owlmoose: (think)
It's been a bit of a wild ride in San Francisco these last couple of days.

Backstory and context. )

How I spent my Saturday. )

I'm glad I went, and I'm glad the response from the city and its people was so overwhelming: your blatant hate is not welcome here. Now I hope we can carry this momentum forward to improve equality for our citizens in other ways. Obviously, SF is not without its problems. But I'm happy to have come together on this important an issue for one day.

Dining out

Nov. 13th, 2014 11:40 pm
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One of my favorite restaurants in SF is reportedly closing by the end of the year (the owner claims he won't be able to afford the new SF minimum wage, which, whatever, dude, it's a slow rise over three years, and your restaurant is popular; just jack up the prices a little and you'd be fine. Seems to me he was looking for an excuse to get out and took the opportunity to score political points -- he made the statement before the proposition even passed) so I went with a group for dinner tonight. A bowl of sangria, a pile of macaroni and cheese, apple crisp and make-your-own s'mores at the table. It all adds up to a good night, especially when you add in casual conversation with four of my best friends.

This is my Thursday Night Dinner crew -- a rotating group of about 20 people who take turns arranging dinner at a restaurant, almost every week on Thursday night (or sometimes Wednesday, depending on schedules). And this has been going on continuously since 1998, which is rather amazing, really. Sometimes we try new places, other times we visit old favorites. Luna Park is one of those favorites; I'd say we get there about once a year, on average, usually when I'm craving comfort food. I'll miss it, but I'm sure I'll find something else I like just as well. And hopefully the next one won't balk at paying its staff a living wage.

Off Year

Nov. 5th, 2013 06:38 pm
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Because San Francisco runs its municipal elections on a weird schedule (mayor, DA, public defender, and sheriff the year before a presidential election; treasurer and a few other offices the year after), I voted today. Go me.

Of course, it wouldn't be an election without a few propositions in the mix, so we had a few of those as well, including a particularly annoying example of zoning-by-ballot-box. As a result, I find myself in the unusual position of supporting a well-funded developer who is opposed by organizations like the SF Democratic Party and the Sierra Club. Why? Because the developer got their approvals exactly like they were supposed to -- it's not the developer who's trying to take an end-run around the city planning process. This is one of my major beefs with San Francisco: we can't have a coherent, comprehensive city plan, because whenever someone either wants or doesn't want a project, it ends up on the ballot. So everything happens piecemeal, based on the whims of whoever can be bothered to come to the polls in that particular year. This is especially a problem in these off year elections. I cast my vote after work, around 6pm, and according to the counter on the ballot reading machine, I was only the 26th person to do so in my precinct. Off-year elections are decided by a tiny, tiny percentage of the voting public.

Anyway, my irritations with the California proposition system are many and well-documented, so I won't go off into the full rant today. ;) But it's democracy in action, for good and for ill.
owlmoose: a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge, shrouded by fog (golden gate bridge)

The new eastern span of the Bay Bridge opened around 10pm last night, about 7 hours ahead of schedule. (Or 20 years behind schedule, depending on how you count it.) We drove over it and back about half an hour after it opened because, well, how could we not? After 24 years -- the first talk of rebuilding the new span began in 1988, even before the old eastern span was damaged in the 1989 earthquake -- numerous delays, and 6.4 billion dollars, you better believe I wanted a look at that thing as soon as I could. Next stop: driving over it in daylight, for some of those views they keep talking up.
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Even though I've been to New York City many times (I tried to sit down and count the other day, and found that I could not), I still discover new things every time I go. Such as:

* Walking across the Brooklyn Bridge at sunset.
* The view of lower Manhattan from Brooklyn and Liberty Island.
* My unironic patriotic love for the Statue of Liberty. On the other hand, my feelings about the 9/11 memorials around the World Trade Center are much more mixed.
* Sitting on a rock in Central Park and watching the world go by.
* Bryant Park. Especially the Bryant Park Reading Room.
* The view from the top of Rockefeller Center (aka "Top of the Rock").
* Craft. Not a cheap experience (to put it mildly), but an easy pick for one of my top five meals ever.
* The High Line at night.
* Visiting in the summer. I keep going to New York in the winter for some reason. Summer is so much better. (Especially when you get lucky with the weather and there's never a high above 86 degrees, and it doesn't rain at all.)

More stories and pictures to come, especially pictures once T gets his processed. He has some beauties...

I <3 NY

Mar. 29th, 2011 11:02 pm
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My third day in New York City is coming to a close. Despite being a little cold for my taste -- high 30s, low 40s, which is not so cold in a relative sense, but it's pretty chilly for walking around outside -- I've had a great time. Mostly I ended up doing the museum thing: the Museum of Modern Art yesterday, the Fashion Institute of Technology and the Metropolitan Museum of Art today.

I'm pretty sure I hadn't been to the MoMA since I was here visiting colleges in 1991, so I was past due for another trip there. They've completely renovated the building since then, and I enjoyed seeing the new space. Other than that, I mostly concentrated on the special exhibits. My favorite was probably a fun one on the history of the modern kitchen, but I also checked out a collection of typefaces, some recent additions to their architecture collection (including this Le Corbusier sketch that I liked so much, I took my own photo to bring with me), and a big exhibit on Abstract Expressionism, a style that I have mixed feelings about as a whole, but the power of seeing the larger scale works in person is undeniable. I spent less time on photography and the early moderns, since I feel like I've seen more in those areas in recent years.

Today's museum-going was more on impulse. The FIT exhibit -- a really cool overview of current Japanese fashion was mostly a matter of convenience and opportunity. Then, after a yummy Italian lunch, I went up to the Met, which was more about revisiting old favorites: the Louis Sullivan stairwell, the musical instruments, the Temple of Dendur, the Frank Lloyd Wright room, and especially the American Sculpture court, which is one of my very favorite places in New York. It's peaceful there, and warm, and you can hear the water and see the park.

But my favorite thing to do in New York is to be there. To walk among the buildings and the people, to feel the energy and the busyness of the streets. Because of the weather, I haven't gotten to do that as much as I would like, but even getting a little taste of it makes me happy. I've visited many places in my life, and there are many more I still want to see, but I never regret taking an opportunity to travel to New York.
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Just some assorted notes, mostly so I can keep track for myself of what I did and learned today. No one should attempt to use these as a complete write-up of anything, since I didn't take any sort of notes (except for keeping a running "oh boy, more books I need to read" list on my iPhone).

I got to the hotel around the time the programming started, about 1pm. I attended three panels, a reading, and a free-form debate, as well as the opening reception, and they were all interesting in their own ways. In order:

This is long, I guess not surprisingly. )

And now, to rest up for tomorrow. Programming actually starts at 9AM, but I fear I'm not going to be able to drag myself in that early. However, there's a panel at 10:30 that I definitely want to see, about Being Wrong on the Internet, so if I want to make sure to arrive in time I should get some sleep.
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[livejournal.com profile] taricalmcacil asked about weather and how it affects my moods.

I love warm weather. Always have. Even in muggy Iowa, summer was always my favorite season and winter was my least favorite. Given a choice between being too hot and too cold, I will pick too hot, every time. I know what everyone says about how you can bundle up against cold, whereas there isn't much you can do about heat, but a. I resent having to bundle up and b. it doesn't completely work anyway, because I don't care how many hats and sweaters and scarves and pairs of long underwear I have on -- if it's below freezing, my nose is still going to get cold.

So never assume it's an accident that I settled in Northern California, the land of moderate weather. I spent my childhood and college years in lands of temperature extremes, and now I am done, thank you. Besides, one of the great things about California is the number of other climates that are in easy reach. Tired of the chilly, foggy summer? Head up to the North Bay or out to the Central Valley to bake in some heat. Want to see some snow? Drive to the mountains for the day. And then, when I'm done, I can come home, where it's cool enough to sleep at night and I never have to worry about breaking out the salt or the snow shovel.

Still, I do love a good heat wave. I relax in hot weather, basking like a lizard on a rock. You will almost never see me more content than during a 90-degree day in San Francisco. Perhaps they're all the more pleasing because of their rarity -- we get maybe a dozen, during a good year, spread out from March through October. A solid week of hot weather is almost unheard of. They come in glorious bursts of a day or two; the fog will always return, driving the warm weather to Central Valley where it normally resides.

Sometimes I like rain, too, especially if I don't have to go anywhere. The sound of rain on a roof is soothing to me, watching the droplets on the windows almost hypnotic. Rain is my favorite kind of writing weather. I can appreciate the power of a good storm, too. We don't get summer storms in California -- if it is raining, it's almost invariably chilly -- and I do miss those: the smell of warm wet pavement, the crack of thunder and lightning, the way it clears out the air for hours afterwards.

But taken too far, clouds and fog will get me down. More than two or three days of rain in a row, or the relentless overcast, foggy days we often get in July and August will make me restless and lethargic, especially if it's also cold. I eventually get tired of the winter rains, too; one year, I think 2007, we had something like 50 days of rain in two months. Always before that winter, I had considered whether I might be able to stand the climate in Portland or Seattle. Turns out no, not so much.

And then there is my least favorite weather phenomenon: wind. Wind is cold, and it is annoying -- I hate what it does to my hair, I hate how it makes it impossible to use an umbrella in the rain, I hate how it makes everything colder. Unfortunately, San Francisco is the real windy city; wind and rain invariably come together here, and we get a daily wind storm a couple of hours before sunset, most days (something to do with the interaction of the land and the ocean, and changing temperatures between them). I'm not talking about a little light breeze, either. One of my least favorite things about living here. That, and I might bump the average annual temperature up about 5 degrees.

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owlmoose: a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge, shrouded by fog (golden gate bridge)
[personal profile] seventhe asked me to talk about my neighborhood.

I live, as most of you have probably figured out by now, in beautiful San Francisco, California. Although I grew up in the Midwest (born in Ohio, ten years in Iowa), my heart has always been in Northern California -- my mom's family all lives here, we came to visit about every other summer, and being here just felt right to me, even as a kid. Moving here as a teenager was like coming home. And the place I always loved, above all others, was San Francisco: downtown, Golden Gate Park, taking Muni to the Zoo, visiting my aunt in the Mission or the Western Addition. So coming to live in San Francisco in 2000 was literally a dream come true for me. SF is not, of course, the perfect city: it gets really dirty, the cost of living is through the roof, the politics make me crazy sometimes, and don't get me started on Muni. But the joys of living here so far outweigh the annoyances, and right now I can't imagine wanting to live anywhere else.

My home base is a warehouse conversion loft in South of Market (SoMa), more specifically South Beach. T bought this unit in 1999; I moved in with him in 2000, and we've never left. I live right near the Bay, just a few short blocks from AT&T Park (where my beloved San Francisco Giants play). As for what's awesome about this particular neighborhood, let me start with a picture that's worth a thousand words:

This is the view from my streetcar stop. (Click here to see it full size.) I see this almost every single day. Twice, really; once going to work and once coming home. And this is just a crappy shot taken in a hurry with my iPhone on an ordinary day. There's nothing like seeing the bridge shrouded by fog, or during sunrise, or lit up at night after a storm. The sheer physical beauty of this place is not to be denied.

Another thing I like, although admittedly sometimes I have a love-hate relationship with it, is the proximity to the ballpark. I love the energy, the idea that I can just pop over and watch a game (although I almost never do), and I love the changes that it's brought to the area. This neighborhood used to be marginal, almost nothing but abandoned warehouses and empty streets, rotting piers, a run-down marina. Now it's a real place, with a grocery store and restaurants and parks and houses and cafes and more development coming in all the time. It's what we call "an emerging neighborhood", and it's been a lot of fun watching it emerge, both as a resident and as a long-time city planning geek.

Also, it's really convenient to the freeway, which is not something to take lightly in San Francisco.

Finally, there's my home itself, which I actually detailed pretty well in another meme awhile back; the only updates from that are the upgrading of the TV to a 40" HD model and the fact that we've added a couple of T's photographs to the walls. No pictures, but I confess I feel a little weird about posting pictures of my home in an unlocked entry; the place is actually fairly unique in the city, and it would be a little too identifiable for my taste. So in lieu of that, have pictures of cats in my house instead:

Really, I think I should just do a photo essay about the cats alone sometime later in the month. Do I have the votes for that? ;)

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Nov. 1st, 2010 11:43 pm
owlmoose: photo of MLB shortstop Omar Vizquel (baseball - omar high-five)
So I am totally cheating here and choosing my own topic to kick off daily posting in November -- I'll get started on other people's topics tomorrow, promise -- because THE SAN FRANCISCO GIANTS JUST WON THE FREAKING WORLD SERIES.

Cut for excessive fangirly joy )

The city is still partying; I hear chanting and cheering and the occasional fireworks, not to mention the helicopters keeping an eye over it all. It's a glow that will last us a long time, I think, and already I can't wait for the home opener of the 2011 season, sometime in April, when announcer Renel Moon presents to us, for the first time "your World Champion San Fran-cisco GIANTS!" I can already feel the shivers traveling down my back, and I love every minute of it.
owlmoose: a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge, shrouded by fog (golden gate bridge)
6. Where are you most comfortable writing? At what time of day? Computer or good ol' pen and paper?

I do the vast majority of my writing at my desk in the late afternoon and evening, after work. I have a laptop, a MacBook, but I usually keep it attached to a keyboard and monitor -- because of long-term RSI issues, typing on a natural keyboard works better than the little laptop keyboard, and I also like the larger screen. My desk is comfortably messy, and on the wall behind it I have a Scott Mutter poster: an urban landscape resting on an old-style card catalog, very appropriate for writerly contemplation.

My second-favorite place to write is the local Panera. For the last couple of years, I've been working one evening shift each week, which gives me one morning free. Sometimes it's Monday, sometimes Tuesday, depending on my co-workers' schedules, but either way, I'll take my laptop and head down there, get some breakfast, and write. I usually get in a good hour of writing time, sometimes more. I'll also sometimes go on weekends or after work, if the timing works out and I can plan it in advance. When I was in college, I found that cafes were a great place for me to read; the low-level hustle and bustle was actually more conducive to concentratation than being alone in my room, or in a quiet, isolated place like the library. So it was not a surprise that this would translate to writing. Most any cafe with wireless Internet will work, but I like that Panera in particular, because it has several small booths with outlets and huge picture windows that look out onto a busy intersection. I can see the sky, and the city skyline, and people rushing for the train station. It's just the right level of distraction.

Computer vs. pen-and-paper: computer wins, hands down. I do carry a notebook with me at all times, just in case I'm struck with inspiration when I'm out and about (I prefer quadrille-lined paper and brightly-colored ink: purple, green, peacock blue...), and I have composed a number of stories and scenes that way. But I find writing on the computer to be much more natural. There are a number of reasons for this: habit; typing speed versus handwriting speed -- it's a lot easier to keep up with the speed of my thoughts on a keyboard, and also my handwriting is bad enough that even I find it nearly incomprehensible if I don't get back to it within a day or two; I edit as I write, and that's a lot easier to do on a computer (everyone says that's a bad habit, but I can't write any other way. If I think of a new way to put something, or see a glaring error, I find it much more distracting not to go back and change it).

My primary writing software is Microsoft Word. I've been using Word since college; I'm so used to the look and feel of it that trying to learn a new program would probably get in the way of my writing flow. However, [livejournal.com profile] sarasa_cat recently introduced me to My Writing Nook, a web-based text editor with a companion iPhone app, and I've fallen in love with it as a composition tool. It's not great for editing, but it works really well for rapidly setting down new words, and I adore the fact that I can go back and forth between the computer and my iPhone -- I've discovered that it's a lot easier to bang out a couple of hundred words on the phone than it is to write them out by hand and have to transcribe them later. So I seem to be slipping into a new routine, where I write the first draft of a story or scene in My Writing Nook, then transfer it over into Word for editing. I used this process to write almost all of the Braska story, as well as for [community profile] megaflare_ff, and so far, so good.

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owlmoose: a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge, shrouded by fog (golden gate bridge)
It's the final day of my second four-day weekend in a row. I just can't tell you how happy I was to be able to arrange this. Today is my official work holiday, but since T got Friday off I took an extra vacation day, and it's been more than worth it.

Friday: By Air )

Saturday: By Sea )

Sunday: By Land )

Unless you go a fair bit out of the way (sometimes in bad traffic it's actually faster to go the long way around, but we almost never do), a drive from San Francisco to Santa Rosa necessitates a trip across the Golden Gate Bridge, which means that I've been over it easily hundreds of times. And that's how an amazing national landmark becomes commonplace. So I sometimes like to take a step back and admire it, look at it the way a tourist might (or a photographer). It's such a beautiful and dramatic piece of architecture, even more so than its cousin across the way, and I try not to take it for granted.

So now the long weekend draws to a close with a day where I have not much at all planned, which given how busy the rest of the days have been is probably a good thing.
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FFEX signups are open! I have signed up. Everyone else should go do that right now.

Also, I had a birthday brunch on Sunday, and it was excellent. I have awesome friends.

Also also, on Saturday I took a chocolate tour with T and [livejournal.com profile] amybang. This is highly recommended. Three hours, walking around downtown San Francisco, tasting different kinds of chocolate and truffles, and discovering a couple of excellent shops I didn't even know existed. Yum. And fun.

Also also also, I'm making excellent progress on Chapter 4 of Aftermath. It's only been what, a year and a half? Geez. But anyway, I am on track to post the chapter before getting my FFEX assignment! This is very exciting.

And last but not least, watch this space for an update on the Final Fantasy Big Bang project. Because a few people have asked: no, it's absolutely not too late to drop in on the initial entry and express interest! Take the poll, leave your thoughts. I hope to have a new post with a tentative schedule ready this weekend.
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Bay Bridge closed "indefinitely" for emergency repair.

I can't imagine that it'll be more than a couple of days, realistically. But it sure sounds dramatic, doesn't it? (Of course, no matter how long it is, it's really going to suck for people who use that bridge to commute. And if it's more than a couple of days, my weekend plans could get... interesting.)

I could also go off on my rant about how we'd have a shiny new bridge by now if it weren't for Willie Brown and our need to grandstand against Pete Wilson, but I'll spare you all that one.


Sep. 4th, 2009 12:08 am
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This is how I know it's Labor Day Weekend in San Francisco: I can hear the jackhammers hard at work on the Bay Bridge.

Also by the fact that the weather has turned into summer, right on cue. Although Weather Underground says it's supposed to be cooler tomorrow. Dear weather: stop raining (not literally) on my parade. It's September! The fog is supposed to take its annual vacation now!

No real plans for the long weekend at this point. Maybe that means I'll get to relax. Mmm, relax.


May. 9th, 2009 06:37 pm
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Today was Northern California May Day, at an alumna's gorgeous home up in the Sonoma Valley. The event itself was really enjoyable -- great to see lots of folks I hadn't seen in awhile; why do I keep letting myself fall out of the BMC loop? -- and on the drive home, I found myself getting nostalgic for Sonoma County: the green hills just starting to shade into gold, fields of grapes stretching away from gently curving highways. I don't expect I'll ever live up in Santa Rosa or Sonoma County again, but there's a way in which it still feels like home to me, and sometimes I miss it.

And then an hour or so later, driving down 101, I came out of the rainbow tunnels to the view of the Golden Gate bridge and the city spread out before me, and the sight of it brought a goofy huge grin to my face, as it so often does. Sonoma County may always be my old home, but San Francisco is where the heart is.
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Despite having lived in San Francisco for 8 years, and the Bay Area for either 22 or 13, depending on how you count it, I had never made it to the annual Gay Pride parade. (Mostly because it seems like I'm usually out of town during the last weekend of June.) So as soon as I knew I would be around this year, I was determined to check it out. I think I picked a good year to go, because the mood seemed especially festive. So many "Just Married" signs, tin cans tied to the back of cars, people waving huge pictures of their marriage licenses and their wedding rings -- and wearing huge grins. There was even one couple having their wedding ceremony on a float. I had a moment of wondering whether it was staged, but I got a good look at the guys' faces, and my inclination is to say no, that we were all witnesses to their marriage. Gorgeous. Gavin Newsom got a big hand from the people around me, as did all the other elected officials, lawyers, and couples who were involved. And almost every contingent had at least one person carrying a sign asking us to vote "No" on the anti-marriage amendment. I don't know whether it was an official theme of the event, but it might as well have been. Lots of warm fuzzy feelings.

I took pictures, of course, but I haven't downloaded or sorted through them yet. But I will.
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It's not the rain itself I mind so much (although ask me that again if it ends up falling for more than three days straight). Actually, I rather like a bit of rain; I found the sound of it on the roof particularly soothing.

The problem is, in San Francisco, rain almost invariably comes with wind. The kind of wind that swirls around and makes an umbrella next to useless. I'm not crazy about wind under any circumstances, but coupled with rain I find it particularly irritating.

I suppose this may be the universe's way of telling me to get a better rain jacket. Or at least a longer one.
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The social whirlwind of the holidays is finally over -- my school and T's companies both had their official parties in January, mine last Friday and T's on Tuesday night -- and we found ourselves with a completely unplanned weekend for the first time in ages. Nice.

Yesterday ended up being a photo safari day. It was sunny and sort of warm and there was a "minus tide" (a super-low tide, they happen about once a month), so T decided he wanted to check it out. We started at Baker Beach -- somehow, despite about two decades combined living in San Francisco, neither of us had ever been there before. It has some stunning views of the Golden Gate Bridge. It's also SF's only nude beach. I had known this, but somehow I didn't expect to see anyone taking advantage of that fact in the middle of January.

Our next, and main, stop was Lands' End and the Sutro Baths. We took a trail from the former (an oceanfront park) to the latter, and it was a really lovely walk. The Sutro Baths are really neat -- it's a ruin of a resort complex built around a hundred years ago, and it makes for a cool combination of nature and the remains of architecture and ocean-water swimming pools. It's one of T's favorite places in the city, and we spent quite awhile there, walking around, T taking photos. We watched the sunset, took off for a bit of a snack, and then came back after dark for some moonlight photography. T is messing with the pictures now; if there are good ones, I will certainly post them. But it was worth going back just to walk around at night. The moon was nearly full, and the sky was clear -- unusual for that part of San Francisco. We could even see without a flashlight.

Today was more laid-back. Mostly we tided the house, although we did make a quick run for the Borders so that T could use a gift card he got for Xmas, and in order to catch a little sunshine (not nearly as nice as yesterday, though; it was both colder and windier). Then we made dinner, watched a little TV, and now we're settled in, me on LJ and him messing with his photos. It's a quiet day, but good.

Much quality time with the DS, lately. It's going okay with the hands. I use the stylus as much as I can, which helps. I'd been a little worried that the tiny grip would bother me, but so far it's been all right. I've been splitting my time between PuzzleQuest (hours and hours of Bejeweled! Yes!) and Final Fantasy III, which is fun so far. I like seeing these early versions of all the themes and fiends that have become so familiar to me. I enjoy games with jobs systems for the most part. It's a little early to say much about the story (just finished the Tower of Owen), but I like the characters. Arc is just about the cutest thing ever (I'm playing him as a Black Mage, and he's so adorable in the big yellow hat; I'm going to be sad when it comes time to change him). I've also played some Phoenix Wright -- we finished the first case and the first two parts of the second -- but that's going more slowly because T is playing over my shoulder, so I'm waiting for him to have the time and motivation.

Tomorrow will be nice. I have the day off, and T has to work, making it the first day in a really long time that I truly have to myself. Except for chorus in the evening, I have absolutely no obligations. Which is a lovely thought. Haven't quite decided what I'm going to do with the day yet. Of course, that's precisely why it's so charming -- I don't have to make any decisions until I get there. Excellent.

Wet 'n Wild

Jan. 5th, 2008 10:54 am
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The second storm is upon us now. I can hear the rain and wind on the roof, although it's not nearly as heavy as it was yesterday. That was a nasty day, especially in the morning -- public transit snarls, everyone dripping wet, lots of power outages. Nothing that touched us here, fortunately, although we did go grocery shopping at a store that had been without power earlier in the day, and it was weird. Lots of closed or empty freezer cases, most of the fresh fish gone, all the poultry packed in extra ice.

Today isn't supposed to be as bad, although the weather report says there might be thunderstorms (which are rare here). It'd be a great day to curl up with a cup of tea, a book, and several blankets, but new faculty orientation waits for no one.

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