The Green Room

Ryan is sitting at his desk, holding the cat and making him dance to Jonathan Coulton’s “Mandelbrot Set.” I don’t think the cat likes fractals.

The only problem with using William the Conqueror as your example is that he wasn’t a native English speaker (what with the whole conquering bit and all).

I finished writing (not typing, because it makes a difference in the kind of thoughts I express) the rough draft of my annual performance review today. It was not entirely what I set out angrily to say, but still probably a little too spicy for the final submission. It felt damn good to write, though. [...]

Tonight was the Science Pub on art conservation. The speaker’s area of focus was rock art and “ethnographic and archeological objects,” so we got to hear lots of cool stuff about cleaning up graffiti and balancing museum and tribal sensibilities. Apparently a lot of tribes object to the standard methods used for cleaning graffiti off [...]

Also, I had the odd experience of discovering last night on facebook (!) that my brother-in-law (!!) is engaged (!!!), at which point I turned to my husband (!!!!) and said, “So, have you talked to your brother recently?”

Taxes are away.  I sure hope I did them right.  But I called my mum to consult on procedural issues and had Ryan check my math (I used pen and paper, he used a calculator) so I did the best I could.  And as Ryan observed, at least now we know how much money he’d [...]

The cat seems to be developing an unhealthy fascination with my closet. I say ‘unhealthy’ because it has several times led to him almost getting stuck in the door.

It’s no fun playing music by yourself. It’s hard to make friends with musicians, though. What I need are friends who play music (and who live in this timezone).

I’m always nervous about calling a doctor, especially an eye doctor. It does not help assuage my feelings of impending doom when I describe my symptoms to the receptionist and she says, ‘Oh my yes, we can clear some space for you this afternoon.’ Turns out not to be so bad though, the ophthalmologist said [...]

I’ve been having a hard time, these past few days, of deciding whether or not I’m actually sick. Waking up this morning with a stabby pain in my right eye definitely pushed the tally over to the ‘sick’ column, so I decided to stay home from work and get some more sleep. The extra four [...]