I know. I don't call, I don't write, I don't send flowers anymore. And actually, I told someone I would do a little 7 facts about me with photos thing, here on this very LJ. And I will (ooh the anticipation).

But just in case you're wondering what I am up to these days, I'm doing a 365 on flickr. Yes, a photo a day, every day. At least one, sometimes more. I often write a bit with it. It's a little time consuming (and I do intend to update the gospel blog, I swear), so...

Click on the photo below if you like, and you'll find it. 365.

for you to come visit, please.

Here, for you to enjoy, because no words right now. You can even click on it if you want, and look at others.

Go to the flickr page to see it bigger. If you want.

I really will write a list of very very good and very very bad things soon. No, seriously.

In the meantime, here's another photo:



It's way better bigger.

or here



PS THE SQUIRRELS EAT OUT OF MY HANDS NOW I AM LIKE SNOW WHITE AND SHIT

For once in my life I have a valid excuse for being almost entirely absent from my writerly duties here at the LiveJournal: I'm developing tendinitis in my right wrist, which is super great! and awesome! considering I am smack in the middle of my dissertation that involves lots and lots of note taking (pen and paper) and data coding (with a mouse) and obscene amounts of typing (you know how this is done). All of this puts a lot of strain on my wrist and makes it achy, and then when I go to do other things like cut vegetables (with a knife) or pick something up (uh), it hurts. According to medical professionals, I need to rest it. So I'm supposed to not do a whole lot of internetty stuff or e-mailing unless it is work-related, and by not a whole lot I mean next to none.

However, a lot of THINGS have been happening lately, ranging from the very very bad to the very very good. I do not know what your interest level in these things is, you being the general you of like four people who actually read this, but if you want to know I can tell you about them at some point. In a list form! Not just because I love lists but because that will be shorter and thus less strain on my wrist (see mom, I'm doing what you told me).

BUT HERE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING

destruct is the greatest ever and all of you, each and every one, should strive to be more like her. Why? Because she sent me cookies. TO MY DOORSTEP. In a little bag, wrapped in bubble wrap, in a nice brown box. Cookies that she made using this recipe.

Seriously, few things are better in the whole world than a care package.

I immediately inhaled one. I am eyeing a second one but trying to convince myself to parcel them out so as not to be regretful later when I have a stomach ache and no cookies.

You know what? They were better than any chocolate chip cookie I've had from any bakery in the Bay Area. The salt kills it.

Normally I like my chocolate chip cookies on the thinner side, with more crispness on the edges, but these are winning me over. There are cakey parts and firmer crisp edges and I'm going to have to eat another one to give more nuanced feedback, if you'll excuse me.

I heart destruct, and if I could go rescue those Meyer lemon/mandarin orange sablés from an undeserving idiot, I would. THANK YOU.

Fucking FINALLY.

The Jetpack: From Comics to a Liftoff in the Yard

By JOHN SCHWARTZ
Published: July 29, 2008


Andy Manis for The New York Times

John Schwartz (AKA LUCKIEST GUY EVER) of The New York Times testing a jetpack to be unveiled Tuesday at an air show in Wisconsin. The inventor, Glenn Martin, left, and Ray Thomsen guide him.

( the whole article after the cut because I know some of you assholes are so lazy even clicking this will be an effort )

I'd say the reason is that I don't have time to write, but I probably will have some time to write this weekend. The real secret reason is that I want you all to go and look at my photos and comment on them and make me feel terrifically popular.

Herewith, my trip to Seattle, a photo entry (and link to flickr set):

Look, it's a big mountain!


Look, it's me in a car!


Look, it's cheese!


This is for david deadflowers


I will actually write about this trip. I will!

- I went to Seattle last weekend to visit friends. IT WAS GREAT. I totally love Seattle even though I actually didn't see all that much of it on an "official touristy Seattle visiting" sort of level. I did see the sculpture park garden place, and also a variety of grocery stores (we cooked a lot, my friends and me), and a lovely restaurant, and the farmers' market in Ballard, and lots of great neighborhoods, and also Mount Rainier up close and very personal. But to me it was the perfect way to see Seattle - the way people who live there see it, albeit with an out-of-town guest who tells somewhat un-PC dirty jokes in tow. I had a most fantastic time, and I have stories and photos, both of which I will post soon. Hopefully this weekend.

- Now I want to visit Seattle again (pleeeeeaaase Molly can I), and also see other cities/states in these lower 48s. Such as: Kansas City, MO; St. Louis, MO; Portland, ME (and surrounding environs); Savannah, GA; both Carolinas; Tennessee and Kentucky; and New Mexico. I'd like to return to Chicago, to Portland, and to Louisiana, all of which I've spent very little time in but need to revisit. And this doesn't count my need (yes, need) to go back to DC and to Philly, and of course to NYC. Anywhere else?

- Why do I need to take calcium to make sure my bones don't fall apart but my body has no problem producing an overabundance of calcium under my kneecaps which causes really severe discomfort when it builds up and gets inflamed? DEAR THE HUMAN BODY YOU DON'T MAKE ANY SENSE

- (I am sure that's not how it actually works so thank you in advance for your medical knowledge, internet)

- I am trying to work in the room in which I sleep, while sitting in a big fat comfy chair, kept company by two snoozing animals. Hmmm, I wonder why I have the constant, intense urge to nap.

- I still like cheese.