Last night I stepped into my zebra-stripe boots, cocked my purple fur cowboy hat to the side just so, and baked up some funky cinnamon bread. It was a stone cold groove, cat. Actually, I didn’t like James Beard’s…
Yearly Archives: 2009
Twittah
I'm trying something new with Twitter. Instead of twee status updates and space-filler, I'm now tweeting (twiddling?) in small morsels. Each morsel is something I could take into a full story, but somehow I like the little pieces, each one…
Summer!
Summer is here. Well, in Southern California at least. I went in the pool yesterday after very…slowly…lowering myself in. Men know there’s a border line when wading into water where things suddenly get serious. It only took about twenty minutes,…
Food, Glorious Food!
I used to work with a guy that had multiple food allergies ranging from wheat gluten to chocolate. He said he shopped the outside of the grocery store—produce, meats, dairy, and bakery. That way he avoided all the pre-made and…
Vacacionnes
While I'm on vacation the posts will be more brief. Flight out with Baby Harbat was surprisingly easy. We ended up with a middle and window seat and despite a few squirming shenanigans, she was pretty easy. Grandparents and Baby…
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Dream dream dream
What a day. Busy and exciting work left no time for blogging and barely any for lunch, though I managed to shoehorn in a supa-sweaty run. Thanks to all those commenting on my blog—for a while I felt like I…
My Daughter’s Head is Exploding!
Figuratively. Each day she talks more and more, albeit in her own language. She is getting adept at repeating sounds and recognizing new words. Already I can see she is leaving behind hand signs and wanting to vocalize what she…
Free money! (Strings attached)
I drove home yesterday through a flurry of cash. Just after I got on the highway, I saw cars pulled over to the median and shoulder, cars scattered akimbo across lanes. People were running every which way and darting…
To Write, or To Write?
I’m straddling two writing projects and I feel like Short Round, pulled between parallel mine carts racing over a ravine of lava. Well, okay, that might be a bit much. My one Big Work is the implementation of the final…
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