Funny thing, hobbies. You complain when you don’t have time to do them, yet feel relieved when you have a break from them. Since the oven went kaplooey last Sunday, I’ve had time to do other things. These things include…
Funny thing, hobbies. You complain when you don’t have time to do them, yet feel relieved when you have a break from them. Since the oven went kaplooey last Sunday, I’ve had time to do other things. These things include…
No, not golf. I had dinner at the Linkery last night. My wife and I got to go on a date! For the first time in four months! The Linkery is a hip, food-oriented place. They make their own breads,…
Wow. That movie was awesome. Having read some of Alan Moore’s work, I know he likes conflicted characters. This movie was gritty, powerfully acted, deep, sexy, and fun. Although it seemed tempted, it never quite dipped into Hollywood schlock pandering,…
This is because my bank doesn’t understand the phrase “No means no.” I went in to my local branch a month ago to have overdraft protection removed. Protection is a funny word, as the bank defines it. For them it…
Well, that’s done. The presentation went really, really well. I went last and ended the evening on a high note. The Pecha Kucha night was held at the Ivy Hotel here in San Diego. It’s a modern swankhaüs filled with…
Yesterday was to be my biggest baking day ever. 13 loaves of bread, for a presentation I’m giving tonight to 200 people. The event is called Pecha Kucha, and I’m giving a short talk on bread, accompanied by a slideshow. …
No, not the plaintive band led by hair-loss champion Phil Collins. I’m talking about the first loaf of bread I made, July 2008. Hard to believe it’s only been a year. I have remembered that I thought that was one…
Don’t say I didn’t warn you. If you get vertigo from these pictures it’s because: A) they are out of focus, B) the fence is just a little bit…something. The fence isn’t a project, it’s a chronic disease. I will…
Baby Harbat is feeling better. Now she’s back up to shenanigans like wagging her finger at various things (parents, pieces of bread, dolls) and saying, “No no no!” Because she is such a gifted and advanced child, she is already…
Ah, but let’s start at the beginning. Saturday, day of the weekly movie night at the Stately English Manor (home of our friends, their daughter, and various cats), and Baby Harbat is feeling warm. Strike that. Hot. We take her…