It's all good.

So I have been to ravelry ad started to play. I like it. Now, I need to take some pictures. I need to take a lot of pictures. And then I need to learn how to use the camera with this computer. It will be smooth. I know it. Maybe.

Lilli is sitting on her pillow on the desk to my right and off in lala land. It's her favorite new spot. She really doesn't miss much.

I think Ravelry will help me get my fiber obsession a bit more organized and under control. I don't think it is really out of control, but I already hear eb begging to differ. Not only is it a project database, it allows you to catalog everything. Yarn, books, patterns, needles, projects on the needles, projects waiting in line. And there are groups to be joined. Wow. I joined 2 today.

In other news, I am working on my retablo for the Lawndale show and I am also working on another still sewcret at this time project. I have made recent progress on both and am pretty pleased with how they are coming along. I get to work on the secret project at work next week. EB said so. Is anything more perfect than that?

In there...

But there is no time to play. I just got my Ravelry invite in my email this morning. It was likely there last night, but I was too tired to get on and check. I have registered and queenmaxine was available, so all is good in the Ravelry universe.

I have to take Chef to a training session on my way to work and honestly, work is a mile away so it isn't really on the way. That is likely a good thing as I would only be getting lost in Ravelry at this early hour which might make me late for work.

o.m.g.

#994 @ 1 p.m.
#934 @ 4 p.m.
#657 @ 11 p.m.
#557 @ 6 a.m.
#500 @ 11:26 a.m.
#2 @2 p.m.

That's right, 2...how can 2 of us just be dangling there? I appreciate the fact that there are about 15 thousand or so in line behind me and there are not just 2, but my stats say 2. O.Mi.God........................

Loving it

2 things really. First:

* You signed up on July 22, 2007
* You are #19479 on the list.
* 1182 people are ahead of you in line.
* 16946 people are behind you in line.
* 50% of the list has been invited so far

I am almost under 1000. I am so ready to say finally. I figure maybe by the weekend I will be planning the photographing of yarn. I am not sure still if I am freefalling intro this yet, but there is a tiny tingle of anticipation working here.

Second. I am loving this new read of mine. I am about 80 pages into it I guess and I am really liking it. I just like the idea of the journey I guess. I can't recommend it until finishing, but Eat, Pray, Love has been pleasing so far.

Yawn.

Once again

I have been awake and online for more than an hour and it is 222 am. I went to bed at midnight and there was a little hot tea that needed drinking. Then, some RLS. At this point, I am hoping that the leg issues are connected to my medication 100% and not anything extraneous. I should be off this med in a month or so.

In the past, the leg cramps have been very charlie horseish in nature. My calf knots hard and then my ankle goes limp as if it is no longer there. I have even had to wake eb to flex my ankle for me to relieve the pain in my calf as I was totally unable to flex it on my own. The past week or so it has been more the total restless leg thing. Toss. Turn. No relief. At those times the best relief is to be sitting up at the computer drinking some water.

Yawn.

I think if I took this time to knit, my brain would be a little too engaged and I would never get back to sleep. Instead, I surf the dark side.

* You signed up on July 22, 2007
* You are #19479 on the list.
* 1734 people are ahead of you in line.
* 16506 people are behind you in line.
* 49% of the list has been invited so far

Yay. I am under 2000. This is progress.

Kimi stages an intervention

K: Hey Max, why don't you come for a visit.
M: Sweet, I have never been to Boston, that would be great.
K: It's a walking city, that okay?
M: I can hang with that as long as we can walk a bit slower than normal...

In all honesty, it was my idea to come visit. I had no idea it was a third floor walk-up, but that would not have kept me from visiting my bestest. I do remember Kim saying they owned the house, I don't think I knew it was subdivided and they live on the third floor. That means stairs. Feel my heart rate going up?

It has been awesome weather so far. Yesterday we went to P-town for the day and had a nice time of it walking around all the shops. Why i did not pack my backpack I will never know, but the first store we went to for tshirts had a sturdy enough bag to accomodate the rest of my loot. We had pizza at George's for lunch and stopped at the Portuguese bakery for a snack for the ferry ride back to Boston.

Susan made a delicious grilled chicken salad for dinner with corn on the cob. This morning for breakfast was french toast and bacon. Weese would be pleased.

Today we are going to Harvard Square to find some fiber(among other places).

Safe and Sound for the weekend in Boston

I have arrived and we have a plan. The plan is to go with the flow. Below are my current Ravelry stats and by the time I get home, I might just be close to getting an invitation!

Found you!
You signed up on July 22, 2007
You are #19479 on the list.
4415 people are ahead of you in line.
14706 people are behind you in line.
43% of the list has been invited so far

Later chicas!

eb,ifly...

One. More. Day.

I *so* want to call in sick today. Of course, that would disqualify my PTO for Saturday, and quite frankly, I have planning the maximization of PTO down to a science.So, I have to go in to work today. But this time tomorrow, I will be sitting on the runway awaiting take-off.

I am off to Boston for the weekend. Woohoooooooooooooooooo...My bestest friend Kimi lives there. I have to try to remember to not call her that while I am there as it might get me smacked. I finally get to meet her gf of 6 or so years. I haven;t seen Kim since she was here for our wedding 2 years ago. I would post a pic from then, but ahem...they are all history on the damned fried hard drive. Wah. I will try to remember to take plenty more this weekend.

Transcontinental, 1:30 a.m.

I really like that song. I like Vienna Teng in general, but that might just be my favorite song of hers. At least my favorite of the ones I have heard. I was going to post about it earlier this morning. Way earlier.

I got up at to pee 1 a.m. and my nape was saturated. I had been laying there not really sleeping since about 11:30 when we went to bed, so I decided to stay up and run with it. It could mean some insomnia is settling in and it could be just an anomaly. Let's hope for the latter. I was up til nearly 5 and took the time to work on my latest top secret project. It is slower going than I would like and I need to kick my butt into gear.

I also need to work on my retablo for the Lawndale's Dia de los Muertos fest. I see it in my brain and it is time to start bringing it to life. Today. Now.

Make your move

Just so there is no question, when the *bux mug comes down from the shelf and hits the micro, it's time for some Hot Tea(TM eb).

In other news, it has been decided that William will take custody of my sick iBook. It will be about 200 clams to buy and install a new hard drive, and there is zero possibility of recovery. Once the new drive is installed, he will basically have a new machine. That means I will need a new machine.

After a bit less than 3 years on the Mac, I, a computer commoner, see no advantage to staying on a Mac. I really like that I had no worries regarding viruses, but other than that I am unimpressed. The photo correction abilities suck, and other than writing, playing with my dad's vintage photos is what else I would want to do. Since I do that on our other computer anyway, a hard drive that totally craps out with no warning has no further appeal. Also, working on a windows machine again at work makes it more challenging being on a mac at home.

We're off to Dell.

In a month, he'll be 80

I try to keep this in mind every time my dad does something that seems a bit off. Or odd. Or even questionable. My dad has 80 years of memories swimming around in his noggin. And he is a storyteller and a character. It is not uncommon for him to tell a story seamlessly oonly for me to realize that the beginning of the story is 50 years ago (no, dad, I don't remember that man, I'm 42), and suddenly the subject of the story is the same, but we have shifter to az decade later. By the end of the story, we are talking about the same experience, but in the recent past. EB has witnessed this.

The doctor reassures him he doesn't have oldstimers disease, but if he did, would he remember what the doc has said?


I think my dad is a smart man. I am pretty sure he didn't finish the 6th grade because he had to go to work in his pop's store i Brooklyn. In spite of this, he worked as a mechanic in a government job for 30 years. After retiring from there, we owned a campground and in that small town in upstate NY, he was the judge for 17 years.

My dad has been a semi-professional photographer since he was 13 and someone gave him his first camera and help him set up a darkroom. He has a lot of cameras. A. Lot. Of. Cameras. Every time I see him, his digital camera is new. The last one I recall was 7 megapixel. He doesn't sell the previous ones. When I signed up for Ravelry, (only 7,773 people ahead of me currently) I asked him if he had a digital camera he could send me so we had a spare. He asked what I would be taking pics of, and I told him yarn, to put online. Lots of pics of yarn.

His answer was an easy yes, surprising a little that it was easy, and he said he would work on getting it mailed out. So this morning, there is an email from him with the subject "birthday". It said:

"11 day of september is the day the twin towers went down. have a nice day will try to find right cords for camera after the wedding this week. i am trying to get ready for winter. inspector wilson scotland yard."

Here's what I surmise. He remembers I have a birthday soon, hence the subject. He then remembers what else happened on Sept 11. Then he has a flash of the camera conversation, sees it sitting on the desk next to the computer and realizes he has not yet sent it. Someone is getting married. Someone I know? Someone he is performing a wedding for? A wedding they are attending? And of course, it often snows on my bday up there. He always had to get the woodstove going for my parties in the game room at the campground so we wouldn't freeze our asses off.

Then there is the signature. That would be my father's clever secret identity so no one can access his personal info. Clever, yes. But not so clever that he knows to use it when setting up the account. When the setup asked for his name he used his real name. So his name appears in all the from lines on every email he sends. That email took him about 8 minutes to type, too. Chatting with my dad is ideal for multi tasking. No need to ever say brb because he is still typing his reply to your q when you return from peeing, or making a sandwich, etc.

I am glad he uses the technology at all, but his emails are often a little cryptic. I like it though, if nothing else for the adventure through my memories that they send me on.

It's official...

Someone write the eulogy...


more later.

ps...you all don't need to wait for a Weese Tip-o-day (tm) to go do a full back up do you?

Let's take a collective cleansing breath...

...in the hope that the Technology Goddess might be appeased. I think my laptop hard drive is fucked. We have an appointment tomorrow night at 6 pm at the Apple Genius Bar.

It's all good.
Really.