why I don’t necessarily make ‘resolutions’ either
“Plus, as anal as I can be about certain things, I also just like to see where life takes me. I guess I’m afraid that if I plan things out too carefully, I might overlook some intriguing little alleyway that puts itself in my path as I blindly rush to get to the destination I’d previously mapped out for myself.”
[More Ways to Waste Time]
Best food review evah…
“Hopefully this trip will bring good things; and if not those, at least a nice crab dinner (post-industrial capitalism now makes sure that crab is available year round in such places… Such nice and equitable exchanges for autonomy and the health of the planet).”
[Larval Subjects]
This person is adorable…
“My days in grad school, now known to geologists as the Pleistocene, were remarkable both for their signal lack of productivity and for their relentless mortification of the flesh.
In those days, I learned all about rice and beans and dal and rice and ramen noodles and whatever. I learned about Black Label pounders in returnable bottles and rolling my own cigarettes. I learned about making my own Melitta coffee filters.
I had a Melitta eight-cup coffee pot in grad school that required special cone shaped filters, Number 6. When you can find them, which isn’t often. Sure, you can always find the Number 4 filters, but these are so short, you must needs stand there and titrate the water drop by drop so as not to overwhelm the cone. Once you locate the Number 6 filters, they’re three and four bucks for a box of forty. Absurdity. Without Ceres and Bacchus, Apollo grows cold.”
[The Fitful Flog:A Folder’s Intermittent Weblog]
Courtesy of the questionable Gavin Newsom
POLICE CODE: EC. 486. FEEDING BIRDS AND WILD ANIMALS PROHIBITED.
It shall be unlawful for any person to feed or offer food to any bird or wild animal in or on any sidewalk, street or highway of the City and County of San Francisco. It shall be unlawful to feed or offer food to any Red Masked Parakeet in any park of the City and County of San Francisco.
(Added by Ord. 268-64, App. 10/2/64; Ord. 133-07, File No. 070467, App. 6/15/2007)
What he wants to add is language that makes it illegal to feed an animal in a park, period.
Gavin? You’re an idiot, and you’ve disappointed me, and pissed me off. Bad idea.
Let’s recap, shall we?
He and his pals have allowed an influx of a large predatory species into the closed biosystem of Golden Gate Park. Those large predators are breeding. They’re also forming small packs; last night, Nic and I had to jam on our brakes as a group of three adults careened across JFK Drive, on their way out to 10th Avenue at Fulton Street. A friend reported watching a large adult male coyote crossing Frederick Street at Kezar Stadium – wandering its leisurely way into the Haight-Ashbury.
Gavin and the Gang have done precisely nothing to control said population of large predators – which, by the way, have killed or driven out all the foxes, decimated the waterfowl population, eaten what appears to be most of the possums (leaving us with toxic chemicals as the alternative to controlling swarming yellowjackets, gee THANKS, Gavin, you idiot), and are hunting the park’s resident population of homeless cats.
[Deborah Grabien]
“have killed or driven out all the foxes” that’s seriously hard to do… you wouldn’t believe how many foxes can live in a city and you’d never know it, but coyotes are a serious threat to many , many things. I’m not saying they should be destroyed, but when you lose all your checks and balances (like with the president who thinks he is king and his threats to our pansy other two houses by saying they are un-patriotic…seriously that’s like a bully or a rapist saying “look what you made me do.”) then you have a result like the rabbits in Australia. Everyone loses.
Deb isn’t just railing as a cat lover (well, she is) but also practices what she preaches:
“Every night, for a good many years longer than you even thought about being Mayor of this city, a group of dedicated people have worked the TNR program in Golden Gate Park. They’re out there, good weather or bad, without recompense from anyone, stabilizing the feral cat population in Golden Gate Park.
As a result, the number of feral cats left in Golden Gate Park is now close to single digits. They’ve had shots, to prevent health issues. They’ve been spayed/neutered, to prevent out of control breeding. The park is their home. And they’re all elderly.
…
We’ve relocated nine of the remaining cats out of the park, at our own expense. We had no choice, because this so-called green city, this so-called liberal city administration, this so-called humanist administration, seems to think that prohibiting the care of animals who have lived in the park from birth is somehow useful.”
And if Bunny wasn’t so adamant about not wanting anyone else in her house, I’d have fallen sucker to at least 7 kittens she’s rescued by now.
literary squalor
instead of a nice alphabetical list, I’ll give you photos of the literary squalor: first there’s this pile, then this pile, it’s near this pile, which is also near this pile, I almost forgot this pile, then I almost forgot this pile, which is kinda near this pile (but not really), actually it’s closer to this pile, and then there’s this pile (which I think is mainly books on their way to Goodwill). And that’s not quite all of them! Yes, I’m a sick, sick man in desperate need of help.
This person is neat.
As in spiffy and cool…
Check this out:
CD Tower as yarn holder…
The tower from Ikea works very well – I can get easy access to my yarn, and it looks awfully nice.
(note:this image will go away after a while and only the link will remain so i don’t hork up all the bandwidth.)
[snip! image removed, go see the link]
Well, this will be on my calendar
“What’s more, I have started offering free tours of my own one hundred square foot home in beautiful Sonoma County on one Saturday evening of every month (see the News Section below for details).”
[Tumbleweed Tiny homes]
oh and…
“Already, Cusato says, she is in negotiations with a large retail chain to sell her houselets to the public as well.”
[Time Aug 14, 2006]
If I wasn’t sold before on this… I would be now just because they called it a houselet.
hee.
Feh
I think I found what I want in my kitchen area to add a bit more storage (yes, i do completely adore my 1920’s kitchen, but I need a bit more storage. I like to vacuum seal dry goods in mason jars as well as keeping staples on hand. Lots of staples… like enough to keep me fed for months actually.)
However, the pieces I want seem to be out of stock.
I’m looking for something that will slide nicely into the corner (see the kitchen pic i posted) and I can put the monitor stand on it but won’t be too tall or stick out much past the window that starts just as the picture ends.
I like the natural wood look, but I’m not averse to cherry. Though frankly, once I get something that is unstained, I almost never do anything to it unless it is damaged or messed up somehow. If I’m feeling industrious, I shellac the bejeezus out of it with clear varnish.
I’d want the corner pieces (i think that’s two pieces stacked up) and then one of the open bookshelf ones. I might choose one with doors, but I don’t know yet.
OK, this was an amusing entry…
Suburban nightlife
[Dooce]
amended:
OK, if you ignore the fact that Dooce brought a possibly dangerous, strange dog into her house that could attack her kid or her or her hubby… then the last line was amusing.
