randomized for your protection, where i'm at

- why set traffic cones around a parked on-duty-but-not-a-tearing-emergency fire engine? if you can't spot the bright red bus-sized thing covered with flashing lights in time to not hit it.....

- how i sum up my current gig: It's my job to get plagarized.

- i'd thought gardening was going to be peaceful and pastoral (by definition), but find it unexpectedly ruthless. viciously killing the plants that just happen to be shorter than the other plants? makes my liberal soul saddy sad sad.

- a few of my favourite people in the world have just or will soon be babyfying. this makes my brain feel weird.

- deeply embroiled in puppet construction (puppstruction? nah), i hope i've worked out a base structure that can be reused on the next project. so far i'm reinventing the wheel every time i work. this is fun for learning but makes progress slooow.

live blogging top chef MASTERS, ep 3

- ok, ever since observing that one of the judges looks and sounds just like scott thompson's character buddy cole this show is way more entertaining.

- but his opinions are thus rendered impossible to take seriously.

- why is ludo the only chef so far deemed to require subtitling? much as i love hubert, he's kind of hard to understand.

- ah, the return of Chef Invisible Facial Hair. he's chatty.

- "and that's one of the things that makes me so successful." that and his humility.

- oh hey, they forgot to subtitle "merde".

- chef cindy gets surrounded by the members of menudo as she contemplates menudo in the whole foods.

- "this tripe is just tripe!" nope, no one said that.

vive l'difference!

director: "ok, i want to do this run-thru ala Italian."
me: "what does that mean?"
seattle castmate: "faster than normal, but not a full-on speed thru."
me: "oh. you mean rain pace."
seattle castmate: "what's that?"
me: "it's when you're doing a play outdoors and it looks like it's going to rain so you pick up the tempo. because if you can make it to intermission you won't have to refund the audience."
(pause)
me: "i guess that wouldn't make a lot of sense here."

what it really means

so, yeah, i paid off the last of my credit card debt yesterday afternoon.

and it didn't sink it right away. didn't sink in at all, in fact, until just now. when i decided to blog about it. blogging for me requires a summing up. 'cause i like to not go on too much. on the blog.

and here's what i boiled it down to:

paying off my debt means i could quit my job.

yawp.

i don't think i'm going to jump right out and do that, mind you. but i could. and knowing that makes me smile.

so i think i'm gonna head home now.

life in plastic, it's fantastic

gender socialization starts so young.
as does consumer training, it seems.
whee.

my job

need to thing the stuff
over again tomorrow
desk jockeys unite

not sure what i do
except create recyc'ling
not sure what i did