Intentionally Unexpected
Trying a coffee place today. Bev’s (left) is coffee soda with ginger, and a carrot cake whipped cream. Mine is the “moth man” with some sort of condensed milk and activated charcoal.
This coffee shop is near the big college, is an “ale works” as well as coffee shop, has a bunch of trestle tables, and a big wall board games, and behind Bevin you can see some classic arcade consoles. Neat spot! I’ll bring some quarters next time and get my Galaga on.
I’ve just scared my first tiny trick or treaters.
I’ve got the lights on spooky flickering, the Haunted Mansion queue music in playing on the speakers, and I’m acting like a Ghost Host and trying to work in as many terrible puns as possible.
I amuse myself.
What makes a Twix “left” vs “right”?
I cut them open with a knife, they’re identical, so there goes my only idea. (I had hoped for a symmetry of some kind…)
So now I’m just puzzled.
Bevin was pleased though, when she discovered bite size snickers could be used for spelling.
An another note, I re-arranged some plants to keep things away from the windows a bit as it starts to get pretty cold. I really like how this turned out:
You can’t quite see, but one of the plants is getting ready to unfurl a bunch of new leaves. I’ll turn this place into a jungle eventually!
Today’s high will be 51 degrees, and the house has cooled down naturally to 71, the coldest it’s gotten in here since we moved in. Before Bev gets home tonight I’ll probably figure out how to switch the AC into heating mode if it keeps cooling, but for now I’m quite enjoying working at my desk in my nice cozy hoodie.
It even looks like the northwest out my window!
I am pleased.
I just walked from my office into the kitchen and found this:
Apparently Macarons are being made, and must be monitored.
I guess the problem is problem is that they begin cracking, and this means either you under-whipped or over-whipped, with no way to tell which. This doesn’t seem, to my mind, to be a particularly helpful debugging step, as you don’t know what to change. But I guess at least they won’t come out overly cracked if you monitor them.
This is what happens when Bevin marathon watches the great British baking show while knitting.
We’re in REI.
Bevin: “yeah, this feels like Portland.”
We’re checking out.
Cashier: 503 phone number? I’m from across the river in Vancouver, and the guy I just helped is from Olympia!
(Also “yeah man, save the trees!” when I declined a bag.)
I guess we found our people?
It’s 68 degrees with high light fluffy scattered clouds, a gentle breeze is blowing, and the Blue Angels are tearing up the sky.
It feels almost like a Seattle summer. If only there were a slight saltwater smell. (Or, you know, any sort of mountains on the horizon.)
First adventure to “downtown” Dallas, and we’ve found the equivalent of Portland’s Hawthorne district. We’re seeing a concert by Carbon Leaf in a nice tiny little place full of wacky art.
Kinda weird being back in the big city!
I know we haven’t been posting much lately, I actually have a backlog of things to put up. I’ll get too them soon, I promise. 😁
Knitting pattern authors who do not use charts will be exiled to a remote island with a calculus textbook and graph paper, and only enough wood to build one boat without errors. When you learn how to properly design something first, write down the plan, and THEN execute on it you can rejoin civilization.
Those who do not survive will not be missed.
As a nice change of pace from THAT debacle I’m going to build some Legos. At least they know how to plan ahead.
Went to the pool, turns out they were having a “dive in movie” event.
This was a good way to see Dumbo. Pretty glad we didn’t go to the theater. Cool music, neat asthetic, bad writing and worse acting. But excellent background for paddling about.
I know we haven’t posted much lately, been stealthily working on getting a bunch of stuff done, and had company over. It’s been pretty much just getting house organized. We’re getting soooo close!