Glenn and Marilyn were here (geessssshhhh! how could you tell when allofasudden the blog got more pictorially internesting??) and I fed them a huge pork roast and sauerkraut and steamed carrots and smashed potatoes and homemade gravy and peas and fried mushrooms and green salad and Marilyn brought pie (which I skipped, because I ate like an ogre.) So I am always happy to see my webmeister who is always trying to get me to make improvements. Now that I have changed the permissions and can upload stuff from anywhere, I am one cheerful dudette.
This is scanged from Astronomy Picture of the Day – it’s a pic of the lines of magnetic force around the earth. When I first saw it, I circulated it around the office as being a pictorial rendition of our pricing model, and got a sour email back from a product manager, now sadly departed, “So simple?”
Io in front of Jupiter….
Time to go roaming through my hard drive and find some goot schtuff. Here’s Ganesh. I have two images of him over my desk; he’s my fave in the Hindu pantheon.
Random pic – I’m trying to figure out how to post pix more easily.
We had fog and low temperature again last night so the world is covered in a thin slick of ice. Careful on the way in to church this morning…
I will be at Myles of Beans on January 30 – Tuesday coming – to do some standup, believe it or else. Festivities commence at 7:30 pm. I am shuffling together my routine right now. Then next weekend I will deliver my homily about garbage at Beacon (link on blogroll). I’ve already fired off the information for the order of service to the service coordinator so at least that’s looked after. I am SUCH a traditionalist about hymns for my services; I guess it’s to compensate for wanting to play Spiritualized at top volume during the collection. I loved that cd and one of Katie’s friends stole it. Along with just about every other album in the house.
We fed Casey last night after she and Paul went for a walk on the Fraser Foreshore. I was supposed to go to Cindy’s housefilk but Tammy called and two hours went by before we came up for air. I call down the blessings of heaven upon my dear friend Tammy; she consistently listens well and gives good advice (not always easy advice, or welcome! might I hastily add). A good friend is not always an easy one…
Then we went to St. Paul’s Church to see the Vancouver Lesbian and Gay Choir perform their “Heat” concert, which was quite wonderful. They are a non-auditioned choir (can’t get much more inclusive than that) and frankly, they don’t care if you’re straight, either. If I thought I could stand commuting to the practice hall I’d think about non-auditioning; the material was broad enough (show tunes to pop music to madrigals) to be really fun, and it was great to hear “Steam Heat” and a non-hetero version of that old chestnut from Grease, “Summer Nights:. May I particularly commend the accompanist, Dan Lauterbach, who entirely rocks.
I wish I’d thought to bring a cushion. I was in agony for the last half of the concert; it was a relief to have to walk about six blocks back to the car. Also, I’m in prodrome for a migraine; light sensitivity, ptosis and nominal aphasia are the three main symptoms, along with the generalized feeling of dread which always turns out to be chemical as opposed to pointing at a real problem.
I’d better get back to work.