Month: October 2019

I’ve highlighted the ones I like best

5-HT
acetaminophen
agribusinessman
air-cushion vehicle
alternative minimum tax
angiotensin
antiestablishment
anti-intrusion
antinuclear
antipsychotic
bariatric
beatnik
beurre blanc
bialy
bidialectalism
bigfoot
birth mother
blaze orange
boho
book off
breakeven
cancer stick
car coat
carpetbag steak
Cartesian product
ceramide
coccicoenzyme Q
colorpoint
Commonwealth Day
concrete poetry
coquito
cross-train
Cruzan
cytotechnologist
delimiter
denuclearize
deoxyribonucleotide
dexamethasone
ekistics
electroreceptor
empty nester
fluorouracil
free safety
frozen yogurt
game show
gas chromatograph
genetic code
glitch
grievant
grounded
hair spray
Halloumi
haylage
hemoglobin A
hive mind
hot metal
hydrochlorothiazide
imipramine
in-box
inner city
inner space
ion engine
isograft
kaon
knee-jerk
kremlinology
launchpad
laundry list
lekvar
light pen
linear regression
Lou Gehrig’s disease
master chief petty officer
master gunnery sergeant
melatonin
microcode
microelectronics
microminiature
minibus
missileer
multihospital
multiplicative identity
multiplicative inverse
NAND
nandrolone
nanosecond
near gale
nerve growth factor
noir
NOLA
noncoital
nonprescription
nonstick
norethindrone
nuke

nutter
Occitan
onboard
orthosis
paralanguage
paralinguistics
percentage point
peristaltic pump
phasedown
photocoagulation
physician assistant
phytolith
pinsetter
plastoquinone
polyomavirus
postexperience
preadaptation
prequel
psilocybin
punch-up
qiviut
Q rating
quotient ring
ribosome
rom-com
scuba diver
self-adhesive
self-denigrating
send-up
sex kitten
short fuse
shotgun start
smart-ass
softback
soft-land
software
solar sail
solar wind
Spanglish
split-brain
spotted alfalfa aphid
spray can
stackable
stereo regular
sulfinpyrazone
summitry
supremo
synaptonemal complex
tailgate party
tandoori
Tejano
teleonomy
tesla
test ban
thalidomide
think tank
thyristor
trad
transaxle
transient ischemic attack
tuned-in
turboshaft
two’s complement
ubiquinone
ultraminiaturized
unautomated
uncompromisable

unit membrane
uptime
Van Allen belt
verbal auxiliary
vivax malaria
Watson-Crick model
zeitgeber

Talis Kimberley-F Retweeted Kerry Glover @TheRealKerryG

Replying to
@kareem_carr
and
@GrogsGamut

1:56 PM · Oct 19, 2019·Twitter for Android
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As a coder 30 years ago who took her knitting to meetings I’d remind anyone who listened “knitting is coding and there’s nothing more binary than knit/purl so go ahead – I’ll listen and code at the same time and if you blather on too long this will be the only project delivered”.

I spent almost two hundred dollars on items to be picked up at VCON (the sf convention) – and VCON was cancelled. I’ve messaged them. I had just gotten my refund and I was a little giddy, I guess.

I practiced so much in the last few days my callouses are peeling off. Time to police them up.

Kids are coming for brekky today. I’m going to try to sleep for another couple of hours and then get up and mek coffeh.

JANUARY 23RD 2020 messaged them fuckers again

that’s the current wordcount.

I made stir fry ginger beef and cabbage for dinner last night. It’s going to be a windy weekend. Two loads of laundry are done. I think I may have another song hovering around.

I haven’t figured out which songs to record for Conflikt. What a great thing, to have decisions to make! And tomorrow, brekky for the kids. Jeff’s threatening waffles, also a terrible thing eh wot.

I have to do some recording soon…. I need to submit for the CONFLIKT 13 CD. Mp3 format will be fine. the void, oh the void, is almost everywhere, la la la

1821 words so far on Cullet & Fire.

 

I am not wanting to leave the house now that it’s fall, but I’m keeping busy; I made rice pudding and Jeff indulged me with a Chronic Tacos burrito yesterday. Today more writing and laundry, probably.

Watched the Breaking Bad movie “El Camino” and really liked it.

Skinny Pete and Badger ARE THE BEST I loves them.

1128 words now

874 words so far this am on Cullet & Fire, the chapter about the earthquake.

One of my acquaintances, (whom I met through the divine Ms. Raincoaster herself, Lorraine Murphy) a gent named Ben Luk – whom I name in full because he’s a professional photographer worth hiring – showed a pic of himself in the background of an SGA shot with Jason Momoa in the foreground.

With a straight face I told him I bought his costume, and then posted a picture of the costume I bought in March 2013, viz:

It isn’t his costume, but it’s close. LOL. He responded on twitter Holy shit, so it was close enough to get his attention.

I LOVE THIS FUCKING TOWN

It was a brief and calorific visit! Alex was in fine form; Katie made breakfast muffins with particularly fine back bacon and also chocolate pancakes. There was fresh fruit as well … all very nom.

Columbus the slug* in Jeff’s bathroom is no more. He lived there for at least two weeks. We have no idea why he came to live with us and why he liked that bathmat so much, but like Edward Scissorhands the pseudoscorpion who showed up on the groceries in Montreal one day, Columbus will be remembered fondly for his brief sojourn among us.

It’s reported that Indigenous people of the PNW used to use slug slime as an anti bacterial and anti fungal, since it actually works that way. For all I know they still do.

An antifa activist in Portland, Sean Kealiher, was murdered with a car, likely by fascists, outside an antifa hangount. REST IN POWER SEAN.

 

* I didn’t name him, and note what day this is in the US

 

Jeff felt too sleepy to go, but there was a beautiful little gathering with fantastic lovely yummy food at Jim E’s place last night. There were just seven of us, it was delightful. We (me n Mike were responsible and took the bus there and a taxi back).

Lovely people, lots of laughs. I feel great today but I should prob’ly avoid alcohol until Conflikt.

There’s quite a lot of interesting pics in there….

He’ll only be here for a brief while and then back again. He feasted us in the (unpleasantly noisy) Twisted Taphouse. I had Cajun Salmon Salad which was very tasty and two beers and I possibly would have ordered differently if I’d known I wasn’t paying for it. I shouldn’t have had beers, but I feel fine today.

Today is clearish and cold – there’s been frost.

Supernatural’s back for its truncated last season. I quite like what they’ve done to Jack, especially since I know it isn’t Jack in there; it’s either God, doing a ride-along, or Michael. “I’m not a cross roads demon”. Also, it’s obvious he can see even though he doesn’t have eyes. burr

Never mind that.

This is new choon

The moon, oh, the moon is way up in the sky x 3

And I made plans to go there, in days long gone by x 2

The sun, oh the sun is way up in the sky x 3

And I don’t want to go there, or my ass will fry

and you don’t want to go there, or you’ll surely die

 

Paul and I went for a mall walk at Lougheed Mall yesterday, picked up some groceries and growled at the weather. We have been noticing that Vancouver, which is ten different weather patterns jammed into 30000 square kms, is having more and more abrupt microdownpours (including in the summer, which, mindmeltingly for people from Ontario, doesn’t usually happen in the summer here.) We got thunder and Jeff said (he was in Surrey) the sky opened up and pelting, icy rain poured down. It was a very black sky, and a very pretty sunset.

Ran the dishwasher, ran a load of laundry, updated the household account, ordered some activated charcoal bags for Katie’s car (it’s smelly) and also for the basement, since we’re coming up to the wet and mouldy part of the year and I’d like to kill the smell now if possible

Anyway, I’m up, and coffee has been going to happen and now has actually happened; I have sugar and cream; the day has commenced.

Not much to report. I have changed my weighted blanket over to its winter weight, so you can tell the house is getting cooooool.