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Pick up kefir and spaghetti or ...

... just go straight home?

Just got an email that my employer is officially encouraging people to participate in an activist march, and providing buttons for the occasion.

I have my rainbow-back hair up in a hat and will soon be out where the brisk warm-ish air and sunshine will touch skin on the back of my neck.

This week I PUBLed over a hundred items.  I hadn't been doing that many.

I think my blood sugar is low or somethin'.  Plus everybody in the room left a while ago, again.

What are you up to?  What were you up to on Friday at 6:05pm EDT?
 
 
 

I'm on call.

The power's out at my office, so I'm waiting to be paged (texted) to SPRING INTO ACTION!  I like this.  I like it at least as much for the zero-to-sixty anticipation of suddenly being needed, called upon, as for the fact that I'm in a surprise partial day off.

If it lasts much longer, I might actually get the rehearsal tracks downloaded for the choral concert a month from yesterday I haven't gotten serious about learning the stuff for.  Now that I've watched an episode of Detroiters while checking email and such.  (Detroiters is a good show because it's silly and you can do other things while you're watching it.)

Speaking of yesterday, it was on that date (in 1950 that David Cassidy was born and) in 1989 that I gave up Diet Coke.  So apart from the coupla sips I sipped after the bet was over (on April 12th, 1990), I've been clean for 28 years.  This is me feeling righteous about that.  (You can feel righteous about whatever you damn well wanna.)  There aren't enough people who keep track of how long they've been offa Diet Coke for me to get a chip and a round of applause for it, but, hey, whatevs.

The cause of the power outage has been changed, on the outage map, from "under investigation" to "Public interference with DTE equipment".  How 'bout that?  The affected area includes some condos rich people live in, so maybe it was someone trying to take out their electricity for radical class action.  But I'd sooner bet it was some kids goofing around down by the railroad tracks.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Postcard of the Day





This entry is also posted at this Dreamwidth mirror.  Comment here or there, as you like; I'm still mainly here, myself, for now.  Comments there: comment count unavailable

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Hello.

CURRENTLY FEATURING
the
Postcard of the Day

(a feature involving a postcard on a day)

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For another postcard thing, see
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its handy archive.

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-- Möbius, The Physicists

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-- Adrienne R.

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