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lucky day for me today, or maybe i just skirted being unlucky. had been waiting for a ups delivery which somehow eluded me twice despite having been home at the time of attempted delivery. three strikes and they return item to sender. i havent tried on the item yet so maybe the universe was trying to save me the trouble of doing so later in which case i ought to pay closer attention to not being attentive.
but as it is i had put a note on the door asking the delivery person to sit on the buzzer and if there was no response i left my cellphone number on the it as well imploring them to call so i would not proverbally and literally strike out. as it turns out i was dozing off around lunchtime like every other normal person does but off in the distance i hear the phone ringing. its a new phone and im not that familiar with the ring so i am not quick to respond. i jump to my feet, grab the phone and engage in the swiping and the pressing of virutal buttons frantically but to no avail as the call is missed. i dart over to the intercom (in my head, in reality its loping at best) and engage in more frantic button pushing but there is no response on the other end. i grab my jacket, run my fingers through my hair and slip on my flip flops making haste for the street hoping to catch sight of a vision in brown, not even sure if it had been they that had called.
chirst, im already bored. a truck was there and it had my package but they hadnt even rung yet. the call was some spammer (i looked it up). probably a better than 50% chance i would have heard the buzzer or the call had they endeavored but maybe 15 minutes later im in a deeper sleep state. so thanks, spammer. you werent a blight on humanity for once in your pathetic life.
but the story does not end though i wish it would. now that im practically engaged with the day i decide to walk to whole foods as my cupboard is bare and im tired of deli sandwiches. so, on go the hiking shoes, still no socks (who has time for that?), and i begin the hunt for my black wool hat. nowhere to be found. retrace my steps... blah blah blah. 10 minutes later, last ditch effort, i head out to see if it fell out of my jacket pocket and there it is in the middle of the crosswalk, dampened but undaunted.
so let that be a lesson to you, dont be me.
according to my twitter feed tonight is the first night of jewish christmas.
animated introduction to quantum mechanics and other junk.
Uncertain about the uncertainty principle?
spent the night babysitting a friend who has come down with a somewhat debilitating case of marital discord. two things we learned: 1) my years of not keeping up with my intergender studies has diminished my capacity to provide useful advice on such matters beyond suggesting they should seek professional guidance. 2) an ashtray full of cigarettes in the morning smells worse than i remember.
on the plus side, we did find a pretty good hole-in-the-wall burger place in the east village.
dude got a acadamy award (well deserved IMHO).....we watched him tonight in White Christmas
this is a word.
moon map
Very, very first class: Cooking With Wilbur: Recipes From A South Indian Village
parents, this made me laugh
got a working valve installed on the primary radiator in my apartment because the previous one was leaking down to the floor below and suddenly i can control the heat for the first time in 10 years. looking forward to not sweltering all winter long.
The Cornell bird lab
astronauts photos from space station.
What do you all think of this? The Future Library Project.
Margaret Atwood, who I respect without knowing or ever having read any of her work, will be the first included author.
bill, some steals up for bid in detroit foreclosure auction.....
and the identity of Jack the Ripper is...
would have assumed the etymology of the word related to sexual innuendo. perhaps it did as well.
New York Police Department Captain Alexander S. "Clubber" Williams gave the area its nickname[4] in 1876, when he was transferred to a police precinct in the heart of this district. Referring to the increased amount of bribes he would receive for police protection of both legitimate and illegitimate businesses there – especially the many brothels – Williams said, "I've been having chuck steak ever since I've been on the force, and now I'm going to have a bit of tenderloin."[1][2]
The name became a generic term for a Red-light district in an American city; San Francisco, California is among the other cities having a well-known "Tenderloin District".