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As I was already telling people as soon as the election had been called for Barack Obama, the aftermath felt like the day after Christmas. I would start to write something and suddenly sense myself being pulled back down by the undertow. I had some good ideas, too. But it wasn't happening.
It still isn't. That said, though, I can at least give an impression of what I've been doing. I spent much of today dealing with troubleshooting computers and networks, as I tried to fulfill my promise of giving Skylar a functional machine. I am so, so sick of that "You are not connected to the internet" message.
I cooked, a pork tenderloin with onions, apples, raisins and a fortuitous mixture of savory and sweet spices. On Friday I baked cod with bell peppers, onions and pre-cooked eggplant slices. Both meals were delicious, among my best culinary improvisations.
I realized, in the course of writing this, that this is the anniversary of both the Berlin Wall's breaching and of the Kristallnacht in 1938. Maybe I should have cooked something other than pork. Or posted that Buzzcocks song from their comeback album.
I watched Cal play a bad game at USC, yet still have a good chance to win. They didn't, naturally. But at least it was close. And Texas Tech won handily, which greatly pleases the underdog-lover in me. Next week, though, they travel to Normal to face the Sooners, which will likely mean the end of their BCS Championship hopes. A victory, however, would put them in pretty good shape.
It's finally getting cold here. I have all the windows open at night still, but that means that it gets pretty chilly by 4am. Strangely, the late-to-bed and early-to-rise tortoise Felicia is still cruising for food. I fed her yesterday, even though it had been a cold night, and she ate heartily. Maybe she's a postmodern tortoise.
What I really want to say to you, though, is that I'm so exhausted that I've fallen asleep at the keyboard three times while composing this entry. Make that four, since I briefly nodded off in the middle of that last sentence. Normally I barely register Veteran's Day. This week, though, it will be forcefully on my mind, since I don't have to drive up to Phoenix on Tuesday. And that means that I will able to "sleep in" until 6:30am or so!
It still isn't. That said, though, I can at least give an impression of what I've been doing. I spent much of today dealing with troubleshooting computers and networks, as I tried to fulfill my promise of giving Skylar a functional machine. I am so, so sick of that "You are not connected to the internet" message.
I cooked, a pork tenderloin with onions, apples, raisins and a fortuitous mixture of savory and sweet spices. On Friday I baked cod with bell peppers, onions and pre-cooked eggplant slices. Both meals were delicious, among my best culinary improvisations.
I realized, in the course of writing this, that this is the anniversary of both the Berlin Wall's breaching and of the Kristallnacht in 1938. Maybe I should have cooked something other than pork. Or posted that Buzzcocks song from their comeback album.
I watched Cal play a bad game at USC, yet still have a good chance to win. They didn't, naturally. But at least it was close. And Texas Tech won handily, which greatly pleases the underdog-lover in me. Next week, though, they travel to Normal to face the Sooners, which will likely mean the end of their BCS Championship hopes. A victory, however, would put them in pretty good shape.
It's finally getting cold here. I have all the windows open at night still, but that means that it gets pretty chilly by 4am. Strangely, the late-to-bed and early-to-rise tortoise Felicia is still cruising for food. I fed her yesterday, even though it had been a cold night, and she ate heartily. Maybe she's a postmodern tortoise.
What I really want to say to you, though, is that I'm so exhausted that I've fallen asleep at the keyboard three times while composing this entry. Make that four, since I briefly nodded off in the middle of that last sentence. Normally I barely register Veteran's Day. This week, though, it will be forcefully on my mind, since I don't have to drive up to Phoenix on Tuesday. And that means that I will able to "sleep in" until 6:30am or so!
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