on tuesday i had to be at work at 7:30 (usually i roll in by 8:30) to meet a breakfast that was ordered for 8 and came early. and i've spent the last couple days catching up because i am old and i like my sleep.
tomorrow i have to go in for a lunch that was ordered for noon and it better not be a half hour early.
anyway.
work is busy! and at the end of the day i don't even know what i did. (it's expenses. that's what i did.) last week one of the pi's basically bought all the admins lunch to show his appreciation for us, and then invited his students so they could meet us and appreciate us too and also incidentally share what they're working on. which was 50% way over my head and 50% really cool.
if you or someone(s) you know were in the path of hurricane milton i hope you came through it intact. milton made landfall basically off the coast of sarasota where my mom is and the worst thing that happened to her was she lost tv (and her internet was spotty) for a few days. that's it. she did lose power but only for a bit. like, i think everything in her fridge survived. so, yay. the temple she belongs to (and coincidentally where she plays bridge) was hit by lightning (!) which means a. they had to cancel yom kippur services and b. the bridge game moved to a knights of columbus hall because c. there's another bridge group that plays at the koc hall on other days and d. the head knight? i think? plays in that group. and bridge players look after each other. solidarity in the bridge fandom!
("bridge fandom" makes me think of people who stan the brooklyn bridge. or the roeblings, i guess. and there's that one weirdo who keeps demanding fix-it fics about the tacoma narrows bridge.)
mom ended up going to one of her friends' houses to watch yom kippur services streamed from some temple in new york. my sister and i went local with cousin j (of j&r) and cousin a and cousin p from dad's side. the night before we stuffed our faces at the traditional steak house and i got a pork chop because i'm that kind of jew. :D (it was delicious.) the temple was kind of small and felt very homey altho not nearly as full as i would have expected. and they didn't have a choir and i missed it. my sister and i broke the fast with the cousin with the twins and for once it was a small gathering of just cousins and no kids. just us and a lot of egg salad. it was really fun and i got home really late.
for rosh hashanah we went to services with my sister's friend e and her fam, and that temple was bigger and more crowded and therefore much more like what i'm used to. they didn't have a choir either and a lot of the tunes for the prayers were different - it happens - but it seemed like a nice place and i liked it. they had the childrens' service outside under a tent and when my sister and i left the childrens' service was in full swing and the tent was packed.
that night she had a bunch of people over for dinner because she finally lives in a place that's big enough. there was so much food - so much - i went home with some roast and half a challah. which. yum. it had raisins.
a couple weeks ago we saw megalopolis which was disappointing.
i don't buy adam driver as a romantic lead and the brief flashes of future scifi (the megalon, julia's dictation ring, cesar's plantlike buildings) bumped up weirdly against the overwhelming vintage-ness (everyone reads newspapers, no one has a cell phone, the press has film cameras with those giant flashbulbs, new york looks like a throwback set, cesar's car is mid 70s at the very latest) and i couldn't figure out if the roman references were kind of slapped on or if coppola couldn't or didn't want to make the city look more roman and less american and there was just SO MUCH GOING ON, like coppola thought he had one last chance to say everything he wanted to say and show everything he knew and liked about movies and he stuffed it all into one film. and the effects weren't even that good! i mean some of them were pretty but i could tell i was looking at cgi and not a real set. (unless that was the point?) and until the end of the movie the city just didn't look that interesting. it was SO CLOSE to being new york and it just... wasn't. the best i can say is that there were a lot of shots of the chrysler building (my beloved) altho it was really weird to see that and not the empire state building.
on yom kippur my sister and i always take a break in the middle of services to see a movie and buy cookies for break-the-fast, and this year it was super/man: the christopher reeve story which is a documentary and will make you cry. about a million years ago (i think i was in high school) we saw him at a ski resort - stowe, in vermont - we were waiting in line for the gondola and he showed up with some other folks and got in line in front of us because what are you going to say, no? he was wearing black ski pants and a black jacket and he was built like a dorito (and here you thought chris evans was the first dorito boy :D ) and if you didn't recognize him you'd think he was just some guy skiing with his friends. no offense to all the other supermen who have appeared on the big screen but christopher reeve will always be my superman.
so that was saturday, and then sunday i met
tamalinn and friend a for lunch - there's a restaurant/tiki bar they went to for friend r's birthday and tamalinn wanted the cheese plate which they do not have any more! even tho it's on the menu! so disappointing, i mean i wanted to know what constitutes a polynesian cheese plate - and my curling team won even with two subs, and monday i met my sister for lunch and tried and failed to buy a new phone and otherwise enjoyed having the day off. and tuesday i had to be at work early and i already mentioned that.
(the weekend before last we lost at curling by like one point. but it's so nice to not lose every time.)
for some reason i get all these emails from the new york times at work and today one of them was titled "so you bought a squash". it was all squash recipes. (i know, shocker.) the subject line just cracked me up. (the article itself is titled "it's fall. do you know where your squash is?")
college football player paints his nails for his little sister. seriously, how cute is that? so cute. he's a good brother.
if you live in an apartment with an efficient, attractive kitchen, thank margarete schütte-lihotzky
and the frankfurt kitchen. but also, how did you manage that? know that i am jealous.
the winner of fat bear week
beat out the bear that killed her cub. revenge is sweet and tastes like salmon.
drama in the snoopy fandom! by which i mean one fan account goes public with support for trump and the rest of the fan accounts lose their shit. apparently online snoopy fandom just isn't that overtly political and in addition a lot of people took issue with the fact that a fan account (or at least a maintainer of one of the fan accounts) supported trump. the consensus seems to be that charles schultz would 100% not be ok with that.