Picked a good day to take off, snowing hard, very pretty.

Show last night was something of a gas.

Need to go get kibble, considering making chili.

Am going to sing for a bar crowd in a bit. Grilled some sandwiches, listening to Richard Thompson & the like, trying to find a space in which to operate.

Finding that the proliferation of mobile devices induces a certain passivity, on my part anyway, sorry about that.

Tangy pickles, creamy cheese.

Came home, rested a bit, started laundry, made some spicy soup with leftover chicken, hoping to help L. with her cold.

More resting, cheesecake, folded laundry.

On the sidewalks there is a thin coat of snow or ice.

Went out to get some slices for lunch, people sitting next to me were talking about topics in the population genetics of some variety of beetle.

Still drowsy despite Dr. Pepper, where's the truth in advertising?

In the event, recovery took the form of a 15 hour nap, feel a lot better.

At work, occasionally going out to watch the snow fall.

While we slept, somebody set fire to something like 4 houses & 4 cars in and around downtown Northampton, a couple people dead, crazy gets old.

Made me rush down to deal with RAM upgrades in servers, figured reporters would be wanting their servers up & running, ugh.

Still recovering from two week sprint, maybe cookies.

Enjoying some much needed downtime, listening to The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway, eating gulab jamun, etc.

Find myself thinking more than I'd like about how tedious it is to be employed by an organ of journalism, helping push forward things that are among my least favorite in our sad little human world, should probably find something else to do, sigh. Halfway wishing I had the wearwithal to start producing tasty food professionally, where my interests and those of the world at large meet, pretty much.

One moment, everything things flat, like a sheet of paper, an inept singer; next, everything is alive with detail and interest. If I got more sleep, I like to imagine, there'd be more of the second.

Warm rest on the couch really does seem do be doing Peretz a world of good, barely any shakiness at all on our afternoon walk.

Had some really good grilled cornbread earlier, served with a veggie chili a tad too acidic, sadly.

Peretz seems to feel a bit better, poor old dog.

Waking up with toast topped with fancy jarred Italian specialties.

Once again, winter storm is a flop.

Watching The Harvey Girls, opened presents.

Peretz has a hurty hind leg.

Happy Xmas.

Been quite something of a week, boss away at work, art show most of the rest of the time, looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow.

If you haven't been by One Chevalier this week, a glimpse of what you're missing, courtesy Ted:



Can't stop sneezing.

Another solstice, brighter days ahead.

Hellish day at work, stomach hurts.

Xmas festivities begin tonight, preparing with Ginger ale

So, no snow for us, vast quantities for Eastern Mass. Wonder if the kids are going to stay on another day?

Got a good deal of art done yesterday, may try to do more today, hurray.

Just talked to my mom about pricing dispute with surly liquor clerks. It's beginning to look a lot like xmas.

Henry's here, off being interviewed for a sysadmin job right now, seems decent, really hope he gets it.

Cold as a witch's tit, but has warmed enough that I should probably walk the pups.

L. is in Woods Hole awaiting the arrival of her pup. He missed his noon boat, kids.

If Henry gets done with the interview thing reasonably early, we're going to VT for pizza. Kid's got a show in town later.

OK, frosty dog walks.

At a show at Tork Clock, suddenly feeling very sleepy.

Left work early, Peretz threw up all over the living room, made an apple crisp for the holiday potluck at work tomorrow.

Dream this morning: blond realtor lady is in the house having fits & throwing drinking glasses against the wall. 'How do you like that? And how do you like that that?'

Woke from that with allergic coughing fit, still feel itchy.

Yesterday, servers & servers & servers, then snow & rain & ice & gave a little html tutorial & c. & c.

Dogs were very interested in the crusty, yet softer, snow this morning.

Just after that last post, 'Fox in the snow ' came on & set me woolgathering.

More coffee & an oversized cardamom roll setting me right, on the couch with dogs.

L.'s about to head out for Hudson girls' night out featuring Diane Cluck.

Took hazardous wastes to dump, got some mei fun & an xmas tree, loaded in firewood.

Last night, pretty dreamy improv show @ Feeding Tube, had forgotten those stark industrial corridors. Came home & fell asleep on the couch with Peretz, who seemed to feel a bit unwell. Cold is hard on his old bones.

Listening to Pandora station 'Twee City'.

Making latkes.

Having a pretty OK day off, though I didn't manage to sleep in.  Dog walks, nice lunch, applied weather stripping to rear door, etc.

Also making applesauce & kielbasa with sauerkraut.

Done with work for a couple days, feel a little dazed.

Made spicy dinner, latkes tomorrow. Chappy cholidays.

Big snowstorm yesterday, walked to the Recorder in the AM, worked from home in the afternoon, ordered in Chinese, lovely.

Losing track of time.

Having fun playing with Droid despite splitting headache.

Cold night, L. made a nice fire.

Oh my, oh my, that was one long show in one cold warehouse, lucky we brought snacks. For the rest of the winter, every show: mulled cider.

Feeling a bit flushed.

Should really get up & go to bed, unmotivated. Peretz is dreaming.

Made breakfast sandwiches, yum.

Icy front steps.

Work, shopping, show.

It's snowing.

Just went to the co-op for eggsbreaddonutsbagelscoffee, ran into lady who used to live 2 doors down on Conz with Chloe the dog who was never the same since her man died working in the bake shop, ran into Starpoli who wants some help with a website, sent me an email about it this morning, 'must be in spam,' I said & sure enough it was. Maybe we'll get together tomorrow.

Trying to get back into Inherent Vice, set aside since seaside vacation, L.'s downstairs frosting a cake for later bday bash.

Ordered a Droid.

Have the day off.

Keep having strange anxiety dreams, car crashes, dogs running loose, etc. Not really feeling particularly anxious.

Might go back to sleep.

Fell asleep on the couch listening to special twee Pandora station. Soggy morn.

Experiencing some funny time compression.

Need to get on with organizizing that Xmas in December thing,

The other night, falling asleep, got to thinking about my rich inner life. Ugh.

OK, dogs need feeding.

Still burning photos.

Yesterday, joined Greenfield artspace, Xmas in December plans slowly becoming less inchoate.

Need to take T. to the airport later.