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- Sat, 14:16: NADWcon this 'n' that http://j.mp/o4BF4M
- Sat, 22:04: Another guilty pleasure http://j.mp/rnZJFT
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Jul. 17th, 2011
- Sat, 13:35: Happiness is http://j.mp/pKjMe0
- Sat, 14:16: NADWcon this 'n' that http://j.mp/o4BF4M
- Sat, 22:04: Another guilty pleasure http://j.mp/rnZJFT
- Sat, 22:27: a short video http://j.mp/nSEoA6
- Sun, 10:57: Bendable Electronics Will Change Everything From Surgery To Energy http://t.co/Nqzuu4E via @tpm
The task at hand
Jul. 17th, 2011 01:03 pmIt seemed simple, really. Cull the books in my bedroom bookcase, moving out those unlikely to be read anytime soon and consigning them to the basement shelves. Move the books from atop the armoire and the nightstand and the chair that I dragged in for the express purpose of holding said books and either cart them downstairs or move them into the bookcase. Move the chair downstairs as well.
It's been a while since I cleaned. Bad Kris. Dog hair gets everywhere, including behind the books in said bookcase.
I am hoping the task goes more quickly now that I don't have to leave it to handle the laundry (3 loads done--vacay clothes and my sheets and dog sheets (for covering car seats/couch)). I took a break to make a marinade for dinnertime tune steak (honey dijon mustard/soy sauce/olive oil/rice vinegar--1st time trying it so I hope it's good).
Now, back to the books. It's hotter than bloody hell outside. The pups go out for a bit, then come back in and sprawl on the hardwood floor. I hope everyone has their power back because this would be a hell of a time to be without A/C or fans.
Anyway. Books.
It's been a while since I cleaned. Bad Kris. Dog hair gets everywhere, including behind the books in said bookcase.
I am hoping the task goes more quickly now that I don't have to leave it to handle the laundry (3 loads done--vacay clothes and my sheets and dog sheets (for covering car seats/couch)). I took a break to make a marinade for dinnertime tune steak (honey dijon mustard/soy sauce/olive oil/rice vinegar--1st time trying it so I hope it's good).
Now, back to the books. It's hotter than bloody hell outside. The pups go out for a bit, then come back in and sprawl on the hardwood floor. I hope everyone has their power back because this would be a hell of a time to be without A/C or fans.
Anyway. Books.
The task at hand
Jul. 17th, 2011 01:03 pmIt seemed simple, really. Cull the books in my bedroom bookcase, moving out those unlikely to be read anytime soon and consigning them to the basement shelves. Move the books from atop the armoire and the nightstand and the chair that I dragged in for the express purpose of holding said books and either cart them downstairs or move them into the bookcase. Move the chair downstairs as well.
It's been a while since I cleaned. Bad Kris. Dog hair gets everywhere, including behind the books in said bookcase.
I am hoping the task goes more quickly now that I don't have to leave it to handle the laundry (3 loads done--vacay clothes and my sheets and dog sheets (for covering car seats/couch)). I took a break to make a marinade for dinnertime tune steak (honey dijon mustard/soy sauce/olive oil/rice vinegar--1st time trying it so I hope it's good).
Now, back to the books. It's hotter than bloody hell outside. The pups go out for a bit, then come back in and sprawl on the hardwood floor. I hope everyone has their power back because this would be a hell of a time to be without A/C or fans.
Anyway. Books.
It's been a while since I cleaned. Bad Kris. Dog hair gets everywhere, including behind the books in said bookcase.
I am hoping the task goes more quickly now that I don't have to leave it to handle the laundry (3 loads done--vacay clothes and my sheets and dog sheets (for covering car seats/couch)). I took a break to make a marinade for dinnertime tune steak (honey dijon mustard/soy sauce/olive oil/rice vinegar--1st time trying it so I hope it's good).
Now, back to the books. It's hotter than bloody hell outside. The pups go out for a bit, then come back in and sprawl on the hardwood floor. I hope everyone has their power back because this would be a hell of a time to be without A/C or fans.
Anyway. Books.
Not the most in-depth cleaning in the world--that would involve applying Murphy's Oil Soap to the woodwork, etc--but the book chair is relocated to the basement, along with a number of books. Nightstand is bookless, as is the top of the armoire. I did, however, relocate the Thurber Dog bookends to the top of the bookcase, thus creating another shelf. At least it's only partially filled.
Dusting and vacuuming were committed.
Finally, I sorted shoes. Filled a small laundry basket with ones I no longer wear--mostly running shoes that have lost their cushioning to the point that they're pain-inducing. The space under the bed is space again, and the shoes that had been there are now ensconced in the closet shoe racks.
I think that means it's dinner time.
Dusting and vacuuming were committed.
Finally, I sorted shoes. Filled a small laundry basket with ones I no longer wear--mostly running shoes that have lost their cushioning to the point that they're pain-inducing. The space under the bed is space again, and the shoes that had been there are now ensconced in the closet shoe racks.
I think that means it's dinner time.
Not the most in-depth cleaning in the world--that would involve applying Murphy's Oil Soap to the woodwork, etc--but the book chair is relocated to the basement, along with a number of books. Nightstand is bookless, as is the top of the armoire. I did, however, relocate the Thurber Dog bookends to the top of the bookcase, thus creating another shelf. At least it's only partially filled.
Dusting and vacuuming were committed.
Finally, I sorted shoes. Filled a small laundry basket with ones I no longer wear--mostly running shoes that have lost their cushioning to the point that they're pain-inducing. The space under the bed is space again, and the shoes that had been there are now ensconced in the closet shoe racks.
I think that means it's dinner time.
Dusting and vacuuming were committed.
Finally, I sorted shoes. Filled a small laundry basket with ones I no longer wear--mostly running shoes that have lost their cushioning to the point that they're pain-inducing. The space under the bed is space again, and the shoes that had been there are now ensconced in the closet shoe racks.
I think that means it's dinner time.
One of the dandy things that went on during NADWcon was a special trip to the Henry Vilas Zoo to see the orangutans. The zoo closed the ape pavilion for us, and one of the directors (?) of the house talked to us.
The orangutan we were introduced to was a male, 7 years old. The director told us his name, but she did add that they ask people not to call out to him or any of the other apes as the constant barrage can confuse and agitate them. Even so, this orang has a wonderful personality, and seemed as curious about us as we were about him. I took a few short video clips and a number of photos. I like this photo the best because of the eeriness.

I wish I remembered the director's name--she was very informative and obviously very fond of her charges.
The orangutan we were introduced to was a male, 7 years old. The director told us his name, but she did add that they ask people not to call out to him or any of the other apes as the constant barrage can confuse and agitate them. Even so, this orang has a wonderful personality, and seemed as curious about us as we were about him. I took a few short video clips and a number of photos. I like this photo the best because of the eeriness.
I wish I remembered the director's name--she was very informative and obviously very fond of her charges.
One of the dandy things that went on during NADWcon was a special trip to the Henry Vilas Zoo to see the orangutans. The zoo closed the ape pavilion for us, and one of the directors (?) of the house talked to us.
The orangutan we were introduced to was a male, 7 years old. The director told us his name, but she did add that they ask people not to call out to him or any of the other apes as the constant barrage can confuse and agitate them. Even so, this orang has a wonderful personality, and seemed as curious about us as we were about him. I took a few short video clips and a number of photos. I like this photo the best because of the eeriness.

I wish I remembered the director's name--she was very informative and obviously very fond of her charges.
The orangutan we were introduced to was a male, 7 years old. The director told us his name, but she did add that they ask people not to call out to him or any of the other apes as the constant barrage can confuse and agitate them. Even so, this orang has a wonderful personality, and seemed as curious about us as we were about him. I took a few short video clips and a number of photos. I like this photo the best because of the eeriness.
I wish I remembered the director's name--she was very informative and obviously very fond of her charges.