2.5 favorite parts: green train, when the train derails, when the ambulance comes, when the green train goes to the train shop to get fixed
favorite lines 36.5: train over the edge purple claymation person: …except for Reggie, we’ll save him later
Reggie: Can’t you save me now? The train is hanging really precariously over the edge and I don’t want to die. when the penguin arrives
penguin: allow me to help
yellow claymation person: oh my god, he speaks english.
January 22, 2008 at 4:20 pm · Filed under minutiae
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I’ve been in a long-term relationship for the past 8 years. Ups and downs, but happy, real happy.
But the last few days, such ennui. Waiting for the phone to ring, checking email too often, wondering if I should have let the last one go. Or even the one before that. Will I be alone forever. I’m totally having a weird case of Sinead O’Connor-tinged deja vu, all angst, chest pounding, and yearning .
This morning, I realized what it is. I’ve been dating my jobs for the past year and a half.
When I left Stanford for parenthood, I lost a soul mate. Since then my life has been filled with a whirl-wind of contracts, clients, people, projects. Every company I’ve dated has been charming and exciting, but I haven’t been ready to stay.
It’s changing though. In work, as it was for me in dating, I’m reaching that point where I’ve met enough people and I want to start building something more.
Yup, I am ready to settle down. I want to see *you* everyday. I want to know everything. I want us to stick together in the good times and the hard times. It’s time for mr|ms right job. That job where I am all of myself and you all are all of yourselves, and together we grow a future and create so much lovely, lovely, curious and brilliant work.
There will be ups and downs, but we’ll be happy, real happy.
I [read] this amazing story a few weeks ago. The narrative began by broadly telling the major plot points. Every chapter then filled in the moments between the crucial events, distorting perception with every detail. It is a fantastic mystery thriller, masterfully written.
This story is a [tv show], but there is so little that is tv show about it.
I downloaded the entire season from iTunes.
I watched the chapters on my own schedule.
The story filled 13 hours of my life, similar to a 400 page novel.
I watched it at home on my small laptop–cuddled up in a chair, and in bed.
I watched it on my iPhone at coffee shops and when waiting for appointments.
The story was designed to be experienced in a linear, sequential fashion, unlike tv programs that include both a self-contained episodic story as well as a season wide story.
It cost $23.99, around the same price as a new hardcover.
I don’t actually read novels anymore. I have a lot of fiction readers in my family and they lend me fiction and recommend fiction and ask me what I’ve read lately. I’m guessing I come across as a non-fiction design/cog studies new parent wonk, but really, I do like fiction.
Nonviolent Communication: A Language of Life: Create Your Life, Your Relationships, and Your World in Harmony with Your Values
In Search of Memory: The Emergence of a New Science of Mind
Designing Interactions
Designing for Interaction: Creating Smart Applications and Clever Devices (VOICES)
The Laws of Simplicity (Simplicity: Design, Technology, Business, Life)
Emotional Life of the Toddler
Acting with Technology: Activity Theory and Interaction Design (Acting with Technology)
The Cambridge Handbook of Expertise and Expert Performance
Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance
The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream
Narratives from the Crib
The Cambridge Handbook of the Learning Sciences
Positive Discipline for Preschoolers, Revised Second Edition: For Their Early Years - Raising Children Who Are Responsible, Respectful, and Resourceful
Charles Darwin: A New Life
Looking for Information: A Survey of Research on Information Seeking, Needs, and Behavior
Montessori : The Science behind the Genius
Ambient Findability : What We Find Changes Who We Become
Thinking in Sound : The Cognitive Psychology of Human Audition
Strangers to Ourselves : Discovering the Adaptive Unconscious
2000x: The Machine Stops E.M. Forster
Children of the Mind Orson Scott Card
Death Match Lincoln Child
Ender’s Game: 20th Anniversary Edition Orson Scott Card
Greens and yellows make reds taste better. A whole roll of cherry lifesavers isn’t nearly as wonderful as discovering the single red one jammed up behind a yellow and an orange.
in decending order…
lifesavers: red | white | orange | yellow | green
wine gums: black | red | white | orange | yellow | green
January 11, 2008 at 10:29 pm · Filed under minutiae
It’s what I most dislike about my iPhone….cords like scrambled eggs, twisted and obnoxious. I’ve missed phone calls trying to untangle and insert in to ears, too rushed and too late.
Today, life felt like a multitude of snakes gnawing on ear buds. I’m trying to breath slowly enough for everything to unravel gently, calming the temptation to pull hard when studying the knot becomes daunting, confusing, frustrating.
It is with patience, resolve and a bit of cheerful humour that these dang things will be righted once more.
No sissors, no foul.
Later. Dance songs. Charming conversation. I will call you back. As soon as I can.
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