Glossing over
Wednesday, 21 August 2013
Seems like I had about seven ideas for what to write about today, and, pfft, I have not a one of them at this moment.
Wednesday, 21 August 2013
Seems like I had about seven ideas for what to write about today, and, pfft, I have not a one of them at this moment.
Tuesday, 20 August 2013
I don’t remember ever seeing a bloom quite like this before.
Monday, 19 August 2013
I’m having a hard time getting these large and stunning orchids out of my head. They look like giant insects or strange birds to me.
Sunday, 18 August 2013
Sometimes if you look at a plant from the right angle, and take away the context, you may struggle to figure out what you are seeing.
Saturday, 17 August 2013
We’re getting our entertainment this evening from Amazon Prime and Netflix. And we don’t have cable.
We match our demographic.
Friday, 16 August 2013
Of course I knew coated could be a verb, but I didn’t know being coated is a (Western) physician ritual. It’s the reverse of wearing a graduation gown. We watched* a young man we know get coated yesterday, one in a class of 122. I was heartened that the speeches by physicians who are major mentors in the program indicated that an emphasized component of the program is listening, along with working to improve the health care system, not merely to treat the patients that are in front of you.
* Streaming.
Thursday, 15 August 2013
On the theory that plants with strong flavors provide great nutrients and antioxidants and those bits that aren’t protein, carbos, or fat, I am always happy to add piles of Thai basil leaves to this dish.
Wednesday, 14 August 2013
I always understood that you were supposed to drain your laptop (and other device) battery every month or so to…essentially, keep the battery healthy. Today, I found out it’s just to keep the calibration of the software that tells you how drained the battery is up to date…and has nothing to do with battery life.
Of course, sometimes these things change….
Tuesday, 13 August 2013
Not much excitement today, except an airport run to pick up a friend. Good views from the (kinda new) cell-phone lot…. I got this shot through the cyclone fence. I kept thinking it wasn’t much security, as one of the taxi-ways wasn’t far from our parking space.
Monday, 12 August 2013
I had two omens to the contrary, and still I pursued my dream.
I exaggerate.
You see, I had a letter to mail. And decided to walk it to the box. By two, when the pickup is.
I checked the clock and knew I was cutting it close, but suited up (as in, put on sandals) to walk to the PO.
Asked the Guru if he wanted to venture out. No, he said, it’s going to rain. Okay, I said, I’m going to chance it.
Halfway to the PO I saw this sign—the second omen that I was on an ill-fated adventure.
I made it to the PO, and dropped the letter in the slot at 1:59. Aha, I thought, just in time!
I celebrated too soon.
Five minutes later, amidst a deluge on my return leg, I buzzed the Guru, and asked for a pickup, wet but happy.