13 May 2015

I played doctor with my boss in front of 128 people

This is me with my boss, David. We presented a psychological study on his brother (Tom), who turned 60 a few days after I turned 37 (that happened).

So, what else have I been up to in the last six weeks? 

I grouted the mosaic above and I helped three kids make mosaics for their mom for Mother's Day.

Not pictured: one of the kids.

I found a new place to buy used books:

I drank this:
Fresh vegetable juice.

And this:

I spent the night at McMenamins Edgefield and my room had an historic stripper pole. 
I think it's offensive to say "stripper pole." The politically correct term suggested to me is "dancer's pole." Who cares? As long as the pole isn't load-bearing, let's get creative!

I took a bunch of photos of my coworkers for work and this is one of the outtakes.

Eugene is pretty awesome.


23 March 2015

Every. Time.

No paint job is complete without rubbing your head against a freshly painted wall.


20 March 2015

Don't mind if I do!


This is how I test a color, sporadically spread it around the room and live with the splashes for a week. I've been on the fence but am going paint it this color over the weekend.


12 March 2015

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Back in May of 2010 I had an idea which compelled me to start a second blog, Four Day Vegan, and you can follow that link to see what a blog looks like in its naked and virgin state.

See what I mean? Untouched. No posts.

I was surprised to learn that I've been contemplating the same idea since 2010: eat a plant-based diet for ninety days. (Subtitled: And document something every fourth day, because, I believe that I will spend 4-5 hours in the kitchen on Wednesdays and then again on either Saturday or Sunday depending on what sort of plans that might come up each weekend, and, that should leave me with about two minutes of kitchen time on each of the other five days a week.) 

The holdup? My undying love for and obsession with cheese has made me not want to not eat cheese for a whole three months. And I'm formally stating my cheese boycott now because I'm a pretty big deal on this blog this is a blog about whatever. 

Photo taken on Sunday afternoon.

Imagining myself adhere to such food restrictions felt daunting, but after some coaching from Dogfood, I now know how to make sunbutter. And I can chop up a bunch of vegetables, then mix them with kimchi. And lastly, I can throw a variety of things into this particular Ninja and then drink or eat whatever concoction I create.

In the last three days alone, I've consumed a bunch of purple kale, a red pepper, yellow pepper, red onion, half a bunch of green onions, half a bunch of cilantro, a pint of red/orange/yellow cherry tomatoes, raspberries, some soy yogurt, a 16oz jar of kimchi, at least a cup of sunflower seeds, a third or more of a jar of almond butter, some oatmeal, flax meal, hemp protein. Geez this blog post is dragging on forever. Bye.

Listening to: Crass - Poison in a Pretty Pill

09 March 2015

Finding a new way to Eff up

I thought I had messed up my morning coffee in every possible way, but then I discovered a new mistake.

So last night, I got everything all ready for the morning. I cleaned the coffee pot; I put in a new filter; I added the coffee and water; and then I jumped in the shower. 

And then I showered, shaved, moisturized, put on my PJs, turned on Columbo, then went into the kitchen and was greeted by a fresh cup of coffee.

D'oh! Without realizing it, I pressed the ON button. 


06 March 2015

Paint (Scrape)

Artistically speaking, I don't amount to much of a painter. Paint the edges of a room? Without tape? And no drop cloth? 

Mastered it.

And please know that paint comes off of glass super easily. It becomes easier and easier to scrape off with age.

In this first, unedited, iphone photo,  notice this old paint along the edges of the window, on the glass.

Notice how the photo is of crappy quality and unedited? Now, do you see how there's paint along the edge of the window's glass?

Oh wait, I made you doze off for two minutes and while you were sleeping, I made all that dried paint disappear.

Oh wait, there it is again.

Oops, it's actually all gone already.

Listening to: New Order - Ceremony

11 February 2015

Hair: Did

I went to Portland for Organicology and all I had was the best time ever. 

And to continue my blog's theme of basically-zero-details-about-anything-lately, I won't actually post usable information about how awesome Organicology was, but instead, show you a picture of my new haircut that Amelia gave me in my hotel room on Wednesday night.

Seriously, you guys. It's a really, really great haircut. 

Listening to: Guantanamo Baywatch - Massage My Taj Mahal (Live)

25 January 2015

Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, Life is but a dream.

In the past I've used metaphors about water and the ocean to help explain the way I was feeling about my life at the time. I've written about jumping ship with no idea what I would do when I hit the water and how I would lay in bed with insomnia, envisioning myself in a rowboat out in the middle of the ocean with no land in sight, no birds, no idea which way to paddle. As I left for Oregon, I likened my voyage to my teenage experience of swimming back and forth across a lake even though I don't know how to swim: Relax and you will float.

I'm still paddling and unsure of what exactly it is that I'm heading toward, but confident I am moving in the right direction.

Man, I sure do wish I had a photo of me paddling in the ocean, but I've only ocean-kayaked once and no one took any pictures of me on the trip. Instead, here's a photo I took of the ocean the other day.

I'm so grateful for my job at OGC. It was worth the 2000-mile solo-relocation, though I am homesick for my family. This is by far the longest I have ever gone without seeing my parents, brother, Gramma Sue, cousins, aunts and uncles. I lived for 30 years thinking I'd never live more than 25 miles from my parents, then I moved 100 miles away.

Now, I live on the other side of the Rockies.

I was longing to work for a company that was somehow involved with organic produce and was filled by the best, brightest and most passionate folks who would inspire me to love harder, challenge myself and grow beyond the unrealistic limitations that I have bound myself in.

And here I am.

Feeling grateful.

Listening to: Talking Heads - I feel it in my heart

22 January 2015

Actually the dumbest headboard ever

I mean, really, look at that thing. 

Surgeons use less lights to perform an operation and in this instance, they're hovering two inches above the pillows.

20 January 2015

Procrastination: Standard Operating Procedure

Picking out five days worth of California-attire at the very last possible moment.

But at least I have squeezed liquids into a few TSA-approved-size containers. (They're incahoots with the plastic manufacturing racquet, I tell ya.) 

(Don't even get me started on the Eugene Public Library's after-hours book return bureaucracy.)

Listening to: Andre Williams - I want to be your favorite pair of pajamas

15 January 2015

My first premonition

When my alarm went off this morning, I was dreaming that I had gone into the bathroom and peed, flushed, then had to plunge the toilet. And like, five minutes later, that actually happened.

30 December 2014

And the award for Most Creative Name-Spelling goes to

The Illinois Secretary of State!

I even spelled it out to the guy on the phone, letter-by-letter. 

At least he got the correct number of Es in my first name. Seeing an M, P and T was a new (and joyous) experience!

Listening to: Tom Heinl - Gentle on My Mind

PS- "Ever since Jesse White got elected Secretary of State For Life I think he's been coasting on the success of that fucking tumbling team." -Alex


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