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"A nice fried egg, sir."

"And what, pray, do you mean by nice? It may be an amiable egg. It may be a civil, well-meaning egg. But if you think it is fit for human consumption, adjust that impression."

—PG Wodehouse,"Mulliner's Buck-U-Uppo"

mrkinch

We all started out this morning, but Chris had to leave early, so I met only U at Jewel Lake. She got there first, which I don't recall happenning before, but Lower Packrat was wonderfully active and I stopped to listen and look many times. The California Towhees were "singing", which I love though it's not melodic. I heard several Allen's Hummingbirds' diving wing whirr and watched one flying their display pattern, so that was a treat. The Wilson's Warblers have arrived! One was reported yesterday so we were expecting them, but it still took me a moment to recognize their song after so long. ( The list: )

Biggest surprise of the morning: when I got to the Lake U told me there was a Common Goldeneye! We used to get several species besides Mallard on the Lake in Winter, but now it's unusual and exciting.

musesfool

I don't love that Nolan McLean gave up 2 home runs in the same inning in this game, but I do love that Team Italia celebrates with an Armani blazer and an espresso (they literally have an espresso machine in the dugout and if someone hits a homer, he gets a shot) and then the team captain kisses the guy while everyone else does this: 🤌

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Work is currently bananas. Listen, I have a whole document I wrote on how to change/streamline board stuff to foster discussion and engagement, but we were supposed to do it methodically and not implement it until the June meeting, except now we are doing it NOW, and everything got upended in the stupidest way possible. I maybe kind of couldn't control how irritated I am about it because it is basically making me do double the amount of work and is seems to me like it is just going to achieve the exact opposite of what we want it to, but apparently this is coming directly from the new board chair. I told my boss that if I am right, and that this doesn't do what they think it is going to, I might not say it, but I will be thinking the world's biggest "I told you so." And she was like, that's fair. Sigh.

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Current Mood: drained
Current Music: Team US vs Team Italia on tv

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ladybusiness

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ladybusiness

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cimorene

Our beloved floofy bun, Rowan, passed away a week ago. He was ten years and four months old (the average lifespan of pet bunnies I saw quoted some places is 2-4 years, and 10 years is the expected upper limit for his type of bun) and was healthy, cheerful, friendly, and sweet his whole life; he died very suddenly at home, apparently of old age. I miss him - he was always more friendly and cuddly than Japp - but I'm glad he had a long, happy life.

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cap_ironman

Title: Rules of Catharsis
Author: nostalgicatsea
Universe: MCU
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word Count: 266
Summary: Contrition alone could neither save nor damn him. Only the wronged held that power. But Tony was gone, unable to answer him, and Steve wondered who else could grant him the reprieve that came through absolution or castigation.
Note: This is more implied Steve/Tony and is heavily focused on Pepper & Steve and Steve & Morgan, but since Tony haunts the entire fic and drives Steve through it, I decided to include the Steve/Tony tag.

Read on AO3 or Dreamwidth.

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cap_ironman

Title: In Passing
Author: nostalgicatsea
Universe: MCU
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word Count: 153
Summary: There is only this, only here and now. It takes Steve eleven years of transience to accept this, eleven years too late.

Read on AO3 or Dreamwidth.

musesfool

Ugh, daylight savings, why are we still doing this???

Anyway, I got up at my usual workday time instead of sleeping in so I could get the onions in the slow cooker, and I did both the "soak onions in cold water in the fridge for 15 minutes" and wore the stupid onion goggles, and still by the 4th onion my eyes were extremely unhappy with me. *hands* Thankfully I only had 6 onions total, so it all got done, and for dinner I made French onion pasta as planned, and now I have dinner for 3 more days as well. I do love this pasta dish - and I always use bucatini, which is one of my favorite pasta shapes, so it was pleasing all around. Every time I make it after not having made in a while, I'm like, why don't I make this more often!? and then I remember the onion-slicing and how annoying it is. Anyway, definitely recommended for a delicious and easy dinner (except for the onion-slicing). I also made bacon so I have lunch for the week also.

I meant to mention this yesterday and forgot, but The Mountain Goats collaborated with Mary Chapin Carpenter to cover World Party: Put the Message in the Box (don't worry if you only recognize one or two of those names - the song is good!).

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Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: Put the Message in the Box - Mary Chapin Carpenter & the Mountain Goats

mrkinch

Hard to believe I hadn't been up there in a month! If it wasn't Spring yet then, it is now. Well before dawn I was on the first rise, waiting for the sun and listening to the dawn chorus, not just migrants such as Orange-crowned Warblers and Ruby-crowned Kinglets (they don't breed here but they sure do sing), but locals, especially Purple Finches. It was wonderful. There was an Allen's Hummingbird displaying and Spotted Towhees, Oak Titmice and Lesser Goldfinches singing, and the California Thrasher was working up to singing at the north end of the trail. I also had some less usual species on my list. A flock of Cedar Waxwings made a few passes; a Double-crested Cormorant flew west, presumably to fish; there were a few American White Pelicans on the reservoir; and a single Snow Goose flew over! ( The list: )

The White-crowned Sparrow singing near the parking lot as I returned was quite a surprise. I don't see many up there and hear ever fewer. Must be migration!

serrico

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Current Mood: tired

mrkinch

Chris and I walked mostly around César Chavez this morning. Chris used to walk there weekly with his dog so is very familiar with it. Tide was high so few shorebirds, and over all it was pretty quiet. We saw and heard a couple of Savannah Sparrows and a flock of Western Meadowlarks, and one Burrowing Owl was visible in the second spot, though which owl that was only they know. ( The list: )

I didn't want to go home when Chris left so I sat in my car watching the ground squirrels; it's Spring for them, too.:) Something I couldn't identify was bobbing along just off the rocks and when I grabbed my bins, I saw it was a Common Murre. ( I hate when this happens. ) Head in the sand, that's me.

musesfool

Went to the office yesterday and as much as I enjoyed seeing so many of my co-workers, almost no work got done. it is just not a good use of time if they want us to be productive. Since it's an open office and we are all sitting together with no walls between us, we just chat and jump into each other's conversations and people stop by and also join in, and it's great for socializing but most of my work is stuff that requires concentration and quiet, which is in short supply at the office. But the anniversary celebration is a lot of fun and I probably won't have to attend another one for 4 more years. *g*

Our next in-office day is in late April, and I floated the idea of maybe bringing in baked goods, so I'm already considering what recipe I might choose to make, since I can experiment.

Today, I made these orange shortbread cookies and they're good, though I would zest another orange (I did 2 this time) if I make them again. Also I didn't sift the flour and instead of rolling out the dough and using cookie cutters, I rolled it into a log and just sliced them (after chilling), since they are just for me so there was no need to get fancy.

I also planned to caramelize onions overnight in the slow cooker, but then I ended up engrossed in F.D. Signifier's Tyler Perry video (which is FOUR HOURS long - I have one hour left but I'm taking a break to watch the WBC) and didn't end up doing the slicing I need to do, so I figure I'll do it in the morning, let them slow cook for most of the day, and then make French onion pasta for dinner. Anyway, I have never seen a Tyler Perry movie or show, but F.D. Signifier's videos are always worth watching.

So yeah, I've been sort of paying attention to the WBC and why is the "S" in USA like a strip of curly bacon on the Team USA jersey??? Once I saw it I couldn't unsee it. Also so many of these unis could be cool and yet so many of them are just meh. Design fail, Nike! Come on! Also, I might be rooting for the DR since Juan Soto is on that team; if Lindor were in it, I'd probably be rooting for Puerto Rico. Though of course I was pleased for Clay Holmes just now, and will be interested to see Nolan McLean pitch.

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Current Mood: thoughtful
Current Music: USA vs Great Britain on tv

cimorene

The UTI was the cause after all, but they had to try different medications before they got an effective one, which is apparently why he had a couple of partial relapses. He got to go home for dinner Friday, though.

Wax had the shift that lasted until 7 pm yesterday, and she had to work today and was too tired to go grocery shopping, so tomorrow will be ruined too by knowing we have to leave the house. Tristana continues to complain any time I am with Sipuli up until about 4 pm. I am trying out alternate hours.

Now that it's been above freezing for a week, it's even above 15° in the coldest room in the house, and there have been sunbeams daily. I've swept under all kinds of furniture that we usually don't, and put away Mt. Laundry that has been covering the office daybed all winter, and scrubbed the kitchen cabinet doors, and checked on the bunny four or five times each day.

He seems to be doing well as a lone bunny, but I can't help being concerned about him. Tristana greets him, but they've never figured out how to play together like she did with Rowan. I keep trying to rearrange his bunny furniture to spark his interest and giving him enrichment boxes (a box that teabags come in filled with hay with some dried fruit and a used dry decaf teabag hidden in it: he's crazy for teabags). We ordered him one of those hay cubes, but it hasn't arrived yet. They haven't had one of those in a few years (we've mostly bought a series of hay tunnels more recently).

alethia

Well, at least this DW post is at a reasonable hour. Unlike my fic-posting endeavors!

Just a Joke (3017 words) by Alethia
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jack Abbot/Michael "Robby" Robinavitch
Characters: Jack Abbot (The Pitt), Michael "Robby" Robinavitch
Additional Tags: Season/Series 02, Episode Related, Developing Relationship, Getting Together, First Kiss, let's talk about those jokes
Summary:

"What's this I hear about nude sunrise yoga?" Jack drawled. "Tell me more about these fantasies you have about me, Robby."

Robby shook his head once, like he didn't know what conversation they were having. Good. "It was a joke," Robby said, tone saying this was obvious. "The kid's miserable living with Santos. I wanted him to feel like he'd be helping me out."

"That just so happened to involve a very specific image of me," Jack pressed.

Current Mood: exhausted

musesfool

Work has been intensely busy these past few days, and tomorrow I have to go into the office because Assistant J is getting a pin for being with the organization for 5 years (even though it's more like six and a half at this point, but no one wants to hear my rant about how anniversaries work again), and I never get much done when I'm in, so we'll see what happens. I do have to take all my tax paperwork and scan it for my accountant. This is much later than usual, eep.

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Shrinking: Dereks Don't Die
( spoiler )

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Lost Recipes was a really good read "about the legal and logistical barriers arrayed against people trying to archive rap media." to quote the email from Defector that included the link. It made me think about how despite its many, many issues (about which I have heard no news of progress at all, btw), the OTW is doing that work for this section of media fandom, and how important that work is (and how no one else was gonna do it). There's already so much that's gone, and that impacts how our stories get contextualized and passed on (thinking of all the thinkpieces on Heated Rivalry that only reference yaoi and animanga fandom and not Western media fandom, for example) and whatever place in the larger history of media and fandom this corner of it might have. Idk. I do recommend reading that post though, even if you're not a rap fan.

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Current Mood: melancholy
Current Music: Falling - Florence + the Machine

cimorene

and yet this ice cream truck has the fucking cheek to drive by playing its little tune.

It's not time for ice cream!!! The ground is frozen!!! Stop mocking me!!!

cimorene

They thought they had solved Dad's hallucinations but it was a false alarm.

The sequence of events so far is:

He starts hallucinating mildly, images of animals etc

The visual hallucinations escalate steadily and include audio - first talking to absent people, then thinking he is in a variety of different places, finally briefly not recognizing my mom, though he did a minute later

A new antibiotic is discontinued

They find a UTI, but all mental symptoms stop, so they think the cause was the discontinued antibiotics

He starts hallucinating again, more mildly, before the medical team has had a chance to agree to release him from the hospital

He briefly recovers almost completely, but then gets worse again

It seems his medical team is dealing with a mystery again. 😔

mrkinch

Spring is springing. Again there were multiple Townsend's Warblers as well as multiple singing Orange-crowned Warblers, several Allan's Hummingbirds, and Lesser Golfinches no longer in great, noisy flocks as they pair off to nest. Even so, we still had Hermit Thrushes, a Varied Thrush in the same place as last week, and U spotted a Fox Sparrow, which this year is pretty exciting. My best bird was another Pacific Wren along the boardwalk. Unfortunately it did not appear for us as we walked back but a few Golden-crowned Sparrows did. They were foraging in the road with a California Towhee and a Song Sparrow when a Cooper's Hawk began kekking. Everyone vanished at once and some Bushtits were giving alarm calls, but the Sparrows came out again fairly quickly. ( The list: )

No Wilson's Warblers. They've been reported just over the ridge, so maybe next week.

cimorene

Cats when Wax is working from home:

6.30 Sipuli wakes Wax up demanding breakfast and refuses to let her sleep
7.00 Wax feeds the cats breakfast and Sipuli doesn't finish hers before going back to sleep
9.30 Wax gets up and eats. Sipuli doesn't even come out of her blanket tent.
10.30 I wake up and Tristana follows me to brush my teeth and then goes back to bed while I'm moisturizing my face.
11.00 Sipuli emerges from her tent to lick leftover yogurt from Wax's breakfast bowl and wants some kisses and hugs. She hangs out with me for 5-10 minutes but goes back to the tent before I can even finish my breakfast.
11.30 Tristana wakes up and comes downstairs to yell at me until Wax calls her from upstairs. She sits in Wax's lap for a little while or (more often) goes back to bed.
16.30 Sipuli wakes up and comes out of the tent to get cuddled for 10-30 minutes, then gets sleepy and goes back in the tent.
17.00 Tristana wakes up and comes downstairs and starts yelling incessantly for attention. This wakes Sipuli who also comes out and wants attention.
18.00 Wax finishes work and comes downstairs.
19.00 Cats get dinner.

Cats when Wax has to go into the office:

6.30 Sipuli starts breakfast campaign.
7.00 Cat breakfast.
8.30 Wax gets up and eats breakfast, ignored by Sipuli.
10.30 I wake up and Tristana goes back to bed while I'm moisturizing.
11.00 Sipuli cleans Wax's bowl and wants cuddles.
11.10 Tristana comes downstairs and starts yowling for me to pay attention to her. This eventually wakes Sipuli and they both complain constantly or intermittently every time I'm in the other half of the house until sometime in the afternoon when they finally both fall asleep, presumably from exhaustion.
17.30 Both cats wake up and start dinner campaign, usually while I'm trying to prepare our dinner.
18.45 Wax arrives.
19.00 Cat dinner and then our dinner.

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another big swing from a young hitter

Notes from a Regicide by Isaac Fellman

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Memorial Post: Rowan (Halloween 2015 - 28 Feb 2026)

Fic: Rules of Catharsis

Fic: In Passing

see the world in just one grain of sand

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Specialist Krebs isn't a very responsible pet owner.

3/5/2026 César Chavez Park

that wasn't a no

My dad is freed!

The Pitt Fic: Just a Joke (Abbot/Robby, PG-13)

When I'm falling I'm at peace

It's 9 pm, the ground is covered in sheets of ice,

Another dad update

3/2/2026 Tilden Nature Area

Am I gonna have to start leaving the house in the middle of the day just to hear myself think?

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