four months later.

So first I had to remember that I had a blog, and then I had to remember how to log in, and then I had to remember my username and password. When one's attention spa- oh hey look a fuzzy bit of fuzz! Wow, that's cool, I like fuzz, it's friendly. Hey, do you like vanilla chocolate malts? They're made with vanilla ice cream and chocolate syrup. You know, who first looked at the vanilla bean pods and thought "hey I bet this would taste good in ice cream?" I bet that guy got a medal. Do you have to keep medals polished, or are they lacquered?

ahem.

Anyway, s'yeah, pretty much forgot I had a blog. Then it became now and that is obviously not the case any longer.

Things that happened between then and now: Horchata. Tortilla Cafe (yes, the two are related). Rimless glasses. Lots more mountain biking... but still not anywhere near enough. Straight-razor shaving.

The discovery that there are people who refrain from using serial commas but use semicolons as dividing punctuation in a compound sentence due to comma use in at least one division and indeed put a semicolon where otherwise a serial comma would go (if internal comma use was not a factor). What is that all about? Pick one! (reference here, last paragraph.) Lesson learned: under no circumstance is there ever any good reason for not using the serial comma.

It's fun to cook for two every night, but it would be really nice and far less expensive if I had sufficient leftovers to take to work the next day. I guess that would require a kitchen big enough to accomodate cooking on a larger scale... and with few cupboards, and a range that doesn't put out enough BTUs to keep a wok full of food searingly hot, that won't happen.

Problems.

Oh yeah, wool socks are great when the wind chill makes it feel like eighteen degrees.