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Well, duh!
Of course I didn't finish the class prep for Cuisine without Cookbooks last night. Like anybody really thought I would. I did claw my way through about 80% of the source material, leaving The Agrarian History of England and Wales -- Vol. 2 (1042-1350) for breakfast this morning and a final combing through for archaeological artifacts and useful manuscript illustrations this evening. (I'm primarily using Welsh examples for the presentation, but that won't work for the paintings and illustrations segment.) There'll be a couple of late evenings to get a handout and slideshow put together, but hey, I've got all week, right?
I saw that Janis Ian is playing at Yoshi's in SF on Tuesday -- anybody want to go? (2 shows, early or late.) I probably won't bother if it's just me, but if I have company .... (This is not a Blind Date Project event; no restrictions on gender, orientation, or availability.)
I went to a "meet the neighbors potluck" for my block this afternoon. One of the neighbors is taking some community disaster preparedness training and one of the suggested projects is to organize your block for self-sufficient mutual support in the case of emergencies. Things like knowing who might need what kinds of assistance; who has useful equipment and supplies; who has key skills (like medical training). It's the sort of thing I've thought would be good to look into -- I may see about taking the training courses myself. The potluck was also a chance to put names to some of the faces I wave to on a regular basis. I got to practice my (really horribly bad) social skills, seeing if I could accurately remember who to ask about how their car repair was going, who to compliment on their dog, who to ask about their kids. It's sometimes rather stunning how few of my neighbors I know by name considering I've lived here for 24 years.
No sewing accomplished. Ah well.
I saw that Janis Ian is playing at Yoshi's in SF on Tuesday -- anybody want to go? (2 shows, early or late.) I probably won't bother if it's just me, but if I have company .... (This is not a Blind Date Project event; no restrictions on gender, orientation, or availability.)
I went to a "meet the neighbors potluck" for my block this afternoon. One of the neighbors is taking some community disaster preparedness training and one of the suggested projects is to organize your block for self-sufficient mutual support in the case of emergencies. Things like knowing who might need what kinds of assistance; who has useful equipment and supplies; who has key skills (like medical training). It's the sort of thing I've thought would be good to look into -- I may see about taking the training courses myself. The potluck was also a chance to put names to some of the faces I wave to on a regular basis. I got to practice my (really horribly bad) social skills, seeing if I could accurately remember who to ask about how their car repair was going, who to compliment on their dog, who to ask about their kids. It's sometimes rather stunning how few of my neighbors I know by name considering I've lived here for 24 years.
No sewing accomplished. Ah well.