Done yesterday (20090815)

[mdlbear]

0815 Sa
  | Awake 7:00; body scan 20min
  * up 7:30; W=194.8; drugs, nose, teeth; coffee, C
  * track down lyrics, chords for Cutty Wren
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cutty_Wren
    http://www.mudcat.org/@displaysong.cfm?SongID=1421
    http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=55372
    http://www.mysongbook.de/msb/songs/c/cutywren.html lots on origins
    http://www.lyricsdownload.com/unknown-cutty-wren-lyrics.html
  * 12-4 Linux picnic (with Colleen)
    ! OK, but rather boring.  Still no good at meeting people.
    Met a couple of boring people and no interesting ones.
    Stupidly did not bring gnu, guitar, CDs.  Dumb bear.
  & drive with Colleen
  <-TGl: The Wart Hog (Armadillo and Hippopotamus also good)
  * Chicken with olive oil, Penzey's poultry seasoning, and garlic
  * found Life Cycle of Flowers and uploaded to pp.net
  @ http://filkipedia.chaoscircle.com/index.php?title=Main_Page
  @ http://www.strangehorizons.com/ 
    (from http://technoshaman.livejournal.com/1464117.html)
  & 9:15 a couple of minutes of noodling
  * bed ~10:30

I went to the Linux Picnic with Colleen this year; it was OK but a little boring. Most of my "conversations" were one-sided, listening to someone go on at great length on a subject that might have been sort of interesting when he started... I really don't know how to get out of that kind of thing gracefully. I also don't know how to meet new people, who might be more interesting. I'm basically relying on other people to notice me and start talking; this explains the one-sided conversations.

What I should have done, of course, was sit myself down with my guitar, the stuffed gnu, and a display rack of CDs. That would have attracted people, maybe gotten a few sales, maybe a few conversations, and at least kept me busy.

We left and went for a drive, checking out garage sales on the way. Bought Colleen a new foodie mystery book, and a(nother) folding walker. I figured that for $5 we could hardly go wrong -- keep it in the car, lend it out, or hack it into a stand for computer and/or music gear (which I'd been thinking of doing with the old walker, before it turned out that Colleen needed it).

Baked chicken for dinner. It turns out that Emmy doesn't like flavored rice, either; I don't know why Colleen keeps buying it. Maybe she'll stop now, and just let us make pilaf, saffron rice, etc. from real ingredients.

Tracked down lyrics for The Cutty Wren, which will make a good song for Tempered Glass after a little lyric tweaking.

Spent a few minutes noodling; this time it was pure improvisation, switching around between Am, C, and G. Every once in a while I think I ought to record some of that. Realized that it would probably be a lot of fun to jam with Callie.

The day's link sausage: Strange Horizons, a weekly SF webzine, and Filkipedia, a MediaWiki-based filk wiki.

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Flavored rice

[chaoswolf]

She never listened to me either. I hated it. It's evil. I threw out a few boxes once, but she didn't get the hint. No idea why.