Done yesterday (20100731 Sa)

[mdlbear]

0731 Sa
  * up 7:45; W=194.6; drugs, nose, teeth; coffee
  @ What Could You Do With a $35 Tablet? WANT!!
    India's $35 PC is the Future of Computing
  ~ deadline for pegasus nominations
  ~ deadline for Orycon memberships at $45
  @ Norman Spinrad At Large: THE PUBLISHING DEATH SPIRAL--part one--The Cold
    Equations via ysabetwordsmith
  * replaced the block behind Colleen's chair.  Should have done it months ago.
  * buy: bike acc's:  tool bag, patch kit, helmet, 
  * buy: pantsu
  * look at scooter at ABC
  @ SJ’s Longest Now » Citizendium: failure to thrive, in search of peace
    via filceolaire
  * helmet (Bell Citi) adjusted.  The underseat bag doesn't fit :(
  * 3:30 change sheets.  % tired Bear
  * dinner: lamb chili.  Yum!!  With brown rice, as usual.
  : $friend doesn't want brainstorming, at least not around her.  She wants
    action.  Preferably in the form of a miracle.  Sorry, I can't work
    miracles without some idea of what I'm doing.  Cryptic enough?
  ~ no walk.  What's with that?  I had all day!
  @ Another Pill That Could Change Womenâs Lives - NYTimes.com 
    misoprostol: abortion pills for < $1.  Usually used in combination with
    RU-486, but nearly as reliable all by itself and widely available.
  * bed ~11:30; Snuggle
  % dream involving coming back from something to find that an upstairs leak
    had destroyed the kitchen floor (it was rotted through in places, and
    there was standing water in the crawl space underneath).  Something about
    weird food, too.  It wasn't the house we're living in now.

The main event was a shopping expedition, to REI, for bike accessories. Mainly a helmet, but along the way I couldn't resist three new pairs of socks. Some of the oldest ones have gotten threadbare.

Changed the sheets, washed one of the quilts, made lamb chili for dinner, didn't take a walk.

Some really nice snuggle, though, and I slept well modulo a dream involving some weird party food and coming back to find that a a leak in the ceiling had sogged my half of the bed and made parts of the kitchen floor so rotten you could put your foot through it into the slimy water filling the crawl space. It appeared to be our house, though the layout was completely unrecognizable.

Dreams about unfamiliar houses probably map onto unexplored parts of my mind. Not so sure I want to go poking around this one.

Several good links under the cut.