Author Archives: didofoot
The pop-up
London was in the midst of a heat wave for the first week or so of our visit. Mind you, that didn’t stop it from dropping the occasional rain on us. Here you see me in my summery dress, protecting myself from this absurd sky-water the English insist on having: … Continue reading
Stew
There are wild foxes roaming the streets of London! We saw three of them and each time I was so excited that I did a little fox-sighting dance. “Do you get this excited when you see raccoons in Alameda?” Thomas asked somewhere after the second dance. “No,” I said. “Raccoons are vermin. Obviously.” “Ah,” he … Continue reading
What the F.
I remember spending hours as a kid lying on the living room rug and creating Lite Brite pictures with my dad. Clowns and cars and buildings and I don’t know what-all. The picture didn’t matter, the frame didn’t matter: the fun part was putting the pegs in one by one and watching the picture slowly … Continue reading
Up2U
I saw this gum in the checkout line today: This is a pack of two different flavors of Mentos gum. The tagline is “2 flavors, 1 pack, you decide.” I felt a little sad about humanity after seeing this. Apparently we feel so adrift on the drunken tides … Continue reading
Why I got married
At Gene’s new job, his cubicle-mates keep a kitten-cam running on a monitor full time. (If you’re not up on your cute animal lingo, a kitten-cam is a camera trained 24/7 on somebody’s litter of adorable tiny kittens.) Sometimes if I’m having a hard time falling asleep at night because my brain is chewing over … Continue reading
An Expotition to the Basement
I discovered yesterday that my washing machine has a “hand wash” setting. I do laundry every week, and we’ve lived here almost two years, so that’s about 100 weeks that I’ve failed to examine these laundry machines which came with the house. Stuff like this makes me feel dull, like my perceptions are all packed … Continue reading
Branches
This is why Martha Stewart “Antique Gold Finish” Craft Paint is a dangerous thing to leave lying around your house: Because sometimes you suddenly decide that the best use of your time is to paint a mural in the bedroom. Though I do … Continue reading
Deathmeat
Gene: “I want to make those chicken things for dinner tonight.” Kris: “Wait, the ones that were frozen and then thawed and then you put them back in the freezer? No. I keep forgetting to throw those out. We have to throw them out right now.” Gene: “I think it’ll be fine.” Kris: “You can’t … Continue reading
Black cat, nine lives
Every now and then I think of something I did in my youth and cringe. There are all kinds of cringe-worthy memories in my databanks; I’m sure you have plenty of your own. Like the time when I was 10 and a boy I liked was coming over (my parents’ friend’s son) and I waited … Continue reading
She knew that it is very foolish.
I have a walk-in closet. Actually, if I’m honest, I have two. When we moved in, I looked at the two closets in the master bedroom and immediately began wheedling. “Don’t you think it would be a good idea for you to keep your clothes in a different room? You get up earlier than me, … Continue reading