Author Archives: didofoot
Craigslist
Here was the first part of my ad: “This coffeemaker and I had a little misunderstanding, wherein I left it on all day accidentally. It has a safety shut-off feature, but before it shut itself off it seems to have made a little hole in its bottom. Now when you pour water into the well, … Continue reading
Don’t Panic
I’m going to add one more item to my list of decorous behavior: Invest in some really high-quality, modest pajamas and wear only those when sleeping or lounging around the house. BECAUSE, if you come downstairs at 9:30 in the morning and find the front door is unlocked and standing wide open and you are … Continue reading
Decorum
Yesterday I finished reading The Fabulous Girl’s Guide to Decorum. This is pretty much the same good advice my mom’s been giving me through the years, bound into a book. You know this advice: send thank you notes promptly, don’t continue to date a guy if you can tell on the first date he’s not … Continue reading
Escapism
We spent the weekend in Portland for the Oregon Brewers Festival, which was held at a park in downtown Portland. Do you know what else is in downtown Portland? That’s right. Powell’s City of Books. Now, I am not saying it’s unreasonable to expect me to stick around a beer tasting festival that I have … Continue reading
How we play
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how we, as adults, play. Goodness knows, I’ve got reason to think about it — nearly all our discretionary time seems taken up by one kind of playing or another. Gene and I play computer games, card games and board games; he plays role-playing games, I attend costume … Continue reading
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
What a lovely summer we’re having, eh? Last night I went to dinner in San Francisco wearing nothing but a tank top, jeans, a sweater, sheepskin boots, a down parka and a fur-lined hood. Hot town, summer in the city! This is the perfect weather to get my outdoor work done without melting, of course. … Continue reading
Keep Calm and Carry On
I’m fascinated by the Blitz. I feel like this is a part of WWII that didn’t really get covered in school. I may be wrong — maybe the hugeness of the Holocaust part drove everything else out of my head. But I don’t remember learning about it, and now it’s the most interesting part of … Continue reading
IDM
Yesterday I tried making pina colada popsicles. (“But rum doesn’t freeze,” Gene said, puzzled, when I explained to him my genius plan. Face palm. Pina colada sludge.) This led to me getting one line from the Pina Colada Song stuck in my brain: “If you like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain…” Unfortunately, … Continue reading
In Which: I nearly burn the house down over our heads
Coffee addiction, it turns out, is not psychosomatic. Yesterday I made coffee, I waited for coffee, and then I somehow forgot to drink coffee. And I was exhausted, cranky and headachey all day without knowing why. And if you’re keeping track, yes, I nearly burned the house down over our heads by leaving the coffee … Continue reading
All I need
Alas for my life, Ikea was designed with me in mind, because I am completely fascinated by almost all housewares and I have no sense of direction. It is perfectly possible for me to go around in the same loop in Ikea three or four times because I find new stuff to look at each … Continue reading