Not to complain about the heat in San Francisco, but I just don't have the right tools to deal with warm nights anymore. When you don't have any AC or even a fan, it's a pain. First, everybody is out wilding all night because they're able to go out in their short sleeves without carrying jackets and scarves, so it's loud and there are a 1,000 sirens. We left the window in our bedroom open – uneffective with no breeze – but the lack of screens meant that mosquitoes got in. Also, the cat that comes and yowls outside our window on warm nights (this is a strange thing that I don't understand) showed up too. So we moved out to our pull-out sofa, but the dogs were up and pacing, also too warm to sleep. Agh. Now I feel like crap. Going to go get some shade-grown locally roasted artisan iced coffee to make myself feel better.
A hairless cat.A hairless cat.
Damn. I just had the realization that I haven’t posted to this blog since January, and it’s June. Sigh.
This could be because I’ve become a much more active microblogger, these days. Facebook and Twitter are very distracting.
Happy 2009! Today I’ve changed the title of the blog. We’re starting our third year in San Francisco. Wow, how time flies.
And, it’s 2009, the year I turn (gulp) 40. I honor of this momentous year, I’ve decided to actually articulate a few resolutions in order to help ensure that I stick to them.
1) Drop 12 Pounds. I’ve been hovering about ten pounds above where I want to be, and I gained a couple over the holidays, in spite of a bout of food poisoning just after Christmas. No matter, though; this year I will lose 12 pounds, and I hope to drop the bulk of it by the beginning of March. The plan is simple: As of tomorrow, back to Weight Watchers, back to counting points, even on the weekends, and regular exercise.
2) Upgrade my immune system. After catching every cold and sniffle that went through my office this year, I’m keen on taking steps to improve my immune system. I’m just really starting the research now, so I don’t have quite a good a plan as I do for the weight loss thing.
3) Don’t panic about the economy. Yes, it’s probably going to be a crap year, but simply being stressed out about it will do me no good. Smart, calm people make good money in bad economic times; I will do whatever I can to make lemonade out of lemons. I will plan to spend more carefully, try to save more, and, what’s more, I hope I can increase my charitable giving over the course of the year.
Here’s to the new year! Cheers, everyone!
“Hey, what sizes do you have this in?”
“We’ve got all sizes; large, extra-large, extra-extra-large …”
“Great! Do you have medium?”
“Oh, yeah, we’ve got all the sizes.”
“Okay, so, uh, could I have a medium one, then?”
“Oh, okay, sure.”
I’ve finally uploaded a few of our many pictures from Maui, from which we returned last week. A vacation was wonderful and much needed after having to handle the emotional fallout from the passage of Proposition 8.
Yes. Proposition 8 sucks. We went to a protest in the city that gave me a bit more energy about the whole issue (I’ve put some video up here) and I’m relieved to see that the courts have decided to take up the issue as well. I’m beginning to find my hope again.
Now it’s almost Thanksgiving, and I’m counting my blessings, which includes the blessing of another short work week. I’ll use some of that time to post more Maui pics.