June 1st, 2012


Yesterday's Gun

Yesterday's Gone by the Beatles always sounded like "Yesterday's Gun" to me and big sister. We made up lots of alternative lyrics, none of which can I remember mumble mumble years later.

So, work was productive once I finally got there. Next stop: Aaron's art & framing, chatted with the guy who does photo mounting and what I want to have done for Worldcon is amazingly affordable, and can be done in less than a week. The plan is 20 12x18 prints, which ought to fit on two 4'x6' panels in the art show. I have enough prints to do that right now, but really want to wait till I get back from Thailand, since I usually get good fantasy-friendly photos there (temple dragons & demons, etc.).  One less thing to worry about. Now I have to send in my application and $$.

Next door is Trader Joe's, and on the lactose-free shopping list was sardines. The Kaiser hint list said that without dairy products, calcium is an issue, which can be solved with the intelligent application of sardines (or any fish which have edible bones). Makes sense, and I love sardines, and so does Domino. TJ's layout is such that one person with a hand basket can block an aisle, so it took a long time to even find the nook where sardines were hidden. Before I found it I found corn, sourdough whole wheat bread, onion bagels, "this is not a tub of cream cheese" non-dairy spread (which I did not buy but was amused by), frozen ready-to-eat falafel and frozen egg rolls. In he sardine aisle was also canned kippers, so I got some of those too. Then it was my turn to block traffic, looking for milk-free chocolate which is in the kiosks next to the cash registers. It took a lot of reading at four kiosks before I found something which didn't look like it would taste like chalk.

On the way home the clock was seriously ticking because I wanted to get to Santa Clara to see The Nerd but needed to put away the frozen food first. Got to the theater with 15 minutes to spare, and it being Thursday and not a murder mystery, there were plenty of seats. My review is locked, so for the rest of you, it needs a lot of work. And it is not about a nerd, it is about an annoying person. There is nothing nerdy about the show. I'd say wait till closing weekend to see it, and don't be ashamed to go home at intermission. The final 3 minutes wrap things up well, but are also a big WTF. I did not stick around after to thank the cast.

Home, starving. Put on a pot of water, shucked two corn cobs, got out the cleaver and cut them in half, plopped them into the water and set the timer. Did some stuff on the PC, then dinner was the 4 pieces of corn with margarine, a can of sardines, and a huge spoonful of chunky peanut butter for dessert.


Today, While I Was Old

Not that I was much younger yesterday. Do the math, Howeird.
22356 days old yesterday
22357 days old today.
22356/22357 = 0.99995527127968868810663326922217 is how much younger I was yesterday
22357/22356 = 1.0000447307210592234746824118805 is how much older I am today

Approximately. I did not count for leap days except for this year. So sue me.

But I digress.

Last night's low-carb dinner (you would think two ears of corn would be a lot), and my usual overnight insulin dose resulted in mild insulin shock at about 7:30 am. Hgl of 73. No ice cream permitted by my diet (it's the best thing for bring up blood sugar levels slowly and evenly) I put my teeth in and chomped a pair of glucose tablets. And then a trio of mint oreos.

Back to bed, because those attacks are very draining. Woke up at 9:30, which was enough time to email work I'd be late. Hgl up to 140, a little higher than I wanted but within my target of <150. Took my pills and shot up about 3/4 of my daytime insulin and got to work at about 10:30.

There was some work to do, on both products, and some stuff to read. It was automation guy's birthday, and I was taking him to a late lunch when he remembered he had a meeting.  Turned around, dropped him off, and went to lunch at Sizzler because by that time the lunch place we were headed for was closed, or close to it.

More work & weekly report.

Home, the delivery which yesterday's postal bozo had left a note to pick up at the PO because it was registered mail was in the mailbox. He mistook a simple customs form for registered. It was a solar filter, shipped from Korea. Also in the mail was the one of two Howard The Duck #1 issues I bought on eBay by mistake. Maybe I'll auction one of them at BASFA. If it goes for more than 25 cents I'll be surprised.

Decision time - what to sing for tomorrow's audition. When I'm going for a major role I usually haul out Old Man River, which is in a great key for me, and I have known to make theaters echo with it. But this time I am trying out for smaller parts in three fairly lightweight comedies, so I needed something more subtle. So I hauled about 10 inches of music from my bookshelf and started looking. It needed to be something I knew the words to, or could learn them in an hour or so. Fine Fine Line from Avenue Q almost worked, but I always forget the words at the end of the first verse. And it is a little too high. Where Is Love from Oliver is too high for me to nail the tricky part at the end of the verse. Everything from West Side Story, Carousel, Camelot and about four others were too high. I Am What I Am from Le Cage is in the perfect key, but it's too much of a blockbuster. Finally tried the tongue-in-cheek number I'd been thinking about, I'm Not That Girl, from Wicked. It's not only in the right key, the low note is my 2nd-lowest note. I need to work on the words a bit, but an hour of practice should do it.

Got approval from the Worldcon art show maven to mail in my photos, so I went online, filled out the application, PayPalled it, and will now forget all about it till August. That's when I'll select the 20 prints, have them mounted, make the labels and ship them.

Next: Dinner, then practice.

Plans for tomorrow:
Take a stab at putting up a Domino fence on the patio
Haul a room heater to Goodwill & a broken TV to Best Buy for recycle
Toss two or three of Pumpkin's scratching posts (He preferred carpet, Domino likes rope)
Auditions @ 2:30