A sound in our backyard: "vrrrrrooom, vrrrrrooom." I look up: rufous hummingbird!
Hardly a bird in sight. What's up with y'all, birds?
Going out for a walk. Will look for birds.
Don't know much about history
Don't know much biology
I'm working up an artist application, and nothing's as good as that to prod this oulipian into doing anything but that. I'm whipping through long-put-off tasks. Gotta do that filing, yup!
I may laugh at old quips about folks saving "string too short not to throw out", but pals, I am marking a box "practical info-cords" (USB-C and so on) to distinguish it from all my impractical info-cords.
It's Spring! It's actually Spring! In my town, anyway. (A bit of survivor guilt pops up as I think about April snows in NYC.)
For April Fool's Day, our cat Hank got stuck in our bathroom this morning, allowing us to catch an unusual amount of zzz's. Thanks, Hank!
Took a trip to Haus of Discöunt Flät-Paäck Stüff today and found just what I had in mind for organizing. Alas, what I had in mind was a display unit for that shop's goods, turns out. I struck out. But I did savor walking around and saying "Örtofta!" and "Smörboll!"
In my month away from Oulipo, I did finish my first scrap of cloth on my loom. It's ugly as sin, I gotta say, and now I know a lot that I didn't know on starting it. My plan: turn into a scarf factory for pals. "Hi, buddy! This scarf may suck but it is a sucky way to say that I am truly fond of you!"
Hi, oulipals! How was your month?
Still around: a minor bug or two. Did your notifications show up?
Thinking about soaking a silk chiffon scarf in liquid pig hoof for this thing I'm doing, if that's what I gotta do. Chiffon, y'all. Chiffon is stupid hard to work with.