"Making signs?" I asked.
She was also making signs.
Right. I have foamboard, paper, markers, scissors, duct tape, a candle burning, ginger/lavender tea in a Hope Not Hate mug, my fight music playlist playing, and no plan. This should be fun.
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Spike: And in terms of a plan?
Angel: We fight.
Spike: Bit more specific?
Angel: Well, personally, I kinda wanna slay the dragon.
"This is not going to be a free and fair exchange of ideas. This is going to be a fight. If you have not absorbed that fact yet, you are already losing."
I find it amusing in a dark way that I have acquired a movie that I will be first in line to purchase in physical form. It's such a good movie, though. I needs it, precious.
Also, Forest Whittaker is amazing.
I have Nico today, as Jenna is working and so is Brent and Momala couldn't watch him (that's Jenna's mom) and public schools are out. He's enjoying Netflix and Ferdinand is enjoying being able to lie on someone.
I've been printing a tiny brain to throw in my folio for work. It'll help when I need to know things for work and otherwise.
I am tired. But I think I need to not take a nap.
It's a long weekend and it's only two-thirds over, but I suspect I won't add any more activities to the set I've already performed this weekend. I'll probably revisit some of them tomorrow, though! So without further ado... what has Mark been up to this weekend?! I'm sure you have really been wanting to know!
afuna and I took N171MA (my airplane) out to Petaluma for breakfast. We had some nice food and milkshakes at the Two Niner Diner and then ran into a fellow pilot and his wife and spent a while chatting. I really enjoy hanging around airports and talking airplanes and I'm pretty lucky afuna is always game to go.
I've tried a few times to learn to knit but I think it's finally sticking. I finished a washcloth (garter stitch) the other day and I wanted to step up to something similarly simple but a little more involved. A hat seemed to be the order of the day! afuna was so excited to take me to our local yarn store where I picked out this dashing color. My first self-selected yarn purchase. I've started on the process of turning it into a beanie cap based on some design claiming to be a WW2 beanie cap. It's going to be a slow project but I'll get it eventually.
This morning I cooked a Dutch Baby (a type of pancake, loosely). While it isn't precisely what the canonical one looks like, it was still pretty tasty. I believe the recipe was a bit undersized for the pan and therefore it cooked faster/grew up the sides more than a typical one would. Either way it was great and I was happy to have eaten it.
It's okay if you have no idea what those photos are. They're ribs -- airplane ribs, that is. For the past year and a half I've been slowly building an airplane in my garage. I haven't really written much about it anywhere because it's such a niche/slow project, but it's something I've been working on. When it's done it'll look something like this airplane, although the coloring/wheel setup will be different.
Today I was working on ribs #1-4 on the left wing, adding reinforcing material (lengths of so-called standard L-angle). These ribs are the ones closest to the fuselage and are designed to support the weight of the humans that have to climb on the wings to board the aircraft. (It's a small low-wing plane which means you climb aboard by stepping onto the wings.)
And finally, I'm spending my evening working on Dreamwidth. Trying to get the BlobStore system up and running and ready to land so I can push forward to deprecate MogileFS. Simpler systems are more reliable and easier to operate! Yay!
So there you have it. This weekend I've piloted an airplane for breakfast, cooked, knitted, coded, and written software. I'm feeling pretty happy about this, honestly. Most of my weekends involve fewer activities but this one has been a really solid one.
Until next time, loyal readers...
I'm working with a therapist now who's told me to keep a dream diary, so I'm trying to remember my dreams more and write down what I dream when I wake up. This has been a bit difficult because my dreams are long and intense and writing them out can take actual hours if I do it in as much detail as I'm capable of. Today I woke up, fed my cat, and wrote out a fic about Kent Parson and Justin Oluransi in a post-nuclear-event world. Though that fic isn't precisely the dream I had; I took it and tweaked and elaborated it into something that made a bit more narrative sense.
It's like the third dream I've had this week about living in an irradiated landscape. A different one was about trying to out-sail an 18th century British Navy vessel across a lake covered with power lines because I knew where food stores were, while they were recent imports from another century.
I've done a bit of study on dream analysis and while I don't believe dreams "mean" specific things that can be easily translated, I can definitely say that my dreams of trying to survive and protect people in a toxic fundamentally dangerous wasteland are, ahem, heavily informed by having spent a year working at a women's shelter that was mismanaged and a little soul-crushing, and also realizing that the basic theoretical principles of the domestic violence movement need to be totally overhauled.