Neil Gaiman, Bryan Fuller and American Gods

A fabulous time was had by all. Neil Gaiman came out and introduced the first episode and said it was odd because at most screenings he’s not there and they show a clip of him apologizing for not being there and apologizing for all the blood. After a few minutes he ended with, and sorry about all the blood.

It was quite the tour de force, episode one. The audience gasped and cringed and laughed in all the right places.

Then there was a fifteen minute or so intermission and Neil and Bryan took the stagee to talk about how it all came to be and they had a stack of questions submitted by the audience. Alas they didn’t answer my question but that was good because the other questions were more on topic (except for the ‘it’s my girlfriend’s birthday, so Neil could you wish Stacey a happy birthday?’ which he did) and a lot more interesting.

Only felt lost for a few minutes but I think I was ok and once I got the maps thing going I was back on track right away so if I was lost it was easier than what I thought it should have been.

NaPoWriMo Day 2

Bear with me while I expound a mite. The suggestion from NaPoWriMo/FB was “Today’s Prompt: Write a poem inspired by your favorite painting or piece of art (feel free to post that image with your poem)”

On the website, the challenge was “write a poem inspired by, or in the form of, a recipe! It can be a recipe for something real, like your grandmother’s lemon chiffon cake, or for something imaginary, like a love potion or a spell.”

Sorry, didn’t quite do either of those but was perhaps inspired by the first. I call bonus points for a Latin title!

Nullae apologiae

I am fond of my tools. No apologies.
I have made others swear
not to touch my scissors.
I am loathe to let the unwashed
use my cast iron pans.
This is not to say that I care for all
my tools equally. That would be a lie.
Many tools are just here
because of something broken,
something that required a
larger pry bar or higher step.
But my real tools… Continue reading

Tea Tag FTW – in for the night

Mom and I are watching the weather, catching pokemon and came prepared to do some serious coloring

A Pleasant Surprise

Today I bought a few doodads for this new MacBook Pro’s USB-C/Thunderbolt3 ports. The ethernet adaptor – just feel like if it’s only rarely useful I’m ok with it. The SD card adaptor – will get used a lot. A tiny SSD drive with a LOT of space which let me take off all the current photos that had gotten moved from the other MBP and feel like I got a fresh start. Not really of course but I’m still good with it.

The cable on that tiny SSD drive turned out to be exactly the one I’d wondered if I could get for my more traditional Time Machine drive for this machine! So that was a happy bonus. One cable to rule them all.

Something Only I Knew?

If you’re like me, you often sneak off to Urban Dictionary and Google to uncover what various shorthand acronyms mean. I usually take a stab at figuring them out myself before looking. Sometimes I’m right, sometimes my guess is far off the mark.

The other day at work I said something like “don’t get snowed by that” and was met with puzzled looks and a “what does that mean?” I thought they meant what did I mean by the whole sentence but in fact they had never heard that bit of idiom. Ha! I said, usually I’m looking up those letters mixed in with tweets and posts to see what they mean – maybe you should look up ‘get snowed’!

We had a little discussion about it – snowed like “snowed in” covered with snow vs the cocaine-intoxicated-related references vs “snowed under“. I thought – wonder when that came about – surely it predates the cocaine-laden 80’s… Mainly though I was amazed that I could say something that made people wonder – what the heck does that mean???

for the record, from The Cambridge Dictionary, snowed:

snow  verb us
snow verb (DECEIVE)

[ T ] infml to deceive someone with charming, persuasive talk:
This guy is very smooth and can snow anybody.

Wednesday

And it wasn’t a bad day, my second day back to work. I do feel rusty at work but that will pass. It’s nice to feel missed. Towards the end of the day I found a lady sitting and watching people while her husband and son were doing something. She said I’d sold her an iPhone and we were chatting. Somehow I mentioned I’d just come back from Wales and she was so excited so I pulled up the flickr.com album and let her go through some of the photos while I went here and there looking after customers. She was very interested and her husband was amazed that I’d gotten her to use a mac computer! I told him I used the right carrot.

Got an extra charger for the new laptop so I can leave one in the car. Might seem like a frivolous expense but I found over the last few years that it was well worth it. One less thing to carry around, and one less worry about forgetting it when going off to NaNoWriMo group etc. It’s in the trunk!

At lunch time today I wrote a poem that I’d started in the car the other day. Turned out pretty good on first pass I think. This is the first year that I haven’t strictly won NaNoWriMo, but I knew I’d be doing a “rebel” year, going off to Wales for two weeks in the month. I did go to a writer’s workshop while there AND I visited some of the places in my on-going story so RESEARCH people, RESEARCH!

A few people asked about the writing workshop which I’ll write more about in another post.

A Little Help From…

our friends over at Applecare.

You know we recommend contacting Applecare a lot. After I did the data migration to my new computer the Mail program (granted not the most robust or satisfying thing in the Apple stable of software) would not open. Nothing.

I tried a few things, knowing I could always erase and do it from scratch but geesh. I have a lot of mail filters/rules that I would have to set up again. So, I took a shot at doing an Applecare chat.

I explained in the first chat message that I’d done a time machine migration and that mail wouldn’t open, it just hung. My second message was probably gold to the eyes on the other side of the screen: “so I created a test user and Mail opened fine there.”

The tech had me dis-enable all my mail accounts and try re-opening mail. Then after I sent him a screenshot (how’d she do that so fast, they probably wondered) of the pop up message we went ahead and imported the mail. Then went into Mail preferences and re-enabled all the accounts. I even managed to call the message viewer window the correct name!

Voila! Mail! While I was waiting for the chat to begin I looked at Photos – yup there and working, and iTunes – ditto. So now I’m good to mess around with the new computer!

mail? mail to import?