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There are other things going on in life besides cutting cords. One that is going on, despite every prayer to the contrary, is winter. Friday (as in the 6th of fucking April), as I trudged around between two court hearings in downtown Buffalo, I got to witness this sight out the window of the Fountain Plaza Starbucks:
The place across the street, which I've raved about before for their egg creams, is named for soda jerks, but on this occasion I felt it more fitting for the local weather forecasters. Eleanor was home doing no better, facing this as she considered taking a bike ride:
Yesterday was down to just a few stray flakes, but when I left with the dog for the Parp! this morning, it was coming down again in full force, sticking and making everybody mizzable. Well, almost everybody: sometimes an order of a double-double coffee is all you need:
They were out of cawwots, though.
The official dog park turned out to have been re-closed for their annual spring cleanup (the previous one of two weeks closed having been done in by another four weeks of on-and-off snow), so we wound up at the unofficial canine grounds of Amherst State Park. Had it almost entirely to ourselves, and Ebony's sleeping it off even now, four hours after getting home.
While she's been reclining (and fixing to eat stray human underwear), I put in some quiet time working at my office and then laying in bagels for the week. Emily called and was immediately jealous, because you can't get a good bagel in Virginia. (You have grits and Waffle House! You knew what you were signing up for!) I finally got the details on the new job she found there. It's doing mostly field work, with some auditing, for a non-profit there called HumanKind. Rooted in the Presbyterian Church, it's now a more secular agency running group homes and all other kinds of needed human services in eastern VA. She'll be doing a lot of training, visiting and general running round (speaking of running, this agency runs their local Turkey Trot;). They will be providing full benefits, as well as access to transportation beyond Kermit The Hybrid for much of the travel. It's an amazing combination of using the two skill sets she's picked up in the four years since getting her degree.
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Yesterday, I was the one doing more of the reclining in the afternoon. Most of my scheduled workouts are for just under an hour, but they offer a couple a week, mostly on the weekends, for 90 minutes at the same price for the truly insane. I decided to sign up for one, not knowing what it was until it was too late to cancel without being charged. Most of these classes have you do anywhere from 200 to, at most, 1000 meters of rowing, usually broken into chunks of no more than 600 at a time. Yesterday's? Right off the bat, 2000 meters- plus two returns to the rower in the final 30 minutes. The rest of the workout wasn't anything to sneeze at, either- but I was proud that I stuck with it, even finishing the 2000 in under the allotted time for it and beating my distance on the last shorter one compared to the second-to-last one before it.
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In entertainment not within these walls, we were supposed to see Death of Stalin last Sunday night, but Eleanor had had a pretty intense day and she begged out. The cinema was nice enough to let us use her Fandango-purchased ticket for another show, so we may do that later today for that film or Love, Simon which is now also playing there. I found Stalin to be great fun, in the blackest of black-comedy senses. Seeing Steve Buscemi and Michael Palin, among other Anglo/American actors, playing at 50s Soviets in full dress but in their own accents, was surreal- but so, I'm told, were the 50s in general.
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The Mets won all but one of the games they played last week. I only got to see two of them on the ::SHUT UP ABOUT THE THING, RAY:: , but the games are all on radio on my phone and they're on national television tonight, so I'm not in complete withdrawal just yet. The Sabres' season is now blessedly over, as they racked up one final loss last night, so we now have two drafts- theirs and the Bills- to look forward to locally. The Red Wings and Bisons have now been snowed out two days straight, so who knows if they will ever get going.
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I'm now up to two days on the road this week- tomorrow and Wednesday- so I'd best get a bit of a recline in myself before the week begins.
The place across the street, which I've raved about before for their egg creams, is named for soda jerks, but on this occasion I felt it more fitting for the local weather forecasters. Eleanor was home doing no better, facing this as she considered taking a bike ride:
Yesterday was down to just a few stray flakes, but when I left with the dog for the Parp! this morning, it was coming down again in full force, sticking and making everybody mizzable. Well, almost everybody: sometimes an order of a double-double coffee is all you need:
They were out of cawwots, though.
The official dog park turned out to have been re-closed for their annual spring cleanup (the previous one of two weeks closed having been done in by another four weeks of on-and-off snow), so we wound up at the unofficial canine grounds of Amherst State Park. Had it almost entirely to ourselves, and Ebony's sleeping it off even now, four hours after getting home.
While she's been reclining (and fixing to eat stray human underwear), I put in some quiet time working at my office and then laying in bagels for the week. Emily called and was immediately jealous, because you can't get a good bagel in Virginia. (You have grits and Waffle House! You knew what you were signing up for!) I finally got the details on the new job she found there. It's doing mostly field work, with some auditing, for a non-profit there called HumanKind. Rooted in the Presbyterian Church, it's now a more secular agency running group homes and all other kinds of needed human services in eastern VA. She'll be doing a lot of training, visiting and general running round (speaking of running, this agency runs their local Turkey Trot;). They will be providing full benefits, as well as access to transportation beyond Kermit The Hybrid for much of the travel. It's an amazing combination of using the two skill sets she's picked up in the four years since getting her degree.
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Yesterday, I was the one doing more of the reclining in the afternoon. Most of my scheduled workouts are for just under an hour, but they offer a couple a week, mostly on the weekends, for 90 minutes at the same price for the truly insane. I decided to sign up for one, not knowing what it was until it was too late to cancel without being charged. Most of these classes have you do anywhere from 200 to, at most, 1000 meters of rowing, usually broken into chunks of no more than 600 at a time. Yesterday's? Right off the bat, 2000 meters- plus two returns to the rower in the final 30 minutes. The rest of the workout wasn't anything to sneeze at, either- but I was proud that I stuck with it, even finishing the 2000 in under the allotted time for it and beating my distance on the last shorter one compared to the second-to-last one before it.
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In entertainment not within these walls, we were supposed to see Death of Stalin last Sunday night, but Eleanor had had a pretty intense day and she begged out. The cinema was nice enough to let us use her Fandango-purchased ticket for another show, so we may do that later today for that film or Love, Simon which is now also playing there. I found Stalin to be great fun, in the blackest of black-comedy senses. Seeing Steve Buscemi and Michael Palin, among other Anglo/American actors, playing at 50s Soviets in full dress but in their own accents, was surreal- but so, I'm told, were the 50s in general.
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The Mets won all but one of the games they played last week. I only got to see two of them on the ::SHUT UP ABOUT THE THING, RAY:: , but the games are all on radio on my phone and they're on national television tonight, so I'm not in complete withdrawal just yet. The Sabres' season is now blessedly over, as they racked up one final loss last night, so we now have two drafts- theirs and the Bills- to look forward to locally. The Red Wings and Bisons have now been snowed out two days straight, so who knows if they will ever get going.
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I'm now up to two days on the road this week- tomorrow and Wednesday- so I'd best get a bit of a recline in myself before the week begins.