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Pirate Quest

In case you weren’t aware, we celebrate my birthday on Wednesday this year, June 4th. My birthday is not actually on June 4th, but that’s the day I’ve chosen to celebrate it. I think I’ve finally gotten everyone on board with the idea.

This year’s event is on the Saturday after, and is a bit bigger than previous affairs. It’s the culmination of two years’ worth of home building, having moved in two years ago August. It’s the first time that Berta will be inviting work people over for anything. I’ve been inviting everyone I meet to come hang out. We’re inviting our neighbors all over, too, which is long overdue - I think they secretly think we’re weird for not having done so already. So it’s not just for my birthday, although that’s how the date was chosen, but also just a general summer party, probably the biggest one we’ll throw for a while.

As a result of such the event, we’ve arranged for some special food and events. We ordered a pig from Brandywine Picnic Park. Just today I obtained a small moonbounce for the kids to play on/in. Berta got lamp oil for use in my flaming juggling equipment. I even ordered more than a few miracle fruit for our guests to try, although I’ve not heard anything yet about their delivery, so I hope they arrive in time or I’m going to have a lot of miracle fruit to eat by myself.

But one thing that’s been occupying some significant mental time lately is the Pirate Quest.

Smelly Things

We’re trying to get things ready at the house for the BBQ next Saturday (if you haven’t RSVP’ed yet, you’re almost too late. If you know me and you didn’t get an invitation, I must not have your email or it got caught as spam, because I invited everyone, so RSVP anyway.), and although Berta is doing a great job of spiffing things up, we still have the perennial issue with the garage entry area. Between the powder room with the diapers and the litter box for the cats, that area is expectedly a little bit more smelly than I’d like.

Combined with an interest to obtain the usual supplies to take care of that, I also noticed that I was running low on deodorant. Nothing like making the house smell nice and then not smelling very fresh myself. So I decided it was prudent to make a quick grocery run at lunch time to pick up some of these items.

Lazyweb: Mission Space

A few weeks ago, I ordered what I thought would let me connect my camera to my telescope for a little night-sky photography. Taking effective photos of the night sky with a digital camera has long been something I wanted to do. Sadly, the ring I ordered does not fit the bill.

I’ve been trying to figure this out for quite some time now, but there really isn’t a single place that explains the process completely and gives you instructions for accomplishing the task. So here’s the deal.

Flipping Out

Abby and Riley were trying to do handstands on the gymnastics mat in the family room. I guess maybe Riley got tired or forgot what to do at a later point, and had an amusing little faceplant.

For Want of a Grease Pencil

Staring at the walls in the office is not conducive to constructing posts. I’m not sure how I’ve even managed the last 9-10 years worth of posts. You’d think I’d run out of material.

I was mentioning to someone the other day that I paradoxically - since the walls are plain white and small - have a lot of good ideas while in the shower. I had another one of those days today. I must have come up with three or four solid ideas about things I wanted to blog, but simply lost them upon setting foot outside the bathroom. Less dramatically, we had plans immediately after I showered this morning, so I didn’t really have a chance to act on my ideas.