A bunch of police cars swarmed around a house just a few doors up the street this evening.
A bunch of police cars swarmed around a house just a few doors up the street this evening.
Tonight’s kitchen victory: Japanese (or Japanese-esque) pork belly buns.
Getting close to finishing my hacky posting interface for this here Blurt! site.
The dude and I went over to Greg’s to play Magic with his son. We all had a good time; the dude won with a particularly intricate, fiddly deck.
Now to unfuck the kitchen.
Mom and Greg and Jocelyn and the kids came over for Christmas. I overcommitted this year, but it still ended up joyful, to use a clichéd word that nevertheless fits perfectly.
Walked to Bothell this morning: three hours, nine miles, almost 18k steps. (Of course, it was raining the whole way.)
Really satisfying CSS hacking this afternoon.
Today is my first day of vacation, more than two weeks’ worth.
Tonight’s kitchen victory: The dude and I made linguine Alfredo.
Finished reading These Burning Stars by Bethany Jacobs. I almost put the book down early, when it repeatedly poked at a stylistic peeve of mine, but Jacobs’s writing stepped up just in time, and I enjoyed the rest of the book to the end.
The oven stopped working yesterday. Dinner could be salvaged, but we need to decide whether to repair or replace.
Mom came over and hung out while we set up our Christmas tree.
Today’s kitchen victory: butter chicken with naan, and far Breton.