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The bambina came home sick from school today.
Discovered that today is literally the first day of Achewood’s return so let’s gooooooooo
(Achewood is foundational for Meghan and me, but not without its problems, as discussed at ridiculous length by the Brain Tape podcast.)
Finished reading The Outskirter’s Secret by Rosemary Kirstein. Confirms the Le Guin vibes I got from the first book: ecology and sociology are core to the story.
Tonight’s kitchen victory: huli huli chicken, first time using the grill this year.
After evicting the huge spider from the house, I had a half-finger of scotch.
Went with Mom, Meghan, and the bambina to Magnuson Park.
Mowed the lawn, first time this year.
Finished reading The Steerswoman by Rosemary Kirstein. A kind of a fantasy novel about a group of (mostly) women who gather and share knowledge, and a group of (mostly) men who hoard it, this feels like the kind of story that a younger Ursula K. Le Guin might have written.
Finished reading The Echo Wife by Sarah Gailey. I read it compulsively, but it was really hard, about sexism and abuse and surviving them. It didn’t help that the protagonist — or at least the narrator, maybe she’s not the protagonist — is not especially likeable. I’m glad I read this, but I can’t easily recommend it.
It’s been a little while since I’ve posted here. All is well.
Finished reading Saving Time by Jenny Odell. I read it slowly and sporadically, as I do with a lot of nonfiction, and I’m not sure what to make of it. There seem to be some deep insights about how we perceive time and how parts of it are a social construction, along with digressions about labor and inequity that Odell manages to pull back to the main topic, along with bits that feel a little too woo-woo for me.
Walked from Northgate to tonight’s game at Nathan’s: 17k steps, nine miles, 3⅓ hours (including a bit of indecision at Chuck’s).
Meghan and I got far enough into the bathroom sink drain to realize we need to call a plumber. Fortunately we know a good one.