Who needs sleep?

I didn't sleep at all last night. Teach me to read Deborah Tannen at bedtime - pumps my blood pressure right up.

The bus I got on this morning turned around at Union Square.

To my surprise, I had a reasonably productive day at work today. On the way home I stopped @ Crate & Barrel to get some dish scrubbers, and on impulse I went across the street to Macy's. As I went in, I was saying to myself, 'you won't find anything, and you'll just get all het up again. Bittermumblemoan.' To my vast surprise, I found clothes worth buying. Seems a negative attitude produces good results for me.

Then the bus I got on to go home broke down two blocks past Union Square...


Today's earrings: abalone footballs

Bedtime reading: Maskerade, Terry Pratchett

Pretty colors

Dinner at M's: M has painted her living room a lovely shade of pale taupe, and she wanted to show it off. We had baked chicken, dinosaur polenta, and a really good salad S made with kumquats, gorgonzola, and candied nuts, among other things. I've never had kumquat before. I've been missing out. We played pick-up sticks and hearts. Then S and I hit the North Berkeley Target. Consumerist heaven. Or perhaps, consumerist purgatory. (They were missing several of the items on S's list, and did not carry my brand of shampoo.)

The view, coming back across the bridge at sunset, was spectacular. No fog, and just a few scarlet clouds on the western horizon. The bay sapphire blue. The GG silhouetted in gold. Light enough to see the detail of Coit Tower, and just dark enough to see that it was lit up. Lights in the buildings... and I get to live here.


Today's purchases:
8" fry pan
12 pack Ivory soap w/ aloe
1/2 gallon cranberry juice

Today's earrings: abalone footballs
Bedtime reading: Foundation and Empire, Isaac Asimov

OK, so that Stacy is a piece of work. "They'll be lucky if they get fed"? I don't care that she had the good idea of voting off Edgardo, she's still functionally a remora. She is Wannbe, not Queen Bee. Her pampered ass does not get to say what camp life is like.

Strategery, Ho! They finally did one of those split vote things, which was nice. And for maybe the first time ever, a desperation vote against an ally had an effect on the immediate vote. Good on Alex, I guess. Prisoner's Dilemma in action.

But Backstab Boy might want to keep his mouth shut about other people's honor, or lack thereof. He gets to the final two ways: 1) he wins a whole bunch of consecutive immunities, or 2) he talks Stacy, Boo, and Dreamz into voting out Earl next ep. I don't think he can win all that many ICs. And talking up how the mean rats & snakes have mistreated him might queer his pitch with Stacy & Dreamz, who are the vermin in question, and Boo doesn't seem like the type to find whining persuasive. Especially since Cassandra, Earl, and Yau Man haven't broken any promises.

Boo's best move is probably to stick with C/E/Y and know he has to win the last couple immunities - given the jury pool, if he gets to the final vs one or two of them, Boo might take the money. (Be kind of funny if he did, since he's the last "white" person in the game. Kind of like Chris in Vanuatu was the last guy for the longest time, and won.)


Today's earrings: abalone footballs

Bedtime reading: To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee