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Laser Light Cannon of the Day #2619

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Day_2619

A Laser Light Cannon grows in our back alley, waiting to defend our planet from whatever villains might descend from the sky. I passed it several times over the course of the day as we whittled down a mountain of dirty laundry that’s accumulated over the last couple weeks.

Laurel received a rejection email from the company she interviewed at on Friday. She was really excited about working there, and from her conversations with them it seemed like they were also really excited about her joining them as well, so it seemed like getting the ∆ob offer would only be a formality. The email was a typical featureless rejection, a thank-you-for-your-time without any explanation. After things seemed to be going so well, I think Laurel felt betrayed.

To keep her mind off things, we watched a lot of cartoons today – the same ones we’ve been watching for about as long as we’ve been together. They’ve both gotten to rather intense parts in the story, so we had lots of adventures to go through together this evening.

Laurel has a meeting about another job tomorrow. I hope this one gives her what she wants.

greed battle

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November 24, 2015 at 12:40 am

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Field of the Day #2526

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Field of the Day #2526

The field outside our back door is sprinkled with tiny pink flowers, but only at the edges; the center of the field is a colorless desert. Still it’s lovely to look out at them at the end of the day, when the light has sunk northward.

I wonder how the light here changes over the course of a year. We have a tiny climate to explore here – just moving a few blocks put us in a different ecosystem.

cake for you

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August 22, 2015 at 11:47 pm

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Pollinator of the Day #2508

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Pollinator of the Day #2508

The newest lens to ride in my pocket weighs a little heavily, but it does a fine job at peering at close things, which is what’s important.

The sun was tasty on the way back this afternoon, and when I stooped to look closer at these tiny flowers, I found that someone else had discovered them as well. She explores them in a different dimension than I do, something rich in chemical sculptures, and she can immerse herself in the bouquet much more fully than I can.

I get to admire her iridescent sheen and the crimson of her eyes, as well, though, so I am happy with my lot.

it breaks my heart

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August 4, 2015 at 10:53 pm

Cog of the Day #2431

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Cog of the Day #2431

I went to an early lunch with Jeff and his work friend, whose name I didn’t entirely catch but would be an appropriate name for a dragon who commands the rain. The café where we met let me order online with an interactive sandwich constructor, complete with automatically updating nutrition facts; I dropped the mushrooms and added slices of green apple, which I probably wouldn’t have done if I’d had to make the order vocally.

At the café, sandwich in hand, I saw Cordelia at the other register, collecting a meal for her own coworkers. It’s been almost two years since I last talked to her, and having that time folder back into the present moment made for a peculiar mental twist. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I said hello; she was equally baffled, and rushed off to deliver the food after we both gestured in the direction of our workplaces.

I ate lunch with Jeff and the rain dragon and met her husband, whose name is Gavin. I only barely believed that was a name when Laurel called me it two years ago, and when I was introduced to a real, live Gavin time folded over on itself again – more gently, this time.

My camera sat next to me over lunch, but between eating and speaking there are few options to actually take a photo without shattering the moment, so it rested quietly the whole time, and I took only a few haphazard snapshots on the brisk walk back to work.

I finished my last book yesterday and hadn’t decided on another one yet, so on the ride home I just stood on the train, arms crossed, and wondered about the other riders. It’s very easy to see a stranger and imagine that you know what they’re like; the truth is always far too complicated to invent. A mother sat with her son on her lap, smiling and talking to him in a low voice while he called out in response. They looked so happy, and I wanted to send her a smile as I left the train, but decided it would be better not to pop their bubble by trying to make eye contact.

I walked home slowly and felt like a piece of the universe. When I passed this flower resting its head on a leaf it caught my attention; I walked past and then retraced my steps, which may have bewildered the man walking behind me.

Tonight Leo asked me to write some lyrics so he can write a song. I’m not sure if I have it in me, but the words will come out if they are there.

in the powers of the earth

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May 19, 2015 at 11:48 pm

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Bloom of the Day #2399

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Bloom of the Day #2399

I seem to enjoy the changing seasons for a few moments at a time, noticing the brighter sunlight in the morning, the flowers on the way home, and then carrying on with the same business I would do any time of the year. The world deserves more attention than that, but even those moments make the day feel richer.

I took this photo just to send to Laurel, since she was still at work and I was almost home. The technological magic of that – sharing something I’m experiencing in the moment with someone miles away – is still my favorite thing about smart phones. We carry little portals in our pockets; they’re too small to fit through, but still make everyone feel so much closer.

whirling classical something

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April 17, 2015 at 10:21 pm

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Galaxy of the Day #2392

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Galaxy of the Day #2392

We are all made of tiny universes, of course, but some of us like to sing this truth aloud to the world. While walking home I was pulled into the infinite blackness of space that this flower held within its petals; stars littered each radiating wing, and at its core glowed the same invincible light found at the center of galaxies. We can be sure that tiny civilizations have risen up across the plant, and make generations-long journeys across, hoping to discover like-minded strangers.

ikana canyon

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April 11, 2015 at 12:22 am

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Photo of the Day #2136

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Photo of the Day #2136

Just a scatterbrained snapshot today. Starting a week from now my days will be packed with code, so I should really be trying to find as much color in the time remaining as I can; but my thoughts have been flitting to and fro with all the things I need to have done, and it’s been hard to focus on enjoying any particular thing.

These glumly-lit flowers surprised me when they bloomed, bursting out of modest brown buds, and it seems they stay open even when night falls, casting out their molecular music around the clock. They still look a bit like aliens to me, like the eyes or ears of something mostly buried beneath the concrete.

humming

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July 28, 2014 at 10:59 pm

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