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Soldiers of the Day #2553

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Soldiers of the Day #2553

Emily arranged another Nerf war today – the first in a very long time, and a sort of triumphant return to shenanigans at the Molecule. Mitch and Clara, both of whom I haven’t seen enough lately, were there; and Mack and Ralph, neither of whom I’ve seen in a long time, made it out as well. Emily herself was off gathering snacks for us when I took this photo, and when she returned we had a long overdue feast there under the molecule: cheese and gouda, dried apples, peanut butter cups, olive oil popcorn, hard cider.

We started with a vague notion to just shoot each other and try not to be shot, and eventually organized a sort of tower-siege game. It turns out that the Molecule is rather difficult to defend, but all the attackers still suffered a number of dramatic deaths before stealing away the defenders’ doomsday device.

Afterwards Laurel and I had nearly everyone over for dinner and games – our first party at this apartment. We had to shuffle around the furniture to seat everyone together, but the makeshift arrangement worked well enough.

It’s so nice to see all these friends again – I feel like I’ve replenished some essential vitamin I’ve been missing for a long time.

I just wanted to be near you
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September 19, 2015 at 12:55 am

Fuchsia of the Day #2351

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Fuchsia of the Day #2351

Myles insisted on being cropped out of this photo, and understandably so; I’d tried to capture a moment where all three members of the couch were laughing, but lost focus and exposure on the subject closest to the foreground. His shoulder remains, so don’t forget his presence.

I’ve seen Clara very little since her last birthday party. More people were able to make it out tonight: Myles and Emily, Faye and Tristan, Kate and Aaron, Imogen and Brendan, Elizabeth, someone named Rachel and her puppet parrot Newton. We ate breads and cheeses, fruits and sweets and chips, and for the first phase of the night I mostly sat and listened to the flow of the conversation. As the party slimmed down, I was able to throw in a few more words myself, and the last of us stayed talking until midnight drew near.

All these people are so sweet.

battlefield

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March 1, 2015 at 12:51 am

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Molecule of the Day #2079

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Molecule of the Day #2079

With blanket and cupcakes, slackline and a massive bowl of fruit, we went out to the park today to meet my friends for a picnic I’d pulled together. For some reason I feel a little silly trying to organize my own birthday party – like I am asking people to celebrate me – but this time I wanted to see a lot of the friends who’ve drifted away over the years, and to see what kinds of reactions arise when my different circles of friends interact.

There’s a certain natural tendency at this kind of event, when strangers are brought together, for them to separate back into their own groups like the layers in a salad dressing. This left me fretting a little at one point, wondering if people were comfortable. Eventually, though, a number them mixed together on this glassy structure, talking and swinging and throwing kooshes, and everyone got along quite nicely.

There are so many wonderful people I know and want to see more, and it’s so hard to balance everything. Today was lovely, and hopefully this summer I’ll manage to see more of the friends I’ve been missing lately.

logan’s loop

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June 1, 2014 at 11:31 pm

Cake of the Day #1986

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Cake of the Day #1986

Our Berkeley friends are so scattered, but Clara pulled together a handful of us – Tristan, Faye, Myles and Emily – to celebrate her 29th birthday tonight. It was a quiet sort of party, as we’re all quiet people, with an excess of sweets and a long session of Taboo. We talked about a number of things: how France is very protective of their language; what shaving is like and why people do it; gender constructs and transgender incentives; whether birds are dinosaurs; thoughtful books, good romp-ish books and needlessly unpleasant books.

These conversations are good, but I see these people so rarely, and somehow I always miss out on learning what’s happening in their lives. They’re all brilliant, and I hope they’re doing well – and I hope Clara enjoyed her birthday party.

we live half at night

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March 1, 2014 at 2:31 am

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Hours of the Day #1959

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Waking of the Hour #1 (9am)

Hour 1

Good morning! Hourly comid day has come again, and I am free today to capture a moment each hour.

I’m writing this under the blankets, still, but today will be a good day.

choo choo choo-doo

Snooze of the Hour #2 (10am)

Hour 2

Wrapped up in bed, soft and warm, it can be hard to find motivation to step out into the cold. It seems like a lot of life is just trying to reach a point where you can curl up with someone and be happy and calm – why break that feeling when you finally get there?

But there are friends to see and delicious things to eat, so waking is worth it – after a long snooze in bed.

katamari damacy

Breakfast of the Hour #3 (11am)

Hour 3

More friends are coming than expected, so our official breakfast was deferred until later. Until then, we have toast followed by ice cream and chocolate Joe-Joe’s.

(I’ve always liked ice cream but Laurel has perhaps encouraged me to enjoy it more)

And the Internet is here to supplement any meal – autotuned rants or adorable animals, take your pick.

millions and millions of specks

Comics of the Hour #4 (12pm)

Hour 4

Mitch, Kendra and Hannah have joined us! Mitch and Kendra will be comicking our day as well. While they caught up on the morning, Laurel and I rolled up innocent bystanders to transmute them into stars.

The next few hours will be recorded from several different perspectives – it’ll be interesting to see how different the same events might be to each of us.

Hannah’s busy with an essay of sorts, so no comics from her today. She’d do brilliant work as well, to be sure.

angel flavor’s present

Outing of the Hour #5 (1pm)

Hour 5

A quick trek out for snacks and drinks, and back for a proper meal.

Kendra can reach the ceiling here with ease; Laurel used her Nerds Rope stick to do the same, though she recently grew a half inch taller.

We’re all especially conscious of time passing because of these hourly pieces – it makes it feel like the day is passing faster, though we’ll have more to remember from it.

Time to make spaghetti for everyone!

white gold’s properties

Shot of the Hour #6 (2pm)

Hour 6

Tensions grew hot while the pasta boiled, and soon Kendra and Mitch were locked in combat. Kendra was the decided winner, as you can see, but MItch’s injuries weren’t fatal. With food in our bellies, we’ve returned to a civilized society.

nintendo land

View of the Hour #7 (3pm)

Hour 7

While Pearce sets up the slackline and Kendra masterfully collects four-leaf clovers, Mitch climbs into the higher reaches of our anchor tree to get a view of Ohlone.

The air here is chilling my hands, but Laurel’s are still warm.

still the plaza

Spring of the Hour #8 (4pm)

Hour 8

Kendra took to the slackline quite naturally, and Mitch continued his own training with it; Pearce echoed Mitch’s climb into the anchor tree; Laurel built a tiny hut out of sticks and bark; Hannah read Jack Kerouac and, at end, Mitch caught a koosh in his mouth.

poppa zit’s pizza

Catchup of the Hour #9 (5pm)

Hour 9

Mitch and Kendra left behind their notebooks while we went out, so they’re catching up on the last couple hours. Things we winding down here a little, perhaps, but the day’s not over by far.

aboard the drake

Face of the Hour #10 (6pm)

Hour 10

Here Pearce demonstrates his face of fury, powered by frozen mango, as we take down a patchwork Ganon in Nintendo. Frozen fruit has been a staple of Pearce’s strength for a long time – blueberries in particular – and he shared some with each of us as we sat here crowded in the living room.

radioactive, radioactive

Marksman of the Hour #11 (7pm)

Hour 11

Mitch asked us to name elements on our periodic table, then tested his marksmanship by pinning each one with a Nerf dart. Tungsten (wolfram), rutherfordium, iodine – no element is safe from Mitch’s shot.

And so our party departs! Time to shift gears.

don’t worry, do your best

Cast of the Hour #12 (8pm)

Hour 12

Cast change! Here are some old Berkeley friends, and their friends in turn.

mario chase

Shift of the Hour #13 (9pm)

Hour 13

And another change in cast, as we shift from video to board game. Teaching people to play games can be so frenetic sometimes – but it’s nice to see all these people again.

clashing rules

School of the Hour #14 (10pm)

Hour 14

We’re quickly driving these fish to extinction as we build our empires. If there’s anything we can learn from Seven Wonders, it’s that developing a nation can have drastic effects on natural resources.

plaza

Dash of the Hour #15 (11pm)

Hour 15

On to Faye’s German game Ligratto, a speedy sort of deal that plays just like Nerts, which was always a favorite of Anna’s.

Tristan and Faye seem made for each other in a sense – at our group picnics they were always the ones doing spectacular things, ridingn unicycles and juggling. It’s nice to see them together.

bananagram click

Telephone of the Hour #16 (12am)

Hour 16

This last hour we practiced the art of miscommunication in Broken Picture Telephone. Myles made the story more philosophical; I’m rather proud of my ghost walrus doodles.

I’m getting a floaty sort of weariness, so I better head home.

the humans are dead

Ride of the Hour #17 (1am)

Hour 17

The ride up to Rosie’s is a hard trek (though easier than it used to be), but downhill is such fun – the street is smooth and curves gently, and it feels like flowing down a gentle river or gliding in a dream. The lampposts here have a more classical design, and on nights when the fog is heavy everything has a lovely ambience to it.

byebye

Hours of the Hour #18 (2am)

Hour 18

I carried this notebook with me as I went about my day, scrawling each hour’s narrative whenever I didn’t have a keyboard handy. Some of the ink is smeared and hurried, and all these mistakes are soaked into the paper permanently. This last hour was for transcribing and preparing this post, and now the whole day is just about set.

The hope with hourly comic day is to capture a snapshot of your life, but today has been particularly busy – so many people appearing throughout the hours. In the other room several of Brittany’s friends are staying for the evening, but I didn’t ask to include them in this last hour – they’ve probably had busy days as well.

Today felt very different from my last hourly day two years ago, though both were lovely in different sorts of ways. Pearce is the only recurring role between the two; I wonder who will still be here next year.

the darkness of your heart

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February 2, 2014 at 2:59 am

Clay of the Day #1840

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Clay of the Day #1840

Alina’s parties bring together friends from several spheres of her life, but these resulting set of strangers always get along so well. I followed a series of handpainted signs and the growing sound of laughter to find this scene – unconnected people in good cheer, all focused on antics demanded of them by the game. The partygoers I hadn’t met before turned out to be lovely people, as should be expected of Alina’s friends, and despite my initial fatigue from the move I had a wonderful time.

I’m alone in the new apartment tonight – Pearce still needs to bring a few things from home – but the place is quiet and full of potential, and I think we’re going to like it here.

Our internet setup won’t be established for a few days, so this post and the next few will be put up late – though of course I’ll be keeping up on my own. It’s good to get some distance from the Internet now and then, and returning will be something to celebrate.

Happy birthday to Alina! I hope it won’t take another year to see her friends again.

some things that lost their meaning

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October 6, 2013 at 1:50 am

Push of the Day #1775

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Push of the Day #1775

Esther brought her sister along to Bridges today, adding another climber to our growing roster. Clara’s climbed only once or twice before, but she did very well today, topping V1s on her first attempt. She took a few wavering steps on the slackline, as well, quitting immediately afterwards. She may be a natural at both; she needs only to push a little, overcoming her discomfort with heights and working on her balance with patience.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Clara. She and Esther both have teaching aspirations – Clara just returned from teaching in England – and I think they’ll both be fantastic teachers once they find their place.

on the edge of her bed

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August 2, 2013 at 2:26 am

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