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Sip of the Day #2310

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Sip of the Day #2310

Kate has done quite a bit of photography, working on both sides of the lens, but she still became aa bit self-conscious when I prepared to take her photo. There is a difference, clearly, between studio photography and spontaneous shots taken over dinner.

Kate and Aaron had a little potluck tonight, since Aaron is starting a semester at SF State. Only Anton, Kate’s internship friend and I made it out; our parties have shrunk quite a bit in the last few years, as people scatter and their time is devoured by Life. We all talked for a few hours and ate good things while Norwegian Slow TV played on someone’s laptop.

A nice night, but hopefully the spring will bring more populous picnics.

I’ll come back to you someday
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January 18, 2015 at 11:19 pm

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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

Fire of the Day #1763

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Fire of the Day #1763

Kate held a little potluck and bonfire with friends tonight. Though only Aaron, Laura and I could come, it was a lovely evening. Kate made, from scratch, a marvelous pizza featuring zucchini and tomato grown in her own garden, and the fire was built from wood scraps provided by a friend’s woodworking parents. At the edge of the starry fire pit is the night’s survivor, a fortunate piece of wood spared for its resemblance to a stargazing penguin. Several other planks and bits of kindling were reduced to smoke, including an ancient piece of broken fence that still contained tree sap. As the flames crept along its length, the sap melted, dripped, frothed and boiled – a curious and slightly gruesome remnant of life I’d never seen before in firewood.

Laura seems to lose her voice once a year, and so came to us tonight nearly silent. She couldn’t resist sharing her experiences teaching kids, and whispered stories of insight and drama over the fire.

Though we missed our other friends, the night went rather well; perhaps more can come along next time.

the embers smoke on the ground

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July 21, 2013 at 3:10 am

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Polymer of the Day #1729

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Polymer of the Day #1729

Here’s a small sample of a cuddle polymer – an ordered, infinitely extendable chain of cuddlefolk. With each unit lying perpendicular to the previous one, head resting on tummy, the polymer can potentially stretch for miles, covering entire meadows in a stable cuddle configuration. Known for their ability to conduct affection long distances, cuddle polymers are a tremendous boon to the sentimental sciences; with the potential to raise spirits and strengthen bonds, they’re certain to be of great benefit to humanity in coming years.

We’re hoping to bring more links on later days, but it was wonderful to see even this small chain.

live in salt for leaving

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June 17, 2013 at 2:04 am

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Puzzle of the Day #1561

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Puzzle of the Day #1561

As Mackenzie and Laura pondered over the surprisingly difficult reassembly of a puzzle ring, we remarked on the amusing faces people make as they try to work something out. When I pointed the camera at Laura, she became aware of her face, which brought this smile into being. I tried the puzzle myself, spending several minutes idly flipping the four pieces through each other; when I tried to reason through it, arranging the rings deliberately, it seemed like there wasn’t any possible way to solve it.

But the point is in the journey, Mackenzie said, so it’s fine if we never reached our destination. That’s our given excuse, anyway.

I almost didn’t go to this New Year’s Eve-Eve Halloween party, as I’ve been drifting away from this circle and starting to feel a little out of place with them, but it was really nice to see people today. Laura made a page in the blue book, thoughtful as always, reflecting on her job as a tutor and how it gives her a new perspective on who we were in high school. I miss our conversations from early in high school, when we tried to figure out how people and the world worked – I don’t talk about those things much anymore.

plastic people

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December 31, 2012 at 3:52 am

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Blueprint of the Day #1435

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Kate has aspirations of building a small (very small) museum, so she collected a few of us together to help design the building. None of us have a mind for architecture, though – inventing interesting geometries is almost as hard for me as creating melodies from scratch – so we dithered about for quite a while trying to come up with a floor plan and a roof. Kate is hoping for something like a modern museum, with peculiar abstract shapes that look almost like they don’t belong in the real world, but it needs to be something she could feasibly build, as well.

We looked online for museum blueprints, hoping to find inspiration, and Mackenzie’s search produced this image of the Millenium Falcon. We thought it silly at the time, but a building shaped like that ship might work quite well…

It’s so easy to fantasize about big ideas – scenes for your story, rules for your card game, outrageous coconut-related deaths for your tongue-in-cheek horror film – and so difficult to bring them to fruition. Our minds fill in the gaps, like the background in a dream, and when we try to actually create these things we are suddenly stuck drawing out the details we’d never considered.

It takes dedication to do big things. Even very small big things. I hope Kate finds her inspiration – it would be wonderful to see her idea come to life.

but it’s of her I dream

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August 27, 2012 at 1:16 am

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Picnic of the Day #1414

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Myles lent me his camera today, but it grew frightened in the arms of the tree, so my phone captured this view. My experience with Tree 9 trained me well for this ascent, though the prevalence of sap and lichen was something new. Though the day began cold and grey, a swift wind carried away the clouds, and I swayed with the trees as the sky transformed.

Rosie organized this lovely picnic, bringing together friends who have been scattered too far apart for too long.

These are people who are good to each other, who have known each other for a long time, and it was wonderful to spend time with them today. I hope more such gatherings are forthcoming.

And tonight we have landed new eyes on Mars. The planning and delicate work involved in getting there safely are phenomenal, and I am so proud of these accomplishments humanity has made. The universe is waiting for us to solve it.

the shape of things to come

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August 6, 2012 at 12:39 am