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Photo of the Day #2295

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Photo of the Day #2295

Alina wanted to take some cheesy photos before leaving Rosie’s today, so we had a whole round of it, using three different cameras until people were almost sick of posing.

These visits are so rare now, and today’s was so short. Arrangements with friends have been a matter of rationing time, as if we were going through some sort of temporal famine; we can only be together so briefly before going off to the next obligation for the day.

I suppose this is a common thing as you get older, getting to know more people and finding more interests. You can’t find time for everyone, and if you try to make it you stretch yourself thin.

Sam was in town this week, and I forgot to get back to him about meeting him in San Francisco yesterday. I need to remember to apologize, at least.

Busy, busy, busy.

hyrule castle

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January 3, 2015 at 11:54 pm

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Pasta of the Day #2103

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Pasta of the Day #2013

For a while last year Alina and I were visiting Rosie every week, often passing the evenings with biscuits and movies. That little tradition came and went, and it’s become a rare thing again for me to see the two of them.

But today I biked up the long curving hill to Rosie’s, my heart beating like it needed to be, and we had a few short hours together before an early Tomorrow called us home.

We used to talk about living in a flying castle, free to read all the books we liked, to create whatever came to mind, to cook delicious things. That was the most fanciful of Somedays, floating off in the aether; hopefully it’s been claimed in a universe or two.

I’ll be with you

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June 25, 2014 at 11:26 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.


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.


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

Hat of the Day #1825

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Hat of the Day #1825

Rosie’s house is currently the aquarium for a visiting heliumfish, who drifts about the living room with glittering scales, slowly deflating. It enjoys kisses and gently devouring human heads, and happily floated around as we talked into the night.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen Rosie, though a few months ago the three of us were meeting just about weekly. Tradition and routine can change so quickly sometimes.

the shameful last minute

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September 21, 2013 at 1:58 am

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Hug of the Day #1736

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Hug of the Day #1736

Rosie and Alina are faceless from slight motions here, but this half-backwards hug still holds all of its hug powers. People would be happier if they hugged as easily as these two, I think.

Returning home tonight, I biked through the beginnings of the rainclouds striking tomorrow. Lamppost-born crepuscular rays thrived in the thick mist, every source of light exultant and soft.

I feel so strange tonight, like a rubber band after it’s been snapped across the room, or an overcharged battery pack, or a sunburned clover leaf, or a river flooded with snowmelt and drained by a growing village. It’s not pleasant or unpleasant, but something to savor, and I’m curious about how sleep will transmute it.

tell me things to make me blush

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June 24, 2013 at 3:14 am

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Beam of the Day #1634

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Beam of the Day #1634

Rosie has a really genuine smile, and it’s hard not to respond in kind when she beams at you.

My social circle is a bit smaller now than it was a few years ago, but of the last eight days, I was able to spent seven at least partly with friends. Life is good, really, and I’m fortunate to have them.

The sudden return of Spring has had me a bit worried – Winter slipped away so quickly, and time felt so fleeting – but I think the sun will make things a bit better.


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March 14, 2013 at 2:37 am

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Festivity of the Day #1631

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Festivity of the Day #1631

Rosie’s birthday party brought people together into a larger crew than I’ve seen in a while. We’re mellow people and it was a mellow affair, and we spent most of the time just eating snack foods and talking about things – music, education, notions of future dream jobs, cartwheels.

These are good people and it was nice to see them; it makes me wish we were as connected as we used to be.

no one else that knows me like you do

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March 11, 2013 at 2:35 am