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A reminder for myself from an old Michael Pollan article:
1. Don’t eat anything your great-great-great grandmother wouldn’t recognize as food.
2. Avoid foods containing high-fructose corn syrup (HFCS).
3. Spend more, eat less.
Americans are as addicted to cheap food as we are to cheap...
Thanks for the reminder Jenny and Michael. Seems too simple to be true. But I guess that's the point...
Mississippi River frozen solid, February 1905
Could be worse, Twin Cities?
“All Heaven and Earth Flowered white obliterate… Snow…unceasing snow”
-Hashin
A little haiku to go with this woodblock print from Ando Hiroshige on this snowy day for our friends to the North. The piece, titled “Kambara, Night Snow (Kambara, yoru no yuki)” is no. 16 from the series, Fifty-three Stations of the Tokaido (Tokaido Gojusan Tsugi) from 1834. An original was accessioned into the Cooper-Hewitt National Design Museum and later reproduced in Japanese woodblock prints in the collection of the Cooper-Hewitt Museum published in 1979 and available digitally on our website.
It reads: “The night view of Kambara under heavy snow is one of the most famous prints of the Tokaido series. Three peasants trudge on undeterred by the snow-covered surface of the highway. One figure in geta (wooden sandals) covers his head with a half-closed umbrella. The configuration of village rooftops subtly complements the shape of the distant mountains and closely resembles Hiroshige’s rhythmic treatment of rooflines in other views from this series.”
See the original from the Smithsonian’s online collections search, collections.si.edu.
A snowy GIF and a lovely haiku — happy Friday everyone!
Museum to book to online library collection to gif? The future is here.
I love this blog. Hard to choose which post to re-...
I want these skills.
from-indo-with-love:
My dad collects funny names. The more they fall in the cusp of authentic and outlandish, the better. For what exactly does he do this? So he has a collection of characters to populate his hilarious tales with. Always coming up with fodder for moments in a hilarious sitcom or sctv skit. The man missed his calling as a screenwriter.
First day back at work. None of these people is my baby. #anxioustogethome
The best thing. Ever.
I want/need to nap so badly I'm almost crying. Then, during a session of moving her around to comfort and ease her post-feeding gassiness, she lands here and immediately falls asleep. And with that I'm forfeiting nap, enduring incredible back pain and almost crying from crippling waves of love.
Getting rest before a big day of meeting a bunch of family!
Lifechanges. (A haiku inspired by a moment of rested mom/sleeping baby)
She’s perfect and ours! Small daily changes, what’s next? Can’t wait to find out.
Bed rest.
I tried reading this on a crowded train on my way home from work and I was scaring the people around me with the laugh-sobbing.
Boy if feels good to have a day at work that I would define as "boring". I'm the only one in my department here this afternoon- the only one in my cube block and from the lack of competition with the white noise machines, I'd say I'm one of the few attending work this afternoon on my floor.
So, I thought - let's tempt fate and use the company camera to document some things.
The deserted Friday afternoon.
The white noise machines that make worker bees efficient.
The great view from the women's bathroom.
My view of my new shoes and growing shoe-view barrier.
ASPCA eat your heart out
I just had a wild afternoon of rescuing a baby squirrel (literally the size of a hamster) from some nasty crows with the assistance of my 75 year old German neighbor, Heinz. It was kind of a nice heart awakening. I don’t like squirrels, but anything in baby-form should have a chance. It was sooo cute! I was first trying to shoo it out of the road and it had no fear of me -started climbing up my shoe. I thought -“maybe I could raise it and surly would have a little brother”. It could keep surly entertained by running just slightly out of reach then surly could do his part by giving it rides on his back! Alas, it is now in my neighbor’s dog carrier where he is no doubt trying to feed it milk until animal control comes.
Who doesn't love hilarious cat stuff. Believe me - this little gif will get me through my day tomorrow. I'm guessing 8 hits from yours truly in the first hour I'm at my desk tomorrow.
Even though I stopped freelancing 1.5 years ago I am still haunted from time to time by old freelance clients. For the most part I don’t mind, it’s good to do a little extra work and catch up with the good people from my past. But there is one client. The one client that single-handedly drove me...
My new crush. This song haunts and exhilarates me. I'm fascinated by his pink lips and ruby red mouth. The inside of his mouth gets rubier when he's done being painted. Perhaps I'm drawn to his mouth because it holds its own when hitting the loud, high notes - his lips kind of ripple and it has the overall affect of yearny emotional dreaminess.
I also think I like this song/video because it's one of the only where he shows up without clay-mation body parts and muppety supporting actors. Would that his show in Minneapolis were not sold out. *sigh*
He's a younger Phil Collins. Similar range, melodramatic synth, strong facial bone structure, puppety creatures used in videos.
Truthfully, I'm admitting a triple-crush: Wally De Backer, this song, and Phil Collins.
The power of the keystroke
How long have we been using email as the main method of communication for personal and professional business? For me, its probably been 15 years. I’m becoming less and less of a ‘phone’ person and am increasingly depending on email to document, reference and schedule my work and fun. I’m currently averaging 20 emails day (granted, some of them are one word responses) and spend a chunk of my week curating my inbox into a streamlined system that facilitates order in a world of chaos.
Yeah. I’m that person.
Whatever your email culture, I’m guessing what I have to share will patently surprise and delight. I have been emailing with (wait for it) MY DOCTOR! Granted, there's a somewhat navigable on-line system in place through Allina clinics that allows for faceless/phone-call less appointment making, test results getting and general correspondence. But the other day I sent out an email into the ether of that system (a general info@... kind of thing) and lo and behold I had a back and forth with my doctor about some health concerns that spanned 24 hours!
Some of this is due to her dedication and personality - she is fantastic - but it also falls into the category of "about damn time"!
I'm going to try not to take advantage of it, but I'm already excited about how many embarrassing phone conversations at work this is going to save me.
