Benihana

Benihana was the Japanese steakhouse that we went to on Christmas Eve.
We sat with another family--they from Mounds View. All the serving
staff were Hispanic.

Was late to the Y. Definitely gets crowded on Saturday mornings.
Clusterphobic. Nina's--all the tables are full--10:00. I got a great
belly laugh. I walked to the back of the coffeeshop, noting that there
were no empty spots. Back in the corner, another old gray-bread like
myself looked like he was getting up from a table and moving to a
couch. If he was moving to a couch, I'd take the table. If he was
staying at the table, I'd take the couch. Table, couch, table, couch.
Which would you prefer? Which would you prefer? "I'd like the table,"
I said. But before I could step around him, a man and a woman stepped
up and took the table. Just like losing a parking spot in a busy
parking lot. Interesting to me that this whole pre-table thing went
on, that they were oblivious. Right spot, right time. Of course now
they have the right to bequeath it to their descendants. That's kind
of it. Worth a good laugh. Metaphorical of greater existence. Of
course, for me everything is metaphorical.

--
David
www.schons.net

Back on the bus, in the snow

Back on the bus again. It is snowing again. A couple of people are
sleeping, there is a guy behind me talking to himself. Or is he?
Sounds like Mohammed Ali. The pretty, fashionably dressed young black
woman who got off, probably a worker at the department store.

On Christmas Eve, on the way back from the Japanese steakhouse in the
western suburbs, we stopped at my sister-in-law's house. She gave me
fat measuring scale she'd gotten.

--
David
www.schons.net

Greece and a beer

If my eye appointment for Monday stands, this is my last bus ride of the year.

Last night, I went to the Science Museum with
Dorothea, her sister, and her sister's daughter, and we all went first
to the Omnimax film about ancient Greece, and then to The Great Waters
brew pub. All was to my liking, especially that we did it early.

We have a basement utlity sink with a dripping faucet that Dorothea
brought up last night in the sense that we should fix it. This
morning, I found the knobs to the shutoff valves frozen.

--
David
www.schons.net

Buses and snowbanks.

Buses and snowbanks. When the 21 stopped at Nina's, I got out the
backdoor. That was a silly thing to do. I got out the door and then in
two feet between the back of the side of the bus and the snowbank. All
I could do was wait for the bus to pull away.

Yesterday Dorothea and the children went to Theresa's farm for
Christmas dinner. Snow, dark, traffic, sledding, snowmobiling, and
four-wheeling. Both Madeline and Liam had a great time. Dorothea was
beat. The day to myself was my Christmas gift.

--
David
www.schons.net

More snow--egads

Egad. It is still snowing. More accurately I can say that it is
snowing now, and that I surmise (infer?) that the snow has been
falling continuously since yesterday morning. Almost twenty-four
hours. Wonderful. The temperature is neither too warm or too cold. (I
just fired up the Wing's IE to check the weather--no connection.)

First time in awhile that I have been on bus, and therefore to write
as well. I trudged through the snow to the bus stop--Russia, Moscow,
winter, snow. Just missed. Walked to the main intersection bus stop
shelter and just barely caught the next bus. First was late, second
early.

--
David
www.schons.net

drinking cheaply

Attuned to drinking cheaply and watching TV, my neighbor misses the
snowfall, the blizzard winds, snow swirling off rooftops like surf
pounding rocks.

--
David
www.schons.net

First zoho blog entry

I have discovered zoho.com and just have to write something. I see that I can publish to blogger (though not movabletype.) The first thing that I always look for is the ability to insert the date and time. I don't see that here, though there are lots of word processing features and goodies.

 

I am going totally online. I discovered mint.com and have myself set up. Scary, the interconnectedness of financial information. But it seems like such an easy site to use.

 

And zoho even lets me create applications with database back ends, which seems great for prototyping. Ah, digital bliss.

chill to the heart of the soul

On the café table, a cellphone has replaced the cigarette pack at the
elbow of the woman who hails "Richard!" across the room, and Richard
arrives: "I was wondering what caused the chill to the heart of my
soul." Momentary light banter.

--
David
www.schons.net

First snow

Snow. Snowed for twelve hours yesterday. Not enough for a snow but
enough to call 266-PLOW.

As I sat in the draining bathtub at the age of six, in 1965, I was
almost as "closer" then in "time" to my mother as a six-year old in
1920, than I am now, at age 48, in 2007, to 1965. I love contemplating
this sort of thought, over-intellectual and vacuous as it is. Same
sort of thing as a "birth year"--59 for me.

--
David
www.schons.net