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domarzioneI am going to try to not disappear for months on end, so a post about nothing!
* I survived the Great Smokeout of 2023! I spent almost two days in AQI Code Red, although I had a weird feeling watching NYC become enveloped by that orange haze while I was a few hundred miles away. ("Worst air quality since 9/11!!" and I remember that smell.) I missed the local Code Purple by a few miles, but I got to work from home on Thursday because I was miserable at work on Wednesday and my boss is pretty lenient about these things considering we're federal employees. I'm a 'sensitive' person because I have chronic sinusitis and need sinus surgery and the smoke just added to the crazy pollen -- I've never lived in a place where the pollen is visible before! -- and I'm rolling up to the pharmacy in the supermarket going "please give me the good antihistamines I have to promise not to make meth with." (And yes, that is absolutely how I say it. Gets a laugh every time.) But Thursday was terrible and it took hours to get the taste of the air out of my mouth when I went out for milk.
* Sportsball: My Mets are terrible and I've resigned myself to them being terrible and not living and dying with every game. There are 162 and it looks like most of them will be losses and I'll be okay. I lived through 1993 and this won't be that bad. I went into the Stanley Cup Final thinking that I was agnostic, but I might actually be rooting for the Panthers and that's bad because they're going to lose. I've had a soft spot for Vegas since the beginning, so I should've been fine... but Keith Tkachuk was one of my all-time faves and I'm fond of Matthew and I have liked Paul Maurice since he was the child coaching the Hartford Whalers. But I have no dog in this hunt and I'm still griping because my actual rooting interest team is apparently choosing between two very safe and uninspiring choices for head coach and so it goes. But I honestly think it's terrific that the Final is Vegas-Florida because it makes the 200 Hockey Men clench their panties instead of looking at what sort of future the NHL could have.
* I've signed up for a fannish thing! I'm doing Pod Together, which is a typical fannish teamup project except it's an author and a podficcer instead of an author and an artist. T and I teamed up years ago for A Symposium on Personnel Management with a Focus on Intra-team Dynamics (the We Don't Need No Civil War remix) which came out amazing despite me going so far over the suggested word count -- yes, yes, look surprised -- and T wanting to kill me for it. That was MCU and this time we're doing 9-1-1 with Michael-and-Bobby shenanigans and this is going to get a readership of four and a listening count of three, but it will be fun. I have a better sense of what to do this time, which is to remember that I'm really writing a radio play that can be comfortably read. I've already decided that ABBA is going to be one of the musical cues.
How is everyone doing?
* I survived the Great Smokeout of 2023! I spent almost two days in AQI Code Red, although I had a weird feeling watching NYC become enveloped by that orange haze while I was a few hundred miles away. ("Worst air quality since 9/11!!" and I remember that smell.) I missed the local Code Purple by a few miles, but I got to work from home on Thursday because I was miserable at work on Wednesday and my boss is pretty lenient about these things considering we're federal employees. I'm a 'sensitive' person because I have chronic sinusitis and need sinus surgery and the smoke just added to the crazy pollen -- I've never lived in a place where the pollen is visible before! -- and I'm rolling up to the pharmacy in the supermarket going "please give me the good antihistamines I have to promise not to make meth with." (And yes, that is absolutely how I say it. Gets a laugh every time.) But Thursday was terrible and it took hours to get the taste of the air out of my mouth when I went out for milk.
* Sportsball: My Mets are terrible and I've resigned myself to them being terrible and not living and dying with every game. There are 162 and it looks like most of them will be losses and I'll be okay. I lived through 1993 and this won't be that bad. I went into the Stanley Cup Final thinking that I was agnostic, but I might actually be rooting for the Panthers and that's bad because they're going to lose. I've had a soft spot for Vegas since the beginning, so I should've been fine... but Keith Tkachuk was one of my all-time faves and I'm fond of Matthew and I have liked Paul Maurice since he was the child coaching the Hartford Whalers. But I have no dog in this hunt and I'm still griping because my actual rooting interest team is apparently choosing between two very safe and uninspiring choices for head coach and so it goes. But I honestly think it's terrific that the Final is Vegas-Florida because it makes the 200 Hockey Men clench their panties instead of looking at what sort of future the NHL could have.
* I've signed up for a fannish thing! I'm doing Pod Together, which is a typical fannish teamup project except it's an author and a podficcer instead of an author and an artist. T and I teamed up years ago for A Symposium on Personnel Management with a Focus on Intra-team Dynamics (the We Don't Need No Civil War remix) which came out amazing despite me going so far over the suggested word count -- yes, yes, look surprised -- and T wanting to kill me for it. That was MCU and this time we're doing 9-1-1 with Michael-and-Bobby shenanigans and this is going to get a readership of four and a listening count of three, but it will be fun. I have a better sense of what to do this time, which is to remember that I'm really writing a radio play that can be comfortably read. I've already decided that ABBA is going to be one of the musical cues.
How is everyone doing?
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Date: 2023-06-11 06:49 (UTC)That air quality stuff must be horrible to experience. My first irreverent thought was how much it looks like the Third World filter in entertainment, but also yeah that's gotta suck to be dealing with irl. I hope you're able to get the relief with the allergies, too.
It is winter on my side of the world, and my family finally got hit with covid for the first time at the end of last month. Mostly on the mend, but the cold air is keeping my coughing a bit. Fingers crossed it wraps up soon.
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Date: 2023-06-11 18:21 (UTC)I've always had allergies, but up until last year I always lived in a city and it only got so bad. Last year I moved next to an arboretum and this year I moved to a woods-enclosed complex in a municipality that puts a lot of money toward parks and greenspace and I have to use my car's wipers to clean the pollen off the windshield. I was not prepared for this. :p