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Mar. 18th, 2015 02:15 pmextremely random odds and ends.
this year has had many new experiences.
- first ear exam (for work purposes, since i'm working on a program with some noise exposure and they wanted a baseline. apparently i'm within 5dB of threshold, despite the company i keep.)
- first time having hair bleached/dyed in a salon (conclusion: biologists with three foot long dyed hair shouldn't go to salons. i expect the "this makes no biological/chemical sense" hair professional nonsense, but the part that was a problem was the lack of respect for my expert knowledge of what will and won't work with three feet of hair. i may use the dye she used, but the whole process mostly showed me i wasn't missing any secret tricks of the trade. though i may want to get someone to help me bleach just the roots of my hair next time, since it's annoying to do by myself.)
- first time playing at a friend's funeral/memorial. (eric and i played the flute parts to a stravinsky soprano solo for dan's memorial, and eric played the oboe on a britten piece.) it seems quite possible that will happen more than once this year. (it also seems to be the first year to go to more friends' funerals than weddings. 37 seems a little young for that.)
- first time floating in a sensory deprivation tank (that's this evening: i'll report back.)
i spent the weekend in new york city visiting zac&nina, which was delightful. excitingly, we managed to pry zac away from the distillery for a whole 36 hours or so. friday night was a cuddle pile, eating ice cream from the carton and drinking whiskey, while i picked nina's brains about project management, and rifled through the clothes she was getting rid of, stealing half of them. saturday zac and i made a coffee and pastry and fruit run and then nina made brunch sammiches. eventually we pried ourselves off the couch and went to williamsberg, where we played dress-up at crossroads thrift store for a couple of hours (i found zac a jacket that fit like a dream and originally cost somewhere north of $1000), and then went to the "brooklyn night market". reminiscent of the one in neverwhere, but with more hipsters. Z&N had bought a package that included food and drink and activity tickets. so we had japanese pork buns, and tacos, and weird brazillian sandwiches, and beignets with three different flavors of caramel sauce. we tried on jewelry and flower headbands and bought costume brooches and mocked the band. we played black-light mini-golf, and left the market with lemon-flavored cotton candy (which we ate on the subway) and piece of celebratory pi-day pie. our timing was perfect -- as we completed each activity we noticed the line had grown enormously, and when we left before midnight we felt extremely satisfied with our "we're old and we don't care" life choices. then there was a fashion show of all the clothes we'd bought, and the evening ended with all of us squished onto the love seat, with me feeding each of us from the single slice of pie.
sunday i met up with sara, and we brunched and talked professional challenges and crises, and went to the (very disappointing) morbid anatomy fleamarket, and stopped by the distillery for a bottle of their "technical reserve" (97% straight chromatography-grade ethanol, great for making bitters and limoncello and such).
definitely making it back to NYC more than once this year, comma damnit. if only for all the lovely people i DIDN'T get to see this weekend.
last week was the big installation of the device i've been sheparding through acquisition and training, and this week i'm flailing a bit at work. which wasn't helped by my desktop completely losing its brain and then the computer running one of our main pieces of lab instrumentation also losing its brain, and having to babysit the IT guys while they figured out what to do about them.
this year has had many new experiences.
- first ear exam (for work purposes, since i'm working on a program with some noise exposure and they wanted a baseline. apparently i'm within 5dB of threshold, despite the company i keep.)
- first time having hair bleached/dyed in a salon (conclusion: biologists with three foot long dyed hair shouldn't go to salons. i expect the "this makes no biological/chemical sense" hair professional nonsense, but the part that was a problem was the lack of respect for my expert knowledge of what will and won't work with three feet of hair. i may use the dye she used, but the whole process mostly showed me i wasn't missing any secret tricks of the trade. though i may want to get someone to help me bleach just the roots of my hair next time, since it's annoying to do by myself.)
- first time playing at a friend's funeral/memorial. (eric and i played the flute parts to a stravinsky soprano solo for dan's memorial, and eric played the oboe on a britten piece.) it seems quite possible that will happen more than once this year. (it also seems to be the first year to go to more friends' funerals than weddings. 37 seems a little young for that.)
- first time floating in a sensory deprivation tank (that's this evening: i'll report back.)
i spent the weekend in new york city visiting zac&nina, which was delightful. excitingly, we managed to pry zac away from the distillery for a whole 36 hours or so. friday night was a cuddle pile, eating ice cream from the carton and drinking whiskey, while i picked nina's brains about project management, and rifled through the clothes she was getting rid of, stealing half of them. saturday zac and i made a coffee and pastry and fruit run and then nina made brunch sammiches. eventually we pried ourselves off the couch and went to williamsberg, where we played dress-up at crossroads thrift store for a couple of hours (i found zac a jacket that fit like a dream and originally cost somewhere north of $1000), and then went to the "brooklyn night market". reminiscent of the one in neverwhere, but with more hipsters. Z&N had bought a package that included food and drink and activity tickets. so we had japanese pork buns, and tacos, and weird brazillian sandwiches, and beignets with three different flavors of caramel sauce. we tried on jewelry and flower headbands and bought costume brooches and mocked the band. we played black-light mini-golf, and left the market with lemon-flavored cotton candy (which we ate on the subway) and piece of celebratory pi-day pie. our timing was perfect -- as we completed each activity we noticed the line had grown enormously, and when we left before midnight we felt extremely satisfied with our "we're old and we don't care" life choices. then there was a fashion show of all the clothes we'd bought, and the evening ended with all of us squished onto the love seat, with me feeding each of us from the single slice of pie.
sunday i met up with sara, and we brunched and talked professional challenges and crises, and went to the (very disappointing) morbid anatomy fleamarket, and stopped by the distillery for a bottle of their "technical reserve" (97% straight chromatography-grade ethanol, great for making bitters and limoncello and such).
definitely making it back to NYC more than once this year, comma damnit. if only for all the lovely people i DIDN'T get to see this weekend.
last week was the big installation of the device i've been sheparding through acquisition and training, and this week i'm flailing a bit at work. which wasn't helped by my desktop completely losing its brain and then the computer running one of our main pieces of lab instrumentation also losing its brain, and having to babysit the IT guys while they figured out what to do about them.
