Precisely

Something came up at work. 

My task was to dig into the accuracy levels required for environmental reporting. 

I know, it's a glamorous life I lead. 

A life that occasionally dwells in ratios, rounding requirements, and significant digits. 

Anyway I had an intuitive answer, but I'm not at all a math-head, so I needed some objective source to fall back on. 

Enter a multi-hour Internet tour of regulatory and standard laboratory reference documents. 

The details of this event are far less interesting than the glorious conclusion that I was right. That's right. I. Was. Right. Right all along. 

I sort of fluffed up with pride. It was a moment that could only have been made better by a pop-up message that read “OMG, you’re ~so~ smart!” 

Come to think of it, I'll have to work on that pop-up message. 

It might come in handy more often than I think!

Vengence

T Busted This Little Guy For Eating Tomatoes

Summer

My skin beaded up with sweat as I stepped off the front porch this morning. 

No doubt about it: it’s summer. More specifically it’s that part of summer where you wake up with your mouth dry, your head pulsing. 

It’s that part of summer with brown patches of grass dotted along the quiet street. I noticed last night that I haven’t heard kids playing outside in more than a month. 

I imagine everyone inside their house. The a/c wheezing along, trying to keep up without relief. The blinds drawn, every light bulb off, the buzz of a box fan set on ‘high’. People resembling puddles from a dirty mop all over each living room couch. 

Oh, wait, maybe that’s just ~my~ house I’m imagining. In any case, if you’re looking for a couch to puddle up on or a spare popsicle for dinner feel free to stop by.

Kitchen Robbery

A couple of friends of mine wheeled over to Lincoln's Bike Kitchen this past Wednesday to size up a recently donated bike and the tune up it might need. Lincoln's Bike Kitchen is a community resource of skills, parts and education aimed at helping people learn how to fix and fix-up their bikes with the help of volunteer mechanics. 

Once inside my friends noticed a back window of the two-bedroom house smashed in and a two-year accumulation of about $1000 worth of bike tools, purchased through community grants, gone.

A list of stolen items can be found here.

Please help us to spread the word.

You can also donate cash or replacement tools by contacting lincolnbikekitchen@gmail.com or stopping by the Kitchen (1720 S. 15th St. in Lincoln) from noon-4 p.m. Sundays or 5-9 p.m. Mondays. If you're donating cash, you might consider marching that up to Open Harvest Coop just up the street. It sounds like Open Harvest has a collection box and, as a good neighbor gesture, the Coop will match donations up to $500.

Casting Call

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Recent Habit: Writing more. Fiction, no less.

Dinner Line Up: Garlic Pasta, Grilled Pesto Eggplant, Garden Tomatoes

Anxiously Awaiting: A trip we booked for the Redwoods in Northern California.

Currently Reading: An American Childhood by Annie Dillard

Recently Eradicated from My Life: Mad Men on AMC. I know, I'm unsophisticated, but to be honest I don't miss the heartache I'd feel over the story-lines. Not. One. Bit. 

Garden Sprouts: blackberries, cilantro, basil, mint, chives, petunias, mums, pansies, dahlias, carrots, strawberries, tomatoes

Reading with N: Wonder By R.J. Palacio 

Weekend Plan: Zoofest in Downtown Lincoln

Song I Sing Myself When I'm Running: Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel

3-miles Outside

Jamaica North Trail (first legit trip with N)