New Year Bingo Card: 1. Make list of 25 specific things to accomplish in 2026. Ideally varying degree of difficulty. 2. Array them in a 5x5 grid in whatever way you want (mine is hand drawn). 3. Post it where you see it 4. Mark off squares as you Do The Thing. 5. Celebrate when you get any Bingo.

I forget who had the idea of making a New Year's Bingo Card instead of a resolution, but I 100% recommend and will be doing it again. Instead of January 23rd being "There goes that ambition down the drain," I'm at December 12 going "I still have 3 weeks to get X, Y, and Z done!"

My latest sport is reporting the ads on YouTube that overlay video of a pulse oximeter with AI-generated audio claiming it is a needle-free glucose testing device.

How do people manage to keep all their books on shelves? No matter how many bookshelves we have - currently somewhere around 30 bookcases - we always seem to have stacks everywhere.

My workweek has kicked off with a fun puzzle to solve! An hour and a half of digging through manuals and data, and it turns out Process did not happen because System A tried to interface with System B while System B was offline for semiannual updates.

Where are my typography folks? I can't decide if I need to tweak the kerning on this, particularly around the lowercase letter t. I am already unpicking a bunch of lines 2-4 to redo the lowercase letter u, n, and h, so please do not factor in the time it will take to redo this.

YouTube has decided my next random area of interest is going to be Sikh turban tutorials. I am confused, but also intrigued.

Another song punctuation that vexes me is "The Boxer" by Simon & Garfunkel. Paulsimon.com presents the lyrics as ...he carries the remainders [sic*] Of every glove that laid him down And cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame “I am leaving, I am leaving” But the fighter still remains

Fun with punctuation's effect on meaning in song. youtube.com/shorts/Q5xEA...

My vintage Lily Speed-O-Weave arrived! It's been a while since I got anything off eBay, so what is the current etiquette on mentioning the noticeable pot smell in the seller review?

And the sequel, introducing myself with five animals I have pet in captivity: African penguin Armadillo Wolf Binturong Kangaroo joey

Introducing myself with five animals I have seen in the wild: Leucistic squirrel Beaver Mountain beaver Groundhog Fireflies

Researching a Thing I brought back from ransacking my mom's heirlooms, and now I want a hexagonal lap loom with almost every fiber of my being (pun unavoidable). The holdout fibers are the ones reminding me that I have Winter Bills To Pay and 2 lifetimes of craft projects in the queue.

Proof that I have the patience to stab something 8,944 times. Twice.

Got divorced, needed a paycheck and health insurance. Found somewhere that would provide both and carved a niche as the person that really understands an esoteric part of the process that keeps my employer from losing money.

@olafurw.com Did you see Norway's national costume at the 2025 Miss Universe pageant?

My first attempt at steamed filled buns seems to be a success. Test run of stuffing-inspired baozi, because I am incapable of making less than an entire vat of stuffing, but still want the stuffing flavor and texture experience.

When you order your copy editor on Temu.

I really hope I am not supposed to be running the meeting in 2 minutes. I'm just back from PTO and am still remembering how to do my job, much less teach it to others.

Waiting for my ride home from the airport. The airport employee who enforces the No Parking No Standing No Waiting signs in the Arrivals area seems to REALLY enjoy his work.

I just witnessed the best "reason my toddler had a tantrum": ~2yo was toddling out some energy in the airport & had a full floor-flopping fit when parent didn't let them toddle off with the stranger who stopped to make sure the kiddo had a nearby adult (parent was watching from maybe 8 feet away).

Whoever's idea this was (both as a product, and installing them at @denverairport.bsky.social ), they need a raise.

I toasted the perfect 5-layer marshmallow the way mom taught me, and I can think of no better way to end the day that started with yeeting granulated mom off a cliff.

I am ensconced in a blanket fort with the ocean outside.

Bless his heart, my dad is trying.

My tail mascot on the flight into Denver was Hugh the Manatee and 10/10 no notes. Keep the whimsey, Frontier.

Having survived the first leg of my westward journey, I have made camp in a quiet corner of the Denver airport. Next flight leaves in 12 hours.

Got my sticker, and a nice walk to and from my polling place at the elementary school 3 blocks away.

I leave Friday to spend 32 hours in the Denver airport and also 5 days with my dad, which will mark the longest I have ever in my life spent with just my dad. And the longest my clingy Lockdown Cat has spent without me since he moved in.

Welcome to Christmas Light Optimization Time (CLOT). I refuse to call it "Standard" time when we're using it for barely over a third of the year.

Another successful Trick or Treat in the bag! Candy held out without too much extra, a couple first timers, kids and grownups all had fun.

Why is the most robustly engineered part of this Halloween animatronic the part that I need to disassemble to fix the part that broke?

I am watching a neighbor's dog, a pittie who has (with some generous rounding) zero chill. Same with obedience training. When I go over to feed him and he busts out the Intruder Alert, I've taken to telling him "You know me. Use your inside bark." To my shock, he actually barks quieter.

I am at 48% of the audiobook of Dracula and just realized the epistolary novel is the literary equivalent of found footage movies. Weirdly, the epistolary novel is one of my favorite literary forms, and found footage is my least favorite cinematic form.

Attempting to finish outdoor Halloween decorations on this, my last day off before the big day. City has also decided this is an excellent day to resurface the street in front of my house. The de-asphalter spewing diesel fumes at 2mph 12 feet from my porch is not helping.

I do crochet and embroidery mostly for the act of doing them (stabbing 10,000 times is very calming), but then I am done and I have Made A Thing, and have no idea what to do with it. Creative folks: how do you manage your Random Finished Projects? #askingforafriend

"People making up words is how we get words." youtu.be/BoMDLw0ozy4?...

Work knows my feelings on AI. Still, dayjob boss was not amused by the phrasing of my question: "In the training for the new AI system yesterday, they said we could get our access revoked for swearing at it. How many F💣 do I have to drop to get banned?"

Ready for another work meeting that will be recorded and emailed to me upon its conclusion.

Deep breath...texted my sister (who lives 2500 miles away) an FYI that I'll be in town in a couple weeks. I don't expect she'll want to see me, based on the last message I got from her, but in the unlikely event of a reconciliation, I don't want her to find out I'd been in town and not told her.

PSA: this is a consumer dispute, not credit card fraud. The human handled it properly by requesting a reversal of the purchases from the merchant. Had they claimed credit card fraud with the bank, it would likely fall under Permissive Use.

Buck naked = all the way naked Butt naked = wearing chaps

Not sure whether it was Millennials or GenAlpha that gave us "yeet," but A+ addition to the English language. Excellent work from Kids These Days.

@bloodyhades.bsky.social I hear today is the anniversary of your emergence in corporeal form. Congratulations!

My meatsuit: Time is a relentless slog into decrepitude. Me: Have some naproxen and diclofenac Meatsuit: 🤣

My impulse purchase of "fixing electrical" has turned out to be both more expensive than I'd hoped for, and less expensive than me burning the house down DIY-ing outdoor receptacle replacement. We also discovered that 2 bits of what I thought was vestigial wiring is not (1 good, 1 less good).

We came into possession of 3 bottles of Sam Adams Boston Lager, which is what my dad drank when I was growing up. For something to do with it since I don't drink, I turned a bottle into beer bread. Hoppiest loaf of bread ever. Tastes like nostalgia.

Yesterday, for the first time, I participated in the meatsuit maintenance rite known as Leg Day. Today I am doing penance for skipping that for ~4 decades.

Airline I will be flying in a month (air traffic control willing) sent a promo spam about low last-minute fares. Bold choice, that is.

Steppenwolf's "Hey Lawdy Mama" may be the best rock song about not having sex.