Here we go again.

Last year I had fun translating this piece of Karel Čapek's online.

Now it's soon to be 2009, and though I have those short stories to edit and that novel with a bunch of prep notes or that other novel (or two collections of short stories) to edit...I have the itch. Another posthumous collection of short writings, this time on the seasons.

Almanac, or How Long The Year Is!

Edit: Oh, autoscheduling! All right then, we'll all have to wait until 12:01 on New Year's Day. I'll be in the Mojave Desert then, if all goes according to plan.

Iterations

I've been interested in honing processes recently, and I just had a conceptual breakthrough this morning. Stupid at it may sound, I had only been using my bookmarks as a repository for crap I might want to look at later.

Now I'm trying to take some of those links and the interests they point to and view it more as a to-do list. Actively try to use my bookmarks instead of just letting them sit there. There's a beauty in that.

The Last Week and a Half

Two sunsets over Monterey Bay. Two long oceanside jaunts at night. (I must start in again with the astronomy.) I've learned to crossover turn in rollerskating, and am hoping Wednesday I still remember how. My blisters may be settling into callus. I'm tinkering with a strawberry-red vintage Peugeot, with thoughts of trying my hand at restoration. This will involve a bunch of liquid wrench. I've had lutefisk on lefse and washed it down with sotsuppe in a midwestern Norwegian yule (tonight!), and gotten an in on a garden that may need lots of weeding. I've read "Batman: The Dark Knight Returns" and am trying to get my hands on "Transmetropolitan." My hook shot and one-handed dunk are progressing, as is my foul shot, though I'm trying not to get too caught up in how awesome I seem to be at basketball. I'm prepping a novel to translate, and editing a short story I've already translated.

I'm going to replace my own doorknob tomorrow, if nothing else, and I'll be in the Mojave Desert on New Year's Day, if all goes well.

Can't think of much else to say right now--besides, there's work to be done.