Dept. of Minimal Effort

Wednesday, 8 March 2017 09:44 pm
kaffyr: (Bored in Porco Rosso)
This is a Placeholder Post

Because I'm exhausted. 

I can tell you two things that I have realized today. 

After getting a McDonald's Shamrock shake, I remembered that I don't like Shamrock shakes. It's a good thing I only got a small one, because I felt less guilty pitching it. 

Also? Meatball sandwiches are, architecturally speaking, stupid.

But I was a good union rep. today, and that makes up for the fact that I either have a hole in my radiator (my car's radiator), or a loose hose somewhere.  
kaffyr: Animated Canadian flag (Canada!)
In (Very) Brief

Went down and visited the striking Chronicle Herald workers on their picket line, talked to several of the folks holding down their union strike office, took pictures, made a donation, told them I was hoping for the best. Come this morning, I hear that the Chronicle Herald has had to shut down its weekly edition in Cape Breton (the northern island part of Nova Scotia) because of - and they admitted this in their announcement - "a headwind of union sympathy." Good. Capers are good union folks, and this will hit them in their pocket, maybe go a ways to force them back to the table. 

Going to dinner tonight with an old friend. Going on the Bluenose tomorrow. Pics from both of those things Saturday, most probably. Boy, are the folks at Mac's local Tim Horton's ever getting to know me. (And Bob.) 

Dept. of Oh, Hell

Wednesday, 14 September 2016 11:08 am
kaffyr: (Clara didn't ask for this)
 I Think My Laptop is Dying

And my company is deliberately not responding to my questions about my phone.

I do NOT need this. 

Must think of fluffy bunnies. 

Actually, thinking of the gorgeous day, and the fact that I'm gonna drop down to see striking Chronicle Herald workers this afternoon before heading up to the Valley to visit with my step-dad again. (We visited for awhile yesterday, and told him we'd take him out to have ice cream this afternoon.)

So, that's good. And laptops can be replaced, or fixed (preferably the latter.)

Huh - I actually feel pretty good now! Vacation magic ....


kaffyr: (Joe Hill)
I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill Last Night

It doesn't matter that Labor Day is almost over. That's because every day is Labor Day. On this Labor Day
, I remember Joe Hill
YouTube heavy post under here )
kaffyr: Keep Calm and Carry on At Length poster (Carry On)
I Am Not - Repeat, Not - Going To Give Up On Posting. Or Responding To Posts

Because all of you out there are very important to me. 

I realize that the last few months have seen epic absence from me. Somehow, each day at work has been so much more stressful than it's been in the past, that getting off work in the evening doesn't leave me with enough energy to communicate. I haven't worked out why that seems to be the case - certainly, I've posted like mad during previous periods of extremely high stress - and perhaps it's counter-productive to wonder at the reasons. Poking a stick at a dead horse doesn't do anything for you or the horse. 

Exercise in writing something longer than a tweet )
What I've seen on YouTube )
Union work, huzzah! )
Jazz! )

Nova Scotia, television, gin and hernias )
Dear lord, I'm babbling like a brook. It's time for me to cease. But I can tell you that it's wonderful actually having the time and energy to post. I'm very happy about that. 
kaffyr: (Tired of typesetting)
I Aten't Dead, Mostly

I was supposed to be at a new board meeting tonight, but I'm feeling like crap, and realized it was a migraine (and possibly a cold that started creeping up on me at a meeting I covered last night. So I'm more or less on the couch, feeling miserable, after eating supper, and I realized it's been almost two weeks since I actually posted anything here. So ... well ....

... I'm here. 

I have a fic to post, which might go up tonight. Maybe. If I feel like it. Augh. I still have two more fandom_stocking IOUs to complete, but this isn't one of them. 

I wanted to re-read a particularly powerful and well-written piece of fiction by 
[personal profile] ljgeoff  (hi, my dear!), but my eyes and brain aren't allowing me to do that with the care I want to lavish on it. Instead, I'll send wishes for quick healing.

I wanted to tell the story of how the remarkable 
[personal profile] gerisullivan  helped pass along a tradition of earrings to me, after hearing about the loss of my favorite earrings in Cleveland. Really recount the event the delight and joy it deserves, I mean, because she is such a marvelously creative and overall remarkable human being. But I don't have the spoon, except to say, Geri, you rock, and I'm still enthusing about your gift to me, all these days later. 

I have emails to send out to our unit owners and renters about a water problem that needs to be fixed on Friday. I have to chase after one of the people I represented two weeks ago in a discipline hearing, to see if he can make it to his first stage grievance hearing next week. But right now, I still hurt too bad to do anything more than post here. 

I want to continue reading Paul Cornell's latest dark fantasy police procedural, "Who Killed Sherlock Holmes," which is on its way to being just as good, and scary, as the two previous books. But I can't read much. 

I thought I might comment on the Dems and GOPs as they flounder and founder prior to their national conventions. But I have not the heart to do so. 

I may go and lie down in the dark. Or I may lie here in the living room and chat, slowly, with BB. Not sure which. 

So how are all of you?


kaffyr: Dancing French cracked geniuses (Sometimes you need to dance)
The Weekend. Dear Lord, the Weekend

Monday: Sinead 
Tuesday: More Sinead
Wednesday: Union rep at two discipline hearings, 1 clearcut, 1 less so. Learned I'd be getting another town added to my beats, with at least 3 more beats in said town.
Thursday: Can't remember, because of Monday-Wednesday. Not enough stories written
Friday: Results of discipline hearings. Teh Suck. Not enough stories written.

BUT ... This 



Also, old-fashioned jazz, and a mimosa. 

And a very handsome husband.

Maybe things are looking up?

Dept. of Union Stuff

Saturday, 23 April 2016 10:18 pm
kaffyr: (Bacon!)
I Adulted Like an Adult Thing Today

And it has made me very, very tired. 

Veryveryveryveryveryveryveryvery....

*snorts, wakes up*

Yeah, time for bed. 

*wakes up, remembers thing*

Oh, Good Thing: BB has his second eye surgery Tuesday, Hurrah!

Bad Thing: It's the same day I moved my rheumatologist appointment to. So I'll have to move it a second time. Because the next possible date for BB to get his second eye done? August. YeahNOPE. 

Good night all!
kaffyr: Animated rain falls on the bathhouse from Spirited Away (Bath house in the rain)
And the Work Isn't Even Started Yet!

The work starts tomorrow, and I'm not sure i'm up to it. I have a confusing mandate from my Exec Dir. I don't know the people I have to lobby. And I've been up since 3:45 a.m. I'll probably feel better after some sleep, right?

And there is no more Prince in the world. Jesus. 


kaffyr: Animation of a Ghibli film scene, water rolling into shore. (Anoesis)
 Cleveland, Ho!

Off to Cleveland tomorrow morning; have to get up at 3:45, yay. Wish me luck, folks. 

Nothing else much to say, except that I've neglected my exercises, battled mouth sores (mostly successfully) and screamed like a screaming thing last night when I felt something on my leg while I was reading, looked down and saw a huge fucking hornet. Kicked it off, screamed some more, and was very glad BB was able to kill it. He said it was on its last legs anyways; I'm not so sure. And how the HELL did it get into the house? In April?

Ah well; to bed now for a few hours.

Dept. of Surgery Day

Thursday, 14 April 2016 08:02 pm
kaffyr: The TARDIS at Giverny (TARDIS at Giverny)
Operation Get BB Back to Optimal Ocular Outlook

It's the end of the day. BB is sleeping on the couch, one eye very piratical. I will be quite fierce with him if he does anything like bend over, or try to pick up things, both of which activities are prohibited over the next day, and highly discouraged over the next week. 

Medical stuff )

Union and work stuff )

Good things, good books )
And now I must away to bed.


Dept. of Stuff

Monday, 11 April 2016 05:41 pm
kaffyr: Mid-afternoon view from the spirit world train. (Train view)
So ... Gratitude. 

I am grateful for these flowers. They bloom for a very short time every spring in Chicago, just a breath ahead of the forsythia bushes. To me, they are spring. There are some stretches of Ridge Road in Evanston where lawns are blanketed in the bluest blue for a few glorious days. I've always told myself I'd take photos of the flowers, and I finally got around to doing so. No enhancement needed for this picture.  Happy Spring!

 photo dd7a05e1-b6c6-45ae-b5a5-a02746e5f73a_zps3victt9v.jpg


Other things for which I'm grateful: 

I'm finally fic writing again. Three separate things (Chapter 26 of H&M, and two MCU tales) all at the same time. I'm not complaining - you go with what works, right?

I'm going to try to be grateful for the surgical team that will be working with BB this Thursday, but I'm not grateful to the "support" team at the surgeon's office. Incompetent twits. But this is a post about gratitude, so we'll leave that alone. 

I'm grateful for the clarity of mind that descended on me this afternoon, and which has convinced me - or nearly convinced me - not to run for Chicago NewsGuild local president. Being acting president is bidding fair to convince me to run the other way. Screaming. 

I am, as always, grateful for BB, and grateful for all of you. I hope your weekends were good, and that your week began well, and will end well. 
kaffyr: The First Doctor isn't amused (Bullshit!)
Unions and Special Assessments and Irritation, Oh My. 

So what's on the agenda for the coming week, 
[personal profile] kaffyr ?

Great irritation beneath )
kaffyr: Calvin face palms (Calvin face palm)
OH, CRAP 

Crap, crappity crap.
kaffyr: Animation of a Ghibli film scene, water rolling into shore. (Anoesis)
 Post Hiatus Thoughts

Things I've been thinking of during the week or so I didn't post anything. 

After I read that Wisconsin has slithered into that half of the U.S. that is afflicted with so-called "Right to Work" anti-union laws, I couldn't help but wonder; with union membership nationwide at a paltry 11.1 percent — a number that drops to 6.7 percent when public sector union members are excluded — why are the anti-union crowd so frightened of the union movement? It's pretty clear union members are not the menacing hordes they're made out to be by corporate apologists and their sleazy fellows. I mean, you'd think they'd be satisfied, knowing that union membership is down almost 10 percent from 1983, when it was 20.1 percent. That they'd be able to sit around their comfortable dens, and finally feel safe, knowing that they can command 89 percent of the workforce at will, that they can promise, renege, coerce, frighten, shaft, fire, layoff at will, etc. nearly all the working men and women in this nation.  But nope, apparently the idea that 11.1 percent of the workforce still not only believes it has a right to fight back, but the means to fight back, terrifies them. And then I think about all the people who fall for the Big, Bad, Powerful Unions That Just Want Your Money And Won't Let You Do What You Want line, and I simultaneously want to slap sense into people and weep. 

I am now officially a Brainiac on vocabulary.com. I finally and forever understand the meaning of recondite and heuristic. Go, me. I'm still weak on asyndeton and chiasmus, though.

Oh, Absalom my son, my son Absalom ....

It is possible for me to make a curry that is actually too hot for me to eat comfortably. 

I'm still writing fic, a half sentence or so a day. 

It's finally spring; the last of the ice dam in the alley behind our place has melted away. It may be a telling sign of my age that each winter I become more afraid that it will not end before I do. 

I am so very glad that I know BB. I love him so very much. 
kaffyr: The Polar Bear from Polar Bear cafe (Polar Bear-san)
Saturday Night Date and Good News

BB and I have just come back, happily stuffed, from our new favorite Japanese restaurant in Evanston. The place is called Kuni's, and it's a little bit more expensive than our previous go-to place, the sadly departed Tokyo Marina on the north side of Chicago, so we probably won't go there often, but it's really a great place for when you want really good sushi or chirashi or a nice dinner box of teriyaki and maki and whatever they call the fried rice balls, and the sweet omelet. MMmm. Also, red bean ice cream. But best of all, oddly, was what I've been faunching for for a few days - miso soup.

It was no big thing, but at the end of a week filled with (thankfully low level) stress, I'd told BB I wanted to go out for supper. After a very busy Friday afternoon, however, I changed my mind because I was beat, To my delighted surprise BB said "I'd like to go out tomorrow night for sushi," and it dovetailed so perfectly with what I'd wanted that I hoped all day today that both of us would have enough energy to do it.

It turned out we did, and the weather was much warmer, and I got a chance to try a new appetizer (fish jaw, which sounds gross, but isn't, especially after the waitress told us you just ate it with your hands), and we just talked about nothing at all stressful, and laughed, and enjoyed each other. And it cost less than stingy me had thought it would, which is kind of petty, but that's the way I think.

No big deal, and that's a very big deal for me. Next, I'm going to sweet-talk BB into watching three or maybe four Korra episodes. He's not yet as into it as I immediately got, but I suspect he will be.

And then there's this. Which I am very happy about. Our local has been able to organize two new units within the year, including this one, and believe me, there was a time I would have thought that no reporter on the Reader staff would ever deign to consider becoming a union member. My former bosses treated them with so little respect that, when they saw our unit members actually gain back some lost pay in our hard-won contract, when they got nothing so much as a sou, well, they came to us. Never forget, children, that management is often the best organizer a good union can have. 

So, yes, a post full of quiet and seemingly inconsequential, but actually very lovely, good things. I am a happy camper.



kaffyr: (Side-eyeing Coulson)
 Winter Freeze, Brain Thaw (I Hope)

It's been far too long since I posted anything, and, as a sort of resolution for 2015, I'm going to try to post something every day. Yes, yes, you in the back, chuckling into your beard, you heard right. What's more, I'm going to try to post something worth reading. And I'm going to try to interact with people on their journals — so what do you think about that? 

Ah, still chortling. 

Well, I don't blame you. 

It's true. My ability to maintain a healthy posting habit has not been stellar in the past. But I swear I'm going to try. Just as I'm going to try to find something positive to say about my life. It probably won't be daily, but I am going to try to do it regularly. I think I read something, possibly on one of my friends' journals, which speculated that forcing one's self to actively think about positives can make one eventually feel more positive. Using externals to force a change in the internals, as it were. 

So: what have I been up to?

New Year's Eve and the Christmas tree )

Writing and fandom_stocking )

Being union mom. Gah. )
kaffyr: Keep Calm & dive behind the sofa (Dive behind the sofa)
Whiplash and such

My Christmas season, my holiday season, has been rather schizophrenic, in the non-medical sense of the word. The first couple of weeks were actually pretty good. I've mentioned that we got most of our Christmas presents purchased early on, and that they were things that made us feel good to buy. I also got out almost two dozen cards, something I haven't done in several years. All of those were good things.

Family Christmas )

So, all of those things were to the good. So was the fact that I found a small goose and a small turkey that I plan to cook for Christmas dinner.

But other things have started dragging me down, and I'm struggling to fight them off.

old overlords, new overlords, wtf )

And last night I had a minor dissolution into tears because I abruptly really, really didn't want to host Christmas dinner. I didn't feel as if I'd have the time to put it together, I didn't feel as if we have the space to make it enjoyable for nine people, I didn't have what I consider a clean place to host it in ....

AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaauuuuughh! My Brain Isn't Being Logical, and I Am Disapproving of It!

So right now, I'm going off to the home office to see if I can get myself turned around. If I can't do that by the end of the day, I am going to risk my friendships with at least two or three groups of people and tell them that, with many very honest apologies, I can't do Christmas. It's a bit unforgivable (wait, that's like saying "a bit pregnant," isn't it?) but I think it may be a realistic mental-health option for me. I shall know before 6 p.m. or so.

Also, BB has another appointment with the endocrinologist today, and I'm going with him. The last visit was less than optimal and, although we think we'll have better results this time, I'm not looking forward to it.

Also again - nothing written for [community profile] fandom_stocking  yet. My brain isn't working. This is bad.

Fluffy bunnies, I'm just going to think about fluffy bunnies. And kittehz. Must think of kittehz.


ETA: LJ just sent me a message telling me that this post made its top 25 posts of the day. LJ is clearly lying or dying, I'm not sure which.





Dept. of Saturday

Saturday, 22 November 2014 05:36 pm
kaffyr: Keep Calm and Carry on At Length poster (Carry On)
Parades are good ...
And work glitches shouldn't interfere with enjoying them

Thank ghu for good days. Even though I had to work today, and even though I hadn't realized until Thursday that I was working a weekend shift, it's still a good day today.

First, because my work day is over, and I actually managed to write two stories. Second, because one of those stories was a fluffy feature about my town's holiday parade, which necessitated me going to see the parade this morning

We-e-e-ll, I say "necessitated" ... I should say I had the great good luck to have a parade to go to.

I love parades. I have ever since I was a wee little thing. I don't believe I'll ever get too old for them, and I don't really care if they're huge, long processions or little dinky community affairs, as this one was. There's just something about the positive vibes - yes, that's pretty woo-woo, I acknowledge - about seeing floats and marching bands, hearing bagpipes, all the bright colors, waving at the participants and having them wave back - even the clowns and the Shriner mini-cars, they all press my childhood buttons of wonder and special occasion and festival. And with the tiny parades, there's an added sense of shared community; everyone's smiling, kids are generally having at least a bit of fun, even the older ones, and people are willing to let their barriers down and talk to you. 

So I got to wander around and ask people if they were having fun, and see loads of people I knew - even had someone come out of the parade and give me a hug. I've definitely been on my beat long enough to say "I know this town," at least a little bit. 

Once I got home, and a little thawed out - it was 42 degrees Fahrenheit, which was better than it has been over the past week, but my fingers still got numb - I wrote up the story and sent it to the duty editor. And then it was on to an actual news story that I'd done the interviews for a couple of days ago. And then I was able to end my day.

Why does this fairly pedestrian activity relax me and even make me a tad joyful? Because for the first three days of the week, I was in an unpleasantly high state of tension, for a reason that hasn't happened to me in a while.

Non-parade, slightly crappy, you've been warned )
Ahem; this seems to have turned into a long angsty post.

But I'm happy! I've been able to do a post, and I went to a parade! And I have a glass of wine next to me, and BB and I are about to watch a movie! And I made cookies, too many of which I've ingested! And tomorrow is a day off! And Thanksgiving is coming, which I love! So there are a lot of positives! And many, many exclamation points!!

Dept. of Saturday

Saturday, 1 November 2014 04:37 pm
kaffyr: Close-up of manual typewriter (Typewriter)
This Cold Sucks, Like a Great Sucking Thing ... Oh, And Other Stuff

Here I am, trying to get back on the posting bike again.

I was supposed to go to a Chicago Humanities Festival panel, "Chicks Dig Time Lords," today. It's being hosted by the editors, including[personal profile] rarelylynne  of course, and I'd been looking forward to this for so long! I'd bought the tickets more than a month ago, and had it marked on my calendar, and was going to go with two friends, and ...

... and the cold got worse overnight, expanding in my head and crawling down to settle into my chest. I opened my eyes this morning, and almost immediately realized that I couldn't get the energy up to go. Not only that, I'd potentially be spreading the cold to everyone else. So I cancelled with my friends, and have been lying here on the couch in what counts as jammies, drinking tea, wrapped in my shawl and feeling very sorry for myself.

So now I am thinking about going through my favorites on Teaspoon, because I'll be reccing at Calufrax in a couple of weeks, and I should be ready.

(Heh. I just looked at that sentence and realized that to a non-fan it would mean nothing absolutely nothing, with suspect grammar and spelling to match.)

I'm also working on trying to get some more done on Hearts & Moons, Chap. 24. What is it that eve11 calls her long term challenge, a WIP o'doom? That's what I'm dealing with here. I am determined to finish the story, but - oh, never mind, you've heard it before.

More on my company's changes )

As for me, right now, we're waiting to see Dr. Who, which should be possible in just a few minutes. I'm going to focus on that because, after all, this chick does indeed love Time Lords. They make everything better, even with a head cold.


kaffyr: A stupid comment about gender (No gender)
... And Do It With Style

Well, that's my way of saying that yes, I'm having my usual stressful life; yes, union stuff is crazy (Union Puppy pulled some amazing shit, of the Jesus, why am I not slapping your puling-infant-callow-assed self into next week variety); yes, that includes a week of hours of arbitration prep on frakkin' deadline day, followed by hours of actual arbitration testimony; yes, my workload continues to be insane, because we haven't yet triumphed over the 2.5 story per day mandate and yes, I'm not making it (2.1 and 2.4 per day appear to be my word-ceiling); yes, my body appears to be falling slowly into that less-than-gentle disrepair one occasionally sees in once-proud mansions (more than this deponent saith not, because TMI, yo)  ....

.... but ....

My son and his lovely beloved have found an affordable nest in which to land; my doctor (a little to my delighted surprise)  has given me good advice on how to deal with my back spasm - back X-ray, Robaxin, a referral to a physical therapist, and a directive to use a wheelie suitcase for my laptop et  al - rather than look at me and say, "Oh, that's too bad, tough it out;" I may be able to do a good thing for a friend, if I can figure out logistics; there were no clouds in the sky today; I did 35 miles of backstreet Chicago in my little Hyundai to be a Union Ninja and I was only half an hour late; I am having Date Night with the best Father In the Whole World tonight; and I have wine with supper and BAMs chillin' in the refrigerator.

So ... yeah ... hi, friends! I know many of you have had birthdays, or will soon, and I want to wish you all great natal anniversaries. I shall try to do that tomorrow. I'll also try to catch up with all of you, and comment, and generally get back into posting, and the society of lovely people with whom I like to interact online. 

More, anon? Yeah, we'll leave it at that, tonight.


kaffyr: Close-up of manual typewriter (Typewriter)
Weekend Roundup (includes 1 Kickstarter pimp)

It's been a few days since I last did anything but check desultorily on other folks' posts (oh, and post Chapter 22 of Hearts & Moons, which small victory I still feel I must trumpet, or at least flute.) When it came to other things, life kept getting in the way.  But at the end of this very long week, of which more, anon, I think I finally have the spoons to do some sort of catch-up.

First, thanks to everyone who commented on my entry to the spoken word meme fun. I had a lot of fun with it. I am also enjoying other peoples' words -  [personal profile] a_phoenixdragon , [personal profile] flowsoffire , [livejournal.com profile] eve11 and the delightful [personal profile] jjpor , whose chatty entry into the meme I'm enjoying a whole bunch. (I really should let him know that, no, going on at length isn't a bad thing, it's a good thing.)

I'm working on Chapter 23 of the aforementioned WIP o'doom ((c) eve11, I think), and feel good about that.

Work whinging )

Car whinge )

Shaggy dog. No, a real shaggy dog. )

Quick thoughts on two movies )

And finally, please, consider helping this Kickstarter campaignCrossed Genres is the kind of magazine I wish I'd been able to read back when the type of SF&F magazines ran the vast, diverse gamut from Analog to Isaac Asimov's. It champions diversity, it looks for quality writing, it's worth it. There are only three days to go on its campaign, and as I write this, they are about $3,400 away from their goal. There are a lot of good causes out there, and when you have a limited amount of money to give, the arts often have to give way to more immediate life-saving charities. But the arts save lives, too, so if you have an extra $5 or $10, think about helping this campaign beat the deadline.

Dept. of Labor

Tuesday, 3 December 2013 11:20 pm
kaffyr: Close-up of manual typewriter (Typewriter)
It's Over. Sort Of. For Now.

Union stuff 'cause I'm a Union Maid )

In other news, I took the plunge and hung a [community profile] fandom_stocking . I have no idea when it'll be vetted and hung, but it'll be there. And I will also take the plunge to try to fill a few.

Love you all, my friends. I'm exhausted, I have plumbers coming tomorrow stories to do, a condo association to chivvy. I'm going to bed; being unconscious tonight.beckons like a sultry lover.

kaffyr: Keep Calm and Carry on At Length poster (Carry On)
 Labor Negotiations

They're long, frustrating grinds, for small nuggets of justice, y'all. They're RAEG inducing. Just sayin'. 

I've killed no one, though; that's something, right? Right?

kaffyr: (Dalek ballerina)
Scattershot

Things in no particular order:

Family stuff )
Got back to word of four major contract negotiation sessions scheduled for next week. Again, keep your fingers crossed.

Enjoyed Agents of SHIELD again last night; not quite as good as last week's, but set some intriguing plot points up. Ward became more human, and Ming Na and Clark Gregg rocked it.

I donated to Philippine Typhoon relief and I hope folks who can will do so also. There are a lot of good groups out there: the International Red Cross, Mercy Corps, Doctors Without Borders, to name just a few. Does anyone know if there are Dreamwidth or LJ fundraising efforts extant?

And finally, I'd meant to mention this a couple of weeks back. It's word of a film by Saudi filmmaker Haifaa Al-Mansour, one I'd love to see. The difficulties she dealt with to make the film are pointed reminders of every damned thing wrong with considering women a different species - and the film appears to be a joyous reminder that the different species insists on being human. Imagine that.

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