Is making guacamole at midnight a sign that you're too drunk or too sober?

This was all in aid of making a burrito, or course.

It's a sign that you need guacamole!

Mmm, guacomole. Mmm, burrito. Mmm, 150 photos.

Asparagus came out great and I remembered to save a bit to join an omelet later. Cauliflower also quite nice. Lamb will be done simmering (or whatever the correct verb is) around 7 or 8 tomorrow morning, I think I will not do the finishing roast right then.

I made some strawberry/blueberry/jicama "salsa" but realized I have no appropriate containers for that or for the quinoa salad I was going to make. Don't want to bring the glass bowl I tossed it in to my friend's party and maybe break or forget it. Guess I have to go to the store tomorrow.

I came home late-ish and starving so I made a mixing bowl's worth of salad with tuna and avocado and devoured it instanter.

Also, Emmett called me yesterday from camp to wish me a belated birthday, which was sweet.

Today's observation: buffista are awesome, but tend to run out of bourbon too soon

I wish you an even belateder birthday, Hec. I hope it was happy, and that the year ahead is full of good stuff and happy people.

I am participating in the 4th of July tradition of thousands of Atlantans: watching the Peachtree Road Race on television. Even if I felt up to a 10K, nothing would drive me to join 60,000 people on Peachtree. It is, however, a very weird year. They've stopped the next wave of runners because of lightning, so about 30,000 people are milling around in pouring rain waiting to run. They've also been staring at the photos of the guys who crossed the finish line first for a half hour or so, trying to determine the winner.

That does sound very weird.

A very merry unbirthday to you, Hec. And everyone else to whom it applies.

Sous vide device is still verbing the lamb. So my secret fear that leaving it running overnight would be disastrous appears to be unfounded. So far.

I need to have a little work vent, and this is the only place I feel safe doing so. Just found out I'll be teaching an additional class next year instead of doing all the extra stuff I had been doing (coordinating the online classes some of the students take and the major literary conference). I am beyond bummed. I had space in my schedule to do so much cool stuff for the kids last year, and now I won't. I also found out that they have shifted the pay schedule in a way to really screw a lot of people. We used to get paid on the 15th and last day of each month. Now we get paid on the 5th and 20th. This would be a problem except that I--and I imagine the rest of the faculty, who are much younger--rely on that second paycheck to pay my rent, which is due on the 1st. Now it won't come until the 5th. And the transition is happening right now; got my full paycheck for June on the 30th. Then got a tiny paycheck yesterday to cover the gap of the 1st to the 5th, and won't get another paycheck until the 20th. That would normally be the one I'd get on the 15th, which has been my mid-month bills check. Then I don't get another until the 5th of August. WTF?!? ND and I are well off enough that we can probably cover the gap ourselves and make the transition, but I can't imagine the impact that's going to have on the majority of the faculty.

Tino has apparently been visiting my workplace.