Yeah mostly I’m lazy and don’t want to drive somewhere if I don’t know it’ll be absolutely worth it, especially weekdays. Mostly coffee shops here, it seems, and I don’t know if they always have great baked goods that I’d even want at 3pm! Whereas the bakery I would eat any of their stuff.

You can also get what's left at the Mexican place in Harvard Sq at like 3am -- I wonder if the students know about it!

Mmm, piroshki

I'm a little emotionally exhausted from hitting refresh on the NYT Ukraine live updates all day.

ION, we have been rewatching Pushing Daisies. Though except for a few random episodes it's a Watch for Matilda and just discovered that JZ has never seen the last episodes of S2.

Anyway, it's still good all the way through.

I guess we'll go right to Wonderfalls after this.

Oh I really loved Pushing Daisies and there were a number of episodes I never did see. Hmmm.

Went looking at marinas tonight, but everything everywhere here is super crowded as some spring break people are already here and the general seasonal people are all here. Still it has been a lovely night with perfect temperatures and lovely sea breezes.

Oh I really loved Pushing Daisies and there were a number of episodes I never did see. Hmmm.

When Emmett and I watched Guardians of the Galaxy for the first time I nudged him when Ronan The Conqueror showed up:

"That's the guy from Pushing Daisies."
"That's the Piemaker?!!!"

I nudged him when Ronan The Conqueror showed up

I'm sure it's nice to have an MCU role on his CV (and a Marvel paycheck), but man, Ronan is such a goddamn thankless role. And Lee Pace is so pretty, it's a shame to cover that up with makeup.

I much prefer watching Pace munch on the scenery as Thranduil (a role that is perfect for scenery chomping). [link]

I much prefer watching Pace munch on the scenery as Thranduil

So pretty!

Today I've been called a virtue-signaling c**t, a libtard and someone who needs help with words of two or more syllables, but on balance today was still an okay day, because I got to house-sit our next-door neighbor's cat Jameson, who is a lovely tuxedo boy with spats on his back feet and three white toes up front, who was generous with headbutts and purrs you could hear from across the room.

Of course, now that I've written that out I'm suffering spasms of shame because people in Ukraine are fleeing their homes and blowing up bridges and hiding in subways and who TF am I to feel happy because a cat headbutted me. But I'm kind of hanging by a thread lately anyway, so I need these headbutts.