Hmm well the ominous after hours “please attend of of two meetings tomorrow” meeting was basically saying they’re getting rid of a position I work closely with and making my job do that work instead. I kinda get why (though they originally put that position in place like ten years ago because they wanted it done better/faster than it was when my job was doing it all) but I don’t WANNA do that stuff. Boo. But I do feel bad for the folks in that job—some will change to what I do now but some will probably leave.

Ugh, meara.

Blargh, meara, that sounds pretty awful. Any chance you can offload some of the extra work onto someone else so it's at least not all on you?

And I encourage everybody to get up and move their body today, in whatever way they prefer. Get some steps in. Get on the bike. Go swimming. Just go for a walk.

I've been swimming twice a week since the rec center opened back up again (the pool was supposed to be closed for 3 weeks of renovations, it wound up taking 7 months). The real test will come in January when it's (a) incredibly fucking cold first thing in the morning and (b) I'm supposed to be at the office 5 days/week (which means showering at the gym and putting outside clothes on instead of throwing on sweatpants and a hoodie over my swimsuit and showering at home) and (c) the pool will be hella CROWDED for like a month because of everyone's NY resolutions.

Dear friends, prepare to be outraged: [link] The headline: The Best Muffuletta Ever Is Far From New Orleans — and Free of Meat. The subhead: A New Orleans native re-creates the iconic sandwich's flavor with mushrooms, mayonnaise, and more riffs.

Helen Rosner is appropriately horrified on Bluesky, but I'm not sure if her posts are public or not. [link]

You know, I am mellowing in my old age or something but I'm not mad at it. I think calling it "best" is ridiculous but I think calling it a muffaletta is fine (edited to clarify: pending verification that the bread and olive content and general taste are acceptable) and I would be interested in tasting one. $98 for a whole seems like a lot, but in SF in this day and age when everything seems to cost more than I would think perhaps not.

That said, Helen is absolutely correct

I'm irritated by it, but I am also tired.

I am way more horrified by that $98 price tag than by any of the ingredients. Are the mushrooms imported from a boutique hobbit farm in Middle Earth??

I mean, Haight-Ashbury, so maybe

And while the $98 seems high, $15 for 1/8 seems reasonable to me, (although while eating 1/8 of a muffaletta does make sense I somehow feel like selling less than a quarter is not right) so I don't even know

I'd eat it, which, to me, is the most important part. I read the article but missed the $98 pricetag... is that, like, the whole round, but then he divides it up to sell? Ain't no sandwich, muffaleta or not, that I'm paying $98 for unless it comes with a... something I actually want, not what I was about to type, but I think you get my meaning.

At the beach for a couple of days visiting my aunt. Rest and relaxation, yay.