The best sound of the whole night? When young kids were simply unable to really manage the salad tongs, and so it would just be this sound of constant buzzing for like 20 seconds. Hilarious. Made me laugh every single time.
When the power tools come out, things are getting real. It was a bit of a snug fit, but we slowly carved out spots for each of the electrical outlets.
It’s been a long, long time since I did this. But the parts and pieces are all familiar. Though we had a lot of electrical outlets in the basement, the shapes weren’t quite what we needed… so Liz and I made a special trip to Home Depot, just for some newer outlets. Which turned out to be an excellent call, because we got some good stuff.
So this year, finally, Liz and I got motivated a bit ahead of schedule. We got an idea together for Hallween, and set out to make it happen in the few days leading up to the big day.
Back in 2018, there was a fan film made starring Fillion as Nathan Drake (the main character from the Uncharted games). And it was fantastic. And it’s all I can think about now, because Fillion just really embodies Drake’s character to me – it’s hard to not imagine him in this role.
Lately, Liz has documented several times where I’ve left the gates… open, shall we say. Enough that last night, I walked into the kitchen to see this:
Liz and I talked about going out to see the waves from Lake Michigan during the afternoon, but we were both just too busy. So we ended up hopping in the car around 5PM, to go have a look before things got too dark.
“The medical examiner is a physician. So his relationship to the dead body is that of a doctor to a patient. That’s my patient. And he tells me what happened to him. He tells me if he has disease or injury. He often can tell me how he received it. He’s asking me to tell a story. It is very powerful. You have an obligation to the patient to get it right.”
Woke up early this morning, for a trek out to Reuse Depot. Liz was looking for some wavy glass to use, for her window resoration project – and the best option was to find some older windows, and to cut the pieces she needed from them.
I thought to snap a photo before we lit things up and settled in our chairs… but forgot to take a photo afterwards. We mostly just sat and looked into the backyard, admired the arbor, and watched the evening slowly take over the day.
Liz, continuing her work on restoring the hall windows. Because all the previous glass panes had a lot of scratches… she cut new window panes by hand, and applied the putty to set each pane into the window.
The first one took some time, but it looked like she found her rhythm.
It was a bit refreshing to get out, and was quite literally a walk in the park. The two of us used to have a morning walk routine, but that fell by the wayside rather quickly. I’m not sure if we’ll keep this up (particularly with the days getting darker, earlier)… but it was a nice reminder that there’s life away from the desk.
“Kissing babies
I’m alive but I’m dead inside
Burying my face against the wall
Silent scathing smile
The family planning aisle
I can feel my sanity dissolve”
“Some of us were arriving, hungry
impatient, while others had eaten
and were leaving, bidding goodbye”
Each year, I tend to drag my feet and ho and hum about Halloween. I used to really get into the holiday, and the last few years… I’m not sure what it is. It’s been harder to get excited by it. I used to love it, and it’s been difficult to recapture that sense of wonder.
It tends to pop back up the night before Halloween, which is good and bad.