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Are you there HAL? It's me, Margaret.

A friend of mine is working for an artificial intelligence (AI) company. Their product is very much in its infancy, and I think they're working out how to position themselves in the growing AI market. My friend asked if I'd like to be a beta user of sorts, tinker with

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To Boldly Go

I finished the third season of For All Mankind. It wasn't easy. The writing, dialogue, and acting were pretty bad in spots. But I like stories about space, what-ifs, science, and problem-solving. For All Mankind has plenty of that. I didn't know anything about the show going in. Not a

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Unexpected Purchase

Note: This post is a few weeks old, sitting in my drafts. What the heck, I'm posting it. I'm not thrilled about the wet, cold Seattle March. In happier times, I would be. It's about this time that I start (very low-key) dreading the summer heat and smoke without air

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H Mart wasabi hits different

Capitol Hill has an H Mart (technically their M2M urban convenience variant...ugh, I wrote variant). I love it. I haven't really bought much there, but I like walking around, despite the looming security guards. I've been on an Asian noodle kick recently. Thanks, Kenji. I need to ask one

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A big burrito

It's raining in Seattle. Go figure. I ducked into a Pike Street joint for a takeout burrito. Their house burrito, with vegan beef. It's enormous. The vegan beef lets me, for a brief moment, pretend it's healthy. There's a woman sitting at the bar, also ordering takeout. The bartender is

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A Fallen Son

I caught up with an old friend tonight, and it was fantastic. As the hour approached, I threw up the usual road-blocks. I'm tired. I'm reclusive. Can I reschedule? Grateful that the answer came up no. Go. TB, we went to Bar Cotto, and it was wonderful. I had a

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Half of what you see, none of what you hear

Today was a good day, yesterday was pretty lousy. Let's start with the lousy. It started off ok. The building manager and the gas meter inspector folks were coming round. You know what that meant - stuffing everything into a closet. I'm exaggerating, a little. (TB - I always imagine

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Where are the 24 hour pharmacies?

I worry this is turning into the COVID blog. I think I'm in the clear by CDC standards, but I really want to see an actual negative test. I walked up to 15th - the pharmacies at Walgreen's and Safeway were closed. I walked over to the Walgreen's at Pine

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Mea Culpa

This blog was a happy accident. I started it because I thought I needed a web presence for an ill-defined pursuit of photojournalism. A poorly thought out quest. I am seeking, and I think that is something that unites all of us. We're seeking meaning, purpose, understanding, and community. Initially,

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Vehicular Mysteries

Standard warning - this might get a little non-linear. The 10 people who read this weird blog know what they're getting into, but I like to provide a warning so the people in Finland looking to hire a flailing American freelancer aren't put off. A dead battery and a deep

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Catching up

I hope everyone is enjoying a safe, relaxing weekend. I'd say it's beautiful here in Seattle. For any normal person that would be accurate. A little hot for me. I'm partly to blame. Haven't turned on the fan yet. I went to run some errands this morning but stopped in

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Happy Birthday!

The folks at Corvus celebrated their 5th tonight. It was nice to wander over there for a bit. Explorateur and Smoke Break DJed. Lots of familiar faces. I was very happy to see them all. I'm not sure who coined the term 3rd places. I think it's a book? Or

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Meander

Happy Sunday. Short post, I promise. I met two friends and Eleanor, the sweetest lab pit bull gal you'll ever meet, yesterday for an unhurried, unplanned, meandering walk through Seattle. We all had cameras, but we didn't use them much. Lots of great, meaningful conversation interspersed with lots of quiet.

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Limbo

Things are as weird as ever. Cue Mr. Byrne - Same as it ever was. I can't make heads or tails of it. I've stopped in at Corvus a couple of times this week to see friends. It's been wonderful, but it wasn't the cathartic moment I'd imagined. I figured

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How do you know a pandemic is ending?

Salivating neocons can gratefully and unabashedly return to the (very distant) sidelines and cheer on the slaughter of Palestinians. Our tax dollars at work. There's probably a box somewhere on our tax forms that would allow us to waive our refunds to help send more bombs and ammunition to the

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Goodbye Mandy Quinn

I realized fairly early on that COVID was coming for the United States. I was in Arizona when I read about the first cases in Seattle. In early February I started driving back to Seattle, hoping the whole thing would fizzle out. Nope. In March 2020 I started making plans.

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On the fringes of May Day

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Good News Bad News, Chow Hall Eats, Taku, and Adios Privacy

Bad news first. Tonight's Chow Hall Eats was something that only an awful cook with a very low bar (it me!) could like. Total fail that I wouldn't serve to anyone. Except me. I liked it. That which comes off my stove top and doesn't kill me only makes me.

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Mid-night in the garden of childhood

Does all of Seattle feel like it's under the SEATAC corridor? I feel like 12th Avenue is an approach corridor, but I suspect everyone in the city thinks the planes are flying directly overhead. I kind of like it, but I'm also one of those assumes the worst people -

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If it's too yummy to be true...

I love kefir. It can't be good for you. It's too delicious. The label says it's healthy, but in my experience, anything that makes you want to inhale 4+ serving sizes at once can't be the road to beach bod. Even now it's sitting there in my fridge, calling to

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Jackie was a skateboarder...

I worry about dogs. I think about those paintings of dogs playing poker and the conversations. Pre-2020, I suspect the poker games lasted an anxious, reluctant 20 minutes, a commitment to maintaining K9 friendships despite an eagerness to get back home. Post-2020, I imagine the games now last an extra

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Davinci Resolve convert

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Perfect Spring Day (and site news)

Testing something out. If you can't read this post, please don't worry. Working on some behind the scenes nuts and bolts of the site. If you subscribe to the site, could you do me a favor - let me know if you can read the post?

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Time is a flat circle

Out of the Shoebox

Out of the Shoebox: Miss(shu) or fun with phonetics

Phonetics might not be the right word. It's one of those words I think I know what it means, but I'm not really sure. I love the Vivace coffee stand on Broadway. I'll go ahead and lay a wager. Anyone who has ever lived on Capitol Hill, whenever they see