Firsts

  • Woke up one morning last week, did the usual: checked Twitter, the blog, emails. NYtimes morning briefings don’t interest me as much as they used to -world keeps getting more fucked up and ludicrous by the day. Google Scholar alerting me there’s a paper out on our area. “Shit! Another one from another lab. Fuckers!” Click on the link and I see my name! My grandfather’s name, to be exact. Wish it could have been my father’s or mother’s. I’m not making too much of it though. I feel like I should have contributed more, and recognize that it’s only the beginning. But each brick matters, and I don’t want to be an ungrateful prick. Here’s to hoping the next one comes right on the heels of this one. Also received a congratulatory message from an unexpected person. It felt nice.
  • Now, I’ve been wary of water in all its shapes and forms ever since “the great near drowning incident of 2015”. But I got to try my legs at a little bit of skiing and snowboarding. Motivation for the madness came in the form of the persistence of a coworker and from a celebratory mode stemming from recent inroads made in the scientific publishing arena 🙂 –“I’ll know that I’ve been published even if I end up dying out there” Fell down a bunch of times የቂጤ ብርጭቆ እስኪሰበር ድረስ.

birchiqo

The resident pain in the neck has gotten worse (was cupping my chin two days later). Can’t help but contemplate about things that could have went wrong (thoughts of Shumacher, although I stuck to the bunny hill the entire time; ሆሆ! ጎመን በጤና አሉ እትዬ … ) and how ill-advised of me it was not to wear a helmet. I swear I lost a couple of pounds in the aftermath. And I don’t think dehydration via a constantly running nose would account for the entire loss; probably left behind some minor organ on the slopes. There were moments of “I’m chillin’ homes!” and of “I’m the king of the world!” An enjoyable experience overall; I think I will do it again

  • Had oysters.

oysters

I liked the taste and how al dente (?) the meat was. Yes, tried the crustaceans and now on the mollusks, Dr S from Invertebrate Zoology would have been proud. Next stop, caviar, baby!

One

….Should have never left in the first place. You just have to understand. You’re a lot, Midge

A lot of what?

You meet a girl. Maybe she’s pretty. Maybe she’s smart. Maybe she’s funny. Maybe your parents like her. Maybe you get really lucky and she’s one or two of those things. I got em all. That’s a lot.

Wasn’t enough though

It was. It was more than enough. I fell in love with you the moment I asked you out and you said no….I never left…

The fuck are you trying to say, man?

Anyway, the above was taken from the final episode of season 1 of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. I’m on that Mozart in the Jungle too. Making good use of my Amazon Prime subscription.

The old guard:

The young’n doing the old guard:

This old thing

For the sick beat, and the ዕልልታ; ምንም እንኳን በጸሎታችሁ አስቡኝ ብሎ ሲያበቁ ዕልልልልልል ማለት ወጉ ባይሆንም…

Baby you got me like ah, woo, ah
Don’t you stop loving me (loving me)
Don’t quit loving me (loving me)
Just start loving me (loving me)

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. geTere
    Feb 12, 2018 @ 09:15:57

    My sequence is BBC, slashdot, these days ethiopian news from all over, and then whatever. Same sequence on the way back home except that I play Hill Climb 2 🙂 Really nice game. I have unlocked all the levels except one new one that came when the app got upgraded. Engine, grip, suspension and awd whatever that is, have hugely been invested on.

    እስቲ እንስሳቶቹን ለቀቅ አርጋቸው። የተክሎች phylum ሁሉ ሞክረሀቸዋል?

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