I live in a small socialist republic. Everyone knows everyone, and fourth-generation residents are not uncommon.
I like scrambling up steep trails.
I bake multi-tier, brightly-colored Seusslike cakes from scratch.
I am whimsical, sarcastical, and a beaming dandelion.
I am whimsical, sarcastical, and a beaming dandelion
Flipping switches on the circuit breaker trying to find out whether the circuit I want to put my kiln on has sufficient amperage.
Trying new things like skiing, flying planes, blowing glass, and getting in that wet stuff without drowning.
Causing people to have strange dreams. For example, "I had a dream last night in which you wrote a play consisting entirely of characters who were anthropomorphized plumbing parts. The lead was a hot-water spigot.
Leaving myself cryptic notes in cookbooks. I was looking for a cake recipe in Death by Chocolate Cake and found a post-it note: "Layers are too thin (skipped fluffer)." Fluffer? What?
Acquiring new hobbies.
At least (well, exactly) one person has noted, though not upon first sight, that I am a "blue-haired pan of foxyness fresh out of the server room". Or at least, I was referred to that way in a hypothetical proposition.
Radio: Yes, I'm inserting my own sections. My favorite podcasts are To the Best of Our Knowledge and This American Life. When I run out of those, I have a selection of other NPR productions, various Mac-related news thingies, and an obscure music discovery show.
Movies: My memory is not indexed for random access. I need a search term, but I will attempt to answer this (ow! ow! table scan!). I was muchly entertained by the Triplets of Belleville, and the theme song sends me skipping around the house, snapping my fingers wildly. Again, our little secret, okay? I love The Princess Bride and Star Wars, of course. I like Hackers, much to the dismay of my geekier friends. I enjoyed Amelie and Real Genius. Audrey Hepburn movies are just too cute for words. I love the TVization of PG Wodehouse's Jeeves and Wooster.
Music: People claim the breadth of my music collection and the fact that I listen to it all randomized together makes them dizzy. Random sampling: Paris Combo, Clare Fader, The Magnetic Fields and various other incarnations of Stephen Merritt, Kirsty MacColl, Moxy Fruvous, The Rankin Family, MC Honky, The Dandy Warhols, the Postal Service, Tom Waits, and The Chromatics (NASA Goddard's a cappella group).
Food: Chicken in coconut cream sauce at the local Burmese restaurant (and shweji, of course, but that goes without saying). Lattes. The Lebanese Taverna (mmmm, food in warm pitas). Organic burritos. Agave nectar (in the lattes -- not as a refreshing thirst-quencher, though it would make a decent substitute for Gu).
Comics: You should read xkcd. Go on, you didn't really need to accomplish anything today. You have time to get through the whole archive if you start now.
Quitting my job to be an artist. So far I'm settling for keeping my job and being an artist though, because I like having health insurance and being able to pay my mortgage.
Finding probabilities based on a hypergeometric distribution of refrigerators that make high-pitched, oscillating noises.
Processing photos and posting new work on my website.