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About Tapetum

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  • Birthday 04/03/1969

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    Knitting, massage, singing, piano, flute, organ, karate, reading, writing...

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  1. I would be surprised if there weren't multiple textbooks written about 2020. If this were the northeast, I would definitely say it was a hawk kettle. We had days in Rochester where we counted more than 10,000 hawks - mostly broadwings, but also red tails, red shoulders - just about every kind of buteo found on the eastern seaboard, including on one notable occasion a swallow-tailed kite, which is not exactly usual around the Great Lakes. I am not nearly so familiar with the birds around Texas, though my Dad could probably still identify them at a glance. He's infam
  2. Happy anniversary to all those to whom it is applicable! And yes. Tell your parents you love them if you can. My parents are both still alive, however Mom lives in a long-term care facility that is now completely locked down. Unless a resident has a direct phone line, you can't contact them (staff is minimized, and too busy to bring residents to the phone), and Mom had her phone taken away over a year ago, due to her tendency to call people up and fill them in on her latest delusion - Dad was dead; Dad had committed suicide; Dad had tried to murder her using her estrogen cream; etc
  3. I was also seized by the baking gods yesterday. Found a nice, easy, slow rise sour cream roll recipe. Put it all together - and then realized that I'd misjudged the slow rise by a few hours, so unless somebody wanted to eat rolls in the dead of night, they were going to have to wait until morning for a bake and try. It now being morning, they have been baked, and are currently up on Rex's desk awaiting verdict, since I don't actually eat bread anymore. Which unfortunately doesn't seem to do anything to reduce how satisfying kneading and baking are.
  4. My marsupial spouse used to brew beer. My first and most vivid memory of this is shortly after I joined him in Arizona. He had a five gallon batch fermenting in the front bathroom, to which I had paid almost no attention. He was off at work when I heard a very loud bang, and went running to see what had happened, and was greeted with a beer fountain decorating the bathroom. It fortunately didn't smell dreadful, though fermenting beer is not my favorite smell, since it took pretty much forever, even after scrubbing, for the bathroom to stop smelling like a brewery.
  5. I remember incidents of inadvertent nudity caused by toddler. None in public, fortunately. Or rather, none of *mine* in public, and thereby hangs a tale. When my favorite marsupial and I were living in Arizona, we were building/buying a house. Eldest was barely one at closing. Our realtor, being a nice lady, and wanting things to go as smoothly as possible, opted to hold the adorable baby while we signed the endless stack of papers. He was very quiet, apparently being as good as gold, through the whole process, right up until we all stood up to shake hands, and for her to hand the
  6. Currently listening to younger son, as he embarks upon his quest to learn to cook, singing "Dee dee do do do, Cooking oatmeal!" as he waits for his water to boil. It is amusing and pretty endearing. He's now switched to the Barnum & Bailey song - same words, except with an occasional "Circus!" thrown in. I guess he's in a good mood this morning.
  7. The issue isn't that so many people are hospitalized, on vents, or dying as compared to all the other causes of disease and death. The issue is that all those people are hospitalized, on vents, or dying *in addition* to all the other people who are still doing those things from other causes. We're not having a covid outbreak instead of a nasty flu season. We're having a covid outbreak on top of a nasty flu season. Overtop the system capacity and more people start dying of things we could have prevented. As compared to the flu, the biggest issue seems to be that covid causes primar
  8. My first encounter with wasabi was in 1987. A sushi restaurant opened in town, and a friend and I decided to try this new thing we'd never heard of. So we got a sampler platter, and took turns choosing among the various shapes and colors of morsels. I was the lucky girl who chose the green globe and popped the whole thing into my mouth. I haven't been very fond of wasabi since.
  9. What a coincidence- that's exactly when I iron clothes! That and while in process of turning fabric into clothing. Best of luck with schooling and brain weasels!
  10. Interesting. Similarly autistic, but I seem to attract friends with BPD rather than sociopaths.
  11. Marsupial of mine - how have we been together this long without you realizing that I sometimes do this too? And Chocolate Iguana is lovely, especially with a good dose of half and half or HWC. And not nearly as lively as one might expect.
  12. Happy NaNoWriMo! As of the stroke of midnight, the annual national novel writing challenge is on - 50,000 words in 30 days. The younger sprog and I are tackling it as a pair this year (older son is doing his own challenge). We have a world, characters, and general plot we both like, now to see if we can get our quite disparate working styles to play nice together. He's a slightly obsessive planner, while I like to get some idea of what I'm aiming for, and then jump off and let the words catch me. Too much planning seems to stifle my ability to let the story flow. I'm ho
  13. Finished with the third performance in 10 days, and the only one that was planned more than 4 days out. Twas fun trying to practice the organ for "Pipes and Pumpkins" when the director of the flute choir I pinch hit for kept handing me new music and concert dates 3-4 days hence. She seems to have great faith in my ability to sight read anything. With any luck, I now get a little time to actually practice and learn new things on a non-emergency basis, since my next actual performance (not counting the church choirs) isn't until December.
  14. When does a joke become a Dad joke? When it becomes apparent! Flute doesn't play from the left side - the lip plate and levers are wrong. There isn't a lot of difference in coordination required between the two hands, though. The right hand has three holes, two trill levers, and the E-flat, low C and C# keys, while the left hand has four holes (add thumb), the G# key, one trill key and the B-flat lever. Clarinet is similar, except the B-flat lever is a register key instead. It might be slightly harder for a lefty, but I wouldn't think by much. A strong dom
  15. I'm confused. Other than guitar, and maybe string instruments like violin, what would left handedness affect in music? Every instrument I can think of uses both hands relatively equally. If you're so strongly biased toward one hand that the other is basically useless, I can see it, but that would be a problem regardless of which hand was weak. And handedness definitely shouldn't affect singing.
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