The race!


Sorry to have disappeared. Have you been following? So Oracle has tied it up, and now there’s one race left for the cup.

K and N and I are going to watch from Treasure Island.

It’s quite exciting!

Also, so great to have N home.

So —


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Preparing for total heartbreak at around 1:40 or so. I’ve got the ipad and it’s all charged up.

In the meantime, here’s what the morning was like:

I left late. Lucy, the elderly cat, took a notion to go out and sniff around in the front yard.

The gym was very quiet, which was great, and the locker room, for some reason, was full of feeble old women. Including me, of course. I don’t know what we were doing there.

I forgot my hair brush.

As I walked up the street, after stopping at the drug store to buy a dedicated gym hairbrush, I passed a kid in grey flannel slacks, oxford shirt, tie, blue v-neck sweater, and flip-flops on very tanned feet. Ha!

How lovely that my desk is clean-ish.

All right. Guess I’ll go brush my hair, then.




Oh, the blasted Kiwi’s have done a very nice job. Bah.

Ah, but nice rounding by Oracle.

The Americans have overtaken! But one tack behind . . .

Oh, a great move by Emirates NZ — keeping the starboard tack.

Oh, it’s another f*ing tacking duel.

Oh, oh, oh.

Getting close again. I can’t look.

Oh, I think it’s over —


“The wind did them in.”


Boat races

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Okay, terrible phone pictures (for much better ones just google), but I was there on Saturday.

A and I drove in and walked down to Crissy field. There were a lot of people about — the parking lots were all full, for one thing, and only A’s handicapped tag allowed us to park — but the beach is large enough that it wasn’t crowded. We got there just in time for the start, and had a prime view of the near-capsize. So that was exciting.

Sunday, I stayed home, watched on tv, and tried to organize the books.

I emptied the bookcase by the front door and filled it up again with hiking and knitting books. Emptying the knitting books from the kitchen bookcase meant that all the cookbooks fit there, with the gardening books, and there are none on the floor. That actually is a victory.

However, of course, the pile of books in the kitchen just transformed itself into a pile of books by the front door, i.e. the books that came out of the front door case to make room for the knitting books. I fear I am going to have to go upstairs and work on the fiction bookshelf. Surely I can get rid of some of those to somehow absorb the fiction now in the front door heap. What it comes down to is that I am going to have to get rid of some books. And really, I want to. I don’t want to have so much stuff. It’s just — I got rid of a bunch of Barbara Pym novels long ago and then they all went out of print. So maybe I get rid of things not likely to go out of print? Would it be safe to get rid of Daniel Deronda?

So — but a start has been made, and that’s something.

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M called this morning. Somehow her rain jacket has gone missing and we are under extended negotiations concerning the color of its replacement.

She’s taking some kind of course where she’s supposed to be tracking animals in the wilderness and she saw a weasel, and possibly a woodchuck. She thinks she found the weasel’s den. This astounds me. I know animals live in the woods, but I never have much luck seeing them. I think she may be having one of those rare years when your courses all feed on each other, you’re living with people you like, and you are sharing your studio with the three people you like best in your department. I hope so — what a glorious thing.

Okay. Got to go.

Rowing upstream

Sydney Rowing Club Fours training on the Parramatta River, Sydney
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Went to the gym this morning. Oh why do I ever not go to the gym! I always feel 440% better after I do.

[Because to go to the gym means I can’t lie in bed and then read a book at breakfast, that’s why.]

Stopped for a rosemary pine nut scone between gym and work, too. You may think that sounds a bit odd, but let me tell you it was the most delicious thing I have ever eaten.

Plans to go see the America’s Cup races today fell through. Surely we will go on Saturday . . .

Also, the decision to leave a pair of black clogs at work was a work of genius. Now I wear sneakers to walk in and I have grown up shoes at work! I believe I may not be the first person ever to think of this.

All right — back to work.

Edited to add — Not looking good at all for Oracle Team USA. Okay, I know Larry Ellison is horrible, but it was such a good idea to have the races in SF Bay where you can see them, and I also feel bad for poor old Jimmy Spithill. “You can be a rooster one day and a feather duster the next, mate.” I guess that’s the truth.