Erik Vorhes @erikvorhes@mastodon.social

Five-grain sourdough!

Surpriceless: https://www.punchlinedesign.net/pun_generator/

Erica found some at Psycho Donuts in Santa Clara. Saints be praised!

Still in dire need of a place in the Bay Area that sells pączki.

Abram turned 8 today!

Public Service Announcement

“Egg hog? What’s that?” — Abram

‪Proud parenting moment: being screamed at by Hazel for trying to help her set the table.‬

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse is absolutely fantastic. Amazing, even. It’s probably the best Spider-Man movie, at least in our universe.

This is a friendly reminder that December 15 is the deadline to enroll for insurance coverage on healthcare.gov: https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/welcome-to-our-modern-hospital-where-if-you-want-to-know-a-price-you-can-go-fuck-yourself

Thanksgiving prep.

Zora has started work on her big independent project — she’s baking! https://zorasbread.home.blog/2018/11/20/enriched-sandwich-bread/

This dude has no clue how schools are structured in California. https://slate.com/technology/2018/11/california-smoke-air-quality-risk-schools-canceled.html

— There’s a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive. With all dead, well, with all dead there’s usually only one thing you can do.

— What’s that?

— Go through his clothes and look for loose change.

[RIP William Goldman]

https://www.nytimes.com/2018/11/16/obituaries/william-goldman-dead.html

I love the smell of fine particulate in the morning.

Jury duty.

May the saints of all the stars and constellations
Bring you hope
As they guide you out of the dark and into the light
On this voyage and in the next
And all the journeys still to come
For now and ever more.

VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE!

Remember, remember, the fifth of November, Hazel, our baby, was born!

(She replies, “I’m not a baby any more, I’m four!”)