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(no subject) [Aug. 26th, 2016|06:05 pm]
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A lesson from today: Gatorade and Clif bars are fine, but a chocolate shake on mile 43 of a 52 mile ride is amazing.

The Burger King told me they only have one size of shake. I wanted a small, but they only sell them as mediums. I was confused. Online menus suggest that there are, in fact, other sizes, despite the protestations of the employee I talked to today.
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Bicycle work [Aug. 24th, 2016|08:22 pm]
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I've always procrastinated about doing 'messy' maintenance on my bike, but once I actually do it, it's not that bad. That was true about starting to oil my chain regularly, and today it turned out to be true about grease. With a few things from the hardware store, I did an overhaul on my brake assemblies. The arms mount on metal studs that they rotate on, and for *years* the force of the brakes never seemed quite centered between the two arms, even after the overhaul I got done earlier this Summer.

Following instructions from the internet, I took the arms off, used Simple Green to clean everything, sanded the studs smooth with a 600-grit sandpaper, applied lithium-based waterproof grease, and reassembled. Not only is the movement centered now so I don't have to try to mount the wheel slightly off-center to compensate for unequal friction, but after adjustment the brakes are working the best I can remember them ever working. I'm proud of myself! Now I need to learn how to do something similar with Nathan's bike. He's biking to work most days now, and I want to make sure he's safe.
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(no subject) [Aug. 24th, 2016|10:55 am]
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"In those days, doctors did not always tell patients that they had cancer. In this new era of medical consumerism, most cancer patients are told they have the disease." -New York Times, 5-23-2000, health and fitness section describing Rudolph Giuliani's decision to leave the senate race due to prostate cancer.

To emphasize: "In this new era...most cancer patients are told they have the disease." Well I should damned well hope so!
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Clothes Shopping [Aug. 24th, 2016|09:36 am]
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I do not identify as trans, but as someone who is biologically male and not of the male gender, every detail in this brief piece about shopping for women's clothes as a trans woman is accurate about the fear and anxiety that I feel when shopping for traditionally feminine clothing. I've gotten comfortable enough that I'll at least look through women's jeans (not really because they're feminine, but because they can be so much more *visually interesting* than men's jeans!) in thrift stores, but I'm still nervous about that and can't bring myself to look at skirts or dresses. A few people have gone with me and just been present while I did so, and I am so grateful to them.
(Special mention to my housemate for giving me a lot of his old feminine stuff as well as having offered to go shopping with me!)
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(no subject) [Aug. 23rd, 2016|10:12 pm]
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Over the weekend, I helped Posi get more packing done on Friday and Saturday, between building more stuff in our Factorio game. On Sunday he and I drove up to Kenosha to help Serin and Todd with their move to Racine. Their new house is so wonderfully cute. I was in love at first site, as, they told me, were they. I don't want to own or live in a house, but if I did, it would be one like theirs. It also gave me unexpected feelings of domesticity. I suddenly wanted very much to have a space to share with Danae in the long term, that we won't be moving away from in a few years. I wanted to be a part of building the kind of life situation that Serin and Todd have. It made me suddenly feel happy, and sad, and lucky, and inadequate, and in love... it was a confusing mix of emotions to sort through, complicated more by their having ambushed me that way.

My dad came down to Evanston for a day of thrifting with me. We spent all of yesterday hunting through stores from the south side of Chicago up to downtown. This was a good time for board games at thrift store. He and I found a copy of Mayfair Games' Power Lunch, while on Sunday Posi and I found Mice and Mystics, Quarriors, and the Mageknight board game at Goowill in Kenosha. Mice and Mystics in particular was a nice find since Danae and I have wanted to give it a try for a while, and I paid $10 for the $60 game.

I also found a metal slinky, Dance Factory (the only PS2 dance pad game I was still looking for), a set of coasters with warning graphics from Portal 2, and other doodads. I had a really fun time with my dad too. We talked about maybe going to the railroad crossing in Rochelle for train watching sometime in the future too.

Today, I helped Nathan put a new inner tube in his bike, and did my best to teach that process along with brake adjustment. It's really difficult putting experiential knowledge into words for the first time. I got decent at it working in tech support, but this is a whole other area of expertise. The two of us also drove to Rogers Park so I could introduce him to the Recyclery. That's the bike co-op that I was volunteering at last Summer.

I installed a new ceiling fixture in the condo today. I expected it to take twenty minutes. To my meta non-surprise, it took an hour twenty. But it's there and we like it. I've been catching up on various tasks that piled up from having been away all weekend and most of Monday too.
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Rainy Morning [Aug. 20th, 2016|08:20 am]
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My sleeping brain must have been processing the heavy rain outside. I woke from a nightmare about being outside with a group of people when a tornado touched down. I was trying to hide under some concrete steps, but someone brought me into a building. There, another person who had been outside wanted to go out and try to help more people, but we were being convinced to stay in where it was safe. I hugged that person and we both fell into helpless crying. Then I woke up.

I had a nice breakfast of leftover pizza while watching rain come down in Posi's backyard. Then a utility finder came by, spraying paint and flagging something diagonally across the space. I got self-conscious and hid back from the window where he wouldn't see me staring at him, even though I wanted to watch. I felt kind of bad for him, out working in heavy rain like that.

The ride to Grayslake was really nice yesterday. I did almost the whole forty miles without having to check my phone for directions, thus I was a bit faster: just about three hours to Posi's old place. This trip really makes me want to do a long cross-country ride someday. From the dense downtown of Evanston to the open fields near Libertyille to the almost jungle-like forest around the Des Plaines River, it's wonderful seeing the sights.
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Shelter dogs, inconsiderate cyclists [Aug. 18th, 2016|04:38 pm]
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A dog at the animal shelter who shared a name with a dog who used to be in my life, Kuma, was euthanized today. He had dangerous behavior issues and had bitten volunteers, but I will miss him, and feel sad for a life that could have been much better. I'm sure his time in a dog pound, no matter how much volunteers work and care and love, didn't help. Dogs, and any animal, are a lifetime commitment. Don't forget that if you're thinking about having one in your home.

I always thought of my Kuma whenever I came to the shelter and saw him there. This was the last picture I took of my own Kuma.

But I"m Tired Daddy


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In other news, I got to the therapist today and found that someone had locked their bike flat across the entirety of one of the two bike racks, keeping other people from using it. I left a note tucked between his u-lock and bike frame. "The way you parked your bike is really inconvenient for other cyclists. Please don't be "that guy." Thanks!"

It was still there when I left my appointment, so hopefully it will remain until the owner sees it.
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Shedd Aquarium [Aug. 16th, 2016|10:40 pm]
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From a trip to the Shedd Aquarium with mother, brother, and brother's boyfriend today. Map Turtle is not amused.


Map Turtle - Shedd Aquarium


On the L on the way back, we got to listen to a couple of Germans teach their friends, a couple of Canadian anglophones, about bar-crawling in Germany and how to say "Fuck you" in German to people who want to fight. I love Chicago.
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Infrastructure photos [Aug. 11th, 2016|05:17 pm]
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Pigeons at the Burlington Canal Lift Bridge in Hamilton. I love movable bridges. This one is an impressive vertical lift span bridge. It reminds me a little of the one in Houghton-Hancock, Michigan.

Pigeons at the Burlington Canal Lift Bridge
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Infrastructure photos [Aug. 11th, 2016|05:04 pm]
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As I wrote earlier, I'm thinking of photographing active, in-use infrastructure and machinery. Here's one from my recent trip to Canada; a high-voltage pylon in Hamilton, Ontario on the Lake Ontario shore.

Transmission Pylon on Lake Ontario I

There are a lot of interesting pylons along the bike path north of the botanic gardens; I may head there with a telephoto lens soon and try out some compositions.
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