Day 283 of Project 365: Slow-cooker curry.


This slow-cooker Thai curry recipe turned out great. Now I have lunches for half the week, too. It’s gluten-free but not vegetarian; I think it could be made vegetarian with a bit more eggplant and sweet potato instead of the chicken, plus a proper substitute for fish sauce.

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It’s disappointing not to be able to share the new-recipe victory with FunkyPlaid, but I’ll just have to make it again when he comes home.

I also made a small gif of the autumn leaves swirling about my home in Second Life.

Back to work in the morning! I hope this cold shoves off soon …

Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: freight trains in the distance.

Day 276 of Project 365: Sunday cooking.


Today I made vegetarian mole chili, cornbread, and raw chocolate chip cookie dough bites. Tonight I am full!


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In the wee hours of the morning, Zen heaved herself up the stairs not once but twice because FunkyPlaid and I were too asleep to pay attention to her. Goodness knows how long it took her to climb the stairs, but she did it. After accomplishing that feat, Zen shoved the bedroom door open and yowled at the top of her lungs.

That was a fun way to wake up.

Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: Maria Bamford’s “Ask Me About My New God!”

Day 273 of Project 365: Pollo Norte.


Shortly after FunkyPlaid and I moved to Portland, our dear friends C and R introduced us to the delicious Mexican-style rotisserie chicken of Pollo Norte. Tonight it was a perfect dinner option for our exhausted, stressed selves.

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I love my job and I am also desperate for the work week to be over. I’ve been on the edge of a cold for days now and could use a Saturday filled with nothing but sleep.

Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: nothing at all.

Days 253-259 of Project 365: Myriad mundanities.


Sometimes you sit at home in a world that only exists in a collective imagination. (Credits below.)


Sometimes you go out into the real world and inhabit what a joyful fever-dream of a Kevin Costner-obsessed, seven-foot-tall clown who will never speak, only sing and grunt and command people to eat cupcakes while he sings “Under Pressure” at them.

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Sometimes you are at work and an echo of your past heart walks in as your throat closes and you half-kneel, half-crouch, bargaining with time so maybe this moment could last a little longer than it surely will, bargaining with your shoddy memory which deftly picks exactly now to tell you that this isn’t your beloved but rather someone else’s beloved and can’t you see that all the details are wrong and it doesn’t matter but you won’t cry, no you won’t, not at work, not at a new job, and so you make all of your adult body stand up and smile and walk away.

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And the rest of the week? You simply take pictures of the things that fill up other spaces in your brain, colors and shapes in pleasant arrangements, nothing too dangerous, nothing too bizarre: myriad mundanities that somehow add up to a life.

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Credits for Second Life snap (vaguely left-to-right):


  • Studio Skye – Enchanted Woods v2 – 4 (clearing) [resized]
  • Trompe Loeil – Garden Bard Abode (no gardens)
  • Schadenfreude Gunmetal Distressed Bethlem Apothecary Cabinet
  • Schadenfreude Dark Angel Dress Form RARE
  • .random.Matter. – Ire Cabinet – Rose
  • Ex Machina Terrarium 1
  • *HEXtraordinary* Chameleon Companion – Green Rainbow – RARE
  • Apple Fall Books
  • Concept} 07. Retro Radio – Cere – RARE
  • Concept}  Retro Radio – Books
  • DIGS – Heritage Armchair – FLF Limited [MESH]
  • junk. battered leather couch. brown. pg.
  • Trompe Loeil – Antique Floor Lamp with projection lighting
  • MIASNOW Home – RUG LOTUS 10 ~black to brown


{ Visit Chez Cygnoir in Second Life! }

Writing from: my study in Portland. Listening to: “Wasted Time” by Eagles.