A Brief History Of Nearly Everything (That's Happened In The Last 10 Days)

Oh dear, I've been terrible, haven't I? Haven't posted for at least a week, and there's no real excuse for it except that I've been so busy at work, and when I haven't been busy at work, I've been busy getting to work—and from work, come to think of it—because I have a two-hour commute these days (hour and a half if I'm lucky), and that seems to truncate the days an awful lot. Other things I've neglected recently include my email, my eyebrows, my roots, the towering pile of overdue library books on my bedside table, and the state of my house in general. Basically, don't come over. Or look at me anywhere above the nose. 

So a good thing has happened since we last spoke—well, since I last spoke at you—and a bad one has happened too. The good one is that Sean started a new job, and the bad one is that our car got broken into. The two weren't related, I DON'T THINK—uh-oh, now I'm imagining a spurned candidate looking Sean up on Linked In and following him home under cover of night, but then again I have been reading a lot of detective fiction lately—but they both happened in the last ten days and karma is sort of a bitch like that so I thought I'd mention them together anyway. Peaks and valleys! 

Sean's new job is very exciting—although it means we don't commute together anymore, leaving me as the sole survivor of the SOUL-SUCKING SOJOURN DOWN 101, hang on a minute while I write that down, oh look I just did—but the car break-in was not so exciting. In fact, it was terrible. For reasons I cannot even bear to go into—pure stupidity, basically, and also tiredness and laziness—Sean had left his wallet in the car that night, and that, of course, was taken. I know, I know—how ridiculous to leave your wallet in the car! What do you expect? You get what you get when you do what you do, etcetera etcetera, and I'd almost believe the crushing sense of self-loathing and humiliation was the worst part of it all for Sean, except he had to go straight to the DMV the next morning to get a new license, so....yeah. I think it was probably that. 

As well as the wallet, the thief also took our FastTrak (the automatic thing that lets you go through tolls without stopping), the fleece I bought Sean for Christmas, a hoodie he'd bought on the last day at his old job, and a leather jacket I got a few years ago and which I am sure the thief was very disappointed with once he got it into some better lighting because it is a) fake leather and b) from TJ Maxx. Curiously, this thief didn't take our GPS, nor another jacket of Sean's that was right on the backseat with the others. Apart from the question, of course, of why we had so many damn jackets in the car in the first place, this is the most mysterious part of all. But maybe khaki green wasn't his color, who can say. 

In happier news, my dad came up to San Francisco to visit for the weekend—my mum is in England for two months, and I think he got a little lonely only having conversations with the UPS man—and we went to the Hardly Strictly Bluegrass festival in Golden Gate Park. The Hardly Strictly Bluegrass festival is free, which means there are seven trazillion people there, and it is also the scene of the most rampant and casual drugtaking I have ever seen in my life. My dad went  the first day by himself—it was a Friday, so we were at work—and when he walked in that evening he looked at us and said "I AM AS HIGH AS A KITE." He was only kidding, of course (wait....I think?) but the air was so thick with marijuana smoke, he reported, that he felt like his left foot would start talking to him at any moment, and this is a guy who has lived through the sixties, remember, so he knows what's what. 

Anyway, here are some gratuitous pictures of the festival so you can imagine for yourselves what it's like to press up against 10,000 sweaty bodies on an unseasonably warm afternoon while trying to find a normal brownie to buy, god dammit, I just want a normal brownie, just a normal one. 

So that's me all caught up then, what have you been up to?

Oh wait, no! I also made an apple pie.

Okay, now we're caught up. 

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Oct 14, 2012

The way Sean is sitting in that first picture it looks like he has a mullet due to the woman behind him!
Congrats on the job! Boo on the break in. We are so VERY paranoid after living overseas where they will break into your car and steal anything and everything, even used makeup!

That pie looks amazeballs! Yum.
I really love your photos from the festival, and your dad sounds like a right laugh! I especially love the first photo, the guy on the right with the high waisted jeans and the hat looks straight out of the 70s. Love it.

Oct 15, 2012

Someone broke in to my car a few weeks ago, while it was parked in my driveway. (And by broke, I mean opened the doors because I apparently forgot to lock it.) And stole $1.67 in change and a small bottle of ibuprofen. They left behind 21 cents, which is just weird. They were hopefully terribly disappointed with their haul.

Some people are jerks.

Oct 15, 2012

Hahahaha I was also going to comment that Sean looks like his has a mullet in the third picture, and thought that maybe he had dressed that way on purpose because all the photos look like you were at Woodstock

Jan Ross
Oct 15, 2012

Life is so full of coincidences! I just wrote about this conference (which I had never heard of previously) on a site I write for called Deal Angel. Couldn't believe it when you mentioned it in this post!

Oct 15, 2012

Our car window was smashed because we also lazily decided not to take our really heavy (and expensive) scuba diving gear into our DC apartment. Strangely nothing was taken. My theory is that it was also too heavy for the crooks to want to carry.

Oct 15, 2012

Our minivan was broken into last November (stupid me left it unlocked), the thief was caught, the police have our GPS (the only thing taken), and I'm STILL trying to get the police to give us our GPS back. Any day now... Sigh.

Anna Louisa
Oct 15, 2012

Sarah, a friend of mine had the same broken window/nothing stolen thing happen to her here! (minus the scuba gear - that would be too much). Maybe our D.C. crooks are just lazy?


Heather B.
Oct 15, 2012

AHEM!! I'm sure you had at least one, however brief, visitor from the east coast that brought you hugs and that's about it because she came from the east coast and is tired and lazy.

Oct 15, 2012

Rebecca and Susie: Ha! You're right! A couple of other people noticed the same thing on Instagram and Facebook, and it never even occurred to me until they pointed it out. I guess maybe I don't have very good mullet radar? Or I didn't WANT to see that my husband looked like he had a mullet?

Oct 15, 2012

I was given a car a few years ago that was stolen in the Inner Richmond exactly a week later. With the title inside...

Oct 15, 2012

I had a car broken into years ago. The total haul was a gym bag that had been in circulation probably since Richard Simmons got his start, a padlock, an old walkman and some deodorant. Score!

I now never leave ANYTHING in my car. Nothing at all. I mean, if I'm not even safe to leave a crappy old gym bag out, nothing will stop the thieves.

Oct 15, 2012

I believe if you report the FastTrak stolen, they will take a picture of the license plate of the car that uses it. At least that's how it is with EZ-Pass (our version out East).

Oct 15, 2012

Congrats on the new job, boo on the break in. Does your brother live in SF now (am I imagining things or is that him in the music fest picture)?

I'd like a new job, please. Have MBA, will travel.

Oct 15, 2012

Re: the commute - when you go back to the library and return those overdue books, grab a couple of books on cd, and listen to them during your commute. I swear, it will make the time fly by faster than you can imagine.

Re: the break-in - that sucks.

Re: Sean's new job - congrats!

Re: Music festivals - hell is other people. Hell is also bluegrass music. Looks like double hell to me. I'd need a couple of the NOT normal brownies to dig that scene, man.

Re: Sean's not-mullet. No hairstyle can dim the handsome on that man.

Re: Apple pie - YUM!

Camels & Chocolate
Oct 15, 2012

Wait--are those T-shirts you're all wearing? In Golden Gate Park? Shut the front door. I can count the number of times I went out without a hoodie or jacket in SF in four years on one hand!

Also, congrats to Sean's new job! Boo to no longer having a commute buddy.

And I think the break-in means that after, what, six years(?), you are now officially a San Franciscan. I never was the victim of a break-in, but someone broke into Scott's Jeep when he still lived in San Fransisco and took...his sewing machine. I so wish I were making that up.

Oct 15, 2012

Holly -- is your commute 2 hours total?? or each way?

Oct 16, 2012

@ Marcheline (15) the clue is in the festival's fairly ironic title and the fact that the headlining acts were performers like Patti Smith, Elvis Costello, The Civil Wars and The Head and the Heart. If you dug deep, and were really determined, there was bluegrass music to be found on one of the six stages in use (and in small, easily managed portions) but you'll be happy to hear it just wasn't that kind of occasion...

...you would have been fine and Jean-Paul's declaration unwarranted!

Oct 16, 2012

Where did you get your cute straw hat?

Nothing But Bonfires
Oct 16, 2012

Alyce: Yes, he moved to the Bay Area just over a year ago for med school.

Camels & Chocolate: Unfortunately, this wasn't our first break-in -- more like our fifth! When we lived in the old place, it happened quite a lot. Just didn't expect it in our new neighborhood, so we got complacent, I think.

Rebecca: Alas, two hours each way. A lot of it is spent in a shuttle that has wi-fi so I can work at least, but the variable is the public transport portion (if I end up doing that part and not having Sean pick me up/drop me off at the stop) which can make it last up to 2.5 hours.

Annelies: H&M!

Oct 16, 2012

omg! 2 hours each way?!?! When do you leave the house each day and when do you return? You need to do a 'day in the life post' methinks!


Oct 16, 2012

In 2009, I got my dream job. (Really and truly. I dreamed about this job back in 1999, when I first logged on to a discussion board.) Downside? The commute was 50+ miles, and about one hour each way, usually a bit more. So, two hours (if I was lucky) each day, gone. Overall? Worth it. Not easy at all, but so worth it.

On the downside? Blown stereo speakers. Within the first year of my new gig, I finally installed one of those iPod connector things so I could listen to music. I promptly blew out a speaker blaring some Beyonce on fine summer day. On the plus side? I haven't blown out a speaker since switching to audiobooks. :)

Sensibly Sassy
Oct 16, 2012

We went to hardly strictly bluegrass too and I was approached by a really sweet woman offering me some acid-who knew acid peddlers were so kind?

Oct 17, 2012

I am curious as to how the Fast-Pass works....do you get charged for the tolls the thief goes through now until the money runs out? Or automatically billed to credit card and must now cancel it (Fast Pass)? Small village dweller wants to know! Sorry about the break-in. My house was broken into last year. They took a few valuable things, but missed a lot. The weirdest part was they took my daughter's lunchables from the fridge (and some pepsi). Nothing says kid crooks like stealing a lunchable! Anyway, we've put new measures in place, but you never feel quite as secure. Congrats on Sean's new job!

Oct 19, 2012

LOL Ok... so I wasn't the only one to notice the mullet effect on Sean in that picture.

Sorry to hear about the car break-in. happened to me once (at night in OUR DRIVEWAY) and hope they are able to find the perps and get at least some of your stuff back. Cuz, you know, fake leather jackets from TJ Maxx are so hard to replace.

And Congrats on the new job for Sean!

Oct 28, 2012

I've had my car broken into several times and I'm always astounded and confused by what is taken and what is left behind. Once they broke into the trunk and stole my 12 pack of Cost Co towels (which I had bought the night before but had been too lazy to make a second trip out to the car after hauling in all my other purchases). They didn't take anything else so I was curious as to how they knew I had paper goods in my trunk.

Another time they opened the glove box and rifled through all my CDs. I was INSULTED beyond belief that they left behind Dreamland by Madeleine Peyroux. Car thieves should at least appreciate my good taste in music!

Once in college, my car radio was stolen but I was more upset that they also took the awesome mix tape I had just made. I had to borrow CDs from so many people to make this perfect mix and then less than a week later, it was gone!

May 18, 2016

Knocked my socks off with knwgledoe!

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