Food porn, birthday feet, and arks or no arks
Somewhere past 5 hours of sleep.
Not enough really especially dealing with digestion, wondering whether I have just eaten something off or .... And to what should I chalk up hardly wanting to do ANYTHING in the evening after supper?
Indigestion again today. Suspicious: the smoked salmon chowder not sure why and today fresh-backed lentil brownies because sometimes chocolate...
Not enough walking occurred last night but all the trash and the compost did get taken out. Now, about the floor grime, clearing out lots of paper no longer used and therefore not needed.
Evening wound up NOT playing out in front of any screen except my phone wherein I learned that TalkBack on my google Pixel phone reads Google slides very nicely so now I get to think about things to do with alt text for the pictures. That's the ark part of the title. If we are lucky RantWoman will manage not to digress about the Echo pictures at the Art museum site. Hark: a blog post started but without the visually interesting pictures to illustrate echo.
Sleepwise, there was also a crossword puzzle involved. It's the end of the week so this one took over an hour. And one of these days I will mess around about better accessibility navigation and whether the app plust vibrate on touch is what is killing my phone or whether the issue is the reconditioned phone.
Going back to bed for another hour also happened and somehow out of that and morning food prep rampage involving lentil brownies, mentoring session with impressionable blind youth, and various moments from the hour session, I have quite the abundance of blindness tourism moments to share..
As for the rest of the title, besides the question of how to caption the pictures in the Arks Interest gorup outline, there is this glorious ad in my email from Molly Moon about their July flavors.
Molly Moon Seasonal July flavors
RantWoman has an acquaintance from Russia who spent her first several months in the US exclaiming about all the subliminals in US advertising. RantWoman does not always exclaim in as much detail as her acquaintance, but the subliminals in the email are blatant enough even for RantWoman's crappy vision, with a digression in common with someone else on the blind role model panel about how vision issues in school got in the way of teamwork on group projects. Now MAYBE I have some pieces better figured out. Maybe..
Birthday feet is about compression socks, whether to try very hard to get named spokes babe for favorite brand of multi-design compression socks, and various shoe buying stories..
The blue plastic Birkenstocks were a present from my mother last year. It makes me absurdly happy after a childhood of "get something practical" that my mother has funds to be okay with blue plastic birkenstocks. Okay I was disappointed lack of other options the day we went shoe shopping at the Nordie's men's shoe department, and I don't wear the blue plastic outside the house, but the blue plastic shoes make me happy..
Other random topics on the blindness tourism list
--pens
--more about the socks spokesbabe tangle of embracing one's realities
--question from impressionable youth about self-employment: lists. Self-dicipline. Days when rantWoman is both a lousy employee and a lousy supervisor.
--Twitter bit about blind tgrad student who exchanged meaningful appreciations with me after she finished her dissertation defense. Speaking at the NFB convention about intersectionality.
--Meditations on intersectionality, which POC strands should be listened to and why, and should one org just pay a bookkeeper.
--MUCH to be grateful for compared to stories on NPR
There we will not attempt to comb this tangle...
Not enough really especially dealing with digestion, wondering whether I have just eaten something off or .... And to what should I chalk up hardly wanting to do ANYTHING in the evening after supper?
Indigestion again today. Suspicious: the smoked salmon chowder not sure why and today fresh-backed lentil brownies because sometimes chocolate...
Not enough walking occurred last night but all the trash and the compost did get taken out. Now, about the floor grime, clearing out lots of paper no longer used and therefore not needed.
Evening wound up NOT playing out in front of any screen except my phone wherein I learned that TalkBack on my google Pixel phone reads Google slides very nicely so now I get to think about things to do with alt text for the pictures. That's the ark part of the title. If we are lucky RantWoman will manage not to digress about the Echo pictures at the Art museum site. Hark: a blog post started but without the visually interesting pictures to illustrate echo.
Sleepwise, there was also a crossword puzzle involved. It's the end of the week so this one took over an hour. And one of these days I will mess around about better accessibility navigation and whether the app plust vibrate on touch is what is killing my phone or whether the issue is the reconditioned phone.
Going back to bed for another hour also happened and somehow out of that and morning food prep rampage involving lentil brownies, mentoring session with impressionable blind youth, and various moments from the hour session, I have quite the abundance of blindness tourism moments to share..
As for the rest of the title, besides the question of how to caption the pictures in the Arks Interest gorup outline, there is this glorious ad in my email from Molly Moon about their July flavors.
Molly Moon Seasonal July flavors
RantWoman has an acquaintance from Russia who spent her first several months in the US exclaiming about all the subliminals in US advertising. RantWoman does not always exclaim in as much detail as her acquaintance, but the subliminals in the email are blatant enough even for RantWoman's crappy vision, with a digression in common with someone else on the blind role model panel about how vision issues in school got in the way of teamwork on group projects. Now MAYBE I have some pieces better figured out. Maybe..
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| Birthday Feet including Blue Plastic birkenstocks, purple striped socks exuberant flowered leggings, and a pink shirt |
Birthday feet is about compression socks, whether to try very hard to get named spokes babe for favorite brand of multi-design compression socks, and various shoe buying stories..
The blue plastic Birkenstocks were a present from my mother last year. It makes me absurdly happy after a childhood of "get something practical" that my mother has funds to be okay with blue plastic birkenstocks. Okay I was disappointed lack of other options the day we went shoe shopping at the Nordie's men's shoe department, and I don't wear the blue plastic outside the house, but the blue plastic shoes make me happy..
Other random topics on the blindness tourism list
--pens
--more about the socks spokesbabe tangle of embracing one's realities
--question from impressionable youth about self-employment: lists. Self-dicipline. Days when rantWoman is both a lousy employee and a lousy supervisor.
--Twitter bit about blind tgrad student who exchanged meaningful appreciations with me after she finished her dissertation defense. Speaking at the NFB convention about intersectionality.
--Meditations on intersectionality, which POC strands should be listened to and why, and should one org just pay a bookkeeper.
--MUCH to be grateful for compared to stories on NPR
There we will not attempt to comb this tangle...
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