Daisy Bateman

Germany: Why Not?

I believe, I realized recently, that there are two kinds of trips you take: the kind you plan for months in advance, and the kind that just appear in front of you. Both are good, or at least no worse for how they come into being, and I think the variety is, in general, a … Read more

And One Disturbing Side Note

When I was assembling the previous post, I typed the word “people” into the YouTube search box (as the first word of “People Ain’t No Good”) and came up with the following list of most common searches on that word: People singingPeople getting scaredPeople getting ownedPeople dyingPeople are strangePeople farting Yep, more people are trolling … Read more

Ain’t That A Kick in the Head

I was perusing my iTunes library the other day, as I often do when I am supposed to be writing. And one thing I noticed, because I was getting deep into my writing avoidance, was that of the top six songs in play count, three had “Ain’t” in the title. We have: Trick Pony, “Ain’t … Read more

Department of “Huh”

Did you know that the chimpanzee who played Cheeta in the Johnny Weissmuller Tarzan movies is still alive, seventy-six years old and living in Palm Springs? I found that surprising, all things considered. Not only that a chimp could live that long, or that his retirement would so closely resemble a human’s (apparently that’s encoded … Read more

I’m So Sorry

Honestly, I had no idea. When I decided to take a break from shopping, it never even occurred to me what kind of wide-ranging consequences it might have. But now here we are, on the brink of world-wide economic meltdown, and I have to say, I feel just terrible.

Free-Association Monday

This morning, I got in to work to find that, of the fourteen plates I had transformed on Friday and left to grow over the weekend, nine had worked and five didn’t. (Not terrible, but I could have hoped for better.) And as a result, this song has been playing in my head all day: … Read more

Half-Marathon Girl

On Sunday I ran my first half marathon. Ran-walked, actually, there being no way I was actually going to make it running all thirteen-point-one miles. And for the last quarter mile or so I’m not really sure you would call that running. The race was the San Jose Half Marathon held, in a shocking twist, … Read more


Well, that last post was kind of a downer. How about something a little more upbeat? There. That’s better. Of course, it would have been even better if they had included these guys. (Original version here)