Ugly Elf

“Passed away” implies a peacefulness I hope she felt

teaelf — Mon, 31 Oct 2011 02:54:21 +0000

I had forgotten my talent for compartmentalization. I’m taking 30 minutes to write, then putting this away again. I kept remembering it this week, then putting it away.

A friend killed herself last week, and I’m still not sure what I think.

Ostensibly, when someone commits suicide everyone blames themselves, and no one should. Of . . . → Read More: “Passed away” implies a peacefulness I hope she felt

Be good to your wrists (and shoulders)!

uglyelf — Tue, 09 Aug 2011 21:36:57 +0000

This is a brief post about wrists. Your wrists are good to you, be good to your wrists. If your wrists are hurting, it’s your fault. Not theirs. Stop being a dick to them. As per normal, I’m just going to link to people who are smarter than me. Actually it’s wrist and shoulders… moving . . . → Read More: Be good to your wrists (and shoulders)!

quick note

uglyelf — Fri, 22 Jul 2011 18:15:19 +0000

OK.

So I haven’t been writing much lately. It’s one part busy, one part feeling like nothing I have to say is worth saying. It looks like Both TeaElf and TangoElf are now blogging on their own blogs, which for some weird reason makes me feel like I failed them a little. And in truth, . . . → Read More: quick note

I am a post of very little brain

teaelf — Fri, 24 Jun 2011 19:35:34 +0000

Edit: It was a combination thereof, plus not realizing there was a plugin Gregory uses that I don’t have.

I’m currently blogging on another wordpress site. Unfortunately, apparently the person who set it up thinks I will explode it. I want to verify that my inability to post images stems from their decisions, not from . . . → Read More: I am a post of very little brain

Well, so at least that’s done

tangoelf — Mon, 06 Jun 2011 04:34:18 +0000

Now on to other things. There is an interesting possibility up in PDX, maybe on over to the east coast. Then there is always

oh, what? Yeah, that thing. Finally. Long enough, you ask? Well, yeah, always takes longer than you think, no battle plan survives the first contact with the enemy, don’t count your . . . → Read More: Well, so at least that’s done

Ow my nose.

uglyelf — Sat, 28 May 2011 17:55:12 +0000

still alive

This is pretty much just copied from an fb comment I made. I’m a little loopy on percocet/oxycodone, so it’s not the best post in the world. Go figure.

Hey, all! Thanks for the well wishing! I’m doing fine. I knew I shouldn’t have worried, but I did. Here’s the short . . . → Read More: Ow my nose.

Nutritional Primer

uglyelf — Fri, 13 May 2011 16:32:20 +0000

Spring has sproinged and I’ve notice a lot of my friends are making newly-woken-from-hibernation grumbling noises about wanting to eat better.

Awesome!

Of course I encourage this. I’m posting a primer on how to eat well, linking to some good articles on MDA. Mark’s Daily Apple can be a little overwhelming, so I’m suggesting . . . → Read More: Nutritional Primer

WordPress Plugins

uglyelf — Tue, 03 May 2011 20:36:46 +0000

I’m helping a friend set up a WordPress site for the first time. In the process, I needed to send her the plugins I use, and a brief explanation as to why.

I figure that’s useful stuff to know, so I’m going to put it up here and you can use it too.

What are . . . → Read More: WordPress Plugins

Some morning, not this one

tangoelf — Wed, 27 Apr 2011 04:03:49 +0000

This morning, in the car, the sun leaked light, water thin through clouds like beaten tin. I watched this gold-water fill, slowly, the clear curve of her cheek; filled slowly. I stood by the car, leaving, and sipped not enough of her face full of light for this sun-dry day. . . . → Read More: Some morning, not this one

Day 2 – Interlude

uglyelf — Tue, 29 Mar 2011 06:26:07 +0000

I’m sitting at the end of a five & 1/2 minute hallway.

Unknown Highland Ruins

Actually it’s only about a minute long, but the musically obsessed / literati out there will appreciate the reference to a song and a book written respectively by a sister / brother duo. I got a good four . . . → Read More: Day 2 – Interlude