New hoopty, new digs, new published freelance piece, newfound talent for whipstitch. What the hell is going on?
Could it be a quaterlife crisis for our audacious protagonista? Nah – just a weird alignment of the stars that put everything into a tight-knit tailspin of a timeline. I have mentioned before, though, that I thrive on absurd schedules and abundant chaos, so I find myself quite entertained. Now let’s scrape the glitter off this brew-soaked past week and see what she really looks like.
New hoopty:

She’s a 1986 Honda Accord purchased for 500 beans and complete with child and pet mementos from the last owner. A little clean up, and she will be just what I need: a gas-efficient method of transport for groceries and visitors through the rainy Sitka streets. All she’s missing is a windshield wiper, a tailpipe/muffler and a name. I’m thinking El Tesoro de Oro (The Golden Treasure), but I am accepting suggestions.
(Update: She is officially dubbed Screamin’ Bea Arthur.)
New digs:
I was very happy in the cozy cabin with all its wood and loft and deck. My most long-term home in quite a while, it set the scene for some good memories: Bitches That Knit, after parties, football games, Thanksgiving, 2-dimensional Christmas trees. Despite its heinous wallpaper and its $300/month winter heat bills, I will remember the cabin fondly.

R.I.P. sweet cabin view
In fact, I will probably gaze nostalgically up the hill whilst sipping a sasparilla near the firepit at the new beachfront bungalow.

Hello new view (and pile of wood waiting to be burned)
It’s only a half mile away, but the sunlight is abundant, and there is so much more to see (like the Coast Guard helicopter drills currently in progress). I am planning a birthday party/housewarming for November 7th. I will expect your presence if you are in the Sitka metro region. It was intense moving everything on the 1.5 days it wasn’t raining, it was poorly timed with the Alaska Day festivities, and there were the overlapping rent payments on both places, but neener-neener views like these justify all the hassle:


New published freelance piece:
The Capital City Weekly in Juneau asked me to write a piece about Sitka’s unique and exuberant Alaska Day celebration. It came out yesterday with this headline: Sitkans don a kaleidoscope of costumes for Alaska Day (click to read the story), and they used three of the pictures I sent them.

One they didn’t use
To my reporter and editor friends who do this on the daily, I salute you. (Now plug your eyes, and don’t listen to me be a weenie). Writing on a deadline is hard! The biggest day of festivities is Sunday and though normal deadline is Friday, they gave me until Monday morning to get it all in.
I did it, and the pressure felt good. It felt really good to see my byline in print again. I very much appreciate the steady (non-writing) work that has been available to me in recent months, but nothing gives me quite the same satisfaction as writing. They offered me freelance work in their paper through November, so I will have even more reason to stay on a healthy wordage regimen.
Newfound talent for whipstitch:
Ok, that’s kind of a lie. I am slow and clumsy at sewing, but it is for the good of the Halloween costume group I found myself invited into. To make them proud and to complete 1/20 of the needed needlework, I am sewing like a sonofabitch. I don’t know how hush it all is, so I will leave you with just a small peek at my progress. Here is a hint: I will be dressed as my spirit animal.

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October 23, 2009 at 4:58 am
I’m sorry to report, knowing your fear of reptilian creatures that your true spirit animal according to Sun Bear is a snake.
October 23, 2009 at 5:00 am
Well, heck. My comment lies above. Did I use to many commas?
S.W.
October 23, 2009 at 7:46 am
that better be a fucking teenage mutant ninja turtle costume. spleenter?
October 23, 2009 at 3:38 pm
Sooz,
What in the world are you doing, making blog comments before 5 a.m.? Some of us are trying to sleep overe here!
Garrett
October 24, 2009 at 5:05 am
also, sweet ride.
October 24, 2009 at 9:01 pm
Nice work J-Wad!
October 27, 2009 at 10:50 pm
Haha you are doing a fab job of whipping that whip stitch into shape, by the time we are finished with the totally tubular costumes, you will be able to whipstich ANYTHING!!
October 28, 2009 at 4:32 am
Yeepie, she’s off and running again. You go my little pretty
Scoot over my friend, I coming over. I want that view.
–S
That ’86 is one stellar piece of Japanese technical prowess!
Congrats on getting published, you’re an inspiration–M
October 28, 2009 at 5:16 am
Ma: I’m not exactly sure what you’re saying. Are you on the drugs?
Granny Mao: In the words of our Irish friend … perhaaaaps. There are six of us. Who am I?
Ganch: I rejoice to think you have my comments set on some sort of emergency alarm.
Kate: I am also getting pretty great at whipstitching my finger flesh. Maybe I’ll investigate the suturing trade after this adventure.
Martin & Sharon: Hooray! I can’t wait to see you guys (and start some overdue book work). Come visit, and I’ll spin you around town in my golden chariot. Thanks for reading.
October 29, 2009 at 10:00 pm
First, I have no idea what animal are you trying to dress up like for Halloween (with that green squares, all I can think of is some sort of chessboard monster from Harry Potter).
Second, you should name her “Goldfish”… so people look at you weird when you tell them you’ll ride your goldfish to get there ASAP.
October 31, 2009 at 6:34 am
No drugs, Bird but perhaps sleep deprivation crept up on me. What’s your excuse?
Garret.
What the hey is happening?
Sooz
February 22, 2010 at 4:55 pm
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