10 on Tuesday: Kill your television

I love this week’s 10 on Tuesday topic: 10 Things You Can Do Instead of Watching TV.

The topic was apparently inspired by the TV writers’ strike, which has had exactly zero impact on my life. We canceled our cable seven years ago, and I haven’t watched TV on a regular basis since Murphy Brown went off the air. If I had anything to say about it, we’d have an old Philco Predicta Continental sitting in the living room, and never mind that even a mint-condition model won’t pick up a signal when everything goes high-def next year. When you’ve got sleek Danish Modern lines, you don’t need talking pictures.

With that in mind, here’s my list … and this is just stuff I’ve done this evening:

1. Watch my gerbil explore her new cage.
2. Sort my latest batch of Holga prints. (Scans forthcoming sometime this week.)
3. Kiss the velvety-soft fur just behind my collie mutt’s ears.
4. Make a salad.
5. Bake some potatoes for dinner.
6. Make a batch of peppermint bark.
7. Take a nap.
8. Call my sister.
9. Read the Monitor.
10. Blog.

What about you? What do you do with your evenings?


P.S.: Eight days to p/c camp!

New desk

OK … so I finally got my office organized a little bit. Here’s my handiwork:


This is my new desk, constructed of three 2×6 boards. I had them cut to fit the width of the room (79 inches) and screwed two pieces of scrap lumber to the walls to support them.


This is my old desk. It used to have my Mac and some of the peripherals on it, but it wasn’t really big enough to hold everything, and I didn’t have space to study. The old desk is made of four 2x8s supported by two short pieces of 2×4 across a little niche in the wall. It’s too small for the Mac but just right for metaphysical work — deep enough to hold my books and my laptop and wide enough for me to spread out a lot of materials so I can study.

Hopefully with a more comfortable workspace, I’ll be able to concentrate better. My standard M.O. involves curling up on the papasan with a book, which would be fine if Scout didn’t consider the papasan her personal property. (It’s hard to study with a fidgety rat terrier on your lap.)

Hope your evening was productive.