…Or Not

Jun. 28th, 2024 12:41 pm

It’s time to come clean and clear up a falsehood that I’ve been telling for decades. Ornoth is not my birth name.

I changed my legal name back in 1994. But ever since then, when someone asked where the name “Ornoth” comes from, I told them it was an old family name with no particular meaning or history or derivation other than prior use. I didn’t think it would be flattering or to my advantage to admit that I’d changed my name or to reveal its origin, so I very purposefully kept it hidden.

Why am I revealing this now? Well, at my age I no longer feel compelled to protect a career, a reputation, or a fragile ego. And in this time where people are allowed to redefine all aspects of their identities, a simple name change doesn’t carry the stigma it once did. And having first started using Ornoth as a moniker fifty years ago, there’s no question that making it my legal name was a good long-term decision. Looking back on it, it was one of the best decisions of my life.

Coat of arms of Orny (Switzerland)

Coat of arms of Orny (Switzerland)

If you want to know the whole story, you’re gonna have to sit down and allow your author to relate this story in the third person, present tense…

Journey with me back five decades to 1976: to a 6th grade English class. An awkward 13 year old kid named David listens attentively as Mrs. Bernier reads J.R.R. Tolkien’s children’s fantasy novel “The Hobbit” to the class. Within a year, the boy enthusiastically plows through Tolkien’s more ambitious three-volume followup: “The Lord of the Rings”.

By chance, around this time he sees a newspaper article about a slightly older kid named Gary: an internationally-known Tolkien fanatic who lives an hour away. They meet up, start recruiting others, and create the New England Tolkien Society: a group of adolescent fans who regularly get together for events that feature discussions, trivia, music, camping, cooking, contests, and costumes.

Along with their costumes, everyone’s got a Middle-earth alter-ego persona. Gary dresses appropriately as a Hobbit called Hidifons. There’s Elven maids named Lothiriel and Therindel, a bard named Dæron, a pack of irascible Dwarves, and a few dozen others.

So David needs to come up with a Tolkien-inspired persona and his “Hobbit name”. Consulting Ruth Noel’s book “The Languages of Tolkien’s Middle-earth”, he mashes together the Elvish words “orn” (meaning “tree”) and “loth” (“flower” or “blossom”) in an attempt to capture the image of the fragrant lilac trees that herald Maine’s brief spring. Thus, he announces himself to his fellow fans as “Ornoth”.

By nature extremely analytical, introverted, and solitary, a curious thing happens as our protagonist proceeds through his high school years. At Tolkien gatherings, he starts making friends, clowning around, acting silly, and flirting with the girls, who playfully shorten his nickname to “Orny”. Being outgoing is so completely out of character for him that he thinks of himself as having two separate and distinct personalities: one named David, who is a quiet, jaded, introverted loner; and the other named Orny, who is impulsive, energetic, and gregarious. “Ornoth” is also the name and persona that he carries with him when he begins attending medieval recreationist events put on by the Society for Creative Anachronism.

The awkwardness of maintaining two separate names and personalities comes to a head when he leaves for college, where he repeatedly winds up living with roommates who share the given name David. Partly out of simple convenience and partly to lean into his outgoing persona rather than the introverted one, he uses “Orny” throughout his college years. After using it for more than a decade, he has become more comfortable identifying as Ornoth – or Orny – than as David.

However, he has to revert to using his given name during the decade following college graduation, which brings marriage and a budding professional career. After several years of early success, both these endeavors flounder, as he is forced out by new management at work, and undergoes a divorce that is partially attributable to the cold dispassion of his predominant “David” persona.

The year was 1992; I was about to turn thirty, my life had fallen apart, and I longed to return to the carefree ease of my days in college and Tolkien fandom.

But this misfortune was also the watershed moment that spurred tremendous changes in my life. I reached out and reconnected with some of my old friends from college. I re-assumed leadership of the electronic writing project I’d left six years earlier. I grew my hair long for the first time and started hanging out in the Boston nightclub and music scenes. I got involved in the local BDSM and polyamory communities. I got an exciting and profitable new job at a cutting-edge consulting firm near M.I.T. where my skills were highly valued. I briefly lived with my old high school girlfriend before finally moving from the distant suburbs into the heart of the city. And I took up cycling again after a decades-long hiatus.

In all these different environments, I went by “Ornoth” or “Orny”, resurrecting the name that I identified with, that represented the kind of person I wanted to be, and which was used by all my friends, both old and new. At the same time, I finally started working to integrate the two halves of my bifurcated self-image: the methodical intellectual and the playful impulsive.

And it was time to finally leave “David” behind, a name that I found uncomfortable, that had unpleasant associations, and was only used by family members.

But my family provided an intimidating obstacle: telling my very conservative parents – who had given me my birth name, after all – that I wanted to legally change it. Fortunately, by then I’d gained the self-confidence to express myself firmly, so they couldn’t do much more than choose to ignore it.

So after nearly twenty years of using it informally, in late June of 1994 I went to probate court and had my name formally changed, taking Ornoth as my first name, and demoting “David” to one of now two middle names. As such things usually go, it was both an immense fundamental change and an anticlimactic formality.

That was thirty years ago this week, and there hasn’t been a single second when I’ve regretted it. Ornoth is who I am, who I have been for nearly all of my life, and how everyone knows me. “David” sounds as alien to my ears as Billy-Joe-Bob.

The only times I was the least bit equivocal about it was when I was introduced to someone new. When the inevitable “What kind of name is that?” question came up, I always fell back on a convenient lie: that it was just an old family name with no specific derivation. But today that equivocation officially ceases, as I take unapologetic and public ownership of this deeply meaningful life choice.

As you might imagine, having a unique name comes with advantages and disadvantages. For some people, it’s easier to remember a name that’s distinctive, but many folks require time and repetition to commit it to memory. So it has often gotten shortened to Orny, Orn, or even just O. People often mishear the ‘th’ and call me “Ornoff”; another common error is “Ornath”; and sometimes people misread a printed ‘rn’ as an ‘m’ and see “Omoth”. Such is the price we pay for being unique.

On the other hand, picking a username is a breeze; I’ve never had to resign myself to being “DAVID783” or the like. Googling has revealed that there are small towns called Orny in both France and Switzerland (see the latter’s coat of arms in the image above), and at least one person in Germany has Ornoth as a surname. And there are several fantasy- and gaming-related websites using Ornoth as the name of a fictional character, which always feels a bit ironic.

Having thought of myself as Ornoth for half a century, it’s not just a part of me; it is me. But so is the entire story of how it became my name: its origin, etymology, and literal meaning; its central role in my social and emotional growth; how I reclaimed it as part of a major mid-life revitalization; and how it prompted me to finally stand up to parental authority.

And while I’m very happy that today literally everyone knows me as Ornoth, I’ve always self-consciously kept all that backstory hidden. But the story behind my name is one that deserves to be claimed and celebrated, and I’m happy to share it with you today on this personally meaningful anniversary.

If identity politics is your jam, you may find this post in poor taste. I’m sorry. I’m not here to criticize how you or anyone lives their life. But if you’re incapable of finding any humor in the situation, this probably isn’t suitable for you. And I admit that my stale humor’s probably ten years out of date. But having said that…

O.L. Reigns!

O.L. Reigns!

I find it interesting that folks have taken identity politics to the point where they are able to choose to alter something as objectively verifiable as their genetic race or sex and impose respect of that preference upon the population at large. Yes, I know I’m conflating sex and gender; it’s hard not to, given that most people present them as the same.

What’s interesting to me here isn’t the interplay of race/gender/sex and society, but the ability of an individual to override an attribute that is as seemingly inherent and immutable as one’s chromosomes: an attribute determined not by social convention but by the laws of nature. I’m not saying it’s wrong to do so; just that it’s an interesting development.

Which becomes the springboard for my own take on the matter. If an individual is allowed to alter something as seemingly fixed and measurable as their race or sex – and enforce that preference – then it should be considerably easier for an individual to change an attribute that’s an entirely man-made social construct. For example, our legal and corporate systems give full sanction when people change their names, or spouses, or families.

In that spirit, I’d like to announce a change in my own public identity. I am pleased to inform you that I now identify as nobility, rather than one of the common folk. You shall henceforth address us as “Lord Ornoth”.

This should be quite easy for you to adapt to. After all, we are merely taking a different place within an entirely man-made social convention: that of socioeconomic class.

And according to public discourse, it’s a minuscule step to go from a hetero middle class white male Boomer to traditional titled nobility. It’s hardly any change at all! Nowhere near the magnitude of changing something inborn such as one’s race or gender.

Your obedience shall please us. With kindest regards,

Lord Ornoth

P.S. Oh and one final thing you might want to be aware of: I also now identify as a little teapot.

In typical user-unfriendly fashion, Google has unilaterally decided to shut down the web version of users’ Location Timeline, forcing everyone to transition to a mobile app with only half of the old functionality.

In addition to the entire web interface, one of the features they’re taking away is the ability to summarize your travels by year, something I found useful and informative.

As an example, I thought I’d share the following three screen shots from the soon-to-be-removed online version of Location Timeline. Each map summarizes all my travels for a particular year. In this case, it’s 2018, 2019, and 2020.

It’s a stark comparison, as my travel horizons shrank from global to national to zero.

Thanks largely to Inna’s work and family, in 2018 I set new records for the farthest I’ve travelled to the east, west, and south – but not north! – planting little red dots in Germany, Italy, Japan, Malaysia, Singapore, and Thailand. As always, click thru for teh bigness.

Map of Ornoth's 2018 travels

My travel in 2019 was in service of finding a new hometown, so we stayed within the US, but still managed to hit Denver and Boulder, Portland OR, Charlotte and Raleigh/Durham, plus northern Michigan for a bike ride.

Map of Ornoth's 2019 travels

In 2020, just as the Covid-19 pandemic and associated lockdowns were declared, I picked Inna up at the Pittsburgh airport, about 25 miles outside of town. That was the farthest I got from home all year, as I limited myself to the distance I could bicycle without refueling. And 2021 looked similar, except we made one excursion north to the beaches on Lake Erie at Presque Isle, PA.

Map of Ornoth's 2020 travels

Small world, huh?

Since then, travel has remained limited, mainly by my choice. 2022 saw two trips to Austin: one to evaluate Austin as a place to live, and the other to secure housing. 2023 brought the actual move, including our three-day road trip across country. Since then, I’ve been more interested in getting settled and learning about Austin than in spending time away.

I’m sure more travel is coming soon. But looking back at how quickly and drastically my horizons shrank between 2018 and 2020 was an eye-opener that was worth noting.

And I think it’s sad that Google won’t let me see this data anymore.

As I mentioned last year, I occasionally pop over to Google Street View to check out various and sundry.

As a cyclist with around 7,000 hours of road riding since Street View came out, I’ve seen numerous camera vehicles during my wanderings, but I’ve never happened to come across my own image.

But having seen the Street View camera car while checking our mailbox a couple months ago, I recently looked to see whether they’d updated their imagery, and whether Y.T. had made the cut.

I’m happy to report that there’s now a permanent visual record of my presence in this benighted world, in the form of the following two images (as always, click for teh bigness):

Ornoth on Streetview
Ornoth on Streetview

Texas Toast

Jun. 6th, 2024 10:11 am

Eighteen months in Austin. Here’s a monologue about what I expected, or more properly the numerous things that surprised me, as a lifelong New Englander. If you’re curious, read on…

The Climate:

We knew Texas would be hot; it’s supposed to be hot. Guess what? It was hot. In fact, 2023 was Austin’s hottest summer ever recorded, and the driest year since 1910. In fact, it was hot enough that a friends’ house caught fire when empty wine bottles in his outdoor recycling bin spontaneously combusted!

View of downtown Austin from Town Lake

But ya know what? We handled the heat. In fact, we handled it better than most Austinites, who surprised us with how much they complained about it. Granted, we do cherish our air conditioner, but even outdoors the lower humidity usually made the heat feel a lot less oppressive than we expected. It surprised us when Inna, a lifelong hater of hot weather and bright sunshine, caught herself complaining about a rare string of overcast days.

Still, when summer provides eighty days above 100°F, it changes how you look at things. The reggae song “96 Degrees in the Shade” by Third World doesn’t really justify its lyrical description of “real hot” anymore. It brings a wry smile when the Heat Miser – the main antagonist in the holiday special “The Year Without a Santa Claus” – sings “I’m Mister Hundred-and-One”. Pfft! Call me when it reaches 108°, dude.

With warm air baking the ground around our shallowly-buried water pipes, we had the novel experience of 94°F water coming out of our cold water tap, often warmer than what we got from the hot tap, where some water sitting in our indoor pipes got cooled by our air conditioning! And thanks to South Central Texas’ extreme drought, our tap water often tasted like moldy water from the bottom of a pond.

Another thing we had to get used to was that our two-story apartment has significantly different climate zones. Due to its open plan, the upper story is far warmer than the ground floor, both in winter and in summer. This has actually worked out for us, where my work space is upstairs and Inna’s is downstairs.

Another surprise was that even though it doesn’t often get very cold, the days’ length still shortens noticeably in the winter. Granted, Austin’s 10¼ hours of winter daylight is still 90 minutes more than I got growing up in Maine; but it’s still dark enough to discourage one from going out after 6pm in the winter.

That brought Inna some cognitive dissonance. She’s used to going out and being most social during the summer because that’s when the days are longest and the temperature is most comfortable in Pittsburgh. But in Austin, you have to choose comfort or daylight: either you socialize in the summer when the days are long but it’s too hot to be outside; or you force yourself to go out in the winter when temperatures are comfortable but it gets dark early.

And heat and drought aren’t the only dramatic weather we’ve experienced. A month after we moved in, Austin was crippled (and we lost both a huge tree and our water lines) in a destructive ice storm (writeup & pix). There are frequent thunderstorms which can be both intense and immense, and we recently had a two-day power outage after a storm fried two transformers on our street. The worst storms can bring sudden hail, and there’s nothing like being bombarded by grapefruit-sized chunks of ice falling at 180 km/h to get your attention (and that of your auto and home insurance adjusters)!

Nature:

Moving south, what did I fear most? Bugs! I expected all manner of nasty, poisonous, invasive critters. And yeah, we got a few, but there weren’t all that many, and they mostly stayed out of our house.

When we arrived, our space was home to a handful of ladybugs, but they were quickly removed and never returned. Yeah, we had to deal with a couple small German and large American roaches that found their way indoors, but they were a rare shock.

But one day we discovered one small scorpion in a ceiling light fixture – the first any of us had ever seen in our lives – which sent the entire household into a panicked killing frenzy. That underscored a Texas rule that we hadn’t been aware of: always check your shoes before you stick your feet into them!

There’s been ample wildlife in our yard, which backs up to a wooded creek. We’re plagued by an absolutely fearless herd of deer that own the area. And summer was an uninterrupted eight-month cacophony of cicadas. The fireflies were so numerous in spring that a neighbor called out the electrical company, thinking he was seeing arcing power lines!

We’ve had green anoles, hummingbirds, a ton of cardinals, and nesting hawks. On rare occasions we’ve seen garter snakes, armadillos, and even a coyote. Farther afield, on the bike I ran into actual vultures and real-life roadrunners!

Another completely unexpected delight were the flowers, which were profusely strewn everywhere. Spring is heralded by vivid bluebonnets and red Texas indian paintbrush that are seemingly everywhere. Crepe myrtle trees decorate the streets a little later. And brilliant fiery red and orange Pride-of-Barbados bushes bloom for most of the year. There were also flowers that didn’t open until October and November’s “second spring”. And after a hard freeze, our backyard frostweed plants were decorated with shockingly elaborate ice sculptures around their bases. It really was an amazing, year-long, colorful show; tho I’ll always miss New England’s lilacs and lily of the valley.

Government & Politics:

Speaking of New England, I grew up in Maine, so I’m used to being an urban liberal within an area where the countryside is dominated by conservatives. And I most recently lived in Pittsburgh, another progressive enclave surrounded by the election deniers who led the 2021 insurrection against the United States of America. I expected more of the same from Texas, and it mostly delivered, being about as full of rednecks as Western Pennsyltucky once you venture outside the city.

But it also surprised me in some shocking and disturbing new ways. I’ve never lived in a city that was so openly besieged as Austin is. The arch-conservative state legislature and governor make no attempt to hide their pervasive attempts to make the state’s liberal cities fail – and Austin in particular – in any way they can. This includes sending in state troopers (essentially military shock troops) to terrorize (“police”) the population.

They can do this because Austin’s police force has essentially abdicated its responsibility to ensure law and order. Like most places, Texas’ police officers are right-leaning, and would like to see Austin fall into chaos to prove that progressive ideas inevitably lead to social disorder. So after the violence of the Black Lives Matter protests, when there were calls to de-fund the police, many of them left the force, leaving it chronically understaffed, or stayed on but simply stopped doing their jobs… even though the Austin PD’s budget was never reduced, and has actually grown significantly.

Augment their quiet-quitting with an understaffed and underpaid 911 system, where emergency callers might wait on hold for 45 minutes before their call is even answered. Think about how this situation – continued over years and decades – plays into the hands of thieves, gangs, violent criminals, drug addicts and dealers, and everyday self-important egomaniacs unwilling to check their selfish impulses. Then you begin to understand the degree of lawlessness and sense of vulnerability that one has to endure living here.

It was an interesting coincidence that a thief ditched a car on our street and sped off on foot through our yard on the very day we moved in. And then there’s the need to make an appointment three to six months in advance to get anything done at the DMV. The state of Texas is fatally broken in several ways.

I wasn’t wrong to expect rednecks in Texas, but what really surprised me was the level of barefaced organized warfare against the state’s largest communities and their citizens. The resulting undercurrent of unsafety is by far the biggest negative we’ve experienced as part of our move. It’s profoundly scary.

Social:

Finally, just a few random observations about how things work down here.

I expected life in Austin to be way more dependent on motor vehicle travel than Boston or even Pittsburgh. That proved out. On the other hand, our house is in a great location: less than a klick to a major highway, but at the end of a small dead-end street that’s buried in a quiet, wooded valley. It’s really quite delightful. While it’s not required in our hilly northwestern suburb, much of the city needs to actively water the clay around foundations of their homes to keep them from moving and cracking!

I expected there to be more stuff going on in Austin than in Pittsburgh, and that’s been a mixed bag. There’s a lot of collegiate-level partying and drugs and soulless entrepreneurial ventures, but much less art and cultural stuff than we expected. Tho to be fair, Pittsburgh did very well with that for a small city, given its philanthropic heritage.

One surprising way that Austin is like Boston is that – although people are quite friendly – deep friendships are hard to form and usually quite casual and transient. Because there’s lots to do, people are usually already busy and booked up with their own stuff, and don’t respond well to ad hoc get-togethers. Because it’s a boom town with college students and young professionals constantly moving in and out, it discourages making permanent connections. So there are definitely challenges on the social front.

And every so often we have a little food dissonance. Sometimes it’s just that Thai restaurants here serve curries containing just meat… no veggies! Or perhaps it’s the Bumble Bee Jalapeño-Seasoned Tuna? Or the Heinz Jalapeño Ketchup?

Overall:

After reviewing dozens of possible landing spots, it was obvious that no city would be perfect. And once we settled on Austin, Inna and I knew there’d be some major trade-offs required. Some of our fears were legit, and some of the drawbacks make life here extremely challenging.

But we made our commitment and followed through, and so far, we have both been very happy here. Over the past eighteen months, Austin has fulfilled our needs, provided an exotic new adventure, and become the background for this new chapter of our lives. And we continue to learn new things about life here every day.

Now that I’m 18 months removed from it, I’d like to reflect on my seven years in Pittsburgh.

Let me apologize in advance; this’ll be more negative than positive, because I want to talk about why I left. My intention isn’t to shit on anyone’s chosen hometown. There really is a lot to like about Pittsburgh and Western PA, many good reasons to live there, and lots of genuinely awesome people. But I also want to be forthright about why I was eager to leave.

View of downtown Pittsburgh from Grandview Ave

By far the biggest reason actually had nothing to do with Pittsburgh itself; it’s just that I never intended to stay. When I left Boston in 2015, my #1 desire was to finally move somewhere warm, after enduring 50+ New England winters. Pittsburgh’s weather wasn’t much of an improvement, so I always knew Pittsburgh was a temporary stop on my way to something else. Even before I arrived, moving away was a foregone conclusion, though it did become more urgent as the years ticked by and my patience ebbed.

Before I moved to Pittsburgh, my impressions of Western PA were informed by two or three trips to the SCA’s Pennsic War, one DargonZine Summit, several trips to visit Inna, plus some trips to do database work with the local hospitals. Based on that, my pre-move image of Pennsylvania was of beautifully scenic wooded rolling hills and farmland, with Pittsburgh as a leading center of medical excellence.

After living there for seven years, I left with a very different impression: that of an exploited and poisoned environment, with more openly mean-spirited people than I was used to.

But let’s start with what I thought were some of Pittsburgh’s best features:

  • The countryside really is strikingly beautiful, when seen from a safe distance.
  • Pittsburgh has a compact, attractive downtown with a beautiful skyline that’s shown off well from its dramatic gateway entrance and numerous surrounding hilltop overlooks.
  • There’s lots of noteworthy architecture and cultural institutions, thanks largely to the philanthropic legacy of Pittsburgh’s oil, steel, and industrial magnates.
  • There is an easily-accessible and uncrowded casino whose state-stipulated blackjack rules are more advantageous for the player than nearly anywhere else.
  • The airport pipes in music from local classical radio station WQED.

Yes, citing a casino and crowd control music as top features is an instance of damning with faint praise, and I have a lot more negative things to say. But before I dig into those, I’d like to mention a few things about Pittsburgh that were both good… and bad. Let me show you what I mean:

  • Land and housing are extremely affordable. That would be delightful, except it’s due to the fact that Pittsburgh’s population has not grown in any 10-year census period since 1950, shrinking by 55% in that span, leaving a lot of underutilized, vacant, and/or abandoned properties.
  • The winters are slightly better than Boston, with considerably less cold and snow than Maine. Being further south, winter days have more daylight hours, and should have more sunshine and less oppressive darkness. But you actually see less sun during the winter. Although thankfully not inside the Great Lakes snow belt, Pittsburgh is close enough that there’s perpetual overcast skies and sporadic light flurries all winter long, and that lack of sun can be just as depressing as the shortened days up in Maine.
  • Pittsburgh’s airport is spacious and quick to get through… But that’s because it was built as a major USAir hub just before that airline’s insolvency. Today PIT handles a minuscule fraction of the volume it was designed for. You can’t escape the cognitive dissonance when the loudspeakers proudly announce “Welcome to Pittsburgh!” and it echoes down the vast corridors of an empty airport.
  • Pittsburgh is arguably the hilliest city in the US. As a cyclist, the upsides are intense physical workouts and memorable events like the infamous Dirty Dozen hillclimb; while the downside is a dearth of calm, relaxing routes, because all the flat land has been claimed by highways, railroads, warehouses, and industry. And if you’re a driver, those hills can be treacherous in winter.
  • There’s a very friendly cycling community and loads of interesting cycling events. On the other hand, it can be difficult to get around on a bike, as there aren’t many good options heading east or south or west of the city.

And now we get to the heart of the matter: the things about Pittsburgh that turned me off. I tried to whittle this down to major points while still making myself clear.

It’s dirty.

To be fair, there’s been a ton of progress in the 150 years since Atlantic Monthly described Pittsburgh at the height of its industrial output as “hell with the lid taken off.” But a lot of damage done to the land, water, and air by the coal, oil, gas, iron, and steel industries still remains. Western PA is the only area outside California that consistently receives all ‘F’ grades in the American Lung Association’s air quality reports, and often records the worst air quality in the US. Even today, the culture of fouling the environment still lingers, as can be seen in the preponderance of roadside litter and illegal garbage dumping. Having grown up in the Maine woods, the lack of respect for the natural environment disturbed me.

It’s blighted.

I’ve already mentioned the population decline and abundance of abandoned and condemned buildings, so I won’t belabor it, save to say that the amount of urban decay and blight is off-putting. I’m sure it didn’t help that Pittsburgh was in receivership for 14 years (from 2004-2018), despite residents paying an extra 1.5% city income tax!

Collapsing infrastructure.

Pittsburgh has some unique challenges that other cities don’t. The steep topography means that parts of the city get flash floods (Washington Blvd, Mon Wharf, the Bathtub, Millvale, Glass Run). And there are seasonal landslides that can close roads for months (Greenleaf, Commercial, Pittview, Route 30). But then there’s also numerous avoidable, man-made infrastructure failures. For example, during my brief years in Pittburgh:

  • The Fern Hollow Bridge carrying Forbes Ave over Frick Park collapsed.
  • Concrete slabs from the Swindell Bridge fell onto the Parkway North, forcing closures on I-279.
  • More concrete fell from the Greenfield Bridge over the Parkway East (I-376) , so the state built a semipermanent “bridge” underneath the main bridge just to catch the falling debris.
  • Several building facades collapsed in the Southside, Lawrenceville, and the Strip, including Kraynick’s bike shop.
  • A Pittsburgh city transit bus was driving along Liberty Ave in the heart of downtown when a huge sinkhole opened up and swallowed it whole.
  • An entire parking deck collapsed in the Penn Hills.
  • Repeated train derailments in the South Side, Harmar, and a dramatic moving conflagration as a burning train rolled on obliviously for twenty miles through Freedom and Harmony, PA.

So much anger.

I don’t want to overemphasize this, because I made a lot of wonderful friendships in Pittsburgh. But in comparison to New England, many Western PA locals seemed eager to take opportunities to be rude or mean toward one another, while hiding behind the anonymity of the internet or ensconced in their self-propelled rolling fortresses. Pittsburgh has a lot of schadenfreude, which was unpleasant.

A culture of unlawfulness.

A lot of cities found themselves at odds with their own police forces following the Black Lives Matter protests and de-funding rumors, but Pittsburgh already had a head start. Speeding has historically never been enforced; in fact, it’s still illegal today for county and local law enforcement to use radar guns to enforce speed limits! In seven years living (and riding) there, I don’t think I ever saw a state trooper, and saw only one or two traffic stops by local police.

The Covid pandemic provided another disincentive to conduct minor traffic stops. And the police reacted hostilely to BLM and de-funding protests. Then both the city council and even bike advocates asked the cops to stop traffic enforcement! All this made it much more dangerous to be a pedestrian, cyclist, or motor vehicle operator in Pittsburgh. Tho sadly, I now realize this is a much broader problem than just Western PA.

Monopolies in healthcare and groceries.

Healthcare in Pittsburgh is dominated by UPMC. Because it’s loosely affiliated with the University of Pittsburgh, this immense hospital chain does everything it can to take full advantage of its categorization as a non-profit. No one I talked to had a positive experience with them, whether as a patient or an employee.

Pittsburgh also suffers from a near-monopoly in grocery stores. You would think that when I lived in downtown Boston’s tony Back Bay, my groceries would have been extremely costly; but my food bill actually jumped 25% higher after I moved to Pittsburgh.

Misplaced regional pride.

I get it: every place needs to have a sense of regional pride. But it’s kind of lame that the “Paris of Appalachia” bases its sense of identity on things that are ubiquitous throughout urban America, such as putting a chair out to reserve a parking space, or trying to jump the green when turning left at a traffic light. Or rabid loyalty to a company like Heinz, which left Pittsburgh 20 years ago. Or mindlessly hating all the other cities in the region (Philadelphia, Cleveland, Buffalo, Detroit). Sure, take pride in your city, but make some effort to identify the things that genuinely make Pittsburgh special; the “Pittsburgh Left” ain’t it.

The food.

I just don’t know how Pittsburgh gained its reputation as a city for foodies.

Let’s consider the foods Pittsburghers take pride in: Beer. Ketchup. Pickles. Lenten fish frys. Pierogies. And sticking french fries into literally everything. None of these qualify as “cuisine”. If I were a Pittsburgher, I’d be ashamed.

And while I’m admittedly a culinary philistine myself, I didn’t find any places that impressed me in my preferred food zones, like burgers, Indian, and Mexican food. Thai was a wasteland except for Thai & Noodle Outlet. Pizza wasn’t “all that” but Aiello’s was tolerable… tho they (and their arch-rival Mineo’s) still refuse to deliver and require payment in cash. And the best Pittsburgh could offer for ice cream was Bruster’s (no, don’t talk to me about Page’s or Dave and Andy’s).

Toxic redneck culture.

I grew up among rednecks. A lot of my family were rednecks. Almost everywhere I’ve lived, there have been a lot of rednecks. And outside of Pittsburgh’s city limits, Western PA is infested with rednecks.

I just don’t fit into – or get along well with – that culture anymore. The rabid devotion to the local sportball teams (The Stillers, The Pens). The preoccupation with beer and alcohol. The gun fetish (open and concealed carry are both legal). The mindless nationalism. The constant othering and barefaced xenophobia. The utter absence of compassion or open-mindedness.

Several Western-PA wing-nuts played leading roles in the 2021 Trump-inspired attempt to overthrow the United States government. And in 2018, less than a mile from our apartment, the deadliest massacre of Jews in United States history took place. I hope I don’t need to tell you how offensive those are.

In closing:

Pittsburgh was a city of contradictions and trade-offs. Western PA was beautiful, if you looked past the pollution and decay. The cycling was great, but also quite challenging. It was inexpensive (housing), except where it wasn’t (groceries). I met plenty of wonderful people (undoubtedly including the Pittsburghers who are reading this), and about as many that were truly hateful.

Although the winters, as the natives say, “weren’t all that”, it was a fine place to spend a half-dozen years. I have a lot of very fond memories of Pittsburgh. Those include the many valued friends I made; the heart-warming meditation communities that welcomed me and nurtured my growth as a teacher; plus the people and landscapes and rides that I enjoyed while cycling. These will stay with me forever.

But from the very beginning, I always planned to move farther south, beyond the clutches of the Snow Miser. And as the years passed, I needed to move on to a warmer, sunnier place.

It goes without saying that Austin, our new home, came with its own set of pleasures and challenges… But that’s a story for another post.

Everybody has their own ideas about what’s appropriate to post on social media, and how to separate the desired signal from the undesired noise.

I’ve posted before about what I want from social media, and it boils down to this: the only reason I read social media is because I want to read about the lives of the people I care about (i.e. you)… and I don’t want to read stuff that doesn’t directly pertain to your life. For that reason, I don’t get any enjoyment when people I’m interested in (i.e. you) post links to unrelated, prefabricated third-party (i.e. not you) content… and some of you (I hope you know who you are!) post a shit-ton of it.

E-waste Management

One of the best ways I’ve found to filter out the trash — and thereby keep my Friends feed interesting – is the god-given ability to block Pages and Users that appear in my feed, but aren’t my Friends and add nothing of interest to me.

No, I’m not interested in the “Luv-A-Rug” product you posted about, what George Takei has to say, your Wordle game results, your Spanish-language Minions movie fan forum, your Covet Fashion pyramid scam, or any of the preponderance of Pages posting puerile positivity pap. It shows up in my Feed, I block it, and my Feed becomes more personal and pertinent as a result.

But as I say, I’ve posted about that before. Do I have anything new to say?

Welp, as happens in so many aspects of my life, sometimes my curiosity gets triggered. So last week I decided to review the list of Pages and People I’ve blocked on Facebook. And if you don’t know this already… when I get bored I sometimes overshare. So here we are… posting my block lists!

I don’t expect you to read the lists. The main takeaway is simply the overwhelming volume of people I’ve had to block, and how much of what my Friends (i.e. you) post is of no interest to me – the presumed audience – even though I have lasting interest in the person doing the posting (i.e. you).

Or maybe the takeaway is that I’m just a judgmental, short-tempered bastard Boomer yelling at clouds. Sue me for wanting to know what you’re up to, without slogging through the self-promotional garbage that Neil deGrasse Tyson is spewing.

So let’s start with the list of Facebook Pages that I’ve had the pleasure of blocking:

PAGES
"off the mark" comic by Mark Parisi
1 Wheel Revolution
10 Days In A Madhouse
100.9 The Cat
103.1 The Wolf Orlando
103.5 KTU
103.5 WIMZ
104.7 The Fish
1057 WROR
106.7 Lite FM
107.9 WNCT
1220 AM Radio Dhun
360
4Share
81farm
92 PRO-FM
925 WPAP
93.1 The Wolf
94.7 Hits FM
94.9 WOLX
95 Triple X
97.9 Bob FM Bloomington
975 WCOS
98.1 The Bull / WBUL Lexington
98.9 FM The Answer
98FM
99.7 The Blitz
A Bicycle Built for Two Billion
A Mighty Girl
AARoads
ABC 33/40
ABC of Culebra
ABOUT THYME
AC Pro
aca company
Accid Dermot
Acid Jazz Guitarist
Addicting Info
Addilyn's Journey of Hope
African History
Aggressive Comix
Aimee Mann
Ain't No Rest For The Wicked.
AIR TRAFFIC CONTROLLER
AK Cody
AKT Aktion
AKVARYUM Bilgi Paylasim
Alexis Russell Jewelry
Alice 105.9
Alien Jayne
AliExpress
ALittle Elegance
All About Fight
Allegaeon
Alo Moves
Alpenglow Yarn
Alton Brown
Amarii Stedman Reels
American Folk Festival on the Bangor Waterfront
American Institute of the Humanities
American News X
AmigoGringo
Amnesty International Saskatchewan
Amy Poehler's Smart Girls
Anchor Stone Deck Pizza
Ancient African History
Andrea Cline Professional Barrel Racer
Andrew Weaver
Animal Feed
Animal Rescue Home
Animals Academy
Anita Renfroe
Annetta Powell
Ant-Man
Antenna TV
Anthony Homer Cycling 尤薩
Anthros
Aquanauta Diver
AquaPedia
Arabica Coffee
Arch2O
ArgueLab
Arlene Adams
Art Infinitus
Art Through Perception
ArtsCalibre Academy
Artscope Magazine
Aunty Acid
Aussie Beef & Lamb
Australian Multiple Birth Association
Aviron
Awesome Tees
Awkward Family Photos
AWOL Vision
Azumi
Baba Wild Slots - Slot Machines
Backstage Dance Academy, LLC
Backyard Poultry Magazine
Bagong Kulturang Pinoy, Inc. - BKP
BailandoSalsa
Baker Creek Heirloom Seed Company
Bar 43
BASE Landscape Architecture
Beara Brewing Co.
Beat 102 103
Beautiful Disaster Animal Rescue
Beautiful World
Beauty Is Inside
Beaux Media
Because of Them We Can
Becoming Dad
Beehive Handmade
BeerAdvocate
Begin with Yes
BenchWarmers
Berkeley Breathed's Bloom County
Best Buy
Best Friends Pet Hotel
Betsy St. Amant Haddox
Bette Midler-Fansite
Big Cat Rescue
Big Finish Productions
Big Fluffy Dog Rescue
Big'n'Small Animals
Bill's Farm Market
Billy Cox Motivation
Billy Deuce
BIOJUVE
Bishop Dale C. Bronner
Black Film History
Blackfulla Revolution
Blessed Sacrament School
Blind Raccoon
Blonde On The Run Catering
Blue Rodeo
Blue Tsunami
Bob 95 FM
Bob The Wonder Poodle
Booky
boom 99.7
Booster
Bora Bora Travel
Boston Bulldogs Running Club
Boston College School of Social Work
Boston Raising Powerful Musicians
Brad Takei
Brain, Child Magazine
Brandon Weber
Brendon Burchard - Live. Love. Matter.
Brian Barczyk
Bridgeview Liquors
Bring Back American Jobs And Buy Products Made In The USA
Bring back Down East Dickering
Bring Back Firefly
Bringing Home the Browns
British Columbia Federation of Students
Britt Lightning
Brookie's Cookies
BrooksideKC
Bruce Lee
Bruce Wayne
Brute News
Buddha Power
Buffalo Niagara International Film Festival
Buffalo Trace Bourbon
Buhay Party-list
Burnaby Mountain Updates
Businessmindset101
BuzzFeed BFF
BuzzFeed Quiz
Calexico
Campbell's
Camtasia
Canadian Army
Canadian Centre for Policy Alternatives
Candye Kane
Canine Assisted Therapy, Inc.
Cannabis Now Magazine
Cape Ann Animal Aid
Cape Ann Symphony Orchestra
Cape Cod Beer
Cape Cod Inflatable Park
Cape Country 104
Capybara's Planet
Car Throttle
Carlos Vidal for Waltham
Carolyn Riker, poet & writer
Carpe Draco
Carsie Blanton
Cascade Yarns
Cat in the bag co.
Caters News
Cathedral Preparatory School
CFUW FCFDU - Canadian Federation of University Women
Charles Parks
Charli Brix
Chelsea Handler
Chick-fil-A Somerset Plaza
Children's Mercy
ChiStepper
Chloe Bellerby Mental Health
Chocolate Sculptress
Chris Powell
Christian Today
Christians
Christmas & Halloween Rolled Together
Chuck's Steak House/Margaritagrill
Chulo Restaurant & Bar
Cibo
Cilla's Coffeehouse
Cincinnati Lab Rescue
Cisco Brewers
Classic Cartoons
Cleolonglegs
Cleveland 19 News
Clever Apparel - Every Day Deals
Climate Power
CMP Studios
Coastal First Nations
Coastal Research, Education, and Advocacy Network
Coffee By Design
Coffee Culture
Coffee.org
College of Social & Behavioral Sciences UMass Amherst
Colorful Cosmetics
Comedy 103.1
Comics In The Attic
Comstock Saloon
Congressman Jody Hice
Connor Gleason Photography
Continuum The Series
Cony HS's Chizzle Wizzle
Cooking Hostile
Cool 92.5
Coop Dreams
COPILOT
Copper Beech Winery
Coroflot
Countdown to Christmas
Counting My Chickens
Country 102.5
Couple Therapy Toronto: Individuals, Couples & Families
COVERGIRL
Cozy Grape Wine Bar and Bistro
Crafted - Craft Beer & Wine, Holliston, MA
Craig "Sawman" Sawyer
Creative Cakes by Swapna Gigani, LLC
Crosswalk.com
Culebra Island Legal Services, PSC
Cute Animals
CYBERYOGA
cycle:WELL
Daisy the Rescue Hound
Damn where did you find this aesthetic
Dan Deacon
Dan Pearce
Dance Carolina
Daria de Koning - Fine Jewelry
Dave
Dave Hedges
David Michael Frank (DMF)
David Perlmutter, M.D.
David Tennant
David Wolfe
DC Universe Rocks My World
Dearly
Dearly Mom Life
Death's Sweet Embrace
Deb's Ice Cream and Mini Golf
Deerhoof
Delilah
Demola - The Violinist
Denis Phillips
Denver the Guilty Dog and Her Friends
Denver7
Desky
Destene and Brandon
Dialog
Diamond Tool Store
Diary of a Mom
Diehard Boston Sports Fans
Dimitri Beauchamp
Dismantle Misogyny
Disney D23
Disney Springs
Disney's Coronado Springs Resort
Disney+
Divest Uvic
Dj Look SA
DJ Mosaken
Do You Remember When
Doctor Who
Doctor Who and the Tardis ~ The Classic Years
Dog Bless You
Dogs Lovers
Dogs Naturally Magazine
Dogs World
Dolphin Fleet Whale Watch
Doodle Rescue Collective, Inc. Labradoodle & Goldendoodle Rescue
Dover Trucking, Inc.
Dow Janes
Dozer and Lilah
Dr Karan
Dr Laura
Dr. Ben & Candy Carson
Dr. Bon Blossman
Dr. Wayne W. Dyer
Drink a cup of coffee for Bernie day 11/16/2015
Drive United
Drive-By Truckers
Dublin's Q102
DuVine Cycling + Adventure Co.
Dyslexia Canada
Eagle Lovers
Earnest Pugh
Ed Beaulieu The Pond Professor
Education Through Music
Elburritomonster
Elect Mark Bavaro Into The Pro Football Hall Of Fame
Elephant Health & Wellness
Elephant Meditation
Eleventhirtyfour
Elfsys
Eliteplaypro
Elizabeth Gilbert
Elle Cordova
Ellen DeGeneres
EMGN
Emily
Empaths, Old Souls & Introverts
encuentro 5
Endless Summer Zone
English Literature
Enterprise Car Sales
Enterprise Car Sales
Entertainment Daily UK
Entertainment World
Environmental Law Centre, University of Victoria
Erie Otters Hockey Club
Erinn Kiley Photography
Eryka - Empowered Living
Esther Bunning Portrait Artist
Ethel the Glamour Tort
EverybodyFights
Everything Calvin And Hobbes
Evol Intent
Explore Talent - Acting and Modeling
Fabulous Mom Life
Fantastic China
Fantasy relationships
Farmers Weekly
Farmers' Way
Farmhouse Favorites
Farmhouse Photography
Fates Warning
Feminists United
Fforest
Fi
Finale Desserterie
Finnish Baby Box
First Peoples' Cultural Council
Fishing Video Feed
Florida Women for Bernie Sanders
Food52
For the Coast
Fowl Language Comics
Fox & Friends
FOX 5 NY
Fox News
Fox2Now
FOX59 News
Frankie's Tiki Room
Free Your Kids
Fresh Eggs Daily with Lisa Steele
FreshCoast
Fridayeveryday
Friends of Maltby Lake Watershed Society
Froggy 98.1 Central Pa
From the Country Farm
FuckUp Nights Tampa Bay
Fukitol Real
Fuller's Market
Funny Fanny B
FurBuddies
Furever Dachshund Rescue
G's Photo Fx
GAIN Michigan
Gallery Diaspora
Game Developer
Games Rock My World
Gaming Central
Gaming Mommies
GamJam Connectivity
Garden Creative
Garmin Fish & Hunt
Gator Chris
Geek Girls
GEICO
Gem For Jewelry
Gender Neutral Parenting
George Lopez
George Takei
Georgia Dunn - Breaking Cat News
Get Fit Families, LLC
GGenshin
Gianni Luminati
Ginger Zee
Girl Geek X
Girl God Books
Girls Who Code
GirlsAskGuys
Glen Ellen Inn
Go Social
God Updates
God's Not Dead
God's Spoken Word Ministries
Goddamn Draculas
Gold Rush Todd
Good Housekeeping
GOODLAD
Goodwill Librarian
Got Lols?
Governor Paul LePage
Grace Islet
GrayRobinson, P.A.
Great Ocean Road Life
Greatest Hits Radio South Coast
Greatest Hits Radio West Yorkshire News
Green Party of Canada | Parti vert du Canada
Green T Coffee Shop
Greg Wilkey, Award-Winning Bestselling Author of YA and NA Fiction
Gregg Braden
gregrungetv
Greytown Property with Dave and Jennah
Growing Bolder
Guinness Storehouse
Gurus
Handmade Business magazine
Hannibal Buress
Happiness In Your Life
Happiness is Being a Grandparent
Happy Hooligans
Harley-Davidson
Harvard Humanitarian Initiative
Harvard Ministerial Leadership Program
Harvard T.H. Chan School of Public Health
Harvard-Fiction KH
Hassan Sas Bangura blog
Hay House Daily Meditations
HDProduction
Healing Light
Healthy Holistic Living
Heiltsuk Tribal Council
Hello Business
Hello Kitty with Sanrio Friends
HelloGiggles
Heroic Girls
Hersilia Córdova Morán
HICONSUMPTION
Historical Africa
Historical Africa Yoruba
History Defined
History Three Thousand
Hits Radio Cornwall
Hits Radio West Midlands
Homestead Dreamer
Honest Toddler
Honouring Our Sisters - Comox Valley
Hook & Albert
HOT 100.9
Hot Radio Maine
Hothouse AV
Humane Society of Pulaski County
Humanity's Team
Huoysdey Records
I <3 to run
I am a Christian
I bet this turkey can get more fans than NOM
I Love Black People
I Love Classic Rock
I love Cows
I Love My Daughter
I Love My Family
I think my mom's gone crazy
Ian Bremmer
IBTimes AU
Icon Monsters Race
Idyl
iLounge.com
im not right in the head.com
Immortalize
Indeed for Business
Independence Mission Schools
Indigenous Civilization
Indigenous Solidarity Working Group
Indigenous Tourism BC
Infamous D
Infinite Love
InfratechHeating.com
Inside Pediatrics
Inspire
Inter-Cultural Association of Greater Victoria
Interfaz
Iowa Gun Owners
IQ Science
iRadio
Istanbul FM
IWC Schaffhausen
James Taylor
Janelle Niles
Janet Lansbury
Jason Wake Up Call
Jay Sekulow
Jeanette Harris Fan Page
Jennifer Tefft Music
Jeremy Loveday - Victoria City Councillor & CRD Director
Jerry Kramer for Pro Football Hall of Fame
Jerry Savelle Ministries International
Jesse Ventura
Jesus H. Christ
Jesus Painter
Jezebel
Jimbutcherauthor
Jimmy Kimmel Live
Jimmy Reid Photography
John Németh
John Q. Logic
Joseph Gordon-Levitt
Josh Blue Comedy
Joshlilj
Journey of Life Quotes
Joybird
Joyous Alaga
Jrock Radio
Judge Alex
Judge Jeanine Pirro
Judson Press - Christian Publisher since 1824
Judy Collins
K-LOVE Radio
Kai Leakes fanpage
Kala Pocket Instruments
Kalas ESRT p/b Wahoo BIRK
Kansas City Royals
Karen Salmansohn
Kasa
KCTV5 News Kansas City
Kevin McCarthy
Kevin Smith
Kéyks by Kéykgirl
Kfm 94.5
KHOP
Kids with Down Syndrome.
Kids With Special Needs
Kimberley A. Johnson
Kimmy Food Share
King Kayak
Kingston's Move
KiSS 92.5
Kissing Fish Book
Kiva
KJ 97 San Antonio's #1 For New Country
Knowledge of Self II
KSSN 96
Kvague Iphigenia
KXTN
LADbible
Landshapes
LANIA
LataSita
Late Night with Seth Meyers
Laughing Colours
Laughter is good for the Soul
Law Enforcement Today
Lawrence Alex Wu - Sometimes Underwater Photography & Scuba
Legal Harborside
Leonie Dawson
Lessons Learned In Life
Lets Find 1 Million People Who Really Support Our Severely Injured Veterans
LeVar Burton
Level Fitness
Lexington Center Alliance
Lexington Diner
Life of Dad
Lilly the Hero Pit Bull
Ling Skincare
Linkin Park
LIORA
List25
LIV Watches
LIVESTRONG
Lizard Morphs
LOL Facts
Longmire
Lori Allen
Love & Mercy
Love What Matters
LoveCrafts Knitting
Lucky 90210 at Lucky Bar
Luditores
luisa.alexander
Luv-A-Rug Services Inc.
Lynn Plourde
Lynne Quarmby, 2015 Candidate for Green Party of Canada
M.J. Rose
Ma Maison
MAA Communities
Machete Kills
Mad about Madeline
MADII 'LII CAMP
Madly Odd
Main Street Sunoco
Maine's Best
Major Fitness
Making Opportunity Count
Mamas Spot
Man Wakes Up From Death, God's Miracle? [Video]
Mannaxpress
Maria Shriver
Marilyn Ghigliotti
Mark Cross
Mark Lind
Mark Sanford
Marlborough New Zealand
Marvel Universe Rocks My World
Mary Doria Russell
Mary Engelbreit
MAS Rescue
Master of None
MAX'IS Creations
Mayor Brandon M. Scott
Meg Meeker, MD
Melinki
Melzchris
Memes
Mental Health and Invisible Illness Resources
Metal Building Homes
Michael Baisden Live
Michler's Florist, Greenhouses, and Garden Design
Mighty African History
Mighty Fox
Mighty Moraine Man Triathlon
Migis Lodge on Sebago Lake
Mike Rowe
Mikkelsen Twins
Miktek Audio
Milan Marie
Mimosa
Mindful Soul
Mini RoboMuppets
Mining Justice Alliance
Minions
Ministry Of British Comedy
MintPress News
MISS 103
Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries
Mitzi
Mix102.3
Mndiaye
MOCEAN
ModCloth
Modern Arms
Modern Family
Mokuhankan
Mom + Kids = Love
MoMath: the National Museum of Mathematics
Mommy Moment
Mon Yough Area Chamber of Commerce
more
More Than Words
Moss Design
Movie to Movement
Movies Now - Home To Blockbusters
Mr. Retro Man
Mr. Robot
MRCTV
Mrs. Betty Bowers, America's Best Christian
Ms. Magazine
MSAR - Service Dogs
Mud & Bloom
MuggleCast
Muppet History
Music for Deep Meditation
My Daughter's Kitchen
My Morning Jacket
My Renewed Mind
MythBusters
N8vz In Regalia
nametests.com English
Nantucket Island Chamber of Commerce
Nappytabs
Narcos
Narrows Center for the Arts
Natasha Burnette Mixed Media Artist
National Abortion Federation
National Adjunct Walkout Day
National Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum
National Women's History Museum
Native americans history
Native Brain
Natural Form
Nature Conservancy of Canada / Conservation de la nature Canada
NECR Beagle Rescue
Neighbor
Nerd fans in S.A.
Nerdist
Nest Box Live
Netflix
New Surry Theatre
New York Giants
New York Giants on CBS Sports
NFL
NFL Memes
Nichelle Nichols
Nick Heath Photography
NickRewind
Nightwood Editions
Nine.com.au
No To LNG - Squamish
Nobenkid - Giải Pháp Cho Trẻ Chậm Nói - Tăng Động
Noir Bar
North Shore Gravers
Northeast Coonhound Rescue, Inc.
Nostimo Greek
Nova 100
Nova 919
Nova 937
NRA Institute for Legislative Action
Nubian Rootz Cultural Center
NYLON
Obvious Magazine
Oceanfront Dog Training
OHbaby!
OK Go
Old Cottonians' Association
Olive Ridley Project
Oliver Knott
OMG Social
One a Day
One hacker band
One Minute Awesome
OWL Reels
Ozzy Man Reviews
Pandora Boxx
Papa Roach
Paper Clouds Apparel
Pappaspush
Para la Naturaleza
Parlor Sports
Pat Brody Shelter for Cats
Pat Mandziy
Pats Pulpit: For New England Patriots News
Paulo Coelho
Paverick's social Munzees
Peace Valley Environment Association
Peace, Love and Paws, Inc.
Peak Reputation, Inc.
Pee-wee Herman
Pegboard Nerds
People of Victoria
Peter Bence
Pets care
Pets Planet
PHIBIOUS
Phyllis Serota Artist
Pinoy Rap Radio
Piper & Skye
Planting Peace
Platinum LED Therapy Lights
Playbuzz Quiz
Poetic Outlaws
Poetry & all my emotions
Poetry lovers
Polygon
Positive Energy+
Positive Life
Positive Words
PostSecret
Potawatomi Zoo
Power of Positivity
POWER Orlando
Power Plate Beauty & Wellness
Powers of Healing
PrayAmerica
Precor Home Fitness
Prego & Mommy Chat
Prince Ea
Princess Kiley
Pro Labor Alliance
PRWeb
Purple Clover
Pusheen
Putnam Pantry Candies, Ice Cream & Cafe
Quintin Brothers Auto and Performance
Radio HIT
Radiolab
Raidas Eidukaitis - Mental Fitness
Raincoast Conservation Foundation
Ramp
RAY & MARTIN
Reactor Magazine
Readytotri Triathlon Coaching
Refinery29
Reflectoria
Regent 3 Cinemas
Relentless
Relentless Indigenous Woman
Rep. Curt Clawson
Rep. Paul Gosar
Rescued in SC
Rescued Rascals
Residential Properties Ltd.
Retail Association of Maine
retr0avocado
Rhode Island Parrot Rescue
Rich’s Custom Toyz
Rickey Smiley
Riki Rocksteady
Rising Tide - Vancouver, Coast Salish Territories
Robert Downey Jr
Rock Band
Rock Seeker
Rocket The Iggy
Rod Stewart
Roddenberry
Rodney Atkins
Roger Ebert
RoleReboot
Rolling Justice Bus
Rootedinlove.ph
RoozenGaarde
Rory McIlroy
Rosie On The Right
Row House Cinemas
Rumi Heals
Rupan Bal
Rush Brush
S H Ʌ Y J E W E L R Y
Saber
Sakuraco
Sarcastic Mama
Saurin Jiya
Savannah Boan
Save a Dog
Save A Dog, Inc.
Saving Barrow County Animal Control Pets
Scary Mommy
Scary Mommy Tweens & Teens
Schmidt Ocean Institute
School Mum
Schoox
Science Stories
Scuba Dogs Society
Sea Glass Waterfront Grill
Sean Hayes
Sean Kingston
Segal Jewelry
Seinfeld
Senator Ted Cruz
Sens.ai
Serenity
Sesame Street
Settlers in Support of Indigenous Rights & Idle No More
Seven Star Street Bistro
Shaheem
Shark 8Ball
Shawmut Design and Construction
Shawnigan Residents Association
Sherlock
Sherlock Fans
Shezan Saleem JO-G
Shop Small
Showcase SuperLux
SICCE
Sidney Garber
Silent Echoes
Simply Fit Training Studio
Sin
Sithchic
Sitting & Knitting
sixteencandlesband
SketchWow
Skool Restaurant
Sky TV
Slam 100.5fm
Slolo 2
SmarterHome
Smokin' in the Girls Room on WEMFradio.com
Smooth Radio Northamptonshire & Peterborough
Smosh
Snoopy
Soccer Team
Socialflow
Sofia Andrea Sanchez
Soldiers' Angels
Soluna Garden Farm
Sony Pictures
Soul Alchemy
Soul in Ink
Soul Whispers
SoulFire Coaching and Healing
Soulosophy333
South 93.5
South Texas Mustang Club
Southern Trans Enby
Special Miracles - Down Syndrome
Specialized Women
Spirit Science
Squatty Potty
Squishable.com
SSG Travis Mills
Star Bright Angels
Star Trek Enterprise D Bridge Restoration
Star Wars
Star Wars Rocks My World
Step to Health
Stephanie's On Newbury
StevenAitchison
Stony Mountain Vineyards
Stop Pacific NorthWest LNG/Petronas on Lelu Island
StoreyBook Reviews
storyful
Strip T's Restaurant
Strong Coffey Wellness for Women
Strong Woman
Subaru of America, Inc.
Suck It Suicide
Sudbury's Pure Country
Sufi magic
Sun Gazing
Sunny 101.7 Canton
Sunnyside Ballet Studio
Supaman
Super News Supes
Supernatural
SWA9
Swash
Sweet Paws Rescue
T-Time HK
tahiti 80
Talking Headz Salon
Tandem Coffee
Tank Tolman
Tasty
Taurus Horoscope Today
Taylor Morris Community Support
Tea Party Patriots
Team Sirius Tri Club-Rebekah Keat
Teamsters 362
Technimatic
Technology & Technic + Art & Sport
Tecomate Life
Teen Wolf
Terrell Suggs
Texts From Last Night
Thakasa
That's Not Right
The Adventures of Pete & Pete
The Band Perry
The Basilica Shrine of Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal
THE BEER PARTY
The Best Bees Company
The Bible Book
The Big Bang Theory
The CatWalk Trust
The Chicken Chick
The Coffeehouse
The Comical Conservative
The Council of Canadians
The Daily Show
The Drop Squad
The Exponent Telegram
The Federalist Papers
The Freestylers
The Gratitude Habit
The Great British Bake Off
The Group Fire
The Historian's Den
The Holy Donut
The Hook
The Humor Bible
The Humor Train
The Hunger Games
The Hunger Site by GreaterGood
The Icehouse
The Island Life Agency
The Kangaroo Sanctuary Alice Springs
The Language Nerds
The Late Show with Stephen Colbert
The Law Of Attraction
The League
The Little Shine
The Mafia Boss
The Malaysian Reserve
The Martian
The Mind Unleashed
The MOM Trotter
The Muppets Mayhem
The Noon Project
The Ohm Store
The Parrot's Post
The Peanuts Movie
The Penny Candy Store
The Perfection of Effort
The perfumist
The Pink Ribbon by GreaterGood
The Pixel Project - It's Time To Stop Violence Against Women. Together.
The Progressive Parent
The Queen Code
The Rainforest Site by GreaterGood
The Red Barn
The Reef Doc
The Root
The ROR Morning Show
The Shred
The Single Woman
The Soul Leaf
The Three Stooges
The Tomash Dilemma
The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon
The Tortoise Whisperer
The Twilight Zone
The Twisted Tree
The Tyee
The Vault of the Atomic Space Age
The Veterans Site by GreaterGood
The Vivek Report
The WaterWealth Project
The Weed Blog
The Wolf 101.5 FM
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TheBlaze
Thepiratebible
TheSystem
Thinking Is Power
This American Life
Tim Wise
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To Kill a Mockingbird
TODAY with Hoda & Jenna
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Top Fitness Store
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ToughPigs.com
Trainwreck
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Trek Talking
Tremont Taphouse
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Triple M Central Coast
Triumph Cancer Foundation
Tropics Contracting, Inc.
Truck Driver To The End
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TryLife
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Two Roads Brewing Company
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U.S. Army Reserve
Underground
Unist'ot'en Camp
Unitarian Universalist Church of Manchester
United South End Settlements
Universal Orlando Resort
University of Victoria Students' Society (UVSS)
Unli Ryse
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Unpacking the "F" Word
Untitled Animation
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Urgent Part 2 - Urgent Death Row Dogs
USAA
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UVic Native Students Union
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Bonnie Walker
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That’s the long and the short of it! It looks like a lot of work – and a lot of judgement – but assertively blocking people been a valuable and effective tool in limiting the amount of extraneous garbage that shows up in a feed that’s supposed to be about the people I care about: my Friends (i.e. you).

Some very predictable reflections and expressions of gratitude on turning sixty years of age.

First observation: I don’t feel that old. Quelle surprise, right?

I seem to be blessed with better health and fitness at this age than many of my peers, and I credit most of that to my active lifestyle, especially my cycling.

In my experience, happiness comes from surprisingly basic, mundane pleasures: wind and sunshine, being outside in nature, physical activities like cycling and kyūdō that keep me in my body, delicious food, the companionship of other people and pets, and the comfort and security of a stable home.

Despite having had my share of wealth, accomplishments, and experiences, I don’t think those are a reliable foundation for a satisfying life. They are pleasant ways to assuage the ego, but one’s ego is a completely untrustworthy guide. I’ve been most satisfied when I’ve been of service to others, whether I found that through nurturing aspiring writers, writing software to improve medical outcomes, raising money for cancer research, or helping others find the transformative insights that come with a productive meditation practice.

I’ve been very fortunate to enjoy a life that was mostly free of struggle, trauma, illness, and pain. So many things came easily to me. My life has been blessed, relatively easeful, successful, and enjoyable. I’ll retire with a heart absolutely overflowing with gratitude and treasured memories.

There’s very little I would change. I have surprisingly few regrets and little shame. I should have done a better job with dental hygiene and my dietary choices. But my only source of deep regret is my relationships. Relationships are hard, and I’ve caused more hurt through selfishness or unskillfulness than I would have liked. If you were on the receiving end of any of that, please accept my sincerest apologies.

For whatever role you have played in my life, thank you. I’m especially grateful to anyone who chose to keep me company for an extended duration of time. And my deepest thanks and recognition to Inna, my life companion for 25 years and counting.

Be well, all!

Every so often, curiosity impels me to check out my former homes on Google Streetview, to see how much they’ve changed over time. Usually it’s nothing dramatic, but today’s exception left me stunned, shocked, and incredibly grateful.

Back in 2001, I bought my first – and to date only – property, a condo unit on the second floor of the historic former Hotel Vendome, located in Boston’s trendy Back Bay.

By far its most dramatic feature – and the reason I selected it after viewing seventy others – was a sweeping view of the neighborhood. The living room’s south-facing bay windows not only offered tons of delightful sunshine, but overlooked an empty lot that had served as a parking lot since 1958. It was the only unit I’d seen that had such a wide-open vista.

That panorama included many of Boston’s notable buildings: the Hancock tower, the Prudential tower, the New Old South Church with its distinctive Italianate campanile, 500 Boylston, 222 Berkeley, the Boston Art Club and the 1884 headquarters of the Massachusetts Bicycle Club (both now part of the Snowden School). I could watch shoppers walking along trendy Newbury Street, catch glimpses of Boston Marathon participants as they finished in Copley Square, or admire the colorful DuBarry trompe d’oeil mural that decorated the exterior of one of the buildings facing the parking lot.

It was truly a fabulous view, and I enjoyed it virtually every single day for the fifteen years that I lived there. Here’s what it looked like around the time I moved in (as always, click through for a larger version):

Back Bay view in summer

Of course, there were also days when it looked a little more like this:

Back Bay view in winter

It was no secret to me how great a blessing it was that no one had built anything on that lot. In fact, it was kind of a mystery why it never happened. Although I never heard rumor of any plans, it was something I always feared. But nothing ever materialized, and I moved out and sold the unit in February 2016.

So you can imagine my shock when I happened to check my old place out on StreetView. Here’s the closest equivalent to what you would see out my bay windows as of September 2022:

Back Bay view in 2022

Yeah. Wow.

The lot was purchased in 2019 by L3 Capital in Chicago, who filed a project review in 2020 with the Boston Planning and Development Agency for a five-story, 43,000 square foot building containing retail and office space. A building permit was issued a year later, and construction appears to have moved along rapidly.

So that accounts for my “stunned and shocked” reaction.

As for “gratitude”, that comes from having enjoyed that unsurpassed view for fifteen wonderful years, and for the blind luck of having sold when I did, just four years before this development project came to light, on land that had been a parking lot for the previous sixty years!

My Back Bay condo was a truly amazing place to live, and that panoramic view was a huge, irreplaceable part of it. But that treasured view is one that I truly can never again experience.

Cambridge Massachusetts, February 23, 2014: I grab a Japanese bow, walk to within two meters of a target, and inexpertly bury two arrows into it. Thus began my excursion into the meditative / martial art of kyūdō. There’s some background info on kyūdō and my “First Shot” ceremony in this blogpo.

However, 18 months later, I moved to Pittsburgh, where the lack of a kyūdō group forced me to step away from the practice. Seven years passed.

When Inna and I were recently evaluating cities to move to, kyūdō was an important consideration for me, and I checked out the local groups when we visited Raleigh/Durham, Denver/Boulder, and Austin. So when we finally moved to Austin, one of my first stops was Austin Kyūdō.

My Second First Shot

My Second First Shot

In Japan, there are several schools of kyūdō, each with their own slight differences in philosophy, terminology, and technique. Of those, there are only two that are active in the United States. There’s the All Nippon Kyūdō Federation, which I’ll shorten to ANKF, that came out of a postwar attempt to unify all the diverse styles into one common form. That’s what’s typically taught as an activity in Japanese high schools. The other presence in the US is the Heki-Ryu Bishu Chikurin-ha school, which I’ll call Zenko, which is one of those older schools, traditionally headed by the Shibata family of bowmakers to the Japanese nobility, and which was supported somewhat by the Shambhala organization.

Sadly, there’s some rivalry and mutual condescension between these two schools. While that might make more sense back in Japan, it seems pretty counterproductive here in the US, where the differences seem trivial and – since neither has much of a following – a spirit of mutual cooperation would benefit everyone.

All this pertains to me because my practice at Byakko Kyudojo back in Boston was in the Zenko style, but Austin Kyūdō is affiliated with the ANKF. So I’m effectively switching schools and starting over. While there is a Zenko group in Houston with occasional practices in Austin (Emiko Kyudojo), it makes sense for me to get back into kyūdō with the more active local group and consider returning to the Zenko fold after developing a greater level of proficiency.

From the perspective of an American and a novice, the differences between ANKF and Zenko are few, but worth enumerating. Philosophically, Zenko is more focused on the internal, meditative aspect of archery (which appeals to me), and seems more focused on individual practice rather than coordinated group shooting. And – being run by a family of traditional bowmakers – Zenko requires practitioners to use bamboo bows, whereas ANKF is happy to use composite bows that are cheaper, more forgiving, and require less care. ANKF has also added formal ranks, requiring written exams and shooting demonstrations to advance in levels.

With that as background… After arriving in Austin, I learned that Austin Kyūdō was holding a six-week beginners’ course. Between a seven year layoff and joining a different school, that “starting over” route made sense for me. I joined two other newbs for their training series, which culminated on Saturday April 1th with our “First Shot” rite… Which was actually my second First Shot ceremony, having been through Zenko’s equivalent back in 2014, as described up top.

While it’s wonderful being a full-fledged kyudoka again, I’m far from satisfied with my first shot. While passable, my form wasn’t up to my own expectations, so I have plenty of “stuff” to work on.

But I was also put off because my hands are too large for any of the group’s dojo-owned gloves for students. In addition to a bow and arrows, a kyūdō-specific glove is an absolutely essential piece of equipment, since it is the glove that actually holds the bowstring when it is drawn. For my first shot, I wound up borrowing another student’s brand-new glove, and the bow just wasn’t cooperating with it.

While I always intended to send away to Japan and invest in my own custom-made glove, the lack of a dojo glove to practice with has made that purchase a pressing need. The fabrication and shipping will take 2-3 months, during which I really can’t do any shooting, either at distance or at a close-range practice target, as in the photo above.

Despite that frustrating delay, there’s still a lot I can work on in the meantime, so that when my glove arrives I can dive back into practice with diligence, energy, and more confidence in my form.

Most of us will remember 2021, when Texas’ mismanaged electrical grid suffered near-complete failure due to a series of winter storms. Texas’ 2021 power crisis was the most expensive disaster in state history; 11 million people went without power and between 250 and 700 residents lost their lives.

How many tons of ice can one tree hold?

How many tons of ice can one tree hold?

A world of frozen tears

A world of frozen tears

Ice sickles

Ice sickles

The scene outside our cul de sac

The scene outside our cul de sac

Who puts utility lines thru the root ball of a tree?

Who puts utility lines thru the root ball of a tree?

Our two broken water lines sticking out of the ground

Our two broken water lines sticking out of the ground

So it’s understandable that locals were shellshocked and traumatized when a heavy winter ice storm fell upon the Texas Hill Country this past week. I too have ominous memories of previous ice storms, specifically the 1998 ice storm that wreaked havoc on an immense swath of Central Maine woodlands.

So when the National Weather Service issued its first warnings about light freezing drizzle, I weighed my options. Although we were adequately stocked, I could go top off our groceries. But I didn’t want to deal with either a frenzied mob scene at the grocery store, nor risk any icy roads, especially the steep descent into our cul de sac. So I chose to just sit tight. That was on Monday January 30, as the first rounds of rain and evening icing began.

Tuesday featured light rain and temperatures above freezing, but a worsening forecast. The NWS ice warnings were expanded to a much larger area, and intensified their language from “light and isolated” to “significant” impact. As evening fell several auto crashes were reported, but the major freeze and rainfall was expected after midnight.

Wednesday February First I woke up to what everyone feared: bent-over trees and slick roads coated with half an inch of ice. It was breathtakingly beautiful, but I knew how dangerous and damaging that much ice would be… Which was driven home when a shade tree in our backyard came down in three separate chunks, barely missing our fiber optic internet line.

We nervously stayed inside and helplessly waited it out. Meanwhile, tens of thousands – nearly a third of Austin – were without power. Fortunately, other than losing that one tree, it was a quiet day for us, without much additional rain or ice accumulation.

But it was a nerve-wracking night. Windswept thunderstorms came through, keeping us awake and adding more water and ice. It was impossible to sleep through rolling thunderclaps and the rifle cracks of huge branches being torn from the surrounding trees.

At 4am I heard activity outside and went to see what was going on. The huge hundred year old live oak that straddled the line between our property and the neighbor’s had toppled over. In the process, it had landed on his Land Rover, blockaded his front door, and ripped up the two water lines to our house and the one next door. Water was jetting a meter or two across our yard and undermining our driveway. Paul – our neighbor – was out there in the pouring rain and darkness with a manhole lifter trying to get at the city’s water shutoff valve. We got that done and retreated to our respective homes to wait for daylight to assess the damage.

That’s how Thursday began. Fortunately, above freezing temperatures allowed me to drive to the still-quiet grocery to pick up two 5-gallon jugs of water plus needed supplies. The neighborhood looked like a war zone, with Valleyside Road closed and trees down everywhere. Paul had lost another sizable tree out back, and a branch was leaning against our power line. As the day warmed, ice began falling off the trees in dangerous chunks. And shortly after my grocery run, a water main break developed on Hart Lane just a couple hundred meters uphill from us.

Everyone came out to do triage, which gave me the opportunity and excuse to meet all our neighbors: Paul, Maureen, Mario, Allison, Gary, and John. All were kind and overflowing with empathy after having helped one another through the 2021 storms. Despite his own power outage and downed trees, our landlord spent much of the day on-site, taking stock and trying to get a plumber out to repair our water pipes.

By evening we still didn’t have water, but the storm was over and everyone was in recovery mode. I was surprised that none of our black walnut trees had come down, but I was more stunned that we never lost internet or power, since those lines come up through the heavily wooded gully behind our house where Dry Creek runs.

After our first restful sleep in days, Friday was a full-on cleanup day. The plumbers arrived at 7:30am and got us reconnected by mid-afternoon. We got our first showers in 3-4 days, but had to later recall the landlord to fix a broken toilet ballcock and valve.

Meanwhile, our landscaper neighbor had a crew trimming back the limbs of the fallen live oak, as another crew took down our fallen tree and the limb that was resting on our power lines. It was, as Inna called it, the day of “dueling chainsaws.”

Outside our neighborhood, things were still dire, with ten percent of the city without electrical service. Battery backed-up traffic lights were running out of power, leaving intersections uncontrolled, while the Austin police – who have had a combative relationship with citizens since the “defund the police” movement – refused to direct traffic.

Saturday the live oak was finally fully cut up. Despite the ongoing noise of chainsaws and gas-powered electric generators, for us it was a blessed day of rest and a return to normality after six days of discomfort and anxiety.

The most lasting impact of the storm was the loss of that great oak, which shaded our driveway and defined the visual appeal of our street. That’s a tragedy.

But on the positive side, everyone seems fine and we had no major damage to contend with. But it sure was a memorable part of our first month here in Austin!

Austinitis

Jan. 19th, 2023 10:35 am

Our move over the holidays from Pittsburgh to Austin was a long, hard road… both literally and figuratively. Here are some of the lowlights (plus a couple highlights) from the hectic, stressful, and eventful month gone by.

Final week at Hobart Street

Boxing up Hobart Street produced an unanticipated cat fortress!

Boxing up Hobart Street produced an unanticipated cat fortress!

Closing the book on the Hobart Street apartment

Closing the book on the Hobart Street apartment

Hell is real... especially in Ohio!

Hell is real... especially in Ohio!

Home at last, after a 1,450-mile road trip

Home at last, after a 1,450-mile road trip

Orny broke a couple chairs out of the moving trailer to make the wait for our movers more comfortable

Orny broke a couple chairs out of the moving trailer to make the wait for our movers more comfortable

We successfully moved our huge pile of mess from one place to another

We successfully moved our huge pile of mess from one place to another

The lease on our new Austin home began on December 15, but there was no way Inna and I could finish packing up our belongings that quickly, so we made arrangements with movers for December 28th.

The overwhelming sensation in December was stress. All the packing, selling, giving away, donating, or trashing all our belongings took time and the dust we kicked up caused my asthma to start acting up.

Then there was the weather. A week-long arctic blast brought record cold and wind chills below -25°F, and of course I’d prematurely sealed up the box containing my winter coat and boots. It was like the northeast -- where I’ve lived for my entire life -- was taking one final, vicious swipe at me for daring to move south.

The brutal cold snap laid bare some of our old apartment’s frailties. The window in our spare bedroom fell apart in my hands. The jerry-rigged kitchen sink plumbing gave way on Christmas Eve, and the landlord’s Christmas Day repairs only revealed further downstream blockages, presumably due to frozen pipes, so we were left with no water in the kitchen. All this trauma happened while Inna was out of town for four days, visiting family. It made me very glad we would be getting out of that death trap, if only Mother Nature would let us! But all this sure made it easier for us to leave Pittsburgh.

During the bitter cold, I had to post no-parking notices and claim four parallel parking spaces in front of our house that would be required for the 28-foot U-Pack trailer that we’d be loading into. Although it was a nerve-wracking wait for other people’s vehicles to move on, I was finally able to clear the space and the trailer was dropped off on time.

That night before loading day, Inna and I stuffed our cat Begemot into the car to go set up a temporary household in her mother’s condo a couple blocks away. But in the middle of a quick stop to pick up Indian food on busy Murray Ave, the car refused to start! This did nothing to assuage my anxiety about setting off on a 1,450-mile road trip in a 14 year old car!

After some worried fiddling, we managed to get the engine to turn over and drove our reduced household over to our temporary digs. But Begemot immediately hid himself in an inaccessible corner of the basement. And after we fished him out and confined him in our bedroom, he kept us awake the entire night while he suffered his own sneezing/asthma fits and freaked out over being in an unfamiliar place.

That was our segue into:

Week at Mom’s

After our first sleepless night at mom’s, the cold snap broke, and we went back to the apartment to meet four guys from “Zooming Moving” of Salem, Ohio who would load our belongings into the trailer. They seemed smart and fast, taking 2½ hours to load our 155-ish boxes and pieces of furniture into less space in the trailer than we believed possible. It was magical watching our place rapidly clear out, then seeing everything stuffed trash-compactor style into a tiny section of our trailer (FYI that was a clever bit of foreshadowing, there). When we asked them at the last minute, they even squeezed in four chairs that Inna had feared she’d have to give away.

Once the trailer was locked and the guys gone, Inna called and arranged to have U-Pack pick it up. I visited my oral surgeon for a previously-scheduled followup that was painless but carried disappointing news. Afterward I circled back to the old apartment and found the trailer had been hauled away, so I pulled down the parking signs and went across town to visit El Burro: a favorite burrito joint.

That was on Wednesday the 28th, but we didn’t plan to leave Pittsburgh until the following Tuesday, to avoid being on the road over the New Years holiday. So we had a week to close up the old apartment and hit up some favorite places, which included ice cream at Bruster’s, lunch at Pamela’s diner, and dinner from Thai and Noodle Outlet. For Inna in particular, it was the end of an era, having lived in that apartment for 12 years!

On one hand, it was a major relief that we could stop working like slaves; all the packing and planning was finally done and over with! We even had time to run a load of laundry! And we watched with delight as our stuff traveled to Ohio, then spent the holiday weekend in Arkansas, and arrived in Austin on Monday, eight days earlier than our promised delivery date!

On the other hand, we found ourselves with too much time and nothing to do, combined with the uncomfortably cold temperature of Inna’s mother’s condo. The waiting was especially hard on Inna, who -- having committed to the Austin move -- was eager to hit the road.

And I had time to reflect on how even the holidays had been out to get us this year. Halloween featured my oral surgery; Inna twisted her ankle during our Austin trip over Thanksgiving, and our old apartment’s electrical panel went bad the night we returned; a frigid Christmas featured frozen water pipes and hectic packing while Inna was away visiting her father; and we were spending New Years living out of a suitcase at Inna’s mother’s condo, while our new house and all our stuff was already waiting for us in Austin!

But time passed, the calendar ticked over to 2023, and our long-anticipated departure date finally arrived.

The Drive

Between our fatigue, a stressed-out cat, and our 14 year old car, we allocated three days for the 1,450-mile drive down to Austin. We’d made reservations at Red Roof Inns along the way, relying on their open policy toward pets. Setting out, we were tired and nervous, but happy that things had gone as well as they did.

We left Pittsburgh on Tuesday January 3th in steady rain that tapered off the further we went. The three of us all fared well, and after nine hours we pulled into our motel in Nashville. I downed a terrible “jalapeno cheez chicken” from the Mexican place next door and settled in. The room was garbage, with broken lights, thermostat, and faucet. Bigi’s stress-response asthma was really bad. Then at 5am a group of assholes came around screaming and pounding on doors, and took three body-slams attempting to bust our door in. It was very reminiscent of our horrifying experience at our Austin motel in November. What the fuck is it with you Southerners that you turn into raving murderous assholes when you go to a motel?

After a horrible night we set out on the middle leg of our journey. Inna did most of the driving on a sunny day, enjoying the 75 MPH speed limit through memorable towns like Bucksnort, Tennessee. In the middle of Arkansas we had our one worrying car malfunction when our tire pressure monitor signaled too high air pressure. But it reset after we pulled aside for a lengthy stop, and we proceeded more gingerly. Our motel in Texarkana was less run-down, but I was so wary about the guys hanging out in the parking lot that I couldn’t eat. Fortunately we didn’t have any more overnight visitors, but the cat’s asthma made for another rough night.

On the final day we got up and showered, then faced our shortest drive of the trip, all of which improved our moods. After seeing a bunch of beaver-bearing billboards advertising “Buc-ee’s” truck stop, Inna decided to stop and check one out. It’s kinda of like Pittsburgh’s Sheetz -- a local favorite convenience store -- only with the ridiculous size, decor, and attitude of a huge casino. We definitely weren’t in Kansas anymore! Then, as Austin came into welcome view, we reflected on how well both the car and cat had done on the road trip; the latter experiencing only one outburst in response to Inna’s singing along with her chosen tunes.

Arriving midafternoon on January 5th, our first stop was of course the new house. After discovering that the real estate agent’s promised lockbox was nowhere to be seen, we found the key literally under the doormat and let ourselves in, giving the place a quick once-over. I got our fiber internet router set up while Bigi began to to settle in; meanwhile, Inna made a grocery run and tried to track down the king-sized mattress that FedEx was supposed to deliver for us.

We’d reserved a hotel in Austin in case we got in late, and decided that was preferable to sleeping on the floor, so we bundled poor Bigi back into the car. Our room was fine, but we had another restless night and checked out early the next morning to spend the day at home, watching for our mattress.

Taking up residence

Watching for deliveries proved very fruitful, as we received not only our mattress, but also Inna’s laptop, which we’d dropped off at an Apple store in Pittsburgh for repairs, and a huge grocery bag full of useful stuff (including notably non-Heinz ketchup) from Inna’s former Pittsburgh/now Texas friend Traci.

After making my own grocery run, I was hanging around and saw a kid park his car at the end of our cul de sac and jog between our house and the neighbor’s. I shrugged it off as a local picking up something he’d forgotten. But ten minutes later Austin cops swarmed the area, took possession of the car, flagged me to tell them if I’d seen anything, and started a manhunt complete with search dogs! Day One in our new house, and there’s both criminals and police crawling around our property. I’m afraid Bigi was the only one of who was feeling secure in our new home. But hey, it was January 6 and a delightful 78°F!

Over the next three days we worked to slowly make the place more livable. We didn’t have anything to sit on, but procured our new mattress, bed sheets, food, trash bags, a dish rack, and started laundering things. Bigi’s asthma receded and he became more adventurous, but – in characteristic feline style – he also managed to cover himself in ashes while exploring the fireplace.

Getting our stuff home

Meanwhile, our stuff had been sitting at a shipping warehouse for a week, and we were eager to have it delivered. Because our house is on a steep hill and a narrow dead-end street, U-Pack couldn’t drop our trailer off at the house, so we had hired another moving company -- a national chain ironically named “Two Men and a Truck” -- to transfer our belongings into a smaller truck and shuttle it from U-Pack’s depot to the house.

Since the trailer had arrived early, we got the movers to bump our job up to Monday, but when we met them at the facility, they showed up in a truck that was even bigger than the trailer! And that was the smallest truck they had. No way could they move our stuff, nor would they move it into a smaller rental truck like a U-Haul. We were completely screwed. After much wrangling, their chief agreed to use a company minivan the next day to shuttle our stuff from the top of our hill down to our house. To add one more frustration to the day, I grazed a low retaining wall trying to back out of our insanely un-navigable driveway and knocked an exhaust tip from our Accord.

The next morning – January 10th – we met up with the movers and they shuttled our stuff from the U-Pack trailer into their big truck. That was when we learned the downside of the “amazing” packing job that Zooming Moving did back in Pittsburgh: lots of damaged belongings. Three pieces of wooden furniture were broken and more than half of the 22 plastic bins we’d used had been crushed. Fortunately, not much stuff had actually spilled out, so I used plastic wrap to patch together the shattered bins. But our poor stone “Boo-boo Buddha” statue – so named because he had originally come with a chipped knee – was now fully decapitated! The only good news was that our two big glass desktops had somehow arrived intact.

After loading and the 20-minute drive to our place, I showed their driver why U-Pack hadn’t dropped our trailer in front of our house: the steep, curving descent down our street, the overhanging tree branches, the sloping narrow driveway, and the limited space in our cul de sac for turning around. While using a panel van to shuttle our stuff would suck, we thought it too dangerous to try to bring a huge moving van down that hill.

But the driver was a young Black guy fresh out of high school, and he fearlessly wanted to try it. I told him it was all on them, but he actually managed it. He parked the van at a precarious tilt and chocked the wheels.

The movers still had to carry our stuff down the driveway, but they were able to unload, saving us the extra time, expense, and damage that using the minivan would have required. It wasn’t quite as magical seeing all our stuff pile up in the living room. But despite all our pointless worrying, the entire job was done in just over four hours, leaving us shoulder-deep in a fortress of cardboard boxes, broken plastic bins, and randomly-scattered furniture.

And with that, our long-anticipated move south and the month-long moving ordeal was finally complete! Even after so much stress and all the trials thrown at us, we were now in our new place in Austin, complete with all our stuff, including Inna’s car and Bigi the cat.

Our next step was to begin digging out from the mess, but we put that on hold long enough to enjoy a well-earned celebratory dinner at Inna’s favorite: Lupe’s Mexican restaurant.

Life since then…

It’s been a week and a half since our stuff arrived, and we’ve had time to address most of the mess and begin getting comfortable in our new base of operations. In the wake of our move, there’s lots of organizing, arranging, and decorating to do, but we can thankfully say that the hard work is complete and behind us.

In addition to literally “getting our house in order”, Inna and I have made our first few expeditions afield, starting to explore all that Austin has to offer. We’re really excited to start going places, seeing people, and doing things… Finally building the new life that the two of us have dreamed about for so very long.

Stay tuned for our further adventures!

Twelve days in Austin. It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. Our goal was to secure housing, so let’s see how that went…

Prologue

When I left Boston in 2015, my goal was – after fifty New England winters – to move somewhere beyond the clutches of the Snow Miser. The reason behind my temporary stopover in Pittsburgh was to test whether Inna and I could make a partnership work (which we happily have done, for the past seven years).

Between our differing requirements and a lengthy delay due to the Covid-19 pandemic, we took years to decide where we’d like to relocate to. But after a visit this past April, we finally found a location we could both agree on: Austin, Texas.

The next step was a followup trip to look for an apartment. When Inna’s Austin-based Circling community scheduled a four-day workshop for mid-November, we decided to extend that visit to two weeks, spending the balance of our time house-hunting, then flying back to Pittsburgh on Thanksgiving Day.

Walking the Path

Walking the Path

Q2 Stadium

Q2 Stadium

360 Bridge from Mt. Bonnell

360 Bridge from Mt. Bonnell

Mt. Bonnell NOTICE

Mt. Bonnell NOTICE

Wendel Interior

Wendel Interior

Wendel Interior

Wendel Interior

Wendel Backyard

Wendel Backyard

Wendel Brook

Wendel Brook

Sat November 12: Travel

Our flights down (via O’Hare) were fine, with only minor drama when our motel prematurely charged Inna’s credit card for our entire stay before we’d even arrived!

Wanting to be as central as possible, the motel we booked was located right underneath the main I-35 expressway. It was a dark, musty affair that was pleasantly inexpensive, except for the day of the University of Texas football game, when the daily rate jumped from $80 to $300!

Meanwhile, Google Maps did its best to keep us on our toes by insisting we take “Exit 236: Dean Keeton Thirty-Second Minus Thirty-Eight and a Half Street”. I’m not sure but I think that would be “Negative Six and a Halfth Street.”

After pizza at Love Supreme, we made supply runs to Dollar General and Trader Joe’s.

The evening was completed by the Pan-Mass Challenge announcing this year’s fundraising total: $69 million. That is the single biggest donation that the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute has ever received. But it raised questions in my mind about how and whether I will be able participate in the event an 18th time next year, after our relocation to Texas.

Sun November 13: House-Hunting Day 1

Sunday was surprisingly cold (-2°C). We would have a few nice days in Austin, and a few showery ones, but temperatures were mostly a bit cooler than normal.

We headed to our first house appointment and met up with Alexandria, the awesome real estate agent we were using as our point person. We visited four units (4801 Ave. H, 1700 Perez St., 2200 Spring Creek, and 8607 Dawnridge Cir.), and accidentally checked out another from the outside (1126 Hollow Creek). Three were clear “nos”. Perez felt dark and a bit small but was a maybe, and Dawnridge wasn’t bad except it was quite a ways out of town.

After the shortest “30-minute wait” we’d ever experienced, we had lunch a the Bouldin Creek Cafe followed by a relaxing stroll down the bike path along Barton Creek. Then back to the motel to look at tomorrow’s itinerary.

Dinner was Chinese from TSO, a strip mall take-out joint where the door surprisingly opened directly into the kitchen, with no real pretense at a commercial “front”.

Mon November 14: House-Hunting Day 2

We hit three houses on a rainy Monday. 1309 Corona was cheap, dark, and claustrophobic. 11633 River Oaks was just way too far out, and next to a future development project…

And 3510 Wendel Cove. After two days of everything being on the flat, its hilly neighborhood was a bit of a surprise. After seven years cycling in insanely hilly Pittsburgh, I jokingly cried, “Veto!” when we encountered a short but steep rise on Hart Drive on the way in. But it only got worse, as the house was at the bottom of a very steep cul-de-sac. In spite of that, I really liked the house. Inna was a little more skeptical, since it felt a little dark and awkward, but we put it on our list of possibilities. More about that later.

With house-hunting wrapped up, we lunched at Clay Pit, our favorite Indian place, then stopped at the Book People bookstore. Unfortunately, Inna slipped and injured her ankle in the wet parking lot, so we spent some extra time coming down from that. I took the opportunity to pick up Sayadaw U Tejaniya’s “When Awareness Becomes Natural”, plus volume one of the “Cat Massage Therapy” manga as a gift for our tireless catsitters back home. I quickly read the latter in-store while Inna rested.

Inna requested a quick trip to Amy’s Ice Cream, then we stopped at the H-E-B grocery for an ace bandage and two frozen peas “ice packs”. We returned to the motel and let Inna rest and treat her painful ankle while researching more houses to visit.

Tue November 15: House-Hunting Day 3

On Tuesday morning, Inna’s foot was extremely painful and wouldn’t bear weight, so our first order of business was buying her a walking cane at CVS.

We only saw two places that day, because our third (on Blueberry Trail, aka “Blubbery Troll”) had been taken off the market that very morning. 1403 Springdale (aka the Pizza Hut) was decrepit due to being designated a historical property, and thus highly regulated. And 5202 Downs was an interesting but cheap and idiosyncratic modern unit (with 6-foot ceilings upstairs!) that someone had plunked down in their backyard as a cash grab. I bumped my head three times during the viewing!

Then, with the rain having passed overnight, Inna wanted to go back to Wendel Cove to check it out on a sunnier day, since it seemed to be our reluctant top pick. We spent a lot of time hanging around and thinking it through before coming to the conclusion that it was probably our top choice so far. Our showing agent, Alexandria, was incredibly patient and helpful, as she’d been all week.

I captured and showed Inna a video of the little stream that runs through the backyard that reminded me of my childhood home back in Maine. Coincidentally, Inna had also received a video: her mother had sent one of Pittsburgh enduring its first snowfall of the year. The timing of the contrasting videos made a silent but persuasive point.

As we left, we drove down a tiny private road off the cul-de-sac with another five houses (one displaying a Buddha statue). There were three deer hanging out in the road, and they showed absolutely zero fear as we drove up and turned around. That probably means no vegetable garden for us!

Then we drove around to get a feel for the area. We stumbled into a very shishi neighborhood called North Cat Mountain, and randomly drove up a street called Ladera Norte that was extremely reminiscent of Pittsburgh’s infamous Dirty Dozen hills. In fact, it features in Austin’sTour das Hugel, a 200 KM bike ride that includes 3,600 meters of climbing, which took place a week before we arrived.

We ate lunch at the Galaxy Cafe on Mesa Drive, then ice cream at the Amy’s in the Arboretum. Then we test-drove from Wendel Cove to Hyde Park, where Inna’s Circling studio and my meditation group are located, which was shockingly quick and easy.

We chose to spend the rest of the day at the motel, to give Inna’s foot a rest. We considered filing an application to lease Wendel Cove that night, but held off after Alexandria told us there wouldn’t be any benefit to being the first applicant. Instead, we both spent time scouring Google Maps and adding interesting features to our map of the neighborhood. At this point, I felt pretty good about where we were in the process.

Wed November 16: The Bad Day

Inna had a terrible night, so I let her sleep in late. Her foot was still bad, we were running out of house rentals in our price range, and the anxiety of making such an important decision was weighing on her.

We did look at one owner-listed place – 5113 Stone Gate – but it was a little run-down. We drove around Hyde Park a little bit, but Inna remained somewhat anxious, so I decided to bring her up to Mount Bonnell, a wonderful overlook that I’d been to a couple times, but was new to her. Being outside and seeing the expansive vista over the Colorado River seemed to ground her again.

Unfortunately, things went poorly from there. We tried to get dinner at one Ethiopian place, only to find it permanently closed. And a second one – in a windowless trailer – looked like an abandoned strip club. We finally stopped for dinner at the Oakmont Cafe on 38th, where we paid $60 for absolutely terrible food.

After that, we gave up and drove back to the motel. Inna called and messaged friends for support, which helped a little bit. But aside from Mount Bonnell, it had been an exhausting and emotional day.

But our trials weren’t over. At 2AM we were jolted awake by a group of four men slamming doors and screaming their lungs out in a foreign language outside our door and in the room next to ours. It was intensely aggressive and went on for more than an hour. It was so terrifying that I got out of bed, hid our computers, got dressed, and sat up with Inna’s cane in my hands in case I needed to defend us. Needless to say, we were both sleep-deprived and nerve-shattered.

Thu November 17: Solo Wandering & Mariposa Sit

After four days of house-hunting, we switched gears. I dropped Inna off at her Circling studio for the first day of a four-day workshop. So I had four days on my own, and my own list of things I wanted to accomplish.

My first stop was Wendel, where I walked up Wendel Cove and down Hart Lane and back, just to experience the hills. There were some people outside, a grey and white cat loped across the yard, and a cyclist passed me after coming down the next street over (Westside Drive).

Next I drove 5 miles up to Q2 Stadium, where Austin FC, the local MLS team, play. I stopped in their team shop and picked up a tee shirt and a magnet, feeling uncomfortably unfaithful to my beloved New England Revolution.

Two miles over, I checked out the Trek store on Research Boulevard, where Nathan and Dino gave me some great information about local rides, and even other shops! They suggested I also peek into the Specialized shop that had apparently sprung up in the Domain® pedestrian mall since our previous scouting trip six months ago. I got a good vibe from the place, and hope to join the group rides they run every other Saturday.

Another two-mile drive brought me to the Domain®, which was really difficult to park in. The Specialized store was tiny, but serves as a corporate anchor while they look for a larger space for a full-service shop, since Trek had bought out the shop that was their former Austin HQ. They too offered lots of awesome ride pointers, and specifically recommended the Hill Country Randonneurs.

Then it was time to meet Inna, because we were going to use her lunch hour to visit one last house – the intriguing 5308 Sendero Hills – which had repeatedly put us off due to “renovations”. It was indeed just as bizarre as we’d thought, with its very own palm tree, a big unbroken wall facing the street, chicken coops, exposed cinder blocks in the interior, and the residue of shattered windows in one bedroom! But it was both too far out of town, too expensive, and way too much space for us.

After returning Inna back to her workshop, I checked out the Anime Pop shop, which had the usual manga plus a wall full of figurines. Then the H-E-B in Allandale and early dinner from Sap’s Thai. It’s worth noting for future reference that half of Austin’s Thai restaurants serve entrees that are meat-only, and half serve the expected meat/veg mix; I’ll have to memorize which.

I went to Mariposa Sangha’s Thursday evening meditation and dhamma talk, which – like the one I attended in April – was led by Paul Schlaud, who remembered me from that visit after prompting. The topic was gratitude, and – as in April – I once again got the last comment of the night in.

Afterward, I picked up Inna and we headed back to the motel. Our neighbors were still there, as evinced by the stench of pot, but they were a little bit quieter this night.

Fri November 18: Day Off & Applying Ourselves

I dropped Inna off at the studio again. After a couple days to think it through, she seemed ready to file an application for Wendel Cove.

I spent the day hanging around, cleaning up the motel room and delighting in reports of heavy snow squalls in Pittsburgh. I enjoyed having no errands, no driving, and no rushing around. It was nice and quiet for a time after our neighbors moved out, until they were replaced by some anime girls playing loud rap music that triggered a throbbing headache.

I picked Inna up in the evening and made a quick stop at the Central Market before going back to the motel. Inna told off the neighbors and I made to turn in before she hauled me back out of bed to complete the frustratingly-long online lease application process, which was so invasive that it even required us to supply our body weights! Then the secondary application for our cat, which required both front- and side-view photographs, as well as proof of vaccinations, which was stored at home, 2,300 kilometers away. Frustrating and insulting!

Then it was my turn to have a restless, anxious night. At least the neighbors didn’t blast their tunes when they came home in the middle of the night…

Sat November 19: Half-Day Retreat

After surviving the night, my morning highlight was finding an active infestation of ants in our bathroom. At least it wasn’t bedbugs…

After a visit to the motel office, I dropped Inna off at the Circling studio early and headed off to Mariposa, where I’d signed up to join their monthly half-day retreat, which in this case was on cultivating kindness. In my emotional state, five hours of meditation was either exactly what I needed or the worst thing I could do to myself.

When I arrived, I met Carolyn Kelley – their lead teacher – for the first time, which was pleasant. Although I didn’t really know any attendees, they seemed to comprise a mix of all levels of meditation experience. During the periods of walking meditation, I chose to do standing meditation, which Carolyn asked me to explain in the end-of-day discussion. My response was that for me, being in an unfamiliar building with unfamiliar people would have been awfully distracting, pulling me out of a meditative mindset. Overall it went well, and it was great to finally touch base with Carolyn.

Afterward I picked up a pen at “Paper Place” to replace the Pilot G-2 I’d lost somewhere along the line, and some food at Central Market.

Returning to the motel, I noted that no one had fulfilled our morning request to spray the room for ants, so I chased down a staffmember and stood over him while he sprayed. Fortunately, the insecticide they used wasn’t too stinky…

While Inna spent the evening at karaoke with her Circling friends, I ate my “cowboy casserole” – a mediocre dish of pasta, chicken, and picante sauce – and figured out my plan for Sunday. Then Inna returned and we enjoyed a blissfully quiet night after Inna had skillfully negotiated with the motel staff to not put anyone in the neighboring room for a couple nights.

Sun November 20: Anime Austin

After dropping Inna off for her final workshop day, I made a quick run to Book People to see if they carried the Barron’s financial newspaper (nope).

Then it was out to a Holiday Inn to check out the last day of the Anime Austin convention. It being 10:45am on a Sunday, there were very few people around, and most of the vendors weren’t there yet, so I just wandered around the tables, seeing what was available. It was mostly just acrylic charms and artwork, and the tee shirts were the only thing that I might consider picking up for myself. The panel discussions weren’t really of interest, so after browsing the area I decided to leave. It was a waste of my admission fee, but I don’t mind spending the money to support the hobby.

Next stop was the Barnes & Noble at the Arboretum, where I finally found a Barron’s (they were stored behind the cashiers). I sought out a Circle K convenience store to fill the rental car with gas, but had to find a second one when the first one had apparently closed.

Then a quick stop at Randall’s, which appears to be H-E-B’s main competitor, before hitting up Panda Express for lunch. But the Panda Express didn’t have my preferred dish (black pepper chicken), so I punted and stopped at Fire Bowl Cafe, which offers fresh stir-fry with your choice of carb, meat, veggies, and sauce. It was a delight to finally get some vegetables into my system.

I spent the afternoon at the motel before meeting Inna at the Circling Studio, where I briefly went inside to be exhibited to her friends. Then “dinner” at Amy’s Ice Cream and back to the motel, where a new set of neighbors’ television kept us awake late into the night.

Mon November 21: World Cup & Rest Day

While Inna slept in, I woke up at 7am to watch the first World Cup footy match in Group B: England vs. Iran, which was a 6-2 blowout.

We had pretty much exhausted both the local rental listings and our stamina, and there wouldn’t be many new listings showing up on Thanksgiving week. And with an application already filed for Wendel Cove, we essentially suspended our house hunt. So we had three full days left to fill before our flights home.

At 1pm I watched USA give up a disappointing draw to Wales in their first game. They would eventually advance from the group stage but be eliminated in the “round of sixteen”.

When I taunted Inna with the prospect of visiting Austin without hitting up her favorite Mexican restaurant, the inevitable happened, and we wound up having a huge and delicious dinner at Lupe’s just off Mopac.

During our meal we received our first of several followup information requests regarding our application; this one asking for my drivers’ license, a second month of pay stubs from Inna, and clarification that she wasn’t switching jobs. Inna aborted her evening plans (meeting up with Steven and a Circling session) in order to respond.

Around 11pm a woman started screaming her head off in one of the nearby units, but that thankfully lasted only about 45 minutes before quieting down.

Tue November 22: Killing Time

We woke to another information request: this time for a note from Inna’s boss on company letterhead, confirming that they would let Inna keep her job. The already-frustrating application process was truly out of control.

Having done most of the running around I wanted to do, I let Inna drive the day’s agenda. With limited parking downtown, I dropped Inna off to visit her employer’s local office. It was three floors with a very open street-level entrance, with kombucha on tap and many social and friendly people, which was an improvement over what we’ve seen in other cities.

We stopped at the Vegan Nom food truck in East Austin, then crossed the river to visit the Cosmic Cafe and Beer Garden and Summer Moon Cafe. Then back to the motel for an afternoon nap.

At 7pm I drove her to the Circling Studio for an evening session, while I picked up pad cashew from the Pad Thai restaurant. Then fetched Inna, a quick stop for Mozarts at Central Market, and home.

Wed November 23: Last Day

Although it was quiet overnight, it was my turn for an anxiety-filled night, which wasn’t helped by yet another information request from the leasing agent, requiring us to enter our online banking usernames and passwords! What the fuck? What an incredibly worrying, exhausting, invasive, and demeaning experience.

Inna’s plan was to visit two Circling friends, so I dropped her at the first and went back to the motel. Then I picked her up and dropped her at the second, planning to have lunch and visit a local comics/game store.

My first stop was Thai Fresh, which was inexplicably closed. My second stop was Shake Shack on Lamar, but there was no parking nearby. What’s a guy gotta do to get a meal in this town?

I punted and drove down to Tribe Comics, but spied Jersey Mike’s Subs in the same strip mall, so picked up a chipotle cheese steak before responding to yet another information request; this time verifying our intended lease date. Meanwhile, Tribe Comics seemed like a pretty good and friendly game store, although it saddens me that strategy games and miniatures have almost completely disappeared.

After picking up Inna, we gassed up the car in preparation for tomorrow’s departure and made a final dinner out of the “safety provisions” we’d bought days earlier.

And around 5:30pm we received an email from Wendel Cove’s management company saying “CONGRATULATIONS! YOU ARE APPROVED!” Of course we didn’t have a lease – that would be a lengthy and equally exhausting next step – but we were well on our way to taking up residence in a brand new home in Austin!

And it was a wonderful and ecstatic moment to end our trip on.

Thu November 24: Thanksgiving Homecoming

Between Inna’s still-painful foot, it being Thanksgiving Day, and Austin-Bergstrom’s reputation for long lines, we packed up early and made our way to the airport, doing our usual dance of dropping Inna at the Departures curb with luggage while I circled back around to return the car and hoof it back to the terminal.

Despite both of us getting spot-checked by the TSA, we got our gate 2½ hours early, so we grabbed morning snacks and I went and checked out the terminal’s outdoor patio.

Our layover was in Washington Dulles, where we had to walk from one terminal to another. Inna’s foot held up well; she declined a passing people mover, but we were still glad she’d brought her cane along. I “enjoyed” a Thanksgiving dinner of a Terminal C Pizza Hut personal cheese.

The flight into PIT was short, I retrieved the car, and we made our way home to an enthusiastic reception from the Biggie. But an hour later one of our electrical breakers decided the Thanksgiving holiday would be a great day for a fatal failure, leaving us without power except for some jerry-rigged measures taking advantage of our current apartment’s unbelievably random electrical system. Patchwork repairs would take four days to be fully completed.

That, too, was kind of a poignant way to punctuate our trip.

3510 Wendel Cove

With the trip covered, let me tell you a little about the new place.

First, the basics. 2 bedroom 2 bath 2 floors, 1,530’, built in 1986, 2-car garage. Rent is appreciably less than the other houses we looked at, which is a big bonus coming from the very inexpensive place we currently occupy.

It’s a somewhat modern, idiosyncratic, open layout, with a fireplace and a bizarre towerlike second-floor “flex room” overlooking the open living area below, and which will probably serve as someone’s office. One bedroom, bath, and the flex room are all on the second floor. The somewhat dated kitchen is a little segregated from the open space, which is good for my sensitivity to cooking smells. Lots of big windows and natural light, but shaded by a number of trees. A small deck, back yard, and a brook that runs behind the property.

Other little bonuses are that there are windows (that open!) in both showers, and the only wall we share with the other half of the house is the back wall of the garage. It seems safe and free of the animal and insect problems that one has to consider when living in Texas.

It’s very close to the Mopac expressway, but quiet because it’s in a cul-de-sac, with a sizable hill in-between. It’s very near our desired destinations, and there are lots of nearby attractions, including shopping, library, groceries, post office, medical and vet.

It’s in a neighborhood labelled as “Highland Hills”, between the better-known Allandale and the Northwest Hills. It really feels like a suburban oasis, while being within an easy couple miles of everything you might need in the city. And it’s about a 8 KM bike ride to my meditation center, or about 11 KM to downtown, using the Shoal Creek trail.

The only minuses I could list would be that the interior is almost unbroken beige; one of the shower windows was very poorly and amateurishly painted over; and we’re going to have to figure out how we can set up the space to provide the kind of together-but-apart work spaces we’re used to in our current place. And I should also mention the rather absurd hill, which presents a minor psychological obstacle in leaving home.

Epilogue

So there were some real challenges this trip, especially the noisy motel we stayed at and the insanely invasive and humiliating lease application process. There was also Inna’s painful foot injury, which ironically paralleled my slicing my finger open on a broken glass in the middle of our earlier visit last April.

But in the end, our quest to find an acceptable place to land in Austin was successful. I outright love the house, and despite Inna’s initial skepticism, it has grown on her, too.

As of this writing, we’ve only just gotten the lease signed – which was a whole separate story – and is only the first of a huge number of massive to-dos before we are finally settled in. But it’s still an immense step on our way to new lives in a new city. We’re excited to make a home of it!

Duo Me

Jun. 9th, 2022 06:25 pm

With the help of the Duolingo app, I’ve been learning Japanese since December. Inspired by my example, Inna began refreshing her Hebrew in March.

So we’ve had a little time to hear one another’s practice as well as compare notes on what we’re being taught. And the results are more than a little bit interesting.

To amuse my captain, I’ve included a few screen shots of the everyday phrases we’re learning. Let’s start with my newly-acquired Japanese language skills:

I eat a lot.I sometimes drink alone.I drink alcohol every night.
   
We got divorced because my cat was too cute.What is her phone number?Today I will play with her.
   
She wears underwear.They wear white underwear.Are you a woman?

And now let’s compare my Japanese phrases to the vocabulary that Inna is picking up in Hebrew:

The victim speaks with his lawyer.Why do we need education?This girl is eating everything.
   
He drinks the seven beers in three minutes.The five ducks are drinking wine.This duck is illegal.
   
I am happy because my bunny is finally opening a bank account.My cat will be happy to see you bit I won’t.There is a possibility that your monkey is not a good secretary.
   
What is the influence of tomatoes on our population?Not everything has meaning.Everything ends.

I’m sure no further elaboration is necessary.

Last month Inna & I spent eight days in Austin. She was headed there for a four-day workshop, and it made sense for me to tag along and extend our trip, so that we could check it out as a possible place to relocate to.

Austin Skyline

Austin Skyline

Inna enjoying her palapa

Inna enjoying her palapa

Sparky Park

Sparky Park

Austin Boardwalk

Austin Boardwalk

Craft

Craft

Couple under a palapa

Couple under a palapa

Couple at Clay Pit

Couple at Clay Pit

Couple at Lupe's Tex-Mex

Couple at Lupe's Tex-Mex

Mt. Bonnell Sunset

Mt. Bonnell Sunset

Prologue

This was my first trip out of Pennsylvania since the Covid-19 pandemic hit; my first time sleeping anywhere other than my own bed since 2019. With the pandemic winding down, it was a nervous, awkward person who finally emerged from his cave after 2½ years of hibernation.

Leading up to the trip, I wasn’t able to muster much motivation to do the advanced research I needed to be well-prepared. I wasn’t big on the idea of living in Texas, and my previous visits to Austin (in 1994, 2003, and 2004) had left me with the impression that it was a cycling-unfriendly area. On top of that, I had some trepidation about the reasons behind Inna’s sudden enthusiasm for moving to such a scorchingly hot location.

I should also point out that I just wasn’t in a very positive place emotionally, which colored my experience of Austin and thereby this account of our travels. So please discount the “grumpy old man” factor that you’ll encounter below.

Here’s my day-by-day account, but if you’re only interested in the bottom line, you can skip ahead to the Epilogue.

Wed April 20: Travel

Arriving at the Pittsburgh airport, I dropped Inna near the terminal, drove out to long-term parking, and made the long walk back. Only to discover that Inna had forgotten to leave her winter coat in the car, so I offered to schlep it back out to the car and repeat my inbound hike. We breezed through security thanks to TSA PreCheck. Breakfast from McDonalds. Unlike ourselves, only 10% of people were masked up.

Our two-stage flight went well. I used the flight time to practice Japanese on Duolingo. At our connection in Detroit, our outbound flight to Austin was the same gate and aircraft we’d arrived in from Pittsburgh, which happily obviated the entire hectic connecting-flight dependency chain.

Grabbed our rental car from Enterprise, where they were much too friendly. Drove across town and checked into our hotel, right on the I-35 highway access road. Seeing Captain Benny’s seafood restaurant with outdoor seating and palapas right next to the hotel, Inna was delighted by the reminder of our time in the Caribbean, so we immediately had a light outdoor dinner there.

The weather – as it would be all week long – was very windy and heavy overcast that would occasionally burn off to reveal the sun. Days ranged from 20-30° and nights from 10-20°. Inna found it delightful, and it was quite an improvement over Pittsburgh, where it had snowed all day the day before we left.

Afterward, we went straight to the Atown local souvenir shop, checked out “Sparky Park” (a former electrical substation decorated with pretty and sparkly and delightful junk), and got supplies at the local H-E-B (Howard E. Butt) grocery, which included some interesting “double chocolate” Lindt truffles.

Had some challenges navigating the Texan highway access road system, Austin’s half streets (e.g. East 38½ Street), and the mystery of why anyone would name a residential street “Speedway”. Returned to the hotel very tired and spent some time catching up on stuff before turning in.

Thu April 21: Level Up Circling & Mariposa

After a breakfast of OJ and cookies, I dropped Inna off at the modest ranch house where her four-day Circle Anywhere workshop was held. My plan for Day 1 was to shower, settle in, and attend an evening meditation group at Mariposa Sangha.

My contact there had proposed meeting up beforehand, but never replied to my response, so I had dinner on my own: an idiosyncratic Panang curry at Thai Kitchen, where I got instant service, being the only customer who was dining in. Dessert was a Mexican vanilla milkshake at Amy’s Ice Cream up the street, after being asked by the staff whether I was able to fix their “waffle dough pump”.

Then to Mariposa, a small peer-led Vipassana meditation group, held in a Methodist church chapel, which was still filled with Easter lilies. Met Paul Schlaud, who was leading the evening sitting and dhamma talk, covering the Buddhist precept against misusing sexuality. I contributed during the Q&A, and chatted with Paul afterward. It seemed comparable to our sitting group in Pittsburgh: pretty small and informal, where I’d be equally welcome to teach as well as be taught.

My session ended just as Inna’s post-workshop dinner broke up, so I swung by the Italian restaurant to pick her up and drive back to the hotel.

Fri April 22: Bike Shops

After dropping Inna off, I began my cycling-focused day with a stop at TJ’s Cycle, where I got a lot of good pointers, despite them being mostly an MTB shop.

The guy there pointed me to a new shop nearby called Bicycle House ATX, where I gathered a little more info.

Then downtown, where I stopped at REI to get an independent opinion. I picked up a hardcopy Austin bike map and chatted with a couple friendly locals. Then the nearby Rapha store, which was predictably pretentious but helpful.

My final downtown stop was Mellow Johnny’s, the store founded by cycling pariah Lance Armstrong. It is a hub of the local cycling community, and had dozens of workers manning the store, but to me it seemed both tackily self-promoting and thoroughly unfriendly.

My final stop was Trek Bicycle Lamar. The former center of Austin’s cycling scene, it had been known as the Bicycle Sport Shop before a corporate buyout. I spoke briefly to an attendant who had once lived in Pittsburgh. The shop had a whole wall full of suggested rides, which I captured for future reference.

By the end of the afternoon, I had gathered way more information about the Austin cycling scene than needs to be recorded here, but my impression was that cycling was popular enough to support for several bike shops and group rides. And although I couldn’t find evidence of any centuries or major events (other than the Hill Country Randonneurs), people sounded confident in riding out beyond the city limits into Texas proper. Austin seemed to pass my cycling sniff test.

I’d planned to walk around the corner to visit Peter Pan Mini Golf, which I’d visited with my DargonZine pals in 2003, but by then I was so tired that it slipped my mind in my desire to get back to the comfort of the hotel.

After meeting up with Inna, dinner was a pound of pork ribs at Rudy’s BBQ. As we entered the building, the wind was so strong that it blew down a renovator’s ladder, which nearly fell on top of me!

For dessert I took Inna to Amy’s Ice Cream. She’d had a challenging day at her workshop, and I let her talk it out and relax in the outdoor seating. We were both beat and headed back to the hotel to crash.

Sat April 23: Kyūdō & Newspaper Quest

After taking Inna to Day 3 of her workshop, I went back to the hotel to shower, which for this one day was swarmed with dozens of college students. Then it was back into town to pick up some Excedrin and the day’s main event.

I stepped into the Rising Sun Aikido studio, where people from Austin Kyūdō were assembling for practice. When the leader introduced herself to me, I heard her name as “VHS”, which she subsequently corrected to “Beatrice” (Haven). I also met Helen Febrie, whom I’d exchanged emails with to schedule my visit.

I have two main takeaways from their practice. One is that they’re an ANKF/IKYF group, rather than the Zenko/Heki-ryu Bishu Chikurin-ha lineage of kyūdō that I studied back in Boston. That means they put less emphasis on the mental and meditative aspect of kyūdō, and like other martial arts they give formal ranks to practitioners. There are also some tiny differences in their technique, such as using the two-arrow form, not smoothing the arrow feathers, emphasis on coordinated team practice, less ritualized arrow retrieval, and permission to use bows made of materials other than bamboo. It also means they’re on good terms with American bowmaker Don Symanski, which could someday prove valuable. But I’m agnostic about which school of kyūdō I’m involved with, and find that petty rivalry to be shortsighted, given how tiny the pastime is here in the U.S..

My other takeaway is that it’s a small group with friendly, approachable members. They’re a small offshoot of the IKYF South Carolina Kyūdō Renmei based near Greenville, SC. They’re not unfriendly with the remnants of the dormant Austin Shambhala kyūdō group, as well as Zenko, and they sometime cross paths. It seemed like a nice, supportive group, although requiring an immense 1,800 KM trip to SC to get instruction and support from an experienced teacher.

I stayed for the full 2-hour indoor practice, occasionally chatting but mostly enjoying the beauty of the form and teasing out the differences in technique.

It being Saturday, I wanted to pick up a Barron’s financial newspaper, since I’d suspended my home delivery for the week. Long story short, I had no luck, despite hitting a CVS drugstore, Barnes & Noble bookstore, Kinokuniya Japanese bookstore, and 7-Eleven and Valero convenience stores all across town.

Frustrated, I went back to the hotel and spent the night eating snacks and watching soccer. I was too tired to go out, find a big meal, and fight the Saturday night crowds. Inna found her own dinner and eventually Ubered home.

Sun April 24: Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Hotel Day

Day Four in Austin, and for the third day I woke up headachey and nauseous. The weather was continued overcast, which certainly was preferable to Texas heat, but weighed on my mood.

Despite fulfilling major criteria like cycling, meditation, and kyūdō, much of Austin felt like America at its worst: soulless highway car culture and chain store strip mall hell. The city has become ridiculously expensive and its overtaxed infrastructure can’t handle the explosive population growth it has experienced.

Although I’d brought all my cycling gear and hoped to enjoy some cycling around Austin – especially the Veloway and bike night at the Circuit of the Americas – logistical difficulties had made it impossible. I was disappointed and depressed.

After dropping Inna off at her final workshop session, I wanted to fetch drinks and a Barron’s, but had no luck at Circle-K, the H-E-B grocery, or Target. Then I went back to the hotel to regroup and figure out my plan for the day.

While brushing my teeth, I dropped a hotel glass in the bathroom sink, smashing it and cutting up my hands, especially my right ring finger, which began bleeding profusely. It took two hours of constant direct pressure to get the bleeding under control, and another hour before it stopped enough to be able to stick a bandage on it. The white facecloth I’d used was crimson and completely soaked with blood. Getting that under control pretty much took up my whole day. By evening, I was able to gingerly drive myself to another nearby Thai restaurant, Pad Thai, for takeout.

Meanwhile, Inna had decided to spend the evening with her workshop cohort, going wading in Barton Springs before getting a late ride back to the hotel.

From my perspective, it had been another shitty day and I just wanted nothing other than to go home.

Mon April 25: Storms & Hotel Swap

Monday wasn’t much of a day either, washed out by thunderstorms and off-and-on rain. Inna spent her first non-workshop morning recovering needed work files that her teammates had mistakenly deleted. Then we packed up and checked out of our north-of-town hotel. Although we’ve usually stayed at B&Bs, Inna had found exceptional deals at standard hotels, and changing hotels allowed us to explore different parts of the city with less travel time in the car.

With time to kill before our check-in time at the next, south-of-town hotel, we drove around town looking at houses that were for sale. They were mostly ranches, of course, and the residential neighborhoods only varied in how recently they’d been developed. Prices were high but not completely insane.

After an unenthusiastic debate, we opted for a late lunch at the Clay Pit, a downtown Indian restaurant that I had visited during the 2003 DargonZine Summit meetup, and where I’d left behind (and then fetched) a digital camera. The food was surprisingly good.

Our new hotel was located right in the middle of a massive highway interchange in a more industrial section of town. Inna was delighted that the new room — unlike the old one – had a safe, until I pointed out that it was actually a microwave oven, and she probably didn’t want to store her work computer in there!

We spent the rainy afternoon relaxing. Inna napped, and then practiced her Hebrew on Duolingo, which she’d picked up after I’d started using it over Xmas to learn Japanese. Then we went to H-E-B for supplies before calling it a day.

Tue April 26: Grumpy Goes Downtown

By Tuesday, it had all caught up with me: the gloomy weather, my headaches, bad eating, inability to do any cycling, and injuring my hand, all on top of longstanding background dissatisfaction with aging and cardiac health. First thing after waking up, Inna patiently sat through one of my rare emotional dumps.

She then equally patiently helped me shower and wash my hair, since I still couldn’t use my right hand. Afterward, I replaced the bandage for the first time, and happily noted that my fingers looked much better than they had two days earlier.

Focusing on what she could control (my diet), Inna directed us to breakfast at the Magnolia Cafe, where I demolished Eggs Zapata, which amounted to scrambled eggs on english with sausage and spicy queso.

Next stop was “Austin Art Garage”, but we arrived before opening, so killed time in a nearby Indian shoppe. Returning, we scoped out the gallery, and I was amused by their 1980s vintage Tron arcade game console.

Heading downtown, we stopped at the Austin Visitor Center, which provided a transit map and just two brochures, only one of which was Austin-specific. Worthless.

With the day turning warm and sunny, Inna directed us to the mile-long Lady Bird Lake Boardwalk that’s part of the bike trail along the south side of the Colorado River. We took up residence in some Adirondack chairs left on a riverside dock and enjoyed the sun and the skyline view for a while, and watched a couple guys fooling around on e-foils. On the walk back, Inna greeted a young black woman who had brought her cat down to the river.

The rest of the day was haphazard. Another Amy’s Ice Cream, followed by Uncommon Objects, a big antiques (junk) store with most of its wares displayed by color. I dropped Inna off to meet a friend for a food truck dinner, then went back to the hotel, where I waited until 10:30pm to hear whether she needed me for a return ride or not.

Wed April 27: Lupes & More Circling

We (well, Inna) slept in until lunchtime. After hitting CVS, we stopped to admire Casa Neverlandia, a creatively-decorated private house that reminded me of Pittsburgh’s Randyland.

Lunch was a long-anticipated stop on the 360 at Lupe’s Tex-Mex restaurant, an Inna favorite since her first business trip to Houston, having heard it reviewed by a co-worker back when she was in Kuala Lumpur. It being my first time, I was pleased with the fajitas we got. I’m not sure it lived up to the years of hype I’d heard – and it was stunningly expensive! – but it was good to finally try the place for myself.

After yet another Amy’s Ice Cream, we stopped for a brief rest at the small Govalle Neighborhood Park at the Southern Walnut Creek trailhead.

Then Inna navigated us to Craft, a big DIY crafting warehouse. After a quick tour, we settled in and gave it a try. Inna produced one of her typical paint-and-collage compositions, and I stayed true to form with a bold abstract paint-based thing. Nothing noteworthy, but it was a nice activity, and something to do as a couple other than sitting around the hotel or eating.

Although Inna’s weekend workshop was over, she wanted to go to Circle Anywhere’s regular weekly evening session, so I dropped her off and went to kill time at the Kinokunia Japanese bookstore. I browsed for 45 minutes without finding anything that jumped out at me, so I moseyed on to the Daiso Japanese housewares store next door.

Bored with that, I consulted my map to find a nearby park to hang out in for the 90 minutes until Inna’s session ended. Covert Park at Mount Bonnell was nearby and looked like it would have a view overlooking the river, so I drove there.

I’d forgotten that Mount Bonnell is a favorite semi-touristy spot to watch the sunsets from atop a high bluff over the river. I’d arrived just in time, and spent a few minutes scouting out the walking paths, looking for an unoccupied vantage point. It reminded me a lot of the “overlooks” back in Pittsburgh. I relaxed, watched the sun set, and took a couple selfies and panoramas. I also enjoyed the modern convenience of using a 5G phone connection to check Inna and I into our upcoming flights home.

Inna’s workshop session had been unsatisfying, so we chatted about it on the way back to the hotel, where we started packing up while watching another soccer game.

Thu April 28: Killing Time til We Can Go Home

Our last day in Austin began as you’d expect: packing up and checking out of our hotel.

Then we made our way to the Buzz Mill cafe, where we met up with Inna’s friend Sarah Ness, a former Pittsburgher who had founded Authentic Revolution, one of Austin’s other “circling” groups. She was pleasant and interested and energetic, and had lots of positive things to say about Austin.

When Sarah left, Inna and I went next door to a Dairy Queen, where I ordered the traditional Dilly Bar. Then we literally drove around the block before Inna proposed that we go back and hang out at the Buzz Mill until it was time to head to the airport.

The car was dropped off in seconds, our TSA PreCheck got us through security in no time, and Inna disappeared into a massage booth while I finally found a copy of Barron’s at an airport newsstand. Inna stopped at “Salvation Pizza” and spent $7.50 a slice for some greasy pizza that they stacked such that each slice was stuck to the paper plate of the one above it. Did we still eat it? Yeah, you can’t be choosy when eating in the airport.

By the time our 7pm flight was boarding, even Inna just wanted to be home. Happily, like our previous connection in Detroit, our transfer in Atlanta was also back onto the same aircraft at the same gate we arrived at, which made for the best Hartsfield experience either of us have ever had. We shared a laugh when the PA announcer sounds like he asked passengers to please make sure everyone in your party had their body parts for boarding.

Although it wasn’t objectively long, our journey home felt like it took forever. The flight, the trek to the intra-terminal shuttle, waiting at baggage claim (we’d been forced to gate-check our carry-ons), the trudge out to the car, paying for long-term parking, and the 45-minute drive home. There – despite it being 2:30am — I jumped straight into trash, recycling, and cleaning out the cat’s litterbox and put everything out for pickup later that morning. But the cat was happy to see us, and we were very glad to climb into bed shortly before the sun rose.

Epilogue

Recalling that this was my first major trip post-Covid, since late 2019, I am delighted that we made it through without either of us getting sick. We were masked and careful at the airports and during flights, but less so in Austin, where we – like everyone else – went mostly mask-free in stores and restaurants. Although we weren’t especially stringent, we didn’t have any problems at all, even though our immune systems haven’t been exercised in 2½ years.

As for the prospects for relocating, that remains a bit unclear, although after numerous false starts, Austin’s the first place that we both agree has real potential.

For me, the positive side of the ledger includes Inna’s willingness to move there, an active cycling community, the presence of a kyūdō dojo, an MLS team, and no city or state income taxes. Although I’ll repeat how disappointed I am that I wasn’t able to do any cycling during this trip, either solo or in the company of locals.

The list of Austin’s negatives includes the cost of living, the traffic, the highways, the endless expanse of character-less strip malls. Higher property and sales taxes. No casino. Poisonous snakes, spiders, fire ants, scorpions, and lots of other creepy-crawlies. And no matter how reasonable Austinites might seem, it’s a tenuous island of approximate sanity amid Texas’ vast and frightening brand of crazy.

As for mixed blessings… This trip’s weather notwithstanding, there’s the heat. Although I would certainly be leaving New England winters far behind, even a sun-worshipper like myself am intimidated at the prospect of living with Texas’ infamous heat, even if Inna is resigned to being uncomfortable no matter where we go.

And the meditation scene also counts as a mixed blessing. There aren’t any longstanding teachers, nor any retreat centers anywhere nearby. The community is small and led by a group of peer leaders. While that’s much like my situation here in Pittsburgh and would allow me to continue to develop my role as a teacher, I would have even less experienced support in my own personal practice than I already have here.

So that leaves me with mixed feelings. Austin seems to have almost all of the things I want in a home, and Inna seems willing to commit. If it wasn’t Texas, it might be an easy decision to make. But I can’t escape the fact that it is Texas, and living there would require an immense adjustment, as compared to moving somewhere a little more temperate and with a more familiar East Coast culture.

Making another scouting trip would make a lot of sense, to become more confident about our decision, whatever that winds up being. There’s just so much that we haven’t looked at, including Inna’s employer’s local office, and that dreaded summertime heat.

So that’s where I wound up. As a vacation, it wasn’t a very good trip for me; and as a relocation spot, Austin has a lot of potential, although there are lots of plusses and minuses for us still to weigh.

Mt. Bonnell Sunset Pano

Mt. Bonnell Sunset Pano

Major milestones don’t come as frequently after 18 years of meditation practice, but this month provided a big one in my burgeoning role as a teacher: my first time having the honor of offering the Three Refuges and the Five Precepts.

Taking the Refuges & Precepts is the most fundamental Buddhist ceremony, and is frequently offered at meditation retreats.

Bikkhu Bodhi: Going for Refuge & Taking the Precepts

The Three Refuges are a public statement of confidence in the historical Buddha as a regular human who came to a profound and useful understanding of how the human mind works; the Dhamma, or teachings he gave based on that understanding; and the Sangha, the community of like-minded practitioners. It’s helpful for meditators to relate to these vows as more descriptive of how one feels and where they are currently at in their practice, rather than something proscriptive that someone else is imposing upon them.

How important these vows are in the context of your practice, the specific technicals details of what they mean, and the consequences of breaking them are entirely up to the individual. You can view these as a solemn public statement that you are “A Buddhist”, or you can simply consider them an unnecessary holdover from uncomfortably devotional Asian Buddhist practices, or anything in-between. The Refuges & Precepts are only as solemn as you want them to be.

The Five Precepts are voluntary ethical practices that prompt the practitioner to increase our awareness of the skillfulness of our thoughts, speech, and actions, and to reflect on their impact upon our inner wellbeing.

The Precepts in particular can be uncomfortable for meditators brought up in the Abrahamic religions, where they can come across sounding like the Ten Commandments. However, the similarity is very shallow. A practitioner can adopt all, some, or none of the Precepts. In modern formulations, each Precept not only includes refraining from a particular unskillful action, but also cultivating a corresponding beneficial one.

In addition, taking the Precepts is completely voluntary, and there’s no requirement or pressure involved. They aren’t an edict imposed by some arbitrary external authority, but something one chooses for oneself because of the value and benefit one expects to receive by working with them. And there’s no one handing out punishments for failing to keep the Precepts.

Finally, the Precepts are vague, and (I believe) intentionally so. They’re meant to urge practitioners to look inside themselves and explore the subtleties of what their heart tells them is ethical and skillful. You would think that the precept to refrain from killing living creatures would be pretty straightforward, but our modern society raises complex questions in the ethical grey area that we must all face. Does that mean you can’t kill troublesome insects? Even accidentally? Does it rule out compassionate euthanasia or assisted suicide or abortion? Does it mean we cannot eat meat? And isn’t killing plants still killing a living being? And it’s the same with all the other Precepts; they encourage us to explore our own internal values and how well our real-world actions conform with them.

So that’s what the Refuges & Precepts are. Let’s get back to me…

I first took the Refuges & Precepts in April 2006 at Cambridge Insight, two years into my practice. I’d devoted enough time and study to be confident that I’d found a good home base for exploring how to live my life in accord with my inner values. When I took the Refuges & Precepts, it was deeply meaningful for me.

Over the years I gained knowledge and experience as a practitioner, then began slowly moving into teaching. The Refuges & Precepts were always in the back of my mind, and I hoped that someday I would be able to offer the ceremony to others. But I didn’t feel confident enough to volunteer until recently, now that I’ve got five years of regular teaching under my belt.

But it was the timing that forced my hand. I’ve always felt that the Refuges & Precepts should be offered in May, on the holiday of Vesak, which Buddhists observe as the day of the Buddha’s birth, his enlightenment, and his passing. When my Monday meditation group started lining up our May teaching schedule, they granted my request to take two consecutive weeks — May 9 and 16 – to offer the ceremony.

As the date approached, I sent out an introductory email to the group. After all, this would be very different from our usual sitting and dhamma talks, so I gave people fair warning and set expectations, and sent along the translation we’d be using. It’s worth noting that following the Covid-19 pandemic, the Monday group is still meeting in an online videoconference.

I think people heeded my warning, because only six people attended the first session, about half our usual size. My goal for the evening was to go over what the Refuges & Precepts are – the information I covered above – leaving plenty of time to answer questions. The explanation seemed sufficient, as there were only a couple questions.

The second session had seven people, as we lost one of the previous week’s attendees but gained two new ones. After a quick recap for the new people, I took a couple more questions, then segued into the actual ceremony.

In short, we read the Homage to the Buddha, the Refuges, and the Precepts. For each, I encouraged people to recite them with me in English, then I chanted the Pali version (and anyone who wanted to join in was welcome to), and rang the meditation bell. Because doing this online would have otherwise been a mess, I asked everyone to keep their microphones muted. It seemed to work out fine.

I wanted to follow CIMC’s custom of following the ceremony with a shared social celebration, and I’m really glad I did, because it helped me convey my joy and how special an event it was. For some people it was their first time ever taking the Refuges & Precepts; it was the first time the Monday group had offered them; it was, of course, also my first time offering them; it was the day of Vesak, the most important Buddhist holiday, observing the Buddha’s birth, enlightenment, and passing; and the Monday group’s fifth anniversary is close at hand. And talk about auspicious: there was even a lunar eclipse! It was a wonderful opportunity to share with each other the joy of our practice together, and seeing it bearing fruit.

I probably don’t need to repeat how pleased and honored I feel at being able to offer this ceremony for the first time to a dedicated group of friends and practitioners of varying levels of experience. For me, it was a resounding success, and a huge milestone in my meditation practice and my growth as a teacher.

Now I just have to turn around and teach Dependent Origination two days later to the other group I sometimes lead!

Say an alien civilization conquered Earth and forced us to use their measurements, outlawing familiar units like the mile, degree, pound, and gallon. Imagine how disruptive that would be!

Akshually, not very disruptive at all, based on my experience. This year I decided it was finally time to drop those long-outdated “imperial” units and resolved to go full-time 100% metric only.

Fun and exciting approaches to study the metric system

Why? Well, as an international sport, cycling and bicycles are primarily metric in nature. In any field where measurements matter, metric is used… even in the United States. By law, metric became the preferred measurement system in the U.S. back in 1975, and we’ve had sixty years to get used to the idea of using modern, standardized, universally-recognized units. Our quaint idiosyncratic measurements have become less and less defensible with each passing year. This is just my way of saying “Really, don’t you retrogrades think it’s about time?”

I am reminded of a bike ride I did up Gun Hill in Barbados back in June of 2000, when I was a novice first getting back into riding a bicycle. When I rode that hill under the hot tropical midday sun, it seemed way steeper and harder than the 210-foot ascent that my map indicated. Then I realized that Michelin travel map wasn’t demarcated in feet, but in meters. At 700 feet the hill was actually more than three times steeper than I had bargained for! And whose fault was that? It certainly wasn’t Michelin’s… And my legs have never let me forget that lesson.

It could be worse, tho. Back in 1999, a $125 million Mars Climate Orbiter crashed during its insertion burn because no one thought to convert numbers from Lockheed Martin’s imperial units into JPL’s metric ones. Awkward!

Compared to those experiences, adapting to metric units hasn’t taken much adjustment at all.

What did I need to change? Well, let’s look at things like a cyclist. What matters to a cyclist? Distances, speed, inclines, air temperature, tire pressures, and the weight of his equipment and body.

Distance isn’t that hard. A meter is just a slightly longer yard, and a kilometer is a somewhat shorter mile. And many rides are already demarcated in kilometers: a metric century (100 km = 62 miles), a 200k (124 miles), and so on. And like most men I stand a little shy of 2 meters in height.

Speed is simply distance divided by time (whose units haven’t changed), so you wind up with km/h as a rough analogue for mph. A familiar 15 mph average speed would equate to about 24 km/h; and a 10 mph headwind would be 16 km/h.

Similarly, inclines are just vertical distance divided by horizontal distance. So if you’re used to thinking in terms of feet per mile, you need to divide by 5¼ to recalibrate to meters per kilometer. And unlike feet per mile, you can simply divide m/km by 100 to get percent slope! That’s handy!

Air temperature really isn’t hard, either. I break it down into ten-degree chunks. Obviously, 0C equals 32F. From there, 10C = 50F, 20C = 68F, and 30C = 86F. There’s nothing complex about that.

Like the other metric units, weight is another one where routine use creates familiarity. My weight usually runs in the 76 to 78 kg range.

And air pressure, too. I run my bike tires at 550 kPa, and the car’s at 220 kPa. Those you would just have to remember, if you could find any device that actually reports in kPa instead of PSI (pounds per square inch).

For me, adapting my thinking has actually been the easiest part of the process. I spent more effort updating the hardware and software I use. That was like a more pervasive and annoying (but thankfully one-time) version of the annual daylight savings clock reset dance.

Computer changed? Check. Cell phone OS? Check. Home voice assistants? Yeah, okay. Smart bathroom scale? Yup. Bike computer? Yup. All the kitchen measuring cups and spoons? Well…

There were, of course, a couple outliers. There doesn’t seem to be any way to switch our (reasonably new) kitchen oven away from °F, nor our digital medical thermometer.

And websites, too. Biking sites like Garmin Connect, Strava, and Elevate? Yup. U.S. National Weather Service? Perhaps surprisingly, you can only change to international units on a couple of their pages, not all of them…

And then I had to make some updates to various software that I’ve written myself. My cycling database and spreadsheet and charts needed a few tweaks. I had to change the weather menubar widget I wrote to report out in metric. And the same for the program that appends weather and ascent data onto my Strava bike ride logs. And so forth.

Rather than me, the biggest inconvenience has been to Inna, who now has to explicitly ask our home voice assistant for temperatures in Fahrenheit (aka “little degrees”).

But for me, aside from a couple hours switching devices and program outputs, switching to metric was pretty effortless. So effortless that it makes the past sixty years of vociferous American hand-wringing seem stubbornly wrong-headed.

After all, 28.35 grams of prevention is worth 0.45 kilograms of cure…

… or “nihonjin ni henshin”: inexpertly translated as “turning Japanese”. This is the story behind my attempt to learn the native tongue of the rising sun.

Obviously, the first question is “Why?” and it’s not that easy to answer.

Turning Japanese cover image

I’ve had some relationship to Japanese culture as far back as high school. I practiced kyūdō – Japanese meditative archery — for several years and hope to resume again. I’ve also dabbled with taiko: Japanese drumming. There’s a slight Buddhist connection, tho Zen is rather distant from my own meditative lineage. Despite approaching 60, I still watch anime (usually subtitled). Even something as mundane as the virtual cycling app I train with, which recently released a Tokyo-themed expansion, provides lots of signage for a Japanese language student to decipher.

Another big reason why I am attempting this now is because physical limitations reduced the amount of indoor cycling I could do over the winter. So with more time on my hands, I could attack one of the most time-consuming things on my long-term to-do list.

As an aside, the other big pastime I undertook over the winter was improving my investing by doing a lot of reading about how to interpret corporate financial reports: balance sheets, income statements, and cash flow statements.

Other than just killing hours over the winter, learning Japanese provides a great intellectual challenge. I’ve always loved – and been reasonably good at – picking up foreign languages (French, German, Russian) and alphabets (runic, Cyrillic, plus calligraphy). Although to be honest I think I might have opened Pandora’s box in tackling a language made so difficult by formal and non-formal modes, slang, regional dialects, and of course three different alphabets, including kanji. Still, it’s a great way for an older guy to stretch his neurons. And if I really enjoy it, I can always look into formally testing myself by taking the standardized five-level JLPT language exam(s).

The next question is how I’m attacking it.

So far my primary tool has been the (Pittsburgh-based) Duolingo phone app. Theoretically they’ve taught me about 1,200 words, which is terrific, but it does have some shortcomings. My active vocabulary is trailing my passive vocabulary, and I find I rely too much on the hiragana pronunciation hints rather than learning the kanji characters in words. Part of the problem is just how the app is set up, and part of it is because the gamification elements set up incentives that aren’t always in the best interest of the student.

I’ve also made use of YouTube, where it’s easy to find tons of language instruction. Although I don’t feel especially loyal to any one channel, the one I’ve relied on most is Japanese Ammo with Misa.

And no Japanese student can avoid the elephant on the bookshelf: the Genki textbooks. I’ve downloaded electronic copies of their third editions, but haven’t used them much yet. If I find them useful, I’ll spring for the print copies.

There are other resources that I am not using yet, including local language programs, online tutoring like Italki, and local Japanese language learner meetups.

I seem to have a fair number of friends who have learned Japanese, including one guy whose former wife was a Japanese native. But I’m sad that my high school friend Mark died before I took this up. He moved to Japan after college, where he married a Japanese woman and taught English for thirty years. I’m sure he would have been amused and happy to support me and host a visiting traveler.

I’ve already alluded to how it’s gone. I’ve been putting in ten to fifteen hours a week, and I’m enjoying it and making steady progress. Although like any language, the complexity ramps up substantially as you start tapping into more complex (and realistic) grammatical structures. And learning a few thousand pictographic kanji characters is a bear.

But it’s been fun, and hopefully I’ll become competent enough to actually interact with other Japanese speakers in person sometime in the future.

This is a question that has followed me for most of my life. From the college employer who had no idea what I did for him; to Inna’s family and friends who wonder how I spend my copious free time, since I don’t work. It’s a question even Inna herself can’t answer, despite having lived with me for six years!

What do you wanna do with your life?

That question – what do you do? – confuses me, because I make no secret of it; there’s evidence plastered all over my social media.

I suspect that people are confused because I don’t push myself and my interests forward in verbal conversations. I’m more of a listener, allowing others to guide the conversation, and will only talk about myself after people express interest in what I’m up to; although most people will naturally direct conversations toward their own interests.

And then some of my closer friends avoid delving into my interests because they know that once I do get that implicit permission, I’ll talk about them enthusiastically and at length. Kinda like when you open up one of my blogposts… There’s a reason why my writers’ group always cautioned new members with, “That’s Orny… Don’t encourage him.”

On a side note, my interests tend to be very long in duration and deep in nature. It might take a while before I commit myself to something, but when I decide to do it, I insist on doing it well and thoroughly. I will not half-ass anything I do; this is one of my core values as a person.

So let me attempt to answer that eternal question: what does Orny do, anyways?

Number one: cycling. I ride up to 10 or 20 hours a week, either solo, group rides, or major events, both outdoors as well as on the indoor trainer through the winter. And that doesn’t include time spent on bike cleaning, maintenance, repairs, and performance analysis. Cycling is my passion.

Number two: meditation. I spend 2-4 hours a week in meditation, and another couple hours listening to dhamma talks. About twice a month I lead two different meditation groups, and must put time into researching, developing, practicing, and delivering my own dhamma talks. Sometimes I’ll go off on weeklong silent retreats, and I’ve always got plenty of dhamma reading to do. The philosophy and practices behind Buddhism are a central part of who I am.

Number three: investing. My former employment at Sapient gave me enough capital to consider living free of the working world. However, that means my “full-time job” is to invest my finances wisely and safely, and provide financial advice to Inna. So I devote a ton of time to reading financial news and books about investing. I keep tabs on the market daily, both because I want to be aware of my opportunities and, frankly, I enjoy monitoring my success. Financial self-sufficiency and independence are life goals that were drilled into me by my parents.

Number four: the Pan-Mass Challenge. I’ve ridden this annual fundraiser for the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute sixteen times and raised $119,000 for cancer research. You have no idea how much time that fundraising effort requires: the countless emails, tracking contacts (and writing my own database to manage it), chasing down corporate matching gifts, et cetera. For many years, it alone was a full time job from May through August. But this has been one of the most fulfilling things I have done.

Number five: learning Japanese. This winter I’ve put 10-15 hours a week into this newest intellectual challenge I’ve committed to. Characteristically, I’ve attacked it with energy and dedication. Academic learning and developing new skills are lifelong pleasures, and this is their current form. There’ll probably be a separate blogpost on this sometime later.

Number six: my relationship with Inna. It should go without saying that a lot of time goes into sharing our lives together and helping one another out. Partnership and family have always been a challenge for an introvert and loner like myself, so this is where a lot of work needs to happen.

So those are the big things.

Now fill in the remaining gaps with some of my more episodic background interests. Between my general and cycling blogs I write two or three dozen posts per year. I devote time to artistic interests in both photography and videography. I find time to enjoy a number of simulcast anime series and follow MLS soccer and the New England Revolution as well as the US national team.

And there’s always plenty of household duties. I’m fairly fastidious about my living conditions, and my responsibilities include vacuuming, laundry, garbage & recycling, car maintenance, computer maintenance, and cat feeding, grooming, litterbox, and exercise (if you only knew!). Plus grocery shopping and cooking for myself every day. And then in the background is researching our future move away from Pittsburgh.

That’s my life every day. If you ask me, I think the question shouldn’t be “What does Orny do?” but more like “How does Orny possibly do all that?”

It’s finally time for us to move on, LiveJournal.

You and I had a good run together. Twenty years, in fact, since our relationship started back in 2002. 1,350 journal entries, between my general and cycling blogs.

But boy have you changed. In 2007 you were bought out by a Russian company, but I stayed loyal to you when most of my friends left for your alter-ego: Dreamwidth.

Since then you have: fired your American staff, broke a promise by relocating your servers to Russia, adopted partisan Russian censorship policies in your terms of service, prohibited other blogging platforms from crossposting to LJ, and made it difficult for users to export their existing blog entries to other systems.

I don’t know at what point your behavior crossed the line, but it obviously has. At this point, my earlier choice to distinguish between LJ’s policies and those of the Russian state seems naïve.

With that distinction removed, it becomes much harder to pay for a service hosted in an authoritarian country that is engaged in a clandestine hacking war upon the United States, and an unjustifiable invasion of neighboring Ukraine.

Between LiveJournal’s own policies and those of the Russian state, things have finally gone too far. So after 20 years with you, I’ve finally joined Dreamwidth, who will host my general and cycling blogs going forward.

Yup. Twenty years, beginning on February 16 2002 with this post, where I shortsightedly stated, “You shouldn't expect to see very much in the way of public postings.” That was the first of 1,350 entries (so far).

I found it telling that I observed that 20th anniversary by posting a status update on my Facebook, rather than LJ. Previously, I’d written about my feelings on the fifth anniversary and the tenth anniversary of my blog.

Henceforth all new postings will appear on Dreamwidth, where I’ve imported all my old LJ posts and settings. As you might expect, a few things didn’t come across perfectly, but I’ll try and iron those out over time. If you notice anything missing, broken, or ugly, I’d appreciate if you let me know.

As a reader – however infrequently that might be – you can expect my blogs to continue as they always have, save for the obvious change of domain name. Hopefully the only change you’ll notice will be a return to posting more often.

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