Year 50 Day 189

Me standing in front of a projected banner for Highline College's Disability Justice Week.

Day 189: This week is Highline College’s Disability Justice Week, and this year I served on the organizing committee and will be presenting on Thursday. Yesterday was a keynote address by Vilissa Thompson, today was viewings of The Right to be Rescued and Loving With Three Hearts, tomorrow is a talk by Ivanova Smith, and then Thursday I’ll be presenting and demoing some of the accessibility tools built into Windows (many of which can be helpful for non-disabled users as well).

Year 50 Day 188

Me standing outside by a bank of mailboxes, putting two ballot envelopes into the outgoing mail slot.

Day 188: This is much later than usual for us, but it’s done! Have you voted yet? Local stuff is as important (and often more directly impactful) than the big high-profile national stuff. Don’t let it slip away!

Year 50 Day 185

Me with a skeptical expression, next to a painting of a man who looks very much like, but is not, Teddy Roosevelt, smoking a cigar at a bar, with a drink and a gavel in front of him.

Day 185: We ran away to the Elks Temple McMenamins in Tacoma to celebrate my wife’s birthday (and my half-birthday). This gent graces the wall in our room, and, despite appearances, is not Teddy Roosevelt.

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Year 50 Day 184

Me standing outside in front of a large tree with orangey-red fall leaves, with other trees in fall colors in the background, and lots of leaves on the ground and scattered across the wet pavement of a walkway.

Day 184: It was quite the rainy and blustery day today. Calmed a bit by the time we were leaving, but I’m glad this was a day when I didn’t have to go running around campus.

Year 50 Day 183

A black-and-white selfie of me, a white man with very short cropped hair and greying beard, wearing silver half-rim eyeglasses and a black t-shirt, looking off to the right of the photo with a neutral expression.

Day 183: Nothing of particular interest today, except that an evening throwaway “gotta post something” picture turned into one I actually kinda like. Might want to try to remember what I did for this and try again after I’ve done my usual monthly trim and de-scruffing.

Year 50 Day 180

Me at the foot of a bed with several small piles of folded and unfolded laundry; I have my arms outstretched and am in the midst of folding a large purple fitted sheet.

Day 180: While we share laundry duties, folding sheets is always my responsibility. Partly because my arms are long enough to do it more easily, and partly because I have, if not mastered, at least approximated the dark art of folding fitted sheets.