Today Paul & I did our annual cleaning-all-the-things day. We have a whole stupid, boring, highly mature, perhaps slightly neurotic cleaning routine that we developed as we drove our things out to Los Angeles.

It was incredibly hot today, the sky looked like we were in hell, and yet! We got rid of things, organized other things, displaced a small nation of spiders, and generally felt good about ourselves by the time it was over.

Finished another book! That means it's...BOOK REVIEW TIME. Or at least BOOK-RELATED THOUGHTS TIME.

The book: Drive, by Daniel Pink.

This is a book I've been told to read 100,000 times, courtesy of the Infinite Bullshit Machine that is the internet. Recently it appeared on my Kindle courtesy of the reservations system in the Los Angeles Public Library System.

I keep flipping between thinking it's really interesting and powerful, and thinking it's as obvious as it gets.

Stop calling yourself lazy.

You are not lazy.

You don't prioritize That Thing you're beating yourself up over. I don't care why. You work your ass off at stuff, just not at That Thing you feel guilty about not doing.

And that's fine. You are not lazy

Stop calling yourself lazy. Stop thinking of yourself as lazy. Unless you've reclaimed lazy, and are a power-leisure type, you probably think lazy = worthless, lesser, flawed.

It's okay to rest! It's okay to not do all the things!

Uffda. Remember when I said I would never skip two in a row? I never said I wouldn't skip 5 in a row, so here we are.

Today's selection is a little something I wrote for Mad King Thomas' upcoming performance by telephone, without explanation or further comment.

Waiting, watching the other two.
Nervous and laughing.
Like a second grader.

• Spending as much time putting on as much make-up as I want (current plan: Look like a unicorn)
• Wearing my favorite outfit (it includes a crop top and gold sneakers)
• Respawning on Nerd Fitness
• Drawing pictures
• Waiting to open my gifts
• Eating crustaceans
• Letting long-standing to-do items die a quiet death
• Taking a class I've been wanting to take for literally years
• Driving in the sunshine
• Saying no to some of my "but it's my birthday!" impulses
• Pruning my 2016 goal list

Today I wrote a reaaaaaaally convoluted explanation of how YNAB handles credit cards, because it seriously took so much for me to figure out wtf they are up to. But it needs a little more editing than I can do right now. I wrote this awhile ago and while it's largely irrelevant to my life now, it makes me smile.

I'm reading Your Money or Your Life as part of the Actor's Fund Money Graduates book club. We read four books a year. The last book was The Millionaire Mind, chosen as the mindset book. This book is the practical advice book of the year.

Today I went to Bob Baker's Marionette Theater.

Other people have detailed the history much more closely than I want to, but the important bits are this:

1) It's been around 50+ years.
2) The building is a historical landmark.
3) They literally just do marionette shows.

"I'm a Drupal dev at a Wordcamp. Feel like a spy. Wish I had dressed more like James Bond."

Wrote that tweet this morning, deep inside enemy territory at the Cove at UCI Irvine's Applied Innovation department.

Before we get into the WordPress stuff, let's talk about the Cove.

I won't talk about it much but they had SO MANY KINDS OF CHAIRS YOU GUYS.

I felt strange two days ago not posting about Alton Sterling, and then yesterday Philando Castile was shot and killed in a neighborhood I know. I wrote a lot, then, and decided to wait a day before sharing. Between now and then, five police died at the hands of a sniper.

I feel very, very sad today. I am not alone. Everyone in America is sad today.