Our cat is missing. There’s really nothing I can do about it, but knowing that doesn’t make the thought of going to sleep any more appealing.

She’s really only been unaccounted for since this afternoon, but she’s never stayed out overnight in her life. I’m sure tonight’s low of 29 degrees won’t kill her, but what worries me is that I know she would be home if she could be. She must be lost, injured, or both. I’ll go out looking tomorrow, when there’s daylight to do it by, and hang flyers around the neighborhood. For now I just need to put it out of my mind. (Not before posting this, though. When she strolls in tomorrow perfectly nonchalant, I want to remember how stupid I was for worrying. That is what I want to have happen.)

God, if I’m this bad over the cat, parenthood is going to destroy me.

Experts predict youthful shift in Bryceland demographics.

At this point it’s pretty safe to announce that my wife Laura and I are expecting a baby. Now I know how some of you feel about kids, so don’t feel like you have to gush enthusiasm, but I am very happy about this.

The due date is August 20; we’re at eleven weeks now. We had an ultrasound a little over a week ago. It was still too early to determine a gender or anything, but it was really amazing to see the little arms and legs moving around in real time. (I scanned the still images they gave us and put them here.)

We’ve known for about a month and a half. In some ways, it’s still sinking in.

Oh yeah, I have one of these LiveJournal things myself! :P

First off, Happy New Year to everyone. Thank you all for the holiday wishes, especially slfcllednowhere and violentfemmebot for the pleasant surprise snail mailings.

I blame City of Heroes for my recent LJ hiatus. The amount of leisure time I want to spend at the computer is finite, and that game has been hogging most of it for a while now. Writing a journal entry feels like work in comparison, so I’ve been slacking there. Hate to say it, but I told me so.

At first I was kind of disturbed by the fact that the game basically encourages profiling. You can reliably identify villains with a cursory glance, and you don’t need to worry about their civil rights or anything pesky like that. Simply loitering in the equivalent of gang colors is criminal enough for my big armored hero to come after you with his battle axe and “arrest” you (by which, in his case, they must mean “cardiac”) with no repercussions. But it obviously hasn’t bothered me enough that I don’t enjoy the game.

All of my other characters are much less violent than that, anyway. I’ll resist the urge to bore you with details about them, at least for now. But I will share one more observation: There are bus stops all over the city, but no buses ever come.

Labor Day! Woo!

I’m getting caught up with my friends page, I haven’t been on LJ much for the past week or two. I made a trip to the office last week, and picked up a new computer for work. It’s a spiffy new laptop with a docking station. Trying to get it to play nice with my LAN at home has already taken too much of my weekend. (I can get it to access either my old machine or the internet, but not both at the same time. I guess for now I only need one of those at a time anyway, though.) The best part is that since I’m not depending on my old machine for work anymore, I can upgrade it without fear.

Laura has been trying out some Indian recipes this weekend. We went to an Indian market on Saturday to buy the more exotic ingredients, like jaggery and red lentils. Looks like we’ll be back there regularly; everything’s turned out delicious.

I’m selling my car. We’re getting a used pickup to replace it. Anybody interested in a 2001 Honda Civic? Red, two-door, sunroof, 42,000 miles. It’s in great shape, it’ll last a long time.

big food weekend

On Saturday I volunteered at a chili cookoff fundraiser for Special Olympics. August might seem like the least chili-friendly of all the months, but the air was downright brisk this weekend for some reason. So that was good. I sold tasting kits (comprising a spoon, a napkin, and a stack of platic cups) for a while, then helped at the official judging booth, making sure the judges all had their forms and pencils and palette-cleansing stuff. The chili all but ran out with two hours left, so I think it must have been a success.

Yesterday morning I made blueberry pancakes for the first time. They were delicious, but kind of tricky. The berries kept breaking, leaking sticky juice into the skillet, which made subsequent pancakes progressively harder to make. A few of the berries totally disintegrated into purple craters. I think the problem was that the batter was too thin. It would puff up with cooking of course, but it never got as tall as the berries, so when I flipped it over, the berries had a lot of contact with the pan and ended up bursting. So I got the idea of adding batter to that side: just before flipping, pour a little batter onto the skillet (not quite half as much batter as for an actual pancake), and then flip the berry-laden pancake onto the fresh puddle. If it’s done right, the main pancake spreads the puddle out to its edges, adding a thin layer that’s just enough to seal in the berries. It makes the cakes a bit thicker than they would have been, but that’s how they need to be.

Then last night, Laura made this amazing red pepper cream soup. This could become a staple. It calls for heavy cream, added at the end, but it tasted great even before we added the cream, so we might use less next time. Let me know if you want the recipe.