Enlisting

Clean grill
Shop for pork, ground lamb, herbs & veggies
Fire up grill
Strip rind off pork
Marinate pork in mustard, vinegar, ketchup, spices
Set pork on grill, start smoke
Make more smoke
Feed grill with coals of char
Make more smoke, and repeat as needed
Make stupidly spicy tomatillo/habanero salsa
Shop for buttermilk, flour, charcoal, wood chips, apples, savoy cabbage
Make sesame seed buns
Cook beans
Make zhug
Make lamb kofta mix
Heat salt block on grill
Experiment with cooking lamb kofta on salt block
Make cabbage/carrot/apple slaw
Clean bathroom
Load and run dishwasher*


What have I forgotten?


*Note to self: probably do this now. No, I mean now. I hate cleaning bathrooms. It's what procrastination was invented for.

Adventures in Eyesighting

Yesterday I went to the opticians. Optometrists. Whatever. I rode my bike to Mountain View, and there I was.

Nice Dr Schwaderer talked encouragingly to me about progressive lenses, which translated itself almost automatically into varifocals; but actually I had quite decided already that I was sick of not quite being able to read either the text I'm working from or the text on the screen. Varifocals it was to be. Progressives. Whatever.

I had in fact already decided that I wanted rimless frames, because I do tend to alternate between bold emphatic frames and practically-no-frames-at-all. But the nice young Chinese boy downstairs said they couldn't do high-index lenses in rimless frames, for technical reasons; and I did not want to get into the whole I've-had-them-in-the-UK-why-can't-I-have-them-here thing, because assertiveness is so not my thing; so instead I leaped madly in the other direction, and bought frames that will do all my asserting for me.

Because I harbour delightful illusions that if I post a link to the things themselves, I will never have to post a pic of my actually wearing them, here: these are the frames in question. 3-D printed in Germany. British Racing Green. How could I conceivably resist?