Ex Bibliotheca

The life and times of Zack Weinberg.

Sunday, 3 March 2002

# 10:30 PM

i need a bigger dishrack

Observation: I don't wash dishes until the sink fills up.
Observation: When it does, I wash all the dirty dishes at once.
Observation: More stuff fits in the sink than the drying rack.

The inescapable consequence: dishes wind up precariously stacked on top of each other, or in odd places. Right now, there are four pots upside down on top of the stove, and a cutting board balanced across the horizontal pipes between the faucet and the wall.

Clearly, I need a bigger dishrack. Or maybe I just need to do the damn dishes more often.

(Can anyone think of a single word which means "all the movable stuff that gets dirty in the course of preparing and eating food"? "Dishes" isn't right, but it seems less specialized than "dinnerware" or "pots and pans" or any of the other alternatives that come to mind.)

# 8:30 PM

I am now a member of the Cal Sailing Club, and I got to sail around for about two hours in the San Francisco Bay. This makes me happy. I also bought groceries. This indirectly makes me happy, as now I will have something to eat tomorrow morning.

On the downside, I forgot to buy hot chocolate powder, and I'm so utterly exhausted that I've been unable to do anything but stare at a silly mindless game since. Just now got it together enough to make some tea, which— once the kettle boils—should put me in decent enough shape to wash the dishes and then go to bed. Very early. Like 10 PM.

# 6:45 AM

Up too early, and the only thing for breakfast is leftover chow mein; I've put off grocery shopping far too long.

Now to run off to the Livermore swap meet with people from work.