We took down the tree yesterday, marking our official end of 2021.
I had wanted to take it down on the first, but the kids lobbied an extra day, but we got sidetracked on Sunday and it was suddenly bedtime.
Same for Monday. So I was going to take it down myself that night, but the kids insisted on being part of the process.
So we took it down on Tuesday morning. I put on the Peanuts Christmas album in the background and we enjoyed our last party of the holiday season, taking down the ornaments, lights, and tree, punctuated by a breakfast halfway in between.
A mundane event; a punctuation for the passage of time. I’ll get maybe ten more of these with my daughter (if she doesn’t grow out of it before heading off to college).
2021 was again a strange year, but with the kids growing up fast, I suspect every year will be unique, whatever “normal” we settle into.
So here’s to the next strange year. Let’s hope we make the most of it.
Last year I created a method to divide my unread books by categories (fiction, non-fiction, spirituality, self-help, art).
Recently I’ve taken a different approach (most likely because we got an ebook reader, which made the entire world’s library easily accessible).
I’ve started sorting my to-read list by era:
Ancient – Older than 500 years old
Almost Modern – 1492 to 1776
Modern – 1776-1945
Contemporary – 1945 onward.
When I wrote the first draft, the reading list was:
Bhagavad Gita (1000 BCE)
Journey to the West (1592)
Walden (1854)
Oranges (1975), The Tao is Silent (1977), and a couple photography monographs
I had a sneaking suspicion that something might change, but I thought this loose structure was another good way to create a cross-section through my library.
Unfortunately, something did change. Since August, I’ve become obsessed (addicted) to an online implementation of the card game Magic the Gathering. Naturally, this has drastically reduced my reading time. I may need to quit that habit so I can go back to my old ways. Maybe an entertainment diet is in order for the new year.
It was completely self-inflicted. I’ve always wanted to develop the laziest possible process for making sourdough so I kept trying to use old dough to start the next loaf several times. (I also tried this last year with the same dismal results).
After a month of gummy loaves, I returned to the basic process. Use a clean starter and refresh it a couple of times. Once the starter is popping, then mix the dough. I also went back to my usual 2% salt after trying a low salt mix.
Unsurprisingly but reassuringly, the results also returned to their old success.
My boy unwittingly trolled me when the first good loaf came out. He looked at the big poofy thing in the oven and asked why I started making mommy’s (yeasted) bread. He was so surprised at this new development that he repeated the question several times, even though I kept explaining that this is what my sourdough should be.
By the way, the bread was also as tasty as it looked. Going low salt is might be good for blood pressure but a few grams makes a huge difference.
With multiple refreshes per loaf, I now have a bit of starter floating around. However, it’s not a big deal. Weekend pancakes can eat up a lot of starter for breakfast and we’ve also started making pizza for lunch.
The pancakes have been covered several times before, but the pizza is equally as simple. Take 150g of starter (1:1 hydration) and add 75g of flour. That changes the dough to a 2:1 ratio (67% hydration), a pretty standard mix for bread. Let the dough proof for as much time as you have available. Spread the dough out on an oiled cast-iron skillet. Throw on the toppings (cheese, oil, and miscellaneous veggies) and bake at 350 for about half an hour. Once the pizza is stiff, take it off the skillet and let it bake another 20 minutes on the rack.
I’ve used Dixit cards to play with my girl many times. We would admire the art and pick out the cutest cards.
However, we’ve never played Dixit as a game.
A few months ago, I searched boardgamegeek.com and found a cooperative variant which deals twelve cards in two rows (six on each side). Each player places a token pairing each of their six cards with the other player’s six cards. We then score a point for every pair that matches what the partner selected.
This is a good game.
It’s a really interesting exercise to pair up the cards and compare your mind with your partner. I suspect this is something that we can play long after the cute wars have ended.
Highly recommended, we went through the entire deck (five packs worth). And we actually scored 6 out of 6 on our last chance!
It is impossible to play Dixit with a child. They don’t understand the balancing act of giving away just enough information so that only some people will correctly guess your clue.
But beautiful cards must be played.
So we invented a variant called Cute War. As the name implies, this is a variant of the old card game War.
Pull out a Dixit deck and twelve poker chips (six for each player). Split the deck in half for each player.
Every round, flip a card over. Instead of comparing numbers, discuss who flipped the cuter card. The winner takes both cards.
If there is a stalemate, a player may offer a chip to buy both cards. The other player may ante their own chip. They may raise each other. If neither player offers a chip or they stalemate at a tie, then flip over the next card and judge accordingly (winner take all, of course).
After someone has won a match, the losing player may offer a chip to buy one of the cards from the winning player. The winning player may accept the chip and give up the card. Otherwise, they must counteroffer with an equal quantity of chips. The losing player may take the counteroffer or up the bid, back and forth until someone acquiesces.
We never go through the deck more than once so there isn’t ever truly a “winner”. This is more of an activity than a game – the chips add a gamey patina but are really just a way to crystallize someone’s valuations.
One day, we’ll get around to playing “real” Dixit. Until then, we have fun with this opportunity to plumb the aesthetic preferences of my daughter.
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(notes on) Find Your Why
Sinek’s first book was a TED talk that was bloated to book-length. This is the book that Start With Why should have been.
The first chapter of Find Your Why is a perfect encapsulation of its more famous predecessor. The rest of the book completes Sinek’s “why-how-what golden circle” concept, fleshing out the idea within the standard structure of the self-help genre:
Introduction: Sell the Concept (Start With Why)
Body: Instructions for the reader actualize the Concept in their lives.
Conclusion: Reiterate the Concept with final encouragements.
The Find Your Why method asks you to recount the moments in your history that lit you up inside. Then you process these memories with their method to develop a why statement formatted as:
TO <blank> SO THAT <blank>.
“TO inspire people to do the things that inspire them SO THAT, together, we can change our world.”
Sinek’s own why statement
Unfortunately, the Find Your Why process requires a partner for half a day to talk about yourself and probe your memories. I generally avoid self-realization exercises (even though my experience with Golden Parachute was fairly illuminating), much less burdening those around me.
The authors claim their process isn’t possible to execute by yourself, so I’m not going to try. But if I were to take a stab doing their program, I would first try it on my own to probe the weak points of their method, before forcing an acquaintance (spouses aren’t recommended for this exercise) to participate in my navel-gazing.
If you’re curious about discovering your why, and if you have someone who owes you a big favor, it’s worth checking out. And even if you don’t, this is the better of these two “why” books.
I listened to this book at double speed, taking two and a half hours to “read” while doing chores. I don’t regret this minimal investment, however, if I were to do anything further, I would need to get a printed copy. I can’t imagine running this elaborate exercise without a visual reference. Then again, I haven’t felt any urge to find my why so over the past few months, so it is unlikely it will ever happen.
Even though I’m meh about both of Sinek’s “why” books, I very much enjoyed his other books Leaders Eat Last and Infinite Game. They are both excellent reads.
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A Question
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A Few Links
ESPN occasionally commissions a great essay. This is a lovely portrait of a Will “Akuna” Robinson, a veteran who has hiked the three great trails in the United States.
Self help books may be a contemporary route to self knowledge, but I wonder if traditional wisdom books may be a better path. If my hunch is correct, I’d recommend Ecclesiastes, Dao De Jing, Analects, Bhagavad Gita, and Havamal. If nothing else, these have stood the test of time.
… and a photo.
Supersonic Wing Wind Tunnel Model – A three-quarter rear view of a wooden Langley display model in January 1958 showing the radical twist and camber of a supersonic arrow-wing design. Note the cobra-like raised nose at the upper right and the cambered, drooped trailing edges of the 75-degree swept wing. These features were inverted in the first seal design by Modarelli. (NACA L-00502), January 1958
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Stay humble, be kind, and keep experimenting! Justus Pang, RA
I must have read this book way when. How else would I have known this is a sad book? I think my parents had a copy.
After watching the movie, I borrowed a copy from the library to read it afresh.
The book is fully deserving of its acclaim. It is a heart-aching fable with spare watercolor sketches.
It is a subtle and nuanced meditation of childhood and the loss of adulthood (unfortunately, the movie bowdlerized the message by shoving it in your face).
Grown-up normalcy is shown to be absurd.
But.
Only an adult would see the message.
That said, I’m not going out to find more recreational sadness even though this book was totally worth it.
This is a lovely film, especially the sequences that mimic a stop animation with paper cutouts. Maybe a little heavy-handed in its fear of adulthood, but it means well.
Growing up isn’t the problem it’s forgetting.
As an inveterate planner in my current job, I must admit that I was impressed with the big board that Mom made for tracking her daughter’s summer of achievement. However, her mistake was not in planning out the current summer, but in scheming for the next summer.
Maybe the problem is planning.
Planning and forgetting are synonymous with avoiding the present. It’s important to have an idea for the next couple of days, but peering beyond the haze is a futile task. Even worse than wasting time, you’re overlooking the richness right in front of you.
Give yourself room.
Mom’s other mistake was not planning slack in her schedule. Along with indulging the farce that one can divine what’s around the corner, having no fluff time is a recipe for overlooking the important.
Don’t plan too far, give yourself time to smell the roses, and maybe growing up won’t be so bad after all.
Last year, I discovered the perfect cereal mix – puffed wheat, raisins, and nuts (such as walnuts or pecans). This works great with yogurt or whole milk. The nuts provide complex notes while the raisins give a bit of tang, and the ensemble is backed up by the fatty heft of whole milk. This has become a breakfast staple (along with my bread, of course).
I recently simplified this combo into an elegant snack – nuts and raisins.
I stumbled into realization when we toasted some unsalted pumpkin seeds. With my family’s history of high blood pressure, I’m careful with salt, but these seeds needed something else. I had some raisins and voila, I had a new snack from the pantry!
You’d think that all the years of store-bought trail mixes would have led me to this pairing much sooner. However, this discovery was only possible because we’ve been on a detox of unhealthy foods since the pandemic started. Aside from the occasional frozen pizza, every meal we’ve had for the past year has been home-cooked. Admittedly, we’ve bought our share of snacks in plastic bags, but even these have been limited because of the cold rationality of shopping online instead of being waylaid on the path to the checkout lane.
It’s impressive that toasted nuts and raisins can result in an elegant combination of tanginess, umami, and fat. It’s all the more satisfying when this magic mix was discovered organically.
After the initial draft of this post, I’ve come up with a second simple “magic mix”. Ground black pepper, garlic, and olive oil can be applied to almost any savory meal to good effect. The label on the pepper container states that it is a product of Vietnam, which invariably makes me marvel at how far we’ve progressed since the age of exploration, kicked off by the Portuguese search for an alternate trading route to break the Italian monopoly on spices. It still amazes me that these mundane kitchen ingredients were worth so much that men would devote years of their life traveling the high seas to obtain these basic goods.
