Rebecca’s War at the taqueria

Moomin and I are reading Rebecca’s War, a book set during the Revolutionary War. I loved this book when I was little and since Moomin’s studying the American Revolution in school, this seemed like a good time for it.

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Rebecca is a teenager in Philadelphia. Her dad is a smuggler and privateer; her oldest brother Will and the ship’s first mate Teddy are off with her dad doing work for the revolution, and her teenage brother Tom ran off to join General Wayne’s army. She has to keep house along with the family servant, Ursula, and find food for her younger brother and sister. Officers are billeted on the family’s house. Rebecca is the only one who knows that 2 million pounds in French gold are hidden under the stairs, the money Dr. Franklin borrowed to shore up American paper currency. With only a sled and her little brother and sister to help, she scours the woods to find firewood and fallen nuts to supplement their diet of corn mush. At some point she figures out how to sell the smuggled French brandy hidden in the family’s secret tunnel system. Meanwhile she’s doing stuff like ice skating past the British guards to bring food and bandages to the American prisoners.

It’s a great book, though no longer in print. Its author, Ann Finlayson, wrote several non-fiction history books for kids. It has some roots in romance novel tradition — the wounded officer is very much a romance novel hero! It stands out to me as especially good in the genre of YA historical fiction.

Moomin loves the parts about Rebecca’s bravery, and all the secret passages and tunnels and descriptions of Philadelphia. I think he is absorbing a lot of details about the street names and the layout of Philadelphia.

The writing is very good and the historical details seem accurate. I’ve read this book over and over again!

Its pace is probably a little too slow for most kids under 10. It’s good to read with a printed out historical map of Philadelphia and some explanations of who the different generals are.

While re-reading it this time I thought about a book I just read about North Korea: Nothing to Envy: Ordinary Lives in North Korea. Rebecca and her family are nearly starving and are certainly malnourished as they eat nothing but cornmeal mush for many months. They scour the countryside to find sticks for firewood. Soldiers have moved into all the houses around them and have destroyed fences, doors, anything made of wood, to burn for warmth and their cooking fires. I guess I thought of the North Koreans’ stories of their families dying of starvation and disease brought on by malnourishment and the ways they scavenged for tree bark and edible weeds. Of course, the situations don’t really compare on a large scale. But the experiences of starvation are described in similar ways.

As we had a late night dinner in La Taqueria on Mission Street he was reading it and I took some photos. The taqueria is lively, warm, and fast-paced and everything is delicious. I love how fast the people who work there make things; their system is super-organized. I imagine the parents from “Cheaper by the Dozen” describing it in therbligs.

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The neon signs were bright reflecting in the night time windows…

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I had one of those feelings of a magic moment where everything was unusually beautiful and a little bit slowed down in time. It felt like a historical moment where I was part of a city. One of those mini epiphanies where my life and everything about it that I enjoy feels ephemeral.

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Moomin had his nose buried in his book so I don’t think he was even aware of the food in front of him, much less the beautiful amazing people and place around him. That’s okay … the moments he enjoys or remembers aren’t going to be the ones I do, or even the ones I plan for him to enjoy and remember.

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All about tiger mice

Three years ago, Moomin wrote a book: About Tiger Mice.

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I noted his comment on the title at the time. “I was going to call it ‘All About Tiger Mice’ but there’s a lot to say about them and I can’t say all of it.” This is so characteristic of his personality.

Last week I got Moomin Tiger: The Ultimate Guide, an extremely good book by Valmak Thapar, “The Tiger Man”. Moomin’s been saying for a while that he’d like to be a tiger scientist in India who writes a lot about tigers, so I thought this book would be useful and he could write fan mail to Thapar as he reads the book.

Unfortunately I left the book out on the counter and he saw it before I could hide it for his birthday! Now I have to figure out another birthday present that’s just as good!

When I was little I wanted for a while to be an archeologist. Then frankly I switched over to a hybrid, secret future occupation something like “robot-inventing space warrior international spy who also writes and is sort of a hooker” but saying “neurosurgeon” when asked by adults what I wanted to grow up to be. I also thought being a bit like Madalyn Murray O’Hair would be good, but that’s when I was 10 and didn’t know she was kind of a jerk. I admired her ability to speak up and be obnoxious and go against what so many people thought was the way things had to be. (Based on probably 2 column inches of press in the Houston Chronicle in 1980.) Then in middle school I thought about chemistry and electronics a lot, and computers, picturing my future making some awesome discovery that woudl make everyone else look foolish and me a big genius like I was in a Paul de Kruif book (The Hunger Fighters! The Microbe Hunters!). Somehow, graduating college before I was 20, I’d figure out how to refine aluminum in some way so efficient that people would practically fall over dead they’d be so impressed.

Moomin’s imaginings of what it’s like to be a tiger scientist must be extremely cool beyond what he can express. Probably he’s leaping around like Aung Zaw Oo while soul-bonding with baby tigers and saving them from evil environment destroying hunters with superhero moves, alternated with scenes from the mad scientist laboratory with bubbling beakers where he discovers something amazing that saves tigers even more.

We saw the ISS again tonight, very bright, magnitude -3.1 and going right overhead on from the Santa Cruz Mountains. I checked Twitter and Twisst right at 6:55. It was scheduled to be visible at 6:56, so we ran outside, saw it miraculously coming up in a clear sky, Moomin did a solar panel dance with his arms out, we kind of jumped around and sang “International Spaaaace StATION!!!” like it was a 70s cartoon theme song, went up through the useless pilothouse to the quarterdeck’s roof, scrambled up and laid there to watch it pass directly overhead and off to the northeast. I yelled “PEOPLE ARE IN THERE FLOATING AROUND!” and then we laughed really hard and waved at them.

In Swallows and Amazons we’re up to the bit where the Swallows are planning their strategy to win the war against the Amazons. Moomin read all the way up to there last night after I put him to bed and had read chapters 1 and 2.

My leg still hurts, not as bad as earlier in the week, I’m off the pain drugs, we kayaked for an hour in the sunny afternoon, but I still worked most of the evening instead of hanging out with him. So the ISS moment was nice to have as a respite from ignoring my kid, working too hard, being cranky from pain, making him get the laundry and fetch me things and take out the garbage and so on.

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Axe Cop and the Space Station

Axe Cop is a comic book story written by a 5 year old and illustrated by his 29 year old brother. In episode 1, Axe Cop and Flute Cop team up to fight some dinosaurs and Flute Cop turns into Dinosaur Soldier. Various themes are established from the beginning. They have try outs to get new superhero team members! Getting some blood on you from a bad guy gives you their powers and might turn you bad! You might want to get either unicorn horns, or huge cool weapons, or both! It’s completely psychedelic and great. We sat together and read all of them in a row. Then Moomin came back 10 minutes later with an axe made of Legos.

At 7:41pm we saw the International Space Station! I subscribe to this great thing called Twisst which tweets me (for my location) the next time that the International Space Station will be visible, how bright it will be, what direction and how many degrees above the horizon to look for it. Follow @twisst to get the same service for your location!

We were amazed at how bright the ISS was, coming out of the southwest at around 50 degrees, probably so bright because of the angle of the setting sun hitting it while the sky around it was pretty dark. We lucked out not to have any clouds, too. As it hit 90 degrees it got fainter and fainter and then disappeared. We looked it up on NASA and on Wikipedia. Moomin then went and transformed the axe cop axe into an International Space Station made of Legos.

I worked a lot while he did homework and ate his chicken nuggets, apple, cheese and crackers, and chocolate milk. I think he also read a Nancy Drew book. Then brushed his teeth, cleaned up, fetched me things while I grumpily ordered him around. I was in a lot of pain yesterday and the day before and basically, only moved from bed to get him food and drive him to school and back. I read him two chapters of Swallows and Amazons, then sang him the verse of the Unicorn Song that I always sing. I end it “and loveliest of all was the unicorn” and then he adds other things that are as lovely. This time he gave a unicorn-blessing to the space station, Dinosaur Soldier, Uni-Avocado-Soldier and Uni-Baby, and Roger from the Swallows book “because the book is really about him.”

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Simply messing about in boats, with maps

It turns out Moomin is great at rowing. It must be a lot like skill at dancing. He watched us row a bit, tried to correct our technique by bossing us around, and then rowed perfectly straight all the way out of the harbor. A kinesthetic skill he was able to pick up just from watching it done (and done badly.)

Milo rowing

Our tiny inlet is perfect for rowing and sailing around. The water is glassy calm at low tide. Once the boat gets out of the inlet where the dock are, we’re on Redwood Creek. The few times we’ve been out, the wind blows from the northwest, sending us straight up the creek.

Our dinghy is named “The Daisy”, after the flower on its bright orange sail. The guy who made the sail back in 1965, and who helped to design and make the tiny boat, intended it as an emergency lifeboat for his California-to-Alaska run. It has a hard chine double hull with foam in between the hulls, so it’s hard to capsize and floats no matter what. The oars float and are built into the oarlocks. It has a sugar scoop, two little platforms in the back just under the waterline, designed to make it easy to get back in the boat if you fall overboard. To an experienced boat person I think it looks like Frankenboat and extremely silly. But it’s so cute!

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The sailmaker’s art shines out in the boat cover, stitched in patchwork pieces that reflect the shapes of the mast step, daggerboard, and thwarts below – and with another daisy stitched in too. The gunwales of the boat and the oar handles have hand sewn leather linings, I guess for comfort.

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We recorded some voyages of the Daisy on Android phones with Maverick, but the tracks didn’t upload or save correctly so I can’t show you how hilariously we wandered in zig zags and circles around the creek and the mouth of the inlet!

If we take apart the 2hp motor and get it working, I’ll let you all know.

For the voyages I packed bags of pretzels for the hard tack. On my list of things for the boat: extra rope for kids to practice tying knots, a laminated chart or two with markers, tiny bird book, extra jackets, a spyglass, string and a stick (for fake fishing). What else would be good for our able seamen before the mast?

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The charts are free from NOAA and here’s our particular marine charts of the San Francisco Bay.

Here we are on the map!

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While geeking out on maps and charts we edited in our own docks on Open Street Map. It’s amazingly easy to edit. You make a profile, sign in, then click “edit” on the map. Overlay the satellite image from Google Maps, then trace out paths (ways) and points and label them. The docks I made are type man-made:pier floating:yes. I had no idea OpenStreetMap had gotten so cool. I looked up who else in my town is editing it. The other person who edits my harbor also seems to trace out paths in the zoo and other fun public places.

As in our trip to Ephemerisle, I found that being in a boat was peculiarly freeing. Not being great at walking around didn’t make me different than anyone else — none of us could walk on water! We were all in the same boat. I can scramble across the thwarts and hold the tiller and row as well as anyone else. I felt pretty much like I do in my wheelchair – in a small vehicle with particular constraints that I move around using my arms.

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Plans for the Coot Club

We’re reading Arthur Ransome’s The Coot Club, continuing our nautical theme. The kids in The Coot Club are boys and girls in a range of ages who sail around small rivers in the Norfolk Broads, having incredibly mild and realistic adventures. Ransome, like E. Nesbit, doesn’t have a lot of annoying gender essentialism — the boys don’t constantly think in the background “girls are like that” or “girls can’t do X”; the kids cooperate and work together, respecting each others’ strengths and weaknesses.

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While the Coot Club isn’t the strongest in Ransome’s Swallows and Amazons series, I started Moomin reading it because it has a conservation theme. The kids band together, not just to learn how to sail, but to observe and protect marsh birds. They also have just gone to live on a houseboat, so I thought Moomin would identify with them even more.

Here are some of the characters:
– Dorothea, who likes to write and imagines everything as if it’s in an adventure novel.
– Dick, her brother, who takes notes on birdwatching, isn’t super strong or physically competent, and has brilliant ideas.
– Tom, an older boy who has his own sailboat, the Titmouse, which he fixes up constantly. He unties a huge obnoxious motorboat to save a coot’s nest, thus becoming an outlaw for the rest of the book.
– Port and Starboard, twin girls about Dick and Dorothea’s age, who are great sailors and quite adventurous.
– The Death and Glories — Joe, Pete, and Bill — who have a boat painted black and dress as pirates. They run the Coot Club’s spy network of kids with bicycles.

Most U.S. kids around Moomin’s age would not have the patience for this slightly out of date book, with its slow-developing plot and action, and where every sentence has either some British English term or some dialect (from the townspeople or the Death and Glories) or a mysterious nautical word. In retrospect, I think it would be better to start with Swallows and Amazons!

I enjoyed re-reading The Coot Club to think about social class and to attempt to identify myself with The Admiral, the older woman who comes off as a bit physically frail and who paints watercolors and feeds chocolate to her pug dog. Like the Admiral, I’m on a boat but not always capable of running it, so need to sit and watch the young people scurry around and put plans into action.

Moomin’s plans now are to photograph pelicans, and to make a map of Redwood Creek and Smith Slough that will be like the Coot Club’s maps of Norwich Broads.

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We’re on a boat!

A month ago I moved onto a houseboat at one of the marinas in my town on the San Francisco Bay. The boat doesn’t go anywhere, but it’s awesome. Moomin and I are now “liveaboards”. Here’s Moomin looking out of the hatch in his bedroom ceiling:

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And me sitting on the bow, grinning:

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We have two bedrooms, two tiny bathrooms, a living room, kitchen and eating area, and a sort of enclosed quarterdeck that’s like the porch. There’s also what Moomin has labelled the “useless pilothouse” in his cross-sectional diagram of the boat. Useless because the engine isn’t working!

There’s a pair of Western grebes that seems to live here, a grownup night heron, a grown pelican, and a young pelican that never catches any fish. Ducks and cormorants and coots hang out too. We’ve met some of the other people on our dock, but it’s been too cold and rainy to explore very much.

Grand plans are afoot to canoe or motorboat around in a dinghy when the weather’s nicer. We could explore Smith Slough, or try taking Moomin to Marine Science Camp in the summer by motorboat. We might start marking off the low and high tide points with pushpins on the pier outside on our finger dock, or try really fishing. So far though it’s only lounging, setting up house, and birdwatching!

Boats take a lot of maintenance and polishing. Carrying things on and off the boat is also a chore at low tide when the ramp is very steep from the parking lot down to the dock. So I think pretty soon… don’t tell Moomin… he’s going to have to do actual chores.

He just read “The Girl with the Silver Eyes”, a cool book which I highly recommend! Also, we saw Avatar. It had scary parts and there was a lot of horrible battle and death, and a lot of the political message was suspect as far as being a bit warmongering and white-people-go-save-everything colonialist, but was still an amazing movie.

I wrote more about living on a boat on another blog!

Moomin might join me in blogging soon, with his own photos and thoughts on books and movies and school.

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Dancing in the streets

Watching the parade assemble on the side street by the train tracks was like hearing an orchestra tune up. For two hours in the almost-freezing cold! The marching band, some girl scouts, a jazz dancing troupe, a nursery school, and I think some local politicians in fancy cars were in front of us. Behind, a complete marching nativity scene with incredible costumes, live animals, and palm trees.

Moomin danced with his hip hop group, Community Street Jam, to what I think is a mashup with “Whoomp There It Is” mixed in.

CSJ at the parade

They performed at three intersections downtown. I was in the wake, doing wheelies and hanging out with Squid’s oldest daughter.

Moomin was so exuberant and joyful! All the kids were! I was so proud.

We also had a giant shiny red pickup truck with a sound system and a santa-claus grandma in the back:

Community Street Jam

The town’s 4th of July parade is extremely popular. They came up with the idea for a December parade to encourage people to come downtown to shop. It seems to be a success, as the parade combines with a street fair and fireworks for an all day event.

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Zombie 80s prom in my closet

Over the last few weeks of taking Moomin to dance class and watching the “street jazz” girls dance around to “Thriller” I have learned that the latest fashion seems to be very, very tight shirts that go way down over your pants and have sparkly words right over your butt. Oh, we’re too modern to embroider stuff on the back pockets of our jeans! How crusty… no, instead we pull our shirts down over our butts and write “SUGARLICIOUS” in pink rhinestone and glitter.

Who am I to blame for this? Please… slow down… I only now just caught up on the whole muffin top thing. Someone stop me before I go to Hot Topic and make a fool of myself. Or worse, end up writing “POET” on my own butt in glitter paint. Better to stick to black leather pants, plaid things, and a purple mohawk, aging gracefully while remaining in my own decade.

I owe a post about the party, but first must ramble about clothes and costumes. E. came over with her sister and friend to help us set up and then was going to leave to buy her zombie 80s prom dress at a thrift store. Hello… who do you think I am? THE QUEEN OF TRASHY CLOTHES FROM THE 80s, that’s who.

Within 10 minutes I had her kitted out in red velvet prom dress from my closet, spiderweb fishnets, red and black platform boots and so on. I’m not wearing that stuff and am only saving it for posterity. Posterity seems to have arrived! Yay, someone wants my gothy, trashy, retro junk!

Will E. take my suggestion to make a batch of home-made playdough, plaster it on the part in her hair, and fill it with red karo syrup for an excellent zombie ax wound?

We’ll see…

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A-maze-ing Halloween Plans

We’re building a labyrinth out of PVC pipe for our Halloween party! The idea is to make cheap, moveable panels, covered over with plastic or paper or sheets, decorate them, and make a maze. We’ll run or wheel through the maze with Nerf guns and home made marshmallow guns, shooting each other. So far we haven’t made up the rules. Whatever the rules, I’m only going to try to structure games and have rules for a limited time and then it’ll be free for all.

As with past parties, I think half the fun will be the buildup to it as we build and decorate and paint.

The not-fun part is cleaning up in preparation for the party. Ugh!

I haven’t decided what to be for Halloween. Not Oracle for the 3rd year in a row (an easy costume as it’s a superheroine in jeans and a tshirt, in a wheelchair, with a laptop). I’m thinking about being an evil robot. Anything that uses tinfoil and means that my chair gets rocket launchers.

Moomin is going to be a lolcat. Originally this was just “black cat” but by cutting out letters from white felt we can easily transform a black cat into a lolcat.

How about you?

My all time best costume was when I was around 8 or 9 years old and I was Gandalf. Beard, wizard hat, staff, and all.

What were your favorite costumes from years past?

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Mittens on a string

Moomin was reading Farmer Boy this afternoon and came kind of starry eyed to ask me, “You know how Almanzo has mittens, connected by a string, that go up through the sleeves of his coat and around his neck and back out the other sleeve?”

“Yep.”

“Did you make my mittens on a string like that because of copying this book?”

“Yep, you guessed it!”

“Cooooool!!!!!!!”

I was wondering if he’d figure it out some day!

Wait till he figures out his blog name…

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Making up superheroes

Moomin had a lot to say today in the car on the way home from dance class, where they were learning the dance to “Thriller”. I asked him to tell me it all over again when we got home so I could type it and put it on the blog. Maybe he’ll write with me on this blog and we’ll all get an education about the secret origins of all sorts of superheroes, a topic in which Moomin is an expert.

Enjoy!

Me and T. and E. play a game now where we’re basically heroes in a team where we have nature powers like wolverine and wildebeest and of course, us. Anyway, T. is the leader of the team, which he always tries to be, and has all sorts of forest and nature powers. We can all fly thanks to robotic wings like in Batman Beyond. E. has liquid nitrogen mechanism on his back, well, on him, anyway, which can freeze things with ice. I am called Rockslide and I of course have rock powers,

Just today, the ending part of our playing was when we were flying over a desert and crashed an atomic bomb into it to escape it. I have no actual plot to this, by the way, but there’s an episode where an evil revengeful desert spirit enters my mind and I become its host and it tries to take over the world. but first it has to go through the rest of the team. It would be like possession, a little like Karma, the Marvel comics character who can possess people so that their mind is hers and her mind is theres.

I know her secret origin. She’s Vietnamese and was in the Vietnam War and a war explosion caused her powers to come out. When a soldier tried to kill one of the villagers, she stopped him by possessing his mind. Her brother Tran had the same powers but while she just saved the boy, Tran made the soldier kill himself. Tran was into his powers but Karma was afraid of them. Tran joined their uncle who was in a criminal organization, in other words, evil. Karma soon went to America with Leon and Nga and went out one day on an errand, but when she went back to the apartment she found it ransacked and her kids gone. They had been kidnapped by her uncle and Tran and if she wanted them back she would have to join their criminal organization. It was part of a Spiderman/Fantastic Four comic. Spiderman and the Fantastic Four help her and soon they capture the kidnappers and get Leon and Nga back. I won’t tell you the stuff in between.

Oh wait, did I mention that we all went through a quiz to become the superheroes we were? It talks about what powers you would have if you want to be a superhero, what costume, what team you would join, and so on and so on. T. made it up. We just had B. take the quiz and he chose to be a Fire superhero and he can control fire.

By the way, have you noticed that in books where there’s a dragon who’s actually good, the people still want to kill it? Even though it hasn’t done anything, they’re all yelling “You scourge, you pest!” and shaking their fists. And it didn’t even kill anything or burn down any houses.

Then we looked at 70 cute baby animals and watched Kittens Inspired by Kittens, which I leave you with,

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Street art tribute

This is a video of the creation of a mural portrait of Ronald Takaki. I think it’s a really beautiful way to honor a teacher. The speeded up film and the music go really well – it just works. From reading about his life, it seems like putting the mural right on the beach like that is especially sweet – since he was a surfer before he was a Berkeley professor.

More art & performance by Sahra Nguyen at Riot in the Sky – take a look!

Thanks to Angry Asian Man for the link!

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Being dragons together!

At the game con last weekend I played D&D and ran around with Moomin and some other kids, friends of the family and so on. The night before we played Carcassone and had some great conversations about Python, web page construction, hacking, and password cracking. If your kids have been hanging out at my house, you might want to level up on your password strength, which is a good idea anyway, of course!

Now, this might look to you like some kids sitting around a table in a slightly squalid crowded hotel room with the bed mattress tipped up against the wall:

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But it isn’t. Actually it’s a Sapphire, Emerald, Gold, Topaz, Brass, and Copper dragon considering what to do next in the drama in Io’s Blood islands as the Council of Wyrms debates what to do about Vermithrax’s mysterious disappearance!!

We had a fantastic game. During the first half, we gossiped at the Council Aerie, took off flying over the sea, and split up into groups to hunt and fish. Some of the dragons took on a wild aurochs and then butchered it to carry it back to camp. Me and the Sapphire Dragon tried to kill a giant narwhal which dragged us underwater and was too big to carry. We ended up with a hundred-pound tuna fish. It was like the practice run of working together and using our combat skills and was completely hilarious! The cleverer dragon in our group went to town and came back with a map to the lair.

At Vermithrax’s lair we did a more or less standard dungeon crawl inside a cavern full of brass machinery, glass and silver pipes, and dripping water. We were then sucked through a magic portal into another universe, a sort of mirror universe, to fight horrible swarms of metallic elemental robot crab-spider things.

Thanks Pacificon and thanks to our very patient GM, Tricia, whose storytelling and cat-herding skills created such a great adventure for us all.

The 2nd and 3rd days of the con, Moomin played in a Spy Kids game that involved spaceships somehow, Eliz and Jak played a story about a “very minor mage” where they were naughty elemental beings helping the young mage, and then Eliz, Jules, Jak, and Moomin played in a 12-person medieval fantasy larp (run by Rook).

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Pocket microscope + camera = awesome!

Yesterday we got a little pocket microscope with its own built-in light that runs off a watch battery. It really does fit in a pocket and works beautifully. Best of all, this pocket microscope was less than $15.

This morning Moomin asked if we could take a picture of what we were seeing through the microscope. It turned out that my digital camera lens fit perfectly onto the eyepiece. So, that’s how at 7am this morning I was making a cardboard tube, for a sleeve that would hold the lens and the scope together. A little precarious, but it worked. Here’s what the cardboard lens sleeve looked like, along with the scope:

Micro-art

We took photos of skin, sand, salt, hair, a starfish, my tongue, and up my nose.

Moomin remarked on this photo of salt and a hair on a black desktop that it was “natural abstract art”. I agree!

Salt and hair

We made a hay infusion and set it out in the sun. We have read a few chapters of The Microbe Hunters together, the one on Leeuwenhoek, a bit on Spallazani, and on into Pasteur, so maybe tonight we can do the hay infusion and some yeast viewing. If we can see any action with this 20-40x scope, then maybe the video camera will work too!

How to make a hay infusion

1) Collect some water from a pond, ditch, lake, stream, or some rainwater. Tap water usually doesn’t work as well. Half of a small cup or jar is enough.
2) Put a little handful of dried grass in the water and make sure it’s nice and wet.
3) Let it sit out in the sun for a week or so. It will get dark, scummy, and smelly! Like fetid “sun-tea”.
4) Look at a few drops of the water under a microscope. There will be lots of microbes! You may see amoebas, parameciums, and euglena! I know it’s really amoebae, paramecia, etc. But “amoebas” sounds nicer.
5) Do not drink the water! Wash your hands.

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Hip hop camp!

Moomin’s been going to dance camp the last few weeks and he loves it. For years we’ve noticed this club, Community Street Jam, in the local parades and downtown performances, standing out from the crowd as they dance well and have a great time. It turns out that in their unpretentious looking gym in the strip mall next to my office building they really are a fantastic community, living up to their name. The kids are hanging out, teaching each other, taking the dance classes, in a warm atmosphere that encourages creativity.

This week Moomin participated in the downtown “jam”. Along with performances and dance lessons where the crowd was invited to join in, there were a bunch of informal circles where people were doing freestyle. So as people felt like it they’d jump into the middle of the circle and do some dancing. Moomin loves to dance and is good at it, but is a little shy. I was so proud of the way he jumped in and of all his dancing!

Here, Moomin jumps in around the 1 minute mark – you can see his blue hair. He’s interested in doing handstands and spins like some of the other kids his age.

All the dances and performances were great! And especially how the audience joined in and everyone felt comfortable.

This was the finale, with all the kids participating, and very impressive and cool!

This was my favorite dance, choreographed by one of the older boys in the club, Francisco, for himself and two little kids about 6 years old. They work together beautifully and the triangular formations they get into impressed me. I also liked their choice of music, making something old really fresh.

One thing I noticed across many of the kids’ performances was the style of starting off with one song, then abruptly switching music, not blended together like a DJ or a mashup might, but just jumping tracks. Once I got used to it, it was interesting and made me think. My expectations would go one way with the first bit of the song, and then I’d get a jolt and have to adjust how I was watching the dance! Very cool!

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Votes for women! Baths for kids!

What do you do when you’ve told your kid to go take a bath several times nad he’s still lounging around in underwear reading a graphic novel about Elizabeth Cady Stanton? Baaaaath time! I mean it this time! In! The ! Bath! Five minutes later it’s all about Cady Stanton again. Oh okay! I see how this is gonna roll!

VOTES FOR WOMEN! I sream belligerently. That got his attention.

Then…

BATHS FOR KIDS! I yelled as if directing a protest march right into the tub and yet also into some far distant utopian future. BATHS FOR KIDS!!!!

Moomin cracked up and got in the tub. I felt super happy to have the sort of kid who reads and ignores me. This shows a proper respect for authority!

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Too cool for school

Moomin has been in “science and art” camp for weeks: Camp Galileo. They’re really organized and send home daily newsletters (mostly canned…) and at the end of the week, photos of all the kids and a certificate. I think the “science” they do is overhyped, so there is a lot of bridge-building from popsicle sticks, fun but with these things I always wish they would dig deeper and make things more “real”.

Meanwhile there is a lot of loafing and comic books and reading going on over here, and we continue to make stuff out of the Howtoons book.

Milo in a hat

But we haven’t made a movie, or started a band, or learned programming, or done experiments with electricity, and and and…

Though on the “experiments with electricity” front, I am giving Moomin a quarter every time he turns off a light in a room no one’s using.

Reading: Island of the Aunts by Eva Ibbottsen, which I pitched to him as “kids doing magical marine rescue.”

We looked at the Daily Ocean blog, whose author goes for a 20-minute walk every day to pick up trash on the beach. She photographs it and writes beautiful, thoughtful posts. After 40 days of picking up trash, she had collected over 200 pounds of trash. Keep in mind that’s only 20 minutes a day!

And we watched The Bots, two teenagers from LA with a punk rock band:

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Letting babies bang on the laptop keys

On the plane coming home from BlogHer I lucked out and got a bulkhead seat next to the cutest baby. When his mom sat next to me, without thinking I went “Oh, awesome, I got lucky, a baby!” and she shot me a look. “No! Really! I wasn’t being sarcastic!” A mom with a baby in a sling is sooo much better for a seat mate than some horrid suity person reeking of cologne and playing elbonics. What’s a little crying compared to the fun of seeing a baby thinking and learning stuff!?

BlogHer '09

We made friends. The baby really liked my wheelchair gloves, which have suede, leather, mesh weave, fabric, and velcro textures.

Then as the flight attendant said she would have to take her baby out of the sling for take off and landing and just hold him, we wondered why. Wouldn’t it be more secure to leave him in the sling? My theory, which I tactlessly explained, was that perhaps it was senseless and having to do with liability or whatever, but also, maybe having a child strapped to your lap would put them in the classic child crusher position where your forward momentum as your torso jackknifes over your own legs would squash them like a grape. And it might be better for the baby to fly out of your arms and bounce around, because babies are both tough *and* made of rubber *and* have skulls. I don’t think that’s true, but it came out of my mouth, and luckily the baby’s mom and dad still spoke to me afterwards and didn’t barf from imagining out the pictures from my neurotic overanalysis.

After a couple of hours I looked up from whatever I was doing and realized they were showing their cute baby a slide show of photos on a Mac. I told them about my cousin Paul’s program “Baby Banger” which has a very unfortunate name but that draws shapes on the screen when any key is pressed. You can download it free! But they didnt’ have to download it because I had a usb stick and could just hand it to them. Yay! Their baby played with it for about half an hour, clearly overjoyed to be allowed to touch the forbidden magical laptop keys all he wanted! You could see him being all proud and making the connection that he hit a key, and something happened as a result. It’s his first hack session!

I really do like babies especially when they’re someone else’s and I don’t have to do any real work other than be amusing! Peekaboo… multi-textured gloves… and “Baby Banger”… it’s like the easiest way to be a rock star ever.

At the end of the flight I ended up screaming at some taxi drivers for refusing to let me get in their cabs. “Bigot! Jerk! I have my own car! Which I drive! My wheelchair comes apart! If I tell you I can get in your cab, believe me, I CAN!” I screamed at cabbie #5 in a line of cabs that refused to take me, while double flipping off him and the dispatcher and a very long line of people stared with their mouths open. Cab driver #6 cheered me by being rather gentle and matter of fact but I also clung to the memory of being a rather good person at least with babies on planes and crying children in the airport security line who can be easily amused by my sparkley wheels. I lost my temper and was a mean, screaming jerk, somewhat justifiably but with some level of entitlement and hotheadedness but I decided on the ride home that the baby-amusing might make up for it in the balance of life, or so I hope as I really dont’ want to turn all bitter and angry even when I actually am feeling bitter and angry – instead focusing on positive action and things that are good. But- anger. I think it’s not my anger I’m uncomfortable with so much as my suspicion that I get to express it by screaming at very angry dudes (they were all out of their cabs yelling at each other) and fairly sure that I’m not going to be punched or arrested on the spot for doing so. I ended up having complicated thoughts about anger, privilege, entitlement, and activism.

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The joy of PVC pipe: Marshmallow guns!

We made another Howtoons DIY project: Marshmallow Shooters out of bits of PVC pipe. It was so amazingly easy!

Marshmallow shooters

First Moomin and I made a list of the PVC parts we’d need. At the hardware store, we got a few 3 foot lengths of pipe, which was extremely cheap. We also bought enough slip connectors to build 2 guns, and as an experiment, I bought all the pieces to try making a threaded pipe gun as well. It takes a while browsing all the bins of parts to pick out the right sizes, in this case 1/2 inch pipe and connectors, and to make sure all the joints are slip joints, not threaded!

We bought a small, racheting, pvc pipe cutter for about 15 bucks.

When we got home we laid out the plans and started marking 3 inch lengths of pipe to cut. The pipe cutter was *definitely* easier than using a hacksaw!

The best bit of this was: I didn’t have to do anything but provide materials. All of the cutting and assembly was easily done by all the kids who made the shooters, from 5 years old up.

Then, Iz came over with a bag of mini marshmallows. She made a gun too. Onward to the great marshmallow shooting!

Marshmallow shooters from pvc pipe

Then our next door neighbor came over too. I had to give up my gun! While the threaded pipe made a decent gun, the parts were more expensive, so I’d just stick with slip joints in future.

Everyone wanted to modify their guns and make new things. So we went to the *other* hardware store, the local tiny one, to get more pipe and connectors and ice cream on the way… Pipe was a dollar for 5 feet so I bought 10 feet of pipe and another 10 bucks worth of various connecting bits!

We ended up making guns for all our neighbor’s small cousins too. So, if you do this project, I recommend you just buy about 20 feet of pipe and way more connectors than you think you’ll need! Everyone will want one! They shoot marshmallows all the way across our backyard, over the fence, and into the driveway over the cars. There were marshmallows all over the roof. It was epic! The only down side was, with the 90 degree weather we had a lot of melty splodges on the cars and sidewalk. Luckily the kids picked up most of the solid marshmallows, and our baby raccoons and probably some rats and possums took care of the rest by the next day!

I think next we may buy a lot more big lengths of pipe to make a huge “marble drop”.

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Ice cream in a bag!

Moomin and Rook made Howtoons Ice Cream tonight in a couple of heavy-duty ziplock bags. The cream and eggs and sugar were in a small bag locked inside a larger bag of ice and salt. So, they wore welding and gardening gloves and threw the bag of ice back and forth for a while!

I had the idea to put the bag onto the bouncy horse (the kind on springs that little kids ride), which worked for a while. Standing next to it and bouncing the horse worked better than actually riding hte horse while holding a big wet freezing bag.

20 minutes later they put chocolate chips in it and voila, ice cream!

Howtoons Ice Cream

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