I get the message ...

Apr. 16th, 2026 04:29 pm
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But I don't know if I'll actually follow through. You see, for the past week and a bit, no matter what tarot or oracle deck I pull a card from, they all have the same essential message: REST, GODDAMMIT. You know, that thing I'm terrible at, even tho' I encourage other people to do it. 

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I wish the Stroppy One was more interested in wandering through thrift stores and antique malls. I always explain to him that it's not about buying things, it's about window shopping and finding really weird things. But no, he's not interested. Drat. (Tho' I do need to look into taking the occasional Tuesday or Tuesday early evening off, because that's the day of "senior discount" at the local Discovery Shop and Value Village, and hell yes I want to take advantage of that.   

over the paperwork hump

Apr. 16th, 2026 05:01 pm
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The Sculptor's office just emailed me that they'd gotten the last of the paperwork, the letter from Dr. Funnyname himself, that I'm good to go for surgery. All that's left is a dental cleaning and a note of proof thereof, and I'm done with the hurdles.

My relief isn't as big as it was when the judge signed my divorce decree, but it's close. I think I'll celebrate with some salad.

In gratitude: Louis Liebenberg

Apr. 16th, 2026 04:06 pm
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I should perhaps begin by saying that there are two people with this name who turn up in online searches. This post pertains to the wildlife tracker, software developer, and indigenous communities advocate, not the diamond scammer.

Now that that’s out of the way…

It’s no stretch to say that I wouldn’t have been in Namibia last month, learning tracking from Ju/’hoansi master trackers, were it not for Louis’s work, which since the 1990s has focused on the preservation of and advocacy for traditional tracking skills. The CyberTracker app and training and certification organization was born from this work, leading in turn to Tracker Certification North America as well as many opportunities to train with teachers and mentors in the U.S.

I hope to meet Louis in person someday, though he’s had some health problems in recent years. Reflecting on my own recent experiences and where this journey has taken me, I’m just grateful that he followed his own curiosity and passion all those years ago, and found connections that are still growing and branching to this day.

sculpted

Apr. 16th, 2026 06:52 am
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It's been sixteen days of no plucking or sugaring, and four-ish days of a low carbohydrate & sodium diet, as required by the Sculptor. The results?

My eyebrows are running a bit wild. Haaate. Aside from them, though, I've only got about four hairs that I can feel growing out of my face that I can feel, which isn't as bad as I expected.

I've dropped about four pounds. Do not hate! I may have to adjust my beans & rice recipe permanently. But I'm wondering what to cook for the Wendling on Tuesday; I just did broiled fish a couple of days ago.

medical madness

Apr. 14th, 2026 03:23 pm
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I only went a tiny bit Karen when I called Dr. Funnyname again today to send all the stuff that the Sculptor asked for. They have indeed done so, and I've confirmed receipt.

But then the Sculptor's office asked for a "clearance" letter that says I'm "medically optimized" for surgery as planned. I, uh, thought that was part of what he sent, but I guess not. I called again, and Dr. Funnyname's office says they'll send it. I guess I'll find out in a matter of hours.

So I'm not completely out of the woods, but the trees are thinning out. If somebody's trying to make me feel better about what's likely to be a hellacious recovery, it's working.

Jeez.

more snafoolery

Apr. 13th, 2026 08:28 pm
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Remember how my Wi-Fi was out yesterday? Well, I took the bus to the big box store and came back with a brand spanking new Wi-Fi router. I didn't get one that talks on the 6 GHz band because my poor old iPhone 12 can't do that, but it does support a new enough Wi-Fi standard that it can access channels that the old one couldn't.

After discovering that I couldn't unplug the old router because it's also the fiber termination device, and then playing "if you give a mouse a cookie" with power cables and outlets, I got the new router set up. It works a treat, and my phone is connected to it now.

But not the very laptop that I'm typing on right now. That device is talking to the old router, which no device could do yesterday. What the actual?

And I've also learned that you really shouldn't put Wi-Fi routers within a foot of each other. The new one is now on a shelf about a meter above the floor, dangling black cables oh so attractively. But! My Wi-Fi issues are solved as far as my own devices are concerned. My son is still at work, and I've made sure that he won't have to ask me for the password for the new network when he gets home at 2300.

I'm wondering if I should shut down the Wi-Fi on the old router and just use the new one. That might let me take the new router off the shelf.

Meanwhile, the Sculptor's office emailed to tell me that they still haven't heard from Dr. Funnyname's office. I Am Not Pleased. I can feel the Karen rising within me.

Speaking of things that need to happen before surgery, the Sculptor has directed me to discontinue garlic. I had maybe a third of a head left in the fridge, so I fried it up and ate it for a snack earlier today. You should probably be grateful that you don't have to be in the same room with me right now.

Oh, and the low-carb, low-sodium diet starts tomorrow. I monkeyed with my beans & rice yesterday to comply, and it isn't terrible.

Edited to add: the Wendling's phone also connected to the old router. Bananas.

Capitol Hill, Pioneer Square, Fremont

Apr. 12th, 2026 08:39 pm
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Went club hopping as a last hurrah before temporary Mormon-like behavior starts on Tuesday for surgery. Pony: good tunes, but no Sharlese when I was there. I wasn’t feeling up to socializing with strangers, so I hit the Mercury, which was happily free of creeps.

Today I dropped off my art for SEAF, having carried it carefully on the bus and through Pioneer Square, which even on Sunday morning is… colorful. The SEAF folks were appreciative. Now I await art sales. Or not.

Also today, my Wi-Fi was beset by channel conflicts. I’ve been without all day. Router reboots don’t help. Sadness. Do I put a Faraday cage in my house or what?

Elephant herd

Apr. 12th, 2026 07:17 pm
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The last time I went to Etosha, we saw one elephant. Which was awesome and a little unnerving–that proximity to a being that can flatten your car tends to be–but a whole herd of elephants is something else again. They crossed the road right in between the cluster of vehicles full of eager wildlife watchers. Truly amazing.

I’m not a particularly skilled photographer, the camera does most of the work and I’m just glad when one turns out halfway decent, but I rather like this one.

(Originally posted at Following Curiosity. You can comment here or there.)

The case of the missing notifications

Apr. 11th, 2026 11:58 pm
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I keep forgetting to post about this: we've been troubleshooting the "missing notifications" problem for the past few days. (Well, I say "we", really I mean Mark and Robby; I'm just the amanuensis.) It's been one of those annoying loops of "find a logical explanation for what could be causing the problem, fix that thing, observe that the problem gets better for some people but doesn't go away completely, go back to step one and start again", sigh.

Mark is hauling out the heavy debugging ordinance to try to find the root cause. Once he's done building all the extra logging tools he needs, he'll comment to this entry. After he does, if you find a comment that should have gone to your inbox and sent an email notification but didn't, leave him a link to the comment that should have sent the notification, as long as the comment itself was made after Mark says he's collecting them. (I'd wait and post this after he gets the debug code in but I need to go to sleep and he's not sure how long it will take!)

We're sorry about the hassle! Irregular/sporadic issues like this are really hard to troubleshoot because it's impossible to know if they're fixed or if they're just not happening while you're looking. With luck, this will give us enough information to figure out the root cause for real this time.

daredevil baking

Apr. 10th, 2026 07:04 pm
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You know how my induction stove-plus-oven is supposed to be on a 40A breaker, but is plugged into a 20A breaker? Well, today for the first time I used it to bake cornbread, which meant preheating my oven to 425°F while melting a frozen stick of butter on the stove.

The results? I did not trip the breaker, and the cornbread turned out amazeballs. My cast iron skillet works just fine on an induction stove. Sure, that's what you'd expect, but I needed to test it sooner or later.

shiny eats, etc.

Apr. 10th, 2026 06:22 am
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Dinner with the latex gang. It's my next-to-last hurrah before I turn into a temporary teetotaler on Tuesday. (Alliteration and assonance ahoy!) Sugar Hill, down the western slope of Capitol Hill on Pine St., has pretty great Thai eats & cocktails. Must... not... be jealous of how women half my age look in latex. And it occurs to me that my goodness, I know a lot of local sex workers, both cis and trans.

Shallow fashion details: the same little purple skater dress that I wore to KinkFest last weekend. My excuse was that I wanted to show how the yogurt sauce stains had mysteriously disappeared, but really, that dress is the best one I have for warm(er) weather. Accessories: butterfly-themed. Boots: silver cowboy, from Stetson.

So many ungulates

Apr. 9th, 2026 12:42 pm
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My first tracking eval in Namibia, I don’t think I broke fifty percent.

The way CyberTracker evals work is pretty straightforward: the evaluator points out a track or sign, and you give an ID as your answer. Sometimes there are more questions: what activity or behavior is responsible for what you’re seeing; if it’s a footprint, you might have to say which foot, as well as the animal that made it. The questions have varying levels of difficulty and are scored accordingly; a harder question is worth more points if you get it right, and you lose fewer points if you get it wrong.

Last time, the ungulates got me.

A key element of tracking is knowing the possibilities. If I find hoofprints in a forest in the Pacific Northwest, it’s very unlikely to be a zebra (unless, you know, this happens). But when I was asked to assess a single-toed hoofprint on the shore of a shallow lake surrounded by tall grass in the Kalahari Desert, zebra had to be on the list of possibilities.


Two ungulate tracks, two different species. (Roan and wildebeest, in this instance.)

So did donkeys and horses, incidentally. It’s the rare location when tracking that you don’t have to consider domestic animals as well.

Similarly, in Washington State, if you find a two-toed ungulate track, you can count the number of reasonable possibilities on the fingers of one hand. On top of which, in many parts of the state, only one or two of those possibilities are going to be relevant. On my land in Thurston County, the options are deer or elk, with an outside chance of a neighbor’s goat going on a wander.

In the Nyae Nyae Conservancy, where the eval I’ve taken twice now took place, there were eight: duiker, steenbok, impala, kudu, roan, oryx, wildebeest, and giraffe.


Roan track in tricky substrate. Just as clear as in the field guides.

Discerning between these isn’t an impossible task. Giraffe feet are so large that you really aren’t going to mistake their tracks for anything else. In cases where different species have similarly sized feet—duiker and steenbok, in this instance, or roan, oryx, and wildebeest—then you have to start considering things like shape of foot, whether an animal tends to step in its own tracks or not, baseline gaits, and preferred habitats. (This is where having a wildlife biology background can come in handy, though practice and an obsession with field guides will also do the trick.)


Field guides such as this one for instance.

For my first eval in Africa, though, it was all very bewildering. Until that week I hadn’t known what a duiker was. Spending some quality time with field guides prior to the trip would have helped with that, but, well, I didn’t. This meant that I learned about the existence, behaviors, and even appearance of several species initially through their tracks. (Aardwolf was another one.) I learned that jackals have a lot in common, in terms of both tracks and behavior, with coyotes. I learned that oryxes have shorter legs relative to their body size, and therefore tend to understep when walking, so their hind feet come down short of their fronts. I learned that aardwolf tracks look a lot like hyenas’, only smaller. When I finally saw the animals that made these tracks, I could map their physical attributes to what I’d seen on the ground: the jackal’s lively trot, so like a coyote’s; the oryx’s short hind legs; aardwolves that looked a lot like hyenas, only smaller.


If I saw this in North America I’d conclude it was a small coyote.

But even my second time around, with the prior eval, several more field days with master tracker’s, and some quality time with field guides under my belt, those eight ungulates occasionally stymied me. Differences in substrate, in weather when the tracks were made, in what the weather had done since, in gait, and even in age of the animal in question were confounding factors.

Tracking isn’t just a way of knowing a landscape. Often, it also tells you how much you have left to learn.


A group of trackers in our natural environment: poring over marks in the dust.

(Originally posted at Following Curiosity. You can comment here or there.)

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Apr. 8th, 2026 04:22 pm
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Tuesday was "wake up with a pray for a coma" migraine, as in I tapped out of work the moment I was able to focus my eyes on the Slack app on my phone, then passed out for a few more hours. Then went downstairs, had food and coffee, took meds, and spent the rest of the day drifting in and out of sleep.

Which means, of course, that today is the rebound migraine; it's not overwhelmingly painful, but oh, the brain fog and vertigo. And I have two different sets of release notes that need to be cleaned up by the time I log off tonight, whee.

One good thing was today was migraine Botox day, so that'll take care of one breed of migraines. But that meant I lost time during the work day, and there's those release notes, and everyone who had rush projects last week are off at a customer expo this week which means no one is getting back to me with review notes and UGH. It's only Wednesday, but this week has been forever.   

a whirlwind Tuesday night

Apr. 8th, 2026 08:54 am
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I did indeed go to Lambert House for the second time this week last night to rerun database queries. Ken the director was there this time and found a couple of bugs in the queries, which were luckily easy to fix.

And on the subject of attendance figures, he had a disturbing observation: not just Lambert House, but every non-profit that serves youth has seen a significant drop in the number of youth coming through the door since the worst of the pandemic ended. Says Ken, the yoof are all on their phones and haven’t really learned how to socialize in person. It’s reached the point where parents have been calling Ken for help in getting their kids to put down the devices and, you know, be people. He’s at a loss, and so am I. I will say, though, that the trans groups that I facilitate have shifted from 100% video a year ago to about half-and-half online and in person. I’m not hugely worried for the long term. Yet.

Speaking of getting out of the house, I had an excuse to get out of Lambert House early: K, another trans woman who’s been to the Devil Girl house on dates, met me at Time Warp. For you non-locals, it’s an old-school video game arcade with a bar that turns into the trans women’s hangout on Tuesday night. I’ve never seen a space that wasn’t explicitly trans with such a solid majority of trans femmes. Seriously, the cis dudes looked out of place and a bit suspicious.

And how’s K? Laid off, “polysaturated”, remodeling her house, and looking fabulous. She says she wants to see me again before I turn into a recluse for the couple of weeks before surgery. That’s going to be a bit of a trick, because a) Dancer has priority, and b) I start voluntary quarantine on Tuesday.
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Back in the autumn of 2024 I flew to Namibia for the first time to take part in a Tracking the Kalahari expedition. That link has more details, but in brief, it’s a group trip to visit and stay with a Ju/’hoansi community in northeastern Namibia. The primary incentive for me was to study tracking with teachers who had been doing it for almost their entire lives, as part of a hunting protocol that, until quite recently, they relied on to feed their families and communities. If you’re a tracker, learning from these people is basically a dream come true.


TTK 2026 crew. Photo from Marcus Reynerson.

Last month, I went back and did it again. Several times during the trip, especially the four-country magical mystery tour of getting there due to the Lufthansa pilots’ strike (I’m very grateful for the heads-up about tight connections at the Addis Ababa airport), I contemplated why.

At home I try to incorporate tracking into my daily life. I go to my sit spot—not as often as I feel I should—take notice of the sign I see when out and about, pay attention when hiking or checking my trail cameras, every so often take a special trip to somewhere like the Oregon Dunes for deep-dive practice. But it’s an activity not intrinsic to my daily life, not the way it’s been to our expedition hosts until very recently. So admittedly part of the appeal is learning from people for whom tracking is an inextricable cultural element, one they are currently making considerable effort to preserve.


Master trackers KXao, #Oma, Dam, and /Ui Kunta, along with translator Cali and Marcus.

But that was just as true last time I went, so what more was I looking for this time?

Tracking is sometimes described as a form of reading the landscape. It’s a reconstruction of a story that has already occurred; that, depending on the freshness of the trail, may be ongoing. One of my principal motivations for doing it is to gain a deeper understanding of the world around me, to bridge that persistent sense of separation from what we commonly call the natural world, as though we existed separately from it.


Just lion things. Etosha National Park, Namibia. Photo from Marcus Reynerson.

We don’t, but we spend a lot of time, effort, and money living as though we do. And then, some of us spend even more time, effort, and money reconnecting. Some of us go to other continents.

That reconnection was part of what I was seeking to renew with the return journey, but it wasn’t only that. Equally important, maybe more important, was reconnecting with the community I met last time, and getting to know the people in it better. Tracking was my entrance into connecting with this community, but sustaining that connection is about other things that make us human. Where I live now, I often struggle to feel as though I’m connecting with people and the landscape around me in meaningful ways. If I can do that in a landscape unfamiliar to me, with people of a culture, language, and way of life very different from my own, maybe I can do it at home too.


So many ungulates. So many.

(Originally posted at Following Curiosity. You can comment here or there.)
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Thing #1: I seem to be able to sleep nearly seven hours if I go to bed at 2300 instead of 2200. It's kind of hilarious getting out of bed to pee, thinking it's too early to start the day, and then hearing your alarm go off three seconds later.

Thing #2: I should always ask if Lambert House has their data entry caught up before I run quarterly queries. I may be taking the bus back there in the next few days because they weren't caught up last night. What makes this more complicated is that there are now two data sets entered by two different (groups of? paid?) people: one for Seattle, and one for King County outside Seattle.

Thing #3: I should have made sure Dr. Funnyname sent the results of my labs & exam to the Sculptor, because the latter's office emailed me yesterday to ask where all of that was. Mayunn, I don't need that kind of stress. If all goes according to plan surgery is in three weeks exactly.

Thing #4: If I get an email about the Wendling's electric bill – he has a separate meter down there in his apartment – remind him immediately, because he might space it.

Huh. There seems to be a theme with most of these. Do I enjoy being the executive function for other people? No, but I enjoy it even less when things get dropped on the floor.
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- During one of my recent thrifting outings I found a copy of The Velvet Room, a Zilpha Keatley Snyder book I don't remember! With a fantastic pink cover, no less.



- Remember me mentioning that the neurosurgeon back specialist referred me to the targeted physio side of his team? I hadn't heard from them by last Friday, so I called, went through the labyrinth of call options, and finally spoke with someone who could schedule an appointment. The earliest they could find was June 11th. I'm unhappy, but the Stroppy One is LIVID. We started this process in Nov./Dec., and I've gotten some suggestions but no real help. I'm going to see if I can speak to someone about what will be discussed at the June 11 appointment and if we can make sure I get the targeted injections in my hip at that appointment, because ...

- We're going to the UK at the beginning of July. This means a lot of walking, and we want to make sure that I'm not in pain the entire trip. I'm still going to bring a fuckton of muscle relaxers with me.

- Related to the trip: During our last visit, Thea mentioned her mobility scooter and how it's made all the difference for her being able to do things. This prompted the Stroppy One to very gently bring the up the possibility of me renting one for the length of time we'll be spending in Edinburgh. I said that I understood that it could help me and we should look into it; I sat there for 10-ish minutes getting more and more upset, then burst into tears and said I didn't want to be that fat American on a disability scooter with no obvious disability. The Stroppy One said he understood and that he had been expecting me to have a freakout over that exact thing. (!!!) So that's a thing we need to discuss more, and hopefully I won't have a complete meltdown.

"But Jilli, you go out walking around, what makes you think you wouldn't be able to while on vacation?" This is true, but I generally don't do that every day, and when I do go out and Do Things, I usually end up taking muscle relaxers and pain meds when I get home AND spend the following day resting. So yeah, this is a big concern and the Brain Raccoons are determined to make me miserable about it. Ugh. 


Learning from the masters

Apr. 5th, 2026 09:14 pm
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I’ve just returned from Namibia, where I once again had the privilege of learning wildlife track and sign from master trackers of the Ju/’hoansi as part of the Tracking the Kalahari project. I’m still going through my photos but this is an early favorite; a quick snapshot where I accidentally got great composition and lighting.

This was my second trip and a special opportunity to deepen my connection with tracking, with the land I was visiting, and the people I met there. I’m sure I’ll have more to share in coming days.

(Originally posted at Following Curiosity. You can comment here or there.)

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