all the birthdays

04122026-28

— छह हज़ार पंद्रह —

Today is Sherri's birthday. She's 74. One more year and it'll be another major milestone. It really doesn't seem like that long ago we had the Easter / 70th birthday celebration, but it was four years ago, 2022. That was when Shobhit and I gave Dad and Sherri covid. Good times!

I managed to get a birthday card out to her on time, even though she won't see it for another several days. She and Dad are on a Mexican cruise with Gina and Angel right now. I sent Sherri some texts this morning, but I have no idea whether they can receive texts while on a cruise in international waters. Maybe if they go onshore for an excursion? I have no idea. I sent her four animated gifs, all of them boat- or sailing-related. My favorite is the one I sent last, an animated sailboat on ocean waves with a flag fying from its mast that reads HAPPY BIRTHDAY, and the caption at the bottom reads, A GENTLE BREEZE, CALM SEAS, AND A SMOOTH SAIL INTO ANOTHER YEAR! I kind of love that and really hope she sees it while she's on the cruise ship.

2027 will see the 75th birthday for a whole lot of people I know. Sherri, Barbara, Gail (Danielle's mom), Janine (Gabriel's mom), even my Uncle Garth even though he lives in Cheyenne and I don't know him well at all. It would have seen Mom's 75th birthay as well but she passed away in 2020 at the age of 68. I was telling people she was 67 recently for some reason, but I just did the math and she was definitely 68. Her birthday would have been less than a month before she died, and I did call her to wish her a Happy Birthday that day, and spoke to her for 40 minutes. It occurs to me just now that this would have been the last conversation I ever had with her. There was no mention of her again in my blog until her stroke on the 18th of June; she was never conscious again after that; and she died on July 1.

It's always kind of a trip to revisit old posts from that time—both in regards to the months-long surreality of covid, and dealing with the death of Mom. It'll be six years since she died on July 1, and while I don't dwell on it much in my day to day life, things like this are a consistently vivid reminder of what a dividing line that is in the course of my life. It really alters your very experience of reality when one of your parents dies, even when the relationship was as complicated as Mom's and mine was.

— छह हज़ार पंद्रह —

04122026-26

— छह हज़ार पंद्रह —

In completely unrelated news, I took myself to Steamworks last night. It wasn't the worst visit I've ever had, but it was closer to it than it was to the best visit. I very nearly went home without anything happening at all. Eventually, after about two and a half hours, I got something sort of close to what I needed.

It was shockingly busy there last night, I'll say that much. It's always a mixed bag when a lot of people are there. Anyway, I walked home after that and then Shobhit and I watched the season finale of The Pitt on HBO Max and that was probably the bigger highlight of my evening.

I'll be seeing a movie right after work today, and this weekend is a very rare one in which I have no social engagements—except with Shobhit: I want to re-ride the Link Light Rail Line 2 to Redmond so I can catch all the public art I missed when I went with Laney. As far as I can tell, there's about 10 of them I still need to find. Anyway, we'll probably do that on Saturday.

I suppose one last thing I can mention is my 1:1 meeting with Gabby today, which will be the last until after my Birth Week vacation, because she herself is on PTO from Wednesday next week through Wednesday the following week (which is my Birth Week), and I thus shared a rundown of all my Birth Week plans. This will sort-of include a post-Birth Week epilogue of sorts; Gabby has invited Shobhit and me to dinner at her and Nick's house in Edmonds on Tuesday the week after that, which happens to be Cinco de Mayo. She's taken to calling it "Cinco de Matthew," which cracks me up.

We made a plan for Shobhit to meet us at the office that day, Gabby will drive us to her house, and then they will drop us off at the Lynnwood City Center light rail station afterward. This way we can have the margaritas they also plan to make, and not have to worry about driving afterward.

I have a lot to look forward to this year. The biggest of them begins with my Birth Week, which begins one week from now. I haven't taken any PTO since the holidays, and now a solid four months without any time off has gone by; for the rest of the year, with my yearly seven weeks of PTO, it's going to be pretty regular—one or more days off every month, and usually more than one. I'm ready and I'm excited!

— छह हज़ार पंद्रह —

04122026-11

[posted 12:37pm]

pentagnocchi

04112026-49

— छह हज़ार चौदह —

Last night was Action Movie Night, and although it would have been Chris G's choice were he present, he was not (and hasn't been in several weeks), which thus bumped it to the next person in line—which happened to be Shobhit. And Shobhit really stuck with his record as arguably the most eclectic history of movie choices out of all of us, this time choosing an HBO original movie from 1998, which for some reason he loves, called The Pentagon Wars.

This was Shobhit's seventh time choosing the film, and just for kicks, I'm going to share his full history:

January 25, 2023: Mojave (USA, 2015, 93 minutes)
September 6, 2023: Awaara (India [in Hindi], 1951 release in India and 1956 release in USA, 168 minutes)
January 24, 2024: Casablanca (USA, 1942, 102 minutes)
August 7, 2024: School Ties (USA, 1992, 106 minutes)
February 19, 2025: The Fall Guy (USA, 2024, 127 minutes)
September 17, 2025: In a World... (USA, 2013, 93 minutes)
April 15, 2026: The Pentagon Wars (USA, 1998, 104 minutes)


I want to say that each of these films is completely unlike any of the others, except I suppose there are some commonalities between Awaara and Casablanca: both are classic black and white films, though the former is from the fifties and in Hindi whereas the latter is from the forties and in English. The biggest irony I find between Shobhit's choice of both of those movies is that the group all stayed and watched the entirety of Awaara, and largely seemed surprisingly engaged by it; yet, at least one person thought Casablanca was too boring and did not stay to watch that one. Which I think is nuts, but whatever.

Those two movies aside, they all have very different vibes, and The Pentagon Wars, which Shobhit said he had already watched at least twice before, may very well be the first made-for-TV movie anyone in the group has ever chosen. (It was HBO, so it still had higher production standards than network TV.) It's based on a true story, and the group last night seemed fairly into it, actually. This would be the third comedy Shobhit has chosen (each of them his most recent three picks), but all of them of very different types.

His last choice, In a World..., was probably the most fun, because we played it without telling anyone in the group that he was in it. Tony even asked us last night, "You're not in it, are you?" I informed him that there was only ever one other wide-release film Shobhit had a part in (the 2013 film What Maisie Knew), and it would be a truly terrible choice for "Action Movie Night." Shobhit has a couple of times chosen films that are more romance than action, but this one is just straight up depressing, as it's about a little girl caught in the middle of a bitter divorce.

— छह हज़ार चौदह —

04112026-38

— छह हज़ार चौदह —

Anyway, there were eight people in attendance for Action Movie Night this week: Tony, Jake, Derek, Chris B, Daniel, Greg, Shobhit, and me. Ryan is almost never absent and I found myself wondering if he had a completely unrelated reason for not showing this week or if he's just had enough of the other guy who tends to annoy everyone—who, it's worth noting, was really not annoying at all this week. He did bring a bag of potato chips into the theater with him, and when he sat that down in the seat near me he actually said, "I'm not going to eat in here." This was clearly because Ryan had told him last time that he couldn't anymore because of how much he was crinkling.

There was a lot of food options this week, and most of them vegetarian. One person did order a pizza but that had meat on it, but Daniel brought a vegetarian kimchi; Jake brought sub sandwiches and half of them were vegetarian; Shobhit and I brought gnocchi and garlic bread. I mentioned that the gnocchi was a sample private label product from work, and more than one person was kind of amusingly excited by that, like they were getting secret advance access before a product launch. I honestly couldn't remember whether we are selling it yet or not; I just looked up gnocchi in our system while writing this very paragraph, and it appears we are not. So, I guess there was a bit of legitimacy to their little thrill about this.

When we all dispersed after the movie, Shobhit noted that we'll be missing the next one—that's during my Birth Week, and that very day both Barbara and her friend Becky arrive. Barbara will be with us for the next five days, and Becky for one. I haven't mentioned this yet, but Becky lives in Spokane and when she caught wind that Barbara would be visiting Seattle, she asked if she could get together with us. This put a slight monkey wrench into my Birth Week plans but I made do, and found a way to make it work. What's more, I told Becky about our "Guest Suite" we can rent at the Braeburn which has always cost $65 a night; she basically jumped at that and I booked it and—this part I really respect—Becky sent me the money over Venmo within minutes. I want to go check out the Ballard Historic District that evening as it was created in 1976, and I figure we can perhaps all find a place to go out for dinner in Ballard that night.

Anyway, sometimes I still do Action Movie Night during my Birth Week, sometimes I don't. Last year I didn't because that was my actual birthday and Shobhit and I went down to stay the night in Portland. This year Barbara and Becky will be here, and although I won't be out of town that day, I've got other things I want to do.

— छह हज़ार चौदह —

04112026-22

[posted 12:35pm]