I pick whatever interests me the most at the time. I get books from the library and buy the cheapest, most basic, necessary tools. My goal is to finish a project. If it sticks, I find a mentor / teacher. People love to share their niche skills.
Recently, there was basket weaving (needed a good knife), then food fermenting (needed jars and salt, which I had), then kombucha and kefir (needed a mother and grains, which I just had to ask around in my community for), then Láadan (a conlang for women, there’s a free online course), then 3D-printing (my neighbor builds his own printers, he’s been teaching me stuff).

I know this is not an anachronism, but I’m still angry about Nolan’s Odyssey and how Greek soldiers DROWNED inside the horse during the first two TIDES.
TIDES. In the Mediterranean sea.

I want to live in Gorjo City. Post stipend, please.

Wanted kids, got one. She’s 10 now. She’s smart, independant, cuddly, hilarious, curious. She’s awesome, as in I’m in awe of her. I loved every stage except the first 5 months, which I hated.
We geek out together. Helping her spread her wings is the most wonderful feeling.

Would you consider a marriage proposal by a language geek in her forties? By which I mean, thank you, that was really rabbit-hole-opening.

Thanks for giving your Ted Talk! It was fascinating. If you waned to discuss the 5 common 1st-person pronouns in more details, I’d be thrilled.

I’m listening.