Friday, August 29, 2008

Finis

When you have shot and killed a man you have in some measure clarified your attitude toward him. You have given a definite answer to a definite problem. For better or worse you have acted decisively.

In a way, the next move is up to him.

- - R.A. Lafferty

Today's earrings: scarabs

Bedtime reading: Golden Gate, R.A. Lafferty

Thursday, August 28, 2008

The Weirdest World

I went up to a tree to give advice to two young birds trying to construct a nest. This was obviously their first venture.
"You are going about it all wrong," I told them. "First consider that this will be your home, and then consider how you can make your home most beautiful."
"This is the way they've always built them," said one of the birds.
"There must be an element of utility, yes," I told them. "But the dominant motif should be beauty. The impression of expanded vistas can be given by long low walls and parapets."
"This is the way they've always built them," said the other bird.
"Remember to embody all the new developments," I said. "Just say to yourself 'This is the newest nest in the world.' Always say that about any task you attempt. It inspires you."
"This is the way they've always built them," said the birds. "Go build your own nest."

- - R.A. Lafferty


Today's earrings: irons, anchors
Bedtime reading: Iron Tears, R.A. Lafferty

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Directions

The Camiroi have a corpus of proverbs. We came on them in Archives, along with an attached machine with a hundred levers on it. We depressed the lever marked Earth English, and had a sampling of these proverbs put into Earth context.
A man will not become rich by raising goats, the machine issued. Yes, that could pass for an Earth proverb. It almost seems to mean something.
Even buzzards sometimes gag. That has an Earth sound also.
It's that or pluck chickens.
"I don't believe I understand that one, " I said.
"You think it's easy to put these in Earth context, you try it sometime," the translation machine issued. "The proverb applies to distasteful but necessary tasks."
"Ah, well, let's try some more," said Paul Piggott. "That one."
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, the machine issued abruptly.
"But that is an Earth proverb word for word," I said.
"You wait until I finish it, lady," the translation machine growled. "To this proverb in its classical form is always appended a cartoon showing a bird fluttering away and a man angrily wiping his hand with some disposable material while he says, 'A bird in the hand is not worth two in the bush.'"
"Are we being had by a machine?" our leader Charles Chosky asked softly.
"Give us that proverb there," I pointed out one to the machine.
There'll be many a dry eye here when you leave, the machine issued.
We left.

- - R.A. Lafferty

Today's earrings: compasses

Bedtime reading: "Polity and Custom of the Camiroi," R.A. Lafferty

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Coffee is fundamental

"It was Clement VIII who made a Christian out of coffee," said Hans. "It was considered an infidel drink in Europe till he gave it sanction. And the objections to it were that it was non-alcoholic. It has the social leanings of alcohol but it shirks its responsibility. You can sit and drink it for hours and not have to be carried home; this makes coffee a greater encourager of loitering."

- - R.A. Lafferty, Archipelago

Today's earrings: coffee cups, spoons

Bedtime reading: "Great Day in the Morning," R.A. Lafferty

Monday, August 25, 2008

In Outraged Stone

The look of indignation on the face of that artifact was matched only by the total outrage of her whole figure. Oh, she was a mad one! She was the comic masterpiece of the Oganta Collection. If only stone could speak she would be shrilling. She was a newly catalogued item among the grotesque alien stonery called the Paravata Oneirougma.

"You'd almost believe that she was alive!" was the laughing comment of many who watched her here in the display. "Oh, it's that she was alive once, and now she is furious at finding herself frozen in stone."

But that was the whole missed point of her outrage: she wasn't alive; and she never had been.

- - R.A. Lafferty

Today's earrings: spiders, green webs

Bedtime reading: "In Outraged Stone," R.A. Lafferty

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Closing Ceremonies

This evening we ate Ethiopian, in honor of M's birthday. It was most yummy.



Lenny the Chocolate Moose, wishing M many happy returns of the day.


Today's earrings: moose, theobromine molecules

Bedtime reading: Wyrd Sisters, Terry Pratchett

Friday, August 22, 2008

Thank Freya it's Friday

That week went by fast.


Today's earrings: flowers, other flowers

Bedtime reading: Soon I Will Be Invincible, Austin Grossman

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Thunderous silence

I stopped after work and had drinks with a couple of my coworkers. Among other topics, they told me that one of our former coworkers had gotten married. I exchanged emails with that guy a few weeks ago, and he didn't bother to mention it.

huh.


Today's earrings: drums, rhinos

Bedtime reading: Soon I Will Be Invincible, Austin Grossman

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Wednesday Addams

"What are you, darling? Where's your costume?"
"This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else."

- - Caroline Thompson & Larry Wilson

Today's earrings: spiders, crows

Bedtime reading: Soon I Will Be Invincible, Austin Grossman

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry

My boss really needs to start closing her office door - I am overhearing way too many juicy tidbits that are none of my business. If I were a better person, I'd keep my headphones on...


Today's earrings: diamonds, garnets

Bedtime reading: Stardust, Neil Gaiman

Monday, August 18, 2008

Monday, Monday

Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.

- - John Phillips

Today's earrings: flowers, dragonflies

Bedtime reading: Stardust, Neil Gaiman

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Bulldozer

M put on a most excellent brunch today. I had waffles, and a mixed-green & avocado salad topped with apples, crumbled cheese, and bacon. mmmm.

Even better, though, is the tractor costume. OMG, the tractor costume is awesome.


Today's earrings: steer, moons

Bedtime reading: Soon I Will Be Invincible, Austin Grossman

Friday, August 15, 2008

Family time

I had a lovely lunch with the Cricket, and sent her home with more office supplies.

Tomorrow, there is to be brunch. I hope it's at eleven. Otherwise, I will be arriving at the wrong time.


Today's earrings: turtles, typewriters keys

Bedtime reading: High Spirits, Robertson Davies

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Someone on the internet is wrong

But I'm going to bed anyway.


Today's earrings: leaves, other leaves

Bedtime reading: Death's Half Acre, Margaret Maron

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Harrumph

Bravo is pissing me off. They keep editing PR contestants into hateworthy characters, and then sending home someone relatively pleasant. Stupid jerks are doing it as part of the petulant fit they're throwing over losing the show to Lifetime... but the antics aren't making me hate PR. They're making me hate Bravo.


Today's earrings: monkeys, fish

Bedtime reading: Death's Half Acre, Margaret Maron

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Stopped into the bookstore on the way home

And found that Margaret Maron has a new book out. Score!
Which got me thinking, I should send Tiger some books. I'll be in Berkeley on Saturday, I could stop at Moe's, get lots of books. Many books. I like sending many books... mmmmm, books...

And then I snapped out of the trance and thought, maybe I should find out what sort of books he likes these days. Fortunately, I know some people who may be able to help with that.


Today's earrings: flies, amber teardrops

Bedtime reading: Death's Half Acre, Margaret Maron

Monday, August 11, 2008

Potato soup

With grateful acknowledgment to Rombauer & Becker:
  • Start frying 6 strips bacon in a large saucepan
  • Peel & chop 2 large russets
  • Eat 1 slice bacon, set the rest aside to drain
  • Drop the diced 1/2 onion leftover from Saturday in the bacon grease
  • Turn on fan
  • Add chopped potatoes
  • Saute a while
  • Add water and chicken stock to cover
  • simmersimmersimmer
  • Check tenderness; add more stock; have another slice of bacon; simmer some more
  • Turn off fan
  • Check tenderness; rejoice
  • Spoon mushy potatoes into blender
  • Pour in some half and half
  • Blend
  • Notice an odd burning smell from the blender; wonder vaguely if there's someone out there who still does small appliance repair; decide to think about it another day
  • Add some more half and half
  • Blend
  • Pour back into the saucepan & bring back to temperature
  • Have another half slice of bacon; get a grip and crumble the rest into the soup
  • Add salt, pepper, and seasoned salt to taste
  • Dish up a bowl of potato soup
  • Gloat over its excellence
  • Pour a glass of wine and have another bowl of soup
  • Tell the internet what you had for dinner
  • Go to bed happy.

Today's earrings: hands, basketweave spoons

Bedtime reading: Nine Stories, J.D. Salinger

Friday, August 8, 2008

888

The morning radio people were talking about how very auspicious a day it is, what with all those eights. And they were right; today I discovered Cake Wrecks, and the world is a better place.


Today's earrings: pigs, citrine drops

Bedtime reading: Mansfield Park, Jane Austen

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Made for walking

"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail
"There's a porpoise close behind us and he's treading on my tail
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle - will you come and join the dance?"

- - Lewis Carroll

Today's earrings: boots, alligators

Bedtime reading: Mansfield Park, Jane Austen

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Overheard at a downtown bus stop

I missed a lot of Dude 1's dialogue because his back was to me.
Dude 1: ...had a baby two weeks ago...
Dude 2: That is huge! Congratulations!
Dude 1: ...yeah...been crazy...[lengthy unintelligible]
Dude 2: But what are you doing here, and awake? You should be asleep or tending to the babe.
Dude 1: I had to go back to work this week... [unintelligible]
The practical pattern may be what it's been for the past twenty years, but the ideal has shifted: a new dad is supposed to be home with the newborn. Awwwww.


Today's earrings: compasses

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Eureka

Still like the show and all, but if they're going to disappear the Dry Cleaning Lady entirely, sooner or later I'm going to need a time loop or an amnesia fog or some such to explain her absence.


Today's earrings: eyes, ravens

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Monday, August 4, 2008

Hi ho

Hi ho!
Hi ho!
Hi ho! Hi ho! Hi ho!

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's off to work we go
Hi ho, Hi ho, Hi ho

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's off to work we go
Hi ho, Hi ho

Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hum

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's off to work we go
Hi ho, hi ho, hi ho, hi ho

- - Frank Churchill


Today's earrings: bees, typewriter keys

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Thinking of the children

Last week, I contemplated the overflowing shelves in my closet, and asked myself, "Self, why on earth do I have so many sheets?" Myself obligingly began to explain at length the roots of my packrat behavior.
"Enough!" I cried. "Can't you recognize a rhetorical question? Don't answer that. These sheets must go!"

Friday, I had lunch with Cricket, and I told her of my determination to rid myself of redundant linen. She replied that one of her first tasks in the coming school year will be to set her minions making little sacks for pinto beans, and if the sacks were made of castoff bedlinen, all the better for the budget. (If someone were to provide 100 pounds of pinto beans, she would have nothing left to wish for.)

Today, I presented Cricket with two sacks of the aforementioned bedlinen. It was frabjous.

Now I have to figure out what to do with all the extra pillows. Ah, well... next summer will be soon enough.


Today's earrings: owls, kangaroos (w/joeys)

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Friday, August 1, 2008

Full day, with serious ick factor.

New Dude started work today. (Yay! Hooray!) I spent a couple hours explaining Turkey. Then I went to lunch with the Cricket. We did not eat turkey. In the afternoon, I got a little work done while fielding questions from New Dude.

Met b2 for wine & pizza after work. We were waiting at the counter for the staff to uncork another bottle so we could have seconds when Hot Guy appeared in search of a quick slice. We invited him to sit with us. We talked tv for a while, then HG told me I'd missed a team-building exercise: after I left, my colleagues had decided to clean the Troll's desk. HG had decided to do something about the mold growing in the coffee cup that the Troll had left half-full when he went on vacation, and I guess things escalated from there. They shook a loaf's worth of crumbs out of the keyboard, chipped the filth from the desktop... but there wasn't much they could do about the crusted yellow stain on the chair. Ewwwwwwwwwwww. Then HG left to pursue his evening plans, and b2 and moved on to less revolting topics.


Today's earrings: lizards, rocks

Bedtime reading: Modesty Blaise, Peter O'Donnell