Showing posts with label Fussell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fussell. Show all posts

Friday, January 11, 2008

Today, I employed an unusual strategy

I chose my earrings to match my outfit, and for no other reason. Looked good, too.


Today's earrings: turquoise, aqua swirls

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

So disappointed

I thought this was the episode when that whiny, arrogant brat would go away... but they auf'd Kevin instead. So sad. Unfortunately, the judges were pretty much right, as far as the dresses went. But still - Christian needs to leave, and if at all possible join the Trappist Monks.


Today's acquisitions: 1 watch

Today's earrings: ants, stones

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

My watch stopped...

...so I guess it'll be right twice a day from now on. ;)


Today's earrings: skeletal fish

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Monday, January 7, 2008

Up Side of the Writers Strike

American Gladiators is back, and in network prime time. It's like the world is suddenly in VistaVision.


Today's earrings: compasses

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Friday, December 14, 2007

Dinner with a Spanish Mathematician

Consulted reference material (via Pep's blackberry iPhone) in re the relative ages of Stonehenge and the pyramids at Giza. Turns out they are roughly contemporaneous. There was talk of the Easter Island stone dudes, but, as they cannot be easily constructed of shipping boxes, they were of less interest.


Today's earrings: owls, liberty dimes

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

New computer + empty inbox = paranoia

So if anyone wanted to send me an email, that would be, like, really cool of you. You don't even have to write anything.

kthxbye


Today's earrings: scarabs

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell


eta: Just found K's wikipedia page. K, did you know you have a wikipedia page?

Monday, October 15, 2007

Stone the Crows

This weekend's events of note:

Confused Cricket and the Angry Lemming made an offer on a house, which was accepted.
B2 turned forty.
IT Elves replaced all the computers at work with smaller, faster models, and at last the Ghanaian Customs website is working properly.

Oh, and Al Gore won the Nobel Peace Prize. Which just seems... odd. He's EnviroGuy, not PeaceGuy. Jimmy Carter is PeaceGuy, you know?


Today's earrings: diamonds, crows

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Thursday, October 11, 2007

untested recipe

http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/107437


Today's earrings: moose, theobromine molecules

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Finally: Green eggs and ham

Oh, there is joy in Earringville. And in Mudville, too - Mighty Casey has won Fan Favorite and asked Lia to tour Thailand together. It's a good thing.



Today's earrings: pigs, citrine teardrops

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

My ship has come in

Or rather, a small padded envelope filled with earrings. There's anchors, crows, monkeys, moose, and pigs. It's the year of the pig, you know.

Fantasy earring combo: apples, faceless men in overcoats and bowler hats. I could probably find the apples... but the little men, I suspect, will prove elusive.

It's started to rain. Sleep well.


Today's earrings: diamonds, dice

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Monday, October 8, 2007

Saline solution

Finally got me a neti pot. Maybe I didn't put in quite enough salt the first time? It stung a little. Mostly it felt weird... but in a good way.

I think I'll go pour some more water through my nose now.


Today's earrings: angelfish, blue & green swirly beads

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Thursday, August 16, 2007

And, for my one hundredth post, something earth-shaking

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2007/08/16/BANMRIC93.DTL


Today's earrings: hands, basketweave spoons

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

The Waste Land

What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
- - T.S. Eliot

Today's earrings: camels, lizards

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Aquarium

http://www.mbayaq.org/efc/efc_kelp/kelp_underwatercam.asp
Kelpcam. Baycam. Ottercam.

Life is good.



Today's earrings: fish, aqua glass beads

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Feels like Monday...

...but it's not.

Ticklemore cheese is soft and almost spreadable in the middle and rindy at the edges. A really yummy two-cheeses-in-one. Samples can be provided at a later date. :)


Today's earrings: scarabs

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Hither & thither

I do not understand the commercial in which the people are in the forest kicking trees until the guy in the Pippi Longstocking wig raises the cry for better hamburgers. It makes no sense. And if it was meant to have made no sense, I'd think they'd have had a kangaroo hop by, just for accent.

Another commercial I saw this evening, for map software for your phone, or some such. Anyway, it was set at a gas station in the countryside, and the little example text was "El Toro Road." I used to work at a gas station on El Toro Road. There was no countryside there.

I have bought the cheese. The cheese does not buy me.

Borrowed The Great War and Modern Memory by Paul Fussell from my boss
Lent my boss The Black Death: A Turning Point in History?, William W. Bowsky, ed.


Today's earrings: dragonflies, other dragonflies

Bedtime reading: The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell