eruthros: Grant Imahara from Mythbusters wearing a Star Trek TOS science uniform and Vulcan ear extensions (Mythbusters - grant in a star trek unifo)
2011-07-21 01:48 pm

useful things!

1. I have this problem with reading things that make me angry on the internet - if they show up in firefox's url bar when I start to type something else in, I'll go "oh, I should check that" or "oh, I should see if there are new comments" and then I'll read them even though I know they'll make me hate the world. Like, I'd start typing some other url with an s, and then I'd end up at salon.com, even though I knew there would be nothing good there except maybe Glen Greenwald and that I'd read some lifestyles article and it would make me cranky, and then I'd read the comments even though I shouldn't and that would make me despair for humanity. And cranky.

But the thing is, I only do that when I see the name of the site in the dropdown; if I don't see it, it's much easier to resolve not to go there. So I use a handy firefox keyboard command to take things out of the suggestions - I highlight the suggested url that I want to avoid and shift-delete on it, and it is gone. It will reappear if I go there a lot anyway, but since mostly these are places that I don't want to go to, places I just end up out of habit or fear or something, it works for me.

Anyway it is a great tool and I <3 it.

2. Readability! If you use(d) readability, you probably know that they disabled their old bookmarklet in favor of their new browser applet in February. I hate the new applet - it doesn't play well with noscript, it tracks pageviews, it disables printing and saving to pdf, it doesn't work on locally saved html pages or on many secured sites, and it's basically no longer really about quickly getting me a version of a site that I can read - it's about content-management for other people. HATE.

However! There are places to get the old readability bookmarklet hosted elsewhere - Readabilitude (which on my system doesn't require me to temporarily allow scripts every time I want to use it) - and there are also alternatives that have other style features - e.g. Readable (which I haven't used because it does require temporarily allowing js every time).

I was just doing without it for a while, so I was glad when I found those a couple months ago.

3. Unrelated to computers! Many people I chat with have been reading or rereading Harry Potter fic in a burst of nostalgia. But it can be hard to find that exact story, you know, the one where Harry owned a owl-order bookstore, or that one where Snape rescued him from the Dursleys, or that other one where Blaise was a fashion designer, so in case y'all don't know about it I will link here to painless_j's themed lists, wherein ze links to all the fic ze can find for various tropes and plot devices. It's handy both for the purposes of finding that one story you lost and for the purposes of reading all the HP fic featuring glory holes or someone being sorted into a different house or someone taking up a career in mediwizardry.

4. And for anyone who's dealing with too-hot weather, [personal profile] sparkymonster made a post a while back with tips for dealing with hot weather; there are also a bunch of comments full of tips. It's pretty fucking hot here, so I appreciate those.
eruthros: llamas! (llamas)
2010-06-11 10:32 pm

titles are hard

1. Why has it been fifty-five degrees (13* C) out and raining for most of the last week?

I turned the heat off at least a month ago, but it keeps getting down to the low forties at night and then only hitting 55 or so during the day, so the house is pretty chilly. To the point that I'm wearing my winter socks and fleece and drinking hot tea. And whining. Brrrrr. But listen, June, even if you've decided to be spring instead of summer, I'm not turning the heat back on. (I did, however, make cookies to heat up the place.)

Also, the first tomatoes were looking nearly-done a week ago, but because of the cool weather I've had no tasty tomatoes -- the tomato plants are going "what is this?" Instead I've had to weed a lot, which is much less fun.

Plus the probably-upstairs-neighbors who have been pretending to "compost" dumped more "compost" in the yard, so I gave up on polite and sicced the property management company on them. Gratifyingly, the person who took my call was like "how many times has it happened? what, seriously?"

2. I wish dreamwidth had a jabber/xmpp service. I have made many new friends here, but finding everyone's gtalk or lj talk names and adding them in manually is a pain in the ass, and also requires that I remember to do it.

3. In a week or so I have an appointment with a physiatrist (me to doctor on getting this referral: oh come on, now you're just making doctors up!) who is supposed to consult regarding hand orthotics and PT. Which is really exciting! Especially because I've been waiting to see hir for like four months. And maybe I'll get something better or more useful than my current tape-knuckles-as-they-act-up approach, which a) requires waiting until they've acted up and b) involves a lot of tape.

4. I am always amused when I'm icing something and heating something else. (Currently, heating the neck, icing the wrist.)

5. When I came home today, a dude biked up the driveway to follow me to the door of my apartment -- which is set back from the street -- and said "do you live here?" And when I just sort of blinked, he said "hey, what's your name? what do you do?" To which I said "I don't have time to talk right now" and shut and locked the door behind me. (Actually I said I was sorry first, because I never do manage not to apologize.) But, just, what a great illustration of the ways in which people demand information from people with less power/privelege sometimes, and the way in which that's creepy. And I bet if I'd tried to call him on it, he would've done the "I was just trying to be friendly and make conversation!" NARGH. As if being followed to my door isn't a potentially-threatening intrusion into my space.

I was linked to an essay on this somewhere -- though of course I can't find it now -- that talked about how the kinds of "small talk" that are common in public space translate to "give me information that will allow me to track you down." (ETA: found by [personal profile] livrelibre! It's [personal profile] brigid's post men and women in public spaces.)

6. Mythbusters! I have been watching it! Last week's episode -- Fireball Stun Gun -- was massively meta, because Mythbusters spoilers )

7. Doctor Who! I am incredibly behind on it. *facepalm* I just now watched The Hungry Earth, and I should probably watch the rest of the two-parter, but meh. I think I will watch some Avatar instead.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2010-02-27 12:09 am

lists remain awesome

1. I received my very first good brace in the mail yesterday -- unlike the ones I get from my doctor, this one actually fits and is lined with smooth fabric. It is like nine times more comfortable than the brace I was wearing this time yesterday. Also, it looks much more hacker!brace and much less like why-is-this-a-hideous-medical-blue? And then I slept in it and only woke up once.

2. I watched an episode of Spartacus and, listen, I just can't do it guys. I don't care how much Lucy Lawless makes out with chicks in it, I can't do it. If there are particularly kinky bits that I really ought to clip, I'd appreciate an "episode four, about halfway through" or something, because otherwise it's not happening.

Also, the blood is so amazingly fake that I kept thinking it was pomegranate juice. Or maybe cranberry. "Spartacus: Pomegranate Juice and Sand" doesn't have nearly the ring to it, though.

3. We had a minor SNOWPOCALYPSE here, and reacted as one should to all snowpocalypses: we went outside half an hour before the sun set and made a snowperson. And then, because we are a [personal profile] thingswithwings and a [personal profile] eruthros, we started to make another snowperson, and in fact a whole snowscene, and then it got dark so we had to come inside before we finished. But I'm sure that they will be completed tomorrow!

4. When I play in the snow, I consider hot chocolate to be my just reward. So! There was hot chocolate! And it was tasty.

All in all, a very satisfactory day!
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (B5 - Delenn OMG)
2009-03-06 01:51 pm

I have been singing songs in my head all day

They all go something like this:

I aaaaam sitting on my porch, I am sitting on my porch, it is sixty-one degrees out, I am sitting on my porch!
I aaaaam not taking my coat, I am not taking my coat, it is sixty-one degrees out, I am not taking my coat.

I suspect that this is only a fake-spring -- it was eight degrees at night only four days ago -- but oh how glorious it is! It is easier to read, and to run errands, when I can do the first on the porch, and the second without layering up. I declare it the end of winter. Now, bring on the spinach and the rhubarb and the asparagus!
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2007-12-15 06:05 pm

So on a scale of one to a hundred?

This ranks about 139, in terms of Things I Shall Never Do Again.

Guys: my flight is at 8:50. I know the American bus system, and I know that there's a storm coming in, and that it's going to hit upstate New York before it hits Manhattan, which would stop the buses.

So I thought, okay, 8:50 pm. No stress. I shall wake up early, do the last minute tea dishes, grab my bags, and catch the 7:20 bus! It is supposed to get to New York at 12:00! And that way I have lots of leeway built in in case of stupid American bus system, or the Lincoln Tunnel, or whatever. Or maybe to switch flights at the airport.

And indeed, this I did. I suspect that 90% of the people awake and out and about at 7:20 am made the same choice, incidentally: in my mile-plus walk to the bus station (in 17 degree weather! with wind! and with ice! and dark!), I saw... three pedestrians, five police cars (or maybe the same police car five times), twelve cars, two Ithaca Bakery delivery trucks (this is why they never have the good bread at the Collegetown store before 7:00, even though they technically open at 6:30), and the staff at Green Star and Gimme! Coffee, neither of which was open.

At the bus station, however, I saw ... one hundred college students. Most with bags the size of, give or take, a Holstein. Now, I was one of the first twenty there, but that means nothing at Greyhound stations, which like to avoid the issue of forming lines or cordoning off space in favor of great rushing mobs.

And then the bus showed up. It already had forty-some people on it. It was late arriving, and the forty-some people all had to get out and buy tickets before they'd let new people on -- this is, seriously, the worst thought out system ever; they pick up on campus, but they don't sell tickets there, so. They could require people to buy tickets in advance at the student services place on College Avenue, but they do not. And then they let ten of the milling people on, but only ones with no luggage, because they'd filled every rack. (They'd known the bus was full since the driver radioed down, but that was the first point at which they radioed for another bus.) The 8:00 to Syracuse departed before the 7:20 bus did.

And I was like, hey, no problem, they radioed for another bus, they've promised us it'll be an express, I have, like, a bazillion hours built in, whatevs. And the second bus wouldn't be full, which would be nice. (Some of the hundred people were going to Syracuse.)

So we waited for the other bus... and waited... and waited... and it was fifteen minutes away. And it was fifteen minutes away. And it was fifteen minutes away.

When it finally arrived, we discovered that in fact it would not be an express bus because a) one of the women who'd been bumped was going to the Ridgewood Park and Ride, NJ and b) the bus driver was on the ninth hour of his shift, and could legally drive us only as far as Binghamton.

So we get to Binghamton, and the bus driver heads off to find out what's up (telling us all about his wife's dialysis as he went), shutting the door on us. And we sit. And we sit. He comes out of the terminal, talks to people, heads off in another direction, goes back in the terminal. We get antsy, and anyway we want to use the restroom. (One of the women eventually just goes "fuck it," figures out which level opens the door, and heads in. She is then roundly scolded by the counter staff: why aren't you waiting on the bus? Her: Because it's been fifteen minutes and I have to go to the bathroom? Them: Why must you make trouble? Fifteen minutes isn't that long! Her: Yeah, except I was supposed to get here two hours ago.)

The bus driver finally returns. Well, sort of. He walks past the bus, doing the shrug-and-two-palms-out of "I dunno, but it's not my problem."

"Wait, what?" we all say. Several more people get off the bus, off to investigate. One of them returns and reports back to everyone, because the counter staff clearly aren't going to do it: "They're looking for a driver. They don't have a driver. And they say we should stay on the bus and wait for them to tell us more."

The bus turns cold: they've had hours to find a driver. Most people on it are on flights at 4 or 5 pm. And we've waited for twenty minutes already without even a report.

Finally a woman from the counter shows up. Rejoicing! Perhaps an official briefing! Perhaps a driver! Oh, no, she's just here to find out where we're all going. "We're working on it," she says. I nap for a while, occasionally surfacing to complain with the linguist I met in the original terminal. (Adversity brings people together! We all watched each other's bags as people ran for Green Star or 7-11 or whatever. A nice physics grad student bought me a scone in exchange for watching her bags. The linguist was a Cornell grad, now a UCSC student, with Jim McCloskey. We shared stories of being cornered by Geoff Pullum at parties.) Said linguist has a flight at 4:30, and we're all getting steadily more ... and more ... and more ... pissed off.

Another dude shows up. He can't be our driver, because we've seen him wandering around the terminal for twenty minutes now.

Oh. He is our driver. And he doesn't apologize or anything for the delay, just "okay, New York." And off we go. We have to stop a couple of times (for him to use the restroom). And then we get to the Lincoln Tunnel. UCSC grad student dude is already sitting there all tense and ready to spring off at the drop of a hat.

And then there's a stall in the Tunnel. In our lane. Takes half an hour to clear. The bus is working on three hours late. We get to Port Authority, finally, and everyone scatters at the speed of light to their various transit choices to the airport.

So I finally got to the airport, and ... I can't switch to the earlier flight (too late), so I do have to wait for the 8:50. But I can't check in until 4:50. And all the amenities? Including wifi? And chairs? And electrical outlets? And food that isn't ice cream? Is on the other side of security.

I mean, the whole time it was happening I was like "[livejournal.com profile] eruthros! you've got seven hours built in! this is no big!" but I got sympathetic nerves from all the people with five pm flights. Blargh. *shakes self* It was exhausting: nobody telling you anything, ever, and having no faith in the system to remember your bus, and altogether ick. I'm exhausted and I haven't even done the flying yet! AND they're playing Christmas carols. *facepalm*

Rochester is equidistant, and equivalently priced, but the airport only runs little bitty planes, and it gets more snow, so I've opted out. But on the other hand, guys, the bus to Rochester? Doesn't have this mob scene.

***

Now through security! Fed a reasonably-priced freshly-made burrito! Sitting at my gate on JetBlue's wifi! Suddenly, the world is much better.

Well, except I'm still exhausted and my eyes are already dry and itchy, and I haven't even flown yet. But still! Better!
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2007-12-14 02:04 am

New winning scrabble word!

Courtesy of the National Weather Service, which lists such weather for the week as "chance flurries" "mostly cloudy" and "wintry mix," among other standard English phrases, but for tonight lists...

"FrzgDrzl."

Sadly, it contains two Zs, and thus cannot actually be used as a perfect solution for icky letters and no vowels. Woe.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2007-10-29 09:49 am

Danger, Will Robinson!

So last night I did some laundry, mattress cover and the awesome thick high thread-count flannel sheets my mom bought me as a Christmas present last year. And I made the bed...

... and this morning I couldn't get out of it. It was warm. It was cuddly. That sort of bright, cold light was shining through the window, muted by the trees still on the leaves, and it was clear that outside the weather was frosty and cold. I was warm in bed; I had perfect sheets and a down comforter; I wasn't going anyplace.

I didn't go back to sleep, but I did just snuggle up for half an hour and go "mmmm" while the back of my brain was going "READING! You have reading to do. Do you remember the reading? Hey! You!" I was like "mmmhmmm."

Perhaps I should be using sheets made of, like, hair shirts or something instead. Because clearly this is going nowhere good. But oh, how perfect is a morning with thirty minutes in bed, not even reading a novel, just watching the trees move outside and enjoying the warm flannel sheets?

***

PS: Sierra Trading Post is now doing ANOTHER 20% off all shoes before that coupon, so. Tevas and Joseph Siebel and Ecco, oh my.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2007-08-25 02:00 pm

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*dead of weather*

Oh my god. I just got back from the farmer's market -- which was lovely an' all -- and the instant I got home I dropped my clothes on any spare surface, turned the shower as cold as it would go, and jumped in. I didn't even remember to take my glasses off. And then I drank four glass of water, pointed the fan directly at the couch, and collapsed.

I am not okay with this. I walked two miles in it, and it makes me not human at the end, just a vaguely bipedal creature whose only thoughts are "is the other side of the street shadier? possibly breezier?" and "oh my god, maybe I can go into the linoleum shop and pretend to be interested for ten minutes! they must have air conditioning!"

WAH.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
2007-04-29 10:18 am

Bay Area

So I was giving a bunch of Bay Area sports blogs a quick once-over this morning, and checking out various links. (Links, for example, where fans discuss Baron Davis' sartorial choices. I guess because it's sorta trying to keep within the NBA dress code while still expressing individuality.)

And I ended up at youtube, checking out a vid that's sorta Oakland-against-the-world, paralleling the criticisms of J-Rich and the Warriors and New Bay hip-hop. I basically just embed this video for [livejournal.com profile] fiatlouis. *g*







As one is wont to do, I clicked on some of the related links, most of which were crap. But one of them was set to Zion I's "The Bay." And one of the related links to that was ... holy shit, I said, is that really a music video for "The Bay?" Or is it somebody's mix? And no, no, that's Zion I's "The Bay." I didn't even know it had a music video, so I have to share it with everybody in the known world.







... and while I was typing this, I checked sfgate, and holy shit. That is an oil tanker that blew up and MELTED the upper deck of a freeway overpass. WTF.

Awesome, but random: Wikipedia has a page called WP: BALEET that redirects to the wikipedia deletion policy page. Ha!

ETA: Speaking of embedding, apparently we expect "LOCALLY HEAVY RAINFALL...AND EMBEDDED THUNDERSTORMS" here tomorrow. Per the National Weather Service. Embedded thunderstorms? Embedded in what?
eruthros: llamas! (llamas)
2007-04-16 12:44 am

Random post #3

1. Over the course of the day, the national weather service report went from "9-11 inches snow accumulation in the next 24 hours" to "little or no snow accumulation expected" to "8-14 inches of snow accumulation possible." Weird.

2. Writing a recipe in my language class. It has to be "a complicated one" -- I'm not allowed to do a three-ingredient recipe like my pumpkin soup. This is surprisingly difficult, because cooking involves all sorts of specialized vocabulary, most of which I don't have. (I can say "remove from heat" but I don't have an "until" construction, so I don't know how to say "simmer over low heat until thick." Also, I have to continually look up words like simmer.)

3. The Warriors beat the Timberwolves and the fucking Sacramento Kings took the LA Clippers. Which means that the Warriors are currently in the eight playoff spot in the West... and will hold onto it if they beat the Mavs (or if the Clippers lose to the Phoenix Suns. Again.). Now, the Mavs are the top-ranked team in the entire NBA. BUT. The barely-eighth-seed Warriors have thumped them repeatedly. Oh my GOD, y'all. The Warriors haven't been the playoffs in twelve years. They hold the active record for longest playoff drought in the league. I had all but given up hope. Oh my GOD.
eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
2007-04-05 07:43 am

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It is SNOWING. And the snow is sticking to the GROUND. WTF.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (BtVS cheeseman nonsense)
2007-02-22 07:45 am

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From our official, National-Weather-Service issued, Hazardous Weather Outlook form:

"... A MIXED BAG OF PRECIPITATION IS POSSIBLE ON SUNDAY AND MONDAY."

Ah, those mixed bags of precipitation. WTF, National Weather Service?
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (FF + Dinosaur comics = best icon ever)
2007-02-21 10:27 am

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Okay. So. It's supposed to get up to 35+ today, and it hit 41 yesterday. But it was freezing last night.

What does that mean? Well, mostly it means that I wrenched my back and my ankle not-falling-down on my nextdoor neighbor's sidewalk. Which is covered in black ice. Apparently they don't sand or salt or anything. PAH.

Fortunately, it is a Wednesday, and I don't carry my laptop to campus on Wednesdays, so all I have to worry about is twisting an ankle or beating up my Turkish textbook. But it is supposed to be like this again tomorrow, pah.

On the other hand, high near thirty-six. I'm not wearing a sweater! Or long underwear! Or wool socks! Or a scarf and a hat and gloves! And it's only twenty-eight right now. Heaven knows what thirty-six will feel like. Heaven, I imagine. I'll get a smoothie because I'll be so overheated.

***

I hope to go the the Philadelphia Flower Show the weekend before spring break, btw, which should be the weekend of the ninth. Perhaps I will see some of y'all there? Student tickets at the door are a mere $15.
eruthros: closeup on apples, text "fruit porn" (fruit porn - apples)
2006-09-24 06:57 pm

Words, words, words

Query: things can bode well, or bode ill. Can they just bode? My dictionary is unclear on this subject. Obviously one doesn't need ill or well with an object (e.g. boding long days), but what about without an object? My sense is yes; after all, one can have portents of unspecific kind.

The OED only has examples of it used with well or ill, or with a direct object. But they also don't show usage after 1870 on their date chart, so I think I can make my own rules. They also indicate that the use of "bode" as a noun, for presentment or portent, is archaic, and I use it in that meaning in speech as well, so I shall just dismiss the OED's interpretation entirely.

In any case, the weather here is boding. An orange-red-gray light, a whipping wind, and swiftly-moving clouds: something is happening.

***

Random food porn: Leonidas Chocolate is doing a 15th anniversary sale. All of their chocolate is retailing for $20/lb. In the states, even. Get thee hence and got a general assortment and appreciate the gianduja!
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (BtVS Tara avatar avatar)
2006-07-18 07:37 pm

Dear electricity, please come back

Woe. Power out. Need power! Need A/C! Instructions from Weather Gods (i.e. National Weather Service) are to remain inside with A/C or fan on. (Except also to avoid polluting.) It is 100 degrees outside. There is no breeze.

[livejournal.com profile] m_shell: I feel like it's one of those cannibal movies, you know. First guy: it's really quiet. Second guy: too quiet.

Yes, the air conditioning units have been silenced for blocks. And it's so hot that no one is outside, so there's no street noise. Dead. Quiet.

Ooooh, there it is again. Beautiful electricity. *pets*
eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
2006-07-14 11:57 am

Unhealthy for sensitive groups.

Something I will not miss about Philadelphia: being basically instructed to avoid moving around outdoors, as it is "unhealthy for sensitive groups." I mean, I would feel free to ignore the recommendation, if it weren't for the fact that walking three blocks at even a plodding pace makes me wheeze. The combination of the heat, the humidity, and the high particle pollution feels like physical pressure against my chest, like I'm weighted down. I enjoy walking. I like to meander along the Kelly Drive walking path, past all the ridiculous public art and the museum and the boathouses and the bridges, and then walk the couple extra miles to go grocery shopping downtown. It irritates me that this would be unpleasantly sticky (the heat) and unpleasantly asthma-attack-inducing (the pollution). I could deal with just unpleasantly sticky; Ithaca was unpleasantly sticky when I walked my eight miles to various apartments. But the inability to breathe slows me down rather a lot.

Philadelphia can't really decide how to deal with high-pollution days, though. In the Bay Area, they do Spare the Air and bribe everyone into taking public transit by making it all free. Here, they tell us that we should bike or take public transit to work, but also that we should avoid exercise or being outdoors too much because of the heat, and they don't seem to see the conflict there. (They also tell us to turn our a/c units down or off, to reduce the pollution. And then they say that we should spend time in a cool, well-ventilated, air-conditioned area, to reduce the risk of heat prostration. Um. Yes. I'll get on that, as soon as I can figure out how.)

I told [livejournal.com profile] m_shell the other day that we'd hit the first of several days of "unhealthy for sensitive groups" warnings, and she said "Philadelphia is unhealthy for sensitive groups."
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (BtVS Tara avatar avatar)
2006-05-31 10:04 pm

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The good:

1. My folks are in Philadelphia! They are visiting for a conference, but they've got some free time and will be touristing around a bit.

2. Bartram's Garden on the Schuylkill. Bartram's Garden is the oldest (extant) botanical garden in the U.S., and, although it is very small, rather a lot of fun. Plus it's right on the river; John Bartram traveled by boat, so the house and gardens face the dock. Bartram's Garden is also the location of the Franklin tree, which the Bartrams saved from extinction, and of the oldest known gingko tree in the country. And it is free. And you can sit by the water. Altogether yay.

3. [livejournal.com profile] m_shell, who is the best girlfriend ever, brought me a chocolate cheesecake brownie from Metropolitan Bakery. Incredibly good stuff, that.

The bad:
1. Headache undefeated by painkillers.

2. Hot. World = too hot.

3. Problems with plumbing AGAIN. Toilet running AGAIN. Have to call landlord to call stupid handyman AGAIN. Maybe this time it will actually be fixed for good. (Ha.)

The ugly:

1. Very bad case of contact dermatitis on hands, and I don't know what new and different thing I've decided to be allergic to now. (Not that it would make a difference; I'm avoiding everything until it goes away, and it wouldn't go away any faster if I worked out that it was the hand soap in the bathroom versus the new sponges in the kitchen.) It's itchy and hot and makes my hands look alien and swollen and awful. As I told [livejournal.com profile] m_shell, if my hands are going to look like somebody else's hands, they could at least make the somebody else itch instead of me.
eruthros: Yoda in Dagobah swamp, caption "slimy? mudhole? my fandom this is!" (SW - slimy mudhole fandom)
2006-05-27 08:14 pm

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It's starting to be the kind of weather that makes me think longingly of air conditioning. And want to eat nothing but cold pasta salad and ice cream. (Not together.) We recently received a birthday package from [livejournal.com profile] sineala and [livejournal.com profile] lysimache, and in it we found Herrells chocolate-almond sauce. I could eat this stuff forever; we're going to have to get more vanilla ice cream.

Dear Philadelphia: upper seventies at the most, okay? or at least a strong breeze? no love, [livejournal.com profile] eruthros

*

This morning, while the rice pudding was baking, we finally hauled all the bags of books up from the car and sorted them out. This is always the astonishing part of the BookExpo process, as you attempt to remember when (or why) you picked up some of the books you find in the bag. Or the tschotchkes - why do we have two t-shirts that say "in space, no one can hear you read?" and what are they advertising?

In any case, expect a post on the subject of "um, somehow we seem to have picked up three copies of the Dave Barry book" and "we got this signed to you but we don't remember your address" soon.

I have to highlight one particular inscribed book here, though, even though we don't have extra copies of it. It's Broken Trail, which I've been calling "the ni hao book." Yes, that's right: I smiled politely at Alan Geoffrion and asked him if he would sign a copy to my friend [livejournal.com profile] joie_de_livre, a librarian in the Bay Area. I did not mention that I wanted a copy for her because she had come up with the best summary imaginable for his book. I thought it might be rude, given... well:

The publicist's summary: A hardened old rancher crosses paths with five Chinese women being forced into prostitution.
[livejournal.com profile] joie_de_livre's take: "Ni hao, ni hao, ni hao, ni hao, ni hao, ni howdy!"

So, [livejournal.com profile] joie_de_livre, expect the ni hao book any day now!
eruthros: Drew Barrymore wearing just a tie and smiling at the camera (DB promo pic tie)
2006-04-03 10:17 pm

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So this morning I got down to the train station fifteen minutes early, as it is not only a Monday (weekly pass buyers!) but the first workday of the month (monthly pass buyers!). I had not, however, reckoned on the new station agent, who is still new enough that every time I see her I think "... wait, what, where's Cranky Old Dude?" And so there was a line to the back of the station when I got there, and I cut it right close -- all the ten-minute-early folks arrived at once, and the line soon snaked around the tiny box of a station building and out the door. And I wasn't panicked; I carry spare tickets in my wallet in case of emergencies, so I could have made the train if I really wanted to, and I can catch the next train and be only five minutes late, so I remained blithely tra-la and not tense as those around me built up huge storms of stress. And then the train bell rang, and it started pulling into the station, and I was three people back from the counter, but everyone in front of me bolted because they were afraid of missing the train and were apparently all idiots. And I needed to pay with a credit card, but it takes people a long time to get up the train stairs, so I hastily purchased my weekly pass and ran out the door with my pass in my hand and my bag still open, and up the stairs and onto the train and I even got a seat. So that is my Public Transit Story for the day. Expect more on Wednesday night or Thursday, when I will return from Stony Brook having experienced, for the first time, the Long Island Rail Road.

Also, [livejournal.com profile] friede needs to come back to Philadelphia stat. I mean, she's fun to talk to and all that, but also? She took our good weather with her! It is storming outside right now, and it might snow tomorrow night. SNOW. There is something wrong with the universe.
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2006-02-11 03:44 pm

I like lists.

1. I am a sheep! My johari window. Though I agree with folks who think that there are some key adjectives missing, there; I mean, where's practical, funny or anything indicating a sense of humor other than "silly," intense, sarcastic, and so on?

2. [redacted because about work]

3. Thursday I made an excellent apple-pear crostada, which I'm really proud of, because it ended up not just tasty but attractive -- I usually don't snag any points for presentation. Today we're doing cherry-ricotta muffins, which our recipe says should "taste like a muffin taking cheesecake lessons." Where's the bad there? Mollie Katzen's Sunlight Cafe rocks my baking world -- people critique it all the time for being "not the kind of breakfast people eat now," apparently implying that we should all just give up on breakfast except for a cup of bad coffee and a doughnut, but the muffins all keep really well in the fridge. And are nummy. (This is the source of our recipes for lemon-ginger-pear muffins, which kick ass, and for blueberry muffins, and ... actually, I don't think I've baked anything in months that didn't come from this cookbook, except for cookies.)

4. For Valentine's Day/end of examiness, I got [livejournal.com profile] m_shell some Charles Chocolates. Charles Chocolates rock so, so much. We were offered some for free at the last BEA -- hand-outs of a Don't Know Much About Wine sort of publisher. Anyway, the pate de fruits were kick-ass, and the chocolate bars fantabulous, and the chocolate almonds really, really good, and we just sort of hovered there for a while going "oh, the passionfruit one!" and so on. They are far above my normal chocolate price-range, but really good, and now I can say that the mojito heart with mint infusion and lime? Wow.

5. Snow. We may even get "thunder-snow." Fortunately, we have hot chocolate and lots of Netflix.