battlehamster has gone to a Larp this weekend, leaving Kheldar in charge of the house. It's probably good timing because I had to work late today and I'll have to go back into work on Sunday. As long as the building security guys remember to call me that is. If they don't then I'll have go in at Far Too Early O'Clock on Monday instead. There's some power work being done on the building so everything had to be switched off and unplugged before I left the office this evening - coffee machines, classroom kit, the entire server rack, eeeeverything.
I'm going to spend the rest of the weekend fretting until they call me and tell that the sparkies have finished and I can go and power everything back up again. We have a course starting on Monday that can't run without internet access so I'm really hoping that all the ISP and Corp team kit boots back up okay. On the plus side most of what's in the rack is less than a year old so shouldn't have died from shock just because it's been shut down.
Have to go back to work tomorrow.
Today is my last opportunity to do ALL the things I didn't do over the previous week. The sun is out, it's going to be hot (which I love) and I just made an omelet in my new ceramic fry pan.
I'm not beating myself up for not doing more - NO VACANCY, dammit. I didn't spend a lot of money, and what I did buy I needed, the pan, new pants, some socks, gifts for my friend. Last vacation in July I spent a fair bit of money between concerts and hotels plus I had the whole there's-something-wrong-with-my-boob-
I actually miss the structure of going to work every week. This morning it's already 9:30 and I'm just now eating breakfast. I have already started a load of laundry though, so that's something. Last night I cleaned the cat box area, to help me get started this morning on cleaning the room as a whole.
That was this morning. Now it's going on 3:30, I have 4% battery life left after watching Falling Skies while I cleaned. Have all 3 rooms done and only have to put back the furniture, LOL. Have to wait till the carpet dries, but since the air is on hopefully that will be before I need to go to bed.
( Rosh Hashanah )
It's genuinely disorienting to encounter all these spaces where I don't have to educate anyone or fight to be seen for who I am. Other people have already done that work, and leaders have clearly been receptive to it. (Rabbi Lippman is queer, but I don't assume that cis queer people will be welcoming to or understanding of trans people, especially nonbinary trans people.) I get to just show up and be a human being in human community. What an immense privilege. What a gift. Honestly, that might be the thing that gets me to stick with this—just the pure pleasure of being in a place where I didn't personally have to claw out a space for myself.
Josh met me and Kit in the park and we walked for a while (GMaps Pedometer says I walked 3.2 miles today, most of it pushing a heavy stroller with a heavy toddler; my feet and arms are very tired). I teased him that he should be glad I didn't make him meet the rabbi. But this is my thing, really. Maybe it's my latest three-month hobby. Maybe it'll be more than that. We'll see.
I considered seeing this tomorrow, but now I'll pass.
I guess I typically don't think very hard while viewing movies, because when I read the description of an egregious scene in the first Kingsmen movie, which I enjoyed as a whole and understood to be more or less a send-up of the Bond movies, my response is, "Well, that was unnecessary," but at the time while viewing the movie, I gave it a pass and probably thought it was funny or maybe even took it as the director intended. http://www.telegraph.co.uk/films/0/sex-
Perhaps that is also decades of male conditioning - that women are often objects for male pleasure or, as the article states, a prize for a man's achievements, that's just how it is, so have another.
I guess I need to be a better "bloody feminist."
So was that meant to be a cliche-filled thinly written action flick? I felt like it was fight fight fight something the force oh look space fight fight fight quips robots pew pew fight. It looks like reviews were generally good so I guess it's just me.
I am much more of a Star Trek person although I LOVED Return of the Jedi and have seen most of the Star Wars films and in high school I wrote fanfic set on the Wookie planet. The Wookies were my favorites. I would watch a whole Wookie movie. It is probably the closest I get to furry interests.
It was nice to see Diego Luna.
the animation on some episodes is messed up due to the fact that they sent stuff to japan.
j. michael straczynski wrote a lot of episodes. including what many consider the worst/weirdest episode about a man that lives near a chicken restaurant, is driven mad by the smell & then summons a demon to rid the world of chickens.
my brother said the imdb.com trivia said the producers were concerned with his mental health after reading the script. but like my brother said: "who's crazier, the guy who wrote it? or the people who approved it?"
david gerrold (writer of the star trek: tos episode the trouble with tribbles) wrote an episode. interestingly enough the one he wrote deals with the trouble a creature that multiplies can cause.
there was no pilot, not really. the "pilot" was animated music video of the characters, more or less how they ended up looking on the show, set to the ghostbusters theme song. the full lenght too, not the shorter one used for the opening of the animated series.
* i feel this should be the subtitle of the 1984 movie. that thing that come out last year should not share the same name, IMHO. instead of a re-boot they should of did a continuation. one of the women wins a mega-jackpot lottery, buys a ghostbusters franchise, maybe in los angeles, & they go from there. the guys could of done cameos as their character, except for harold ramis (r.i.p) & then gone on that way
Since yesterday was a bust, I needed some retail therapy.
No not really. I just needed to buy shit.
I had to stop at the vet clinic and pick up a refill of Murrlin's blood pressure meds. I learned that Maria, the receptionist I love, is moving out of state because her husband got a new job. Bummer. She's always such a cheery person, as evidenced when she said she's looking forward to the move, which is closer to St. Louis, the O'Fallon area. A lot of people would be dreading such a thing, but not Maria. Will miss her greatly. I hope they continue to have competent receptionists. It's a complicated field.
I found a recipe for persimmon fudge online yesterday and needed to get marshmallow cream and condensed milk for it. At Aldi's I realized I didn't remember how much cream I needed so I had to get 2. And I hope I have vanilla because I forgot that too. I didn't get nuts, but I'd like to make it without the walnuts first time around to see if it's worth spending nearly $6 on the nuts.
The other day I discovered one of my favorite pair of jeans is getting threadbare in the crotch. They ALL do eventually. Since I climb ladders and am fairly active at work I don't want to take the chance on ripping a hole in the nether region of my pants, so I went to Kohl's for a new pair, hoping to find the same style.
I must have been fooling myself. These pants are less than 1 year old and do you think they have the exact same style still? No, of course not, you silly goose. Thus began the try-on-every-pair-in-my-size-to-find-
First I had to do the try-to-find-one-in-my-size search. I wanted to try on a 4, but I need "short." Were there ANY 4's in "short?" Of course not. And the so-called medium must be meant for those with legs like giraffes. My whole foot would still be concealed in those.
I finally found 3 pairs in size 6 "short." In the dressing room I discovered one pair DID NOT EVEN ZIP IN THE FRONT. Nor in the back, nor anywhere. They were "slip-on" jeans. WTF??? That is a thing now? Who in size 6 has the body for that? If I bend over, I'm flashing crack, people! And no, they were not "jeggings," they were blue jeans, they had pockets, but there weren't even belt loops. I ripped those suckers off. Bad enough I forgot to put a belt on today and had to hike my zippered jeans up every time I got out of the car.
Of course the most expensive pair were the pair which fit the best. These ripped-in-the-thigh-look jeans were $48, on sale for $39.99. I don't understand how the same manufacturer can have different styles of jeans in the same size and they fit so differently. I am partial to Lee's because they fit really well, when they fit, so I tried on a pair of 6 "short" Levis (took me a bit to find those too) but they were like a size 8 on me. I'm sticking with Lee and yes, paying $40. I have to be comfortable in my pants. This is why my closet is full of jeans which I now only wear at home because between losing 10 pounds since last winter and body fat shifting to my gut, I have so many pair which gap in the waist or are too tight in the waist, but gap in the butt or the thigh now, plus skinny jeans are really in and I have always liked that style better, so anything bootcut looks like mom-jeans to me. I might be over 50, but I'm not a mom. I don't need big-in-the-butt nor highwaisted pants. I think there's only 1 lady on a TV show that wears those now anyway. Someone should tell Kohl's that.
Did you know high-waisted is a style again????? Especially in shorts. Whoever decided that did not live through the '80s.
I think it's safe to say that every woman of every size (because I guarantee you the men don't have this much trouble or styles to choose from, they'd never tolerate it) now has a bitch of a time finding pants that fit. There is no standard of numbered size any more. There might as well just be small, medium, large, XL, 2X, 3X, etc. There are so many different descriptions of style that are not really a style but a "fit." The jeans I bought (for $40, the most I've EVER paid for pants that weren't for a special occasion) are "part jean, part dream" (huh?), "skinny leg," "modern series," midrise fit skinny," "close in the seat and thigh." Those are ALL terms used on the tags and inside the waist band to describe these pants!!
When all I really wanted were jeans-that-fit....
I found some socks to get me my $10 Kohl's cash, but what the heck I'm going to spend it on next week I have no idea because I didn't like any of the plaid flannel shirt patterns they had, and the colors I did like were only in the plus sizes (nice selection for the plus sized ladies, just FYI) which was the only other thing I wanted while I was there. All the other tops they had were so thin. I believe in climate change, but it's not going to be that warm this winter.
Last but not least, did you know that Lowe's doesn't carry colored duct tape? Even Wal-Mart carries colored duct tape, but they were out of the color I wanted.
All-in-all it was a good trip. I managed to make it through Kohl's AND TJ Maxx's checkouts without buying some chocolate or chips or whatever else they cram the register areas full of now. I did get me a $3 bottle of pinot grigio at Aldi's though ;)
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Not even sure what happened today. I felt like I needed a nap from the moment I got up, so I didn't do anything productive all morning. That I'll blame on low iron from my heavy period that started Sunday, something else no one tells you about peri-menopause. Then this afternoon I began having excruciating upper stomach cramps, like legit muscle cramps but up under my ribs. I looked up diaphragm cramps and got nowhere and various other versions of same. I took some Gas-X type stuff, thinking it was gas cramps, but they would not go away. I couldn't stand up straight, it was like a charlie horse in my gut! Hurt like hell, but it didn't feel like anything I needed to get myself to a hospital for, no shortness of breath, just these god-awful cramps like some muscle trying to twist itself. Lasted over an hour. I drank some water because if it's gall bladder related, that's supposed to help. I searched some more - damn, people ask the craziest shit on those medical answer sites - and came across stomach cramps being caused by certain foods and one of them listed was popcorn. I had eaten at least 2 cups, if not 3, of white cheddar popcorn earlier in the afternoon, as I didn't have lunch and by 2PM was hungry. Who knew?
So no more of that! I laid down and after a good belch (which I'd been doing off and on without relief) finally felt better, so I don't really know what the hell, but at least I'm not sore. It hurt so much like a muscle cramp I was afraid I was going to feel like I'd done 50 sit-ups when it was over.
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Today it was not so great for Kheldar. I woke up about 45 minutes early and he got to hop into the space between me and the edge of the bed and have a good wash and go to sleep and then... then my alarm went off.
I got out of bed, trying not to tip him off the duvet on the way, and turned the alarm off. Meanwhile Kheldar's Loud Noise Threat Assessment System attempted to wake the rest of the cat up. What mostly happened was a thud as he hit the floor and then nothing. I looked down. Kheldar's head tipped up so that his eyes could look at me. His eyes were open but I don't think he was really seeing anything. He'd frozen in place with one hind leg off the floor and one front leg off the floor because loud noise had now stopped and his body didn't know what it was supposed to be doing any more and most of him was still asleep anyway.
So I picked him up and put him back on the duvet and he kind of fell over sideways into a cat cushion and went straight back to sleep. He'd clearly had a busy night and I thought at least one of us should get the opportunity of some more sleep.
He's still mildly disgruntled about the whole business this evening.
The Paper Menagerie by Ken Liu
It's available for free online here. A really affecting story. What made it for me where the small details, like the water buffalo wanting to wallow and jumping into the soy sauce.
What I’m Reading Now
The Lost World by Arthur Conan Doyle
I really like Doyle's Sherlock Holmes stories, so I picked this up at a book flea market. I'm not very far in yet. I'm currently at the point where professor Challenger invites the protagonist back into his house after having bodily thrown him out a moment before. He's certainly a memorable character. I loved the interaction with his wife.
What I Plan to Read Next
Probably This Census-Taker by China Mieville since it needs to go back to the library soon.
I steam cleaned my living room carpet yesterday with my new steam cleaner. The old one (at least 10 yrs) broke earlier this year so I've put off getting a new one (and carpet cleaning) all summer. One room down, 3 to go, if I do them all, but the cat room just needs a good vacuuming unless I find puke spots under the papasan chair.
This may not seem like a big deal to others, but it is to me. I put off things like nobody's business. I usually do my carpet steam clean once in the spring and once in the fall. So yeah, a house with 3 cats and I haven't steam cleaned my carpet since last fall. I had been spot cleaning the messes, but then the cleaner broke, so it's just dry them up with a paper towel. Those of you with pets know what I mean.
I also cleaned my kitchen counters yesterday because there was a spier by the sink and in order to kill it, I had to take everything off, so I was like, what the hell? That's what it takes for me to clean something. I need the help of spiders. At least they're good for something.
Boehmeria cylindrica clearly reproduces successfully, so i want to get rid of it in a number of places where it is "weedy." On the other hand, it is native, so i should find some place(s) for it to thrive. I see one resource claims it prefers sandy or loamy soil: i wonder if there's actually loam in the places it is growing. I generally assume everything is clay.
So, in the first area of work there was the manual pulling out. The stilt grass is about a meter high, and heaven only knows what has made a home in the thick stands. I've not seen any snakes yet, but spiders and toads and bright green leafhoppers seem disrupted. I found one milkweed growing in the stand, Asclepias variegata (White milkweed) or A syriaca (common milkweed): that was delightful! And i found a good number my current favorite little plants: moonworts (or grapeferns). These have a single frond, and then a spore bearing structure lifted like a flag above the solar panel that is the leaf. This 2014 literature review describes them as rare but (at least) one species is definitely common here. I believe i've had success transplanting them, despite comments about them being challenging. I take that to mean that the interdependence with fungi is supported over the small distances in which i have moved them. Transplanting to potting soil would likely be bad.
I also rediscovered one of the colonies of Goodyera pubescens (rattlesnake orchid). It too is usually accompanied by the warning against transplanting because of the mycorrhizal interactions: i may try moving some to some places i feel i can more easily protect from trampling over time.
Later in the day i used the sling blade and the weed whacker and the lawn mower. The mower can deal with the tall stands, but i don't want to hit hidden stumps, any more than i already do. The weed whacker gets the grass all tangled in the drive: it's not a particularly good tool on the tall stands.
I grew a little disappointed in the lawn mower repair. I don't think the mechanism for raising and lowering works the way it is supposed to: it's as if the front is now at a fixed height. The lawn mower repair process was so distressing for Christine, i don't want to bring it up. But, fie, it was useful to have the great range in height.
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Sunday began with me breaking the stylus on my phone. The version of the Galaxy Note i have was reported to have a stylus issue in that if you inserted it in the storage bit backwards, it would jam and there was little that could be done. Now i understand: while one can pull out the stylus, the little springy top, like the "clicker" on a retractable ball point, breaks off and jams in, disrupting whatever signal the phone has to turn on the pen functioning. I am glad that the new note has been released but i believe it is a bit larger than this phone - so my nice case wouldn't be used. And we bought this phone outright. After spending some time thinking about it, i decided that i am ok giving up the stylus and just using the phone as any other phone for a while longer. All the critical phone functionality still works, and i can always take a pad of paper outside with me.
If i were doing real field work, i would have a reason to spend the money on a new phone, i don't really now.
And there's also the question of the iPad, which has superior drawing applications, and whether i really need a second digital pad (that's smaller and lighter and "always" with me, sigh).
I worked myself up into other dithers on Sunday morning as well. Things i hadn't done for Meeting, baking for meeting for business potluck with a recipe that i hadn't used before, realizing i hadn't really left time for the longer than expected baking time, discovering i didn't quite have the right quantities of ingredients, running late....
I indulged myself the rest of the day after Meeting, going to a historical society presentation (the president is a member of Meeting as well) and reading a novel (a Maisy Dobbs mystery). I finished the book after dark and needed to take Carrie for her walk, so i went into Pittsboro and walked her on the streetlamp lit sidewalks. I think Carrie was delighted with the novelty, and i enjoyed it too. It will be agreeable to walk there this winter.
Monday was a long work day, mainly meetings. We had the first visit of the young woman we have hired to clean our bathrooms. She's incredibly professional, and someday she'll finish her vet school training and will take her professionalism on to her own vet practice. Until then, i think we'll be delighted with her help.
1/2 cup buttermilk
1 3/4 cup sugar
2 large eggs
3 tbsp. flour
1 stick butter, melted
1 tsp vanilla
1 tsp nutmeg
Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Mix everything together until smooth and pour into unbaked 9" pie crust. Sprinkle top lightly with nutmeg.
Bake 15 minutes.
Reduce heat to 350 degrees and bake 45 minutes.
Cool to allow filling to set.
I thought it was very good. It reminded me of pumpkin pie. Probably because of the nutmeg. Everyone who had a piece thought it was quite good.
I will probably bake a couple of these for Thanksgiving.
1. Fullmetal Alchemist. Roy. I mean, Ed is huge fun to write, and so is Al when he gets his snark on, but Roy is my most reliable fic-fodder character, plotting creature that he is.
2. Prince of Tennis. Probably Yukimura, with Rikkai as a whole coming close second. They’re just so much fun to write about as a team; tasty dynamics everywhere, especially with the angst-lever to crack it all open.
3. Bleach. Hm. This one is actually a little difficult. I mean, in absolute terms, Rukia, but, again, mostly Rukia in relation to Ichigo and Orihime and Renji. Close second place is split by Byakyua and Hirako Shinji, despite the second’s late appearance.
4. Kuroko no Basuke. Kuroko, hands down, often in relation to Kagami, but also in relation to the other Miracle-idiots. No one can lay the straight-faced smackdown like Kuroko.
5. Angel Sanctuary. Mad Hatter, with Kira following close behind. I have a soft spot for complex motivation, in case that wasn’t obvious.
6. Naruto. Kakashi, closely followed by Sakura, albeit usually in the key of “omfg, move over and let me drive” given that canon gives them both a pretty raw deal, character-development-wise.
7. 07-Ghost. Frau. I also have a /huge/ soft spot for Teito and Ouka, and everything they might make of their world, but Frau is the most fun to play with.
8. Katekyou Hitman Reborn. Gokudera is entertainingly highstrung, but the more I dug into it, the more Squalo showed up with a bagful of plot and emotional porn.
9. GetBackers. Kazuki, especially in relation to Saizou, Toshiki, Sakura, and Juubei. Also with the emotional porn and fix-it urges.
10. Nirvana in Fire. Lin Shu/Mei Changsu, yes, all the way. A type, I can haz it, and it’s called Magnificent Bastards.
In conclusion, I clearly like the ones who smile politely all the while they’re getting a nice, iron grip on everything around them. Though also the ones whose central motivation is devotion.
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