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| 2008-10-07 23:34 |
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A Facebook friend's comment she left up on her page (and she's actually someone I didn't like in high school, but I friended her anyway):
(NAME) is "glad the debates is over...still can't stand Obama."
Exactly my point...
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[gakked from gerardbrennan ]
Tryst ~ Kenneth Mark Hoover
Tasi's Truth Lives In The Sea ~ Suzanna Kolevski
Stagehands ~ T.J. McIntyre
Lucinda ~ Gerard Brennan
To Stone ~ Shannon Page and Jay Lake
What Must Be Done ~ Gary McMahon
At The Edge Of Twilight, Melissa Remembers Flight ~ Michael Merriam
The Gazelle, The Witchboard And The Bohemian Grove ~ F.R.R. Mallory <-- THIS IS ME!!!
W00t!!! - I'm in there with some REALLY GREAT TALENT!!!
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| nayad |
| 2008-10-07 19:26 |
| 2008 Books #37: The Best Military Science Fiction of the 20th Century, ed. Harry Turtledove |
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Genre of book: Military science fiction, anthology
Grade: C+
I think the time of book reviews has ended, here in Nayadica: The Blog! But for those three of you who like to know what books I'm reading, I'll post notes so that you can at least get the titles and look them up, and so that I can keep track of what I've read. After this one, I'll probably wait and list a few at a time, with a grade for each.
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With the Republicans putting on ayers, you might be interested in hearing about the founder of the Alaskan Independence Party.
Thanx to irismoonlight.
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An appeal for help from Barak Obama's campaign manager, David Plouffe
"I was in North Carolina with Barack yesterday -- getting ready for tonight's debate -- and I took a break to record a short strategy update for you.
Yesterday, millions of Americans learned the details about John McCain, his political patron Charles Keating, and their role in the last major financial crisis and taxpayer-financed bailout of our time.
The truth makes it even clearer why a senior McCain adviser admitted to a reporter, "If we keep talking about the economic crisis, we're going to lose."
But it's not enough to merely inform voters -- we've got to turn them out to vote.
You can make a huge difference by making a short trip to a key battleground state where the race is neck-and-neck -- or by making phone calls to undecided voters in battleground states.
Watch our latest strategy update video and consider giving a day of your time to help turn out the vote in the crucial four days leading up to the election:
While we're focused on persuading and turning out voters, John McCain has given up talking about the issues that are central to this election -- especially the economy. Instead, he's running the most negative presidential campaign in modern history.
In the past few days, we've seen the beginning of a major offensive that McCain is about to launch, filled with distortions, personal attacks, and flat-out lies about Barack.
But you can help fight back by getting involved at the grassroots level -- knocking on doors, making phone calls, and talking to undecided voters about what really matters in this election.
Commit at least one day to make sure Barack gets the votes we need to win:
http://my.barackobama.com/giveadayvideo
Thanks for everything you're doing,
David
David Plouffe
Campaign Manager
Obama for America
P.S. -- Don't forget to tune in to the debate tonight at 9:00 p.m. Eastern. And make sure your friends and family watch Barack talk about the change we need in this country.
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Current stats:
Words: 3,797.
Total words: 16,670.
Reason for stopping: chapter five is closed and done.
Music: mostly salsa music, actually.
Lilly: sacked out on the bed.
I've managed to break fifty pages (and then some -- the book is currently at sixty-one pages), introduce pretty much all my major characters and supporting family members, work in several scenes involving hyperactive religious mice, and drop Verity off several buildings. (This statement is not really a spoiler, as dropping Verity off buildings is currently one of my favorite occupations. It's soothing.)
My mother thinks this series may be the best thing I've ever come up with. I blame this on the fact that she's a huge fan of several reality-based dance competitions, and I use a reality-based dance competition in the series. (Book five is actually set at a reunion of the cast from Verity's year. Yeah, it's already acquired a book five. Don't look at me like that.)
Next up, I start beating people about the head and shoulders with plot, and probably throw Verity off a few more buildings. Life is good.
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The fascinating thing about the speed at which I tend to work is the way that I always feel like I'm not getting anything done. To quote Amy, "Even though Superman can move super-fast, time feels the same for him as it does for everybody else." So while my idea of a 'slow day' may look like some other people's idea of 'so productive I wouldn't be able to move for a week,' the agonies of feeling like I've been goofing off are just as severe for me as they are for everybody else.
I get scolded for this periodically, since I tend to get frustrated and whine. Another friend likened it to that lady who only needs to lose five pounds, yet complains every time she accidentally ingests a calorie. To which I can only note that those five pounds may mark the end of a two hundred pound journey. I'm as fast as I am because I've always ridden myself to move faster, move cleaner, and get more done.
Watching other people at work is truly a fascinating thing for me, because they're chasing the same end through methods which are, quite often, entirely foreign. This is also why I say that there's no 'one true way' to write, beyond the part where all writing eventually needs to involve putting words on paper. (Although even that's questionable, since I know people who've composed and memorized stories and poetry without every writing anything down. If they perform it the same way every time, isn't it still something they wrote? Oral tradition and the rise of podcasting as a method of getting stories out there are changing 'wrote' to mean more than just the act of physically recording words on a page.)
Lilly is ecstatic about the fact that I'm writing again; she feels that my adoration of the strange clicky-box is paid for by the fact that when I'm adoring it, I tend to sit still for long periods of time, thus giving myself ample time to pet the cat. I think she senses that the ailing health of my older feline means something, but hasn't yet put together the connection between 'Nyssa isn't doing well' and 'Mommy keeps looking at pictures of Siamese kittens on the clicky-box screen.'
Won't she be surprised? And, as a secondary question, how does writing work for you?
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| ebenstone |
| 2008-10-07 17:02 |
| So, Paper Bags Anyone |
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"I thought," he said, "that if the world was going to end we were meant to lie down or put a paper bag over our head or something."
So after seeing what's happened to the stock market after the "bailout" I wonder if Douglas Adams was giving us good advice.
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So, I'm usually pretty happy with the work of the Gapers Block writers and contributors. However, today, Andrew Huff (EDITOR AND PUBLISHER of GB, no less) kinda ticked me off:
1) His "writeup" of the Neil Gaiman reading was not really a writeup but more of "Yeah, we couldn't be bothered to tell you about this before it happened so here's a link to the video of what you missed". Seriously, why bother? Why didn't Gapers Block give notice of the event beforehand and THEN link to the video after the reading? This was a pathetic post by GB.
2) He got the date wrong: the reading was on Thursday, not Friday.
3) Mr. Gaiman had the reading at the Tivoli Theater, the perfect venue for the reading BTW, not at Anderson's Bookstore. Anderson's was the sponsor of the event.
4) And his link for The Graveyard Book goes nowhere.
This is part of my "If you can't do it well, don't do it at all series", Mr. Huff. You've been put on notice.
PS - To Peoples Gas - F**K YOU for TRIPLING my monthly gas bill!! And that's on the budget plan!! Unbelievable money grubbing, corrupt monopoly.
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I was whingingcomplainingcommenting to jimhines about having trouble with the current WIP. He has his mantras to get him past tough spots. They're good ones. I use ones much like them. But...
I'd forgotten about another trick I had learned from Anne Lamott's book Bird by Bird. It's called the one-inch picture frame. You use it when you can't seem to get past a particular scene, especially when the scene has clarified itself in your mind.
So you pretend you are viewing it through a one-inch picture frame. Think about one small piece from that scene—one object, one emotion, one small moment from what must happen. And you describe it without worrying about what comes next. Bit by bit, you work your way through the scene, one inch at a time, always with your focus drawn in tight, so you don't get distracted by too many decisions.
It doesn't work for all writers, or for all parts of a project. But it's a handy tool, and I'm glad I remembered it.
Speaking of scenes, here's a snippet from the new novel:
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| maryread |
| 2008-10-07 14:58 |
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1. The APT production of Midsummer Night's Dream that we saw in the last performance of the season on Sunday is the best -- most interesting, deepest, most hilarious -- production of that play I have ever seen. And I've seen it more than a few times, going back forty-odd years.
2. The Open Studio was pleasant enough that I am not going to pack everything away again right off. The display looks great, and now I have the drawing board in the garage, the light is wonderful, and I feel like an old tenth-century calligrapher huddled in an open cloister. Instead I am going to borrow Marcia's "Artist Garage Sale" signs, and have gotten a milkhouse heater from Mr S, and plan to have a little garage sale kind of thingy some Friday and or Saturday this month. Maybe someone will stop by, and if not, I still have to be there while I have signs posted. Maybe even working.
3. Oh yes, and I have to order slide projector lamps online, although they are not available locally. Someone already used the extra one hidden in the remote control compartment, so my most excellent slide show (three carousels) only worked for the first half day. In fact I am going to order two, or maybe four, because the old-school technology delights me, and all you need to make it work is an electrical outlet, presto.
4. Mr S is off this afternoon to Nature Conservancy fireman training, into the evening, while I am making chili out of four kinds of leftovers and things from the freezer.
5. Thank the powers that be, NCIS is on tonight, so routine is not destroyed; and then we must exercise our capacity for finding amusement in the unlikely forum of political debate. It has occurred to me several times in the last week that certain of my friends or Mr S' friends may very well be of a Republican persuasion. I am quite sure this is no good reason to destroy a friendship. At least Mr S and I are more or less in agreement -- I don't know how a marriage could survive that, although I know couples who do.
6. In fact I was struck by the Onion's observation that 60,000 Americans are not on speaking terms with another 60,000 Americans, and neither side thinks the other entirely in their right minds. So political discourse seems an unlikely place to find any common sanity. It is however rife with drama, with comedy, and with tragedy.
7. Starting tomorrow I have signed up for an earlier yoga class, the Continuing class, now that I've taken Beginning half a dozen times at least. So I'm going to have to start getting up earlier in the morning. At least I've been sleeping ten hours a day or thereabouts, although not at the customary times.
8. Wondering where that scrapbook my grandma made for me has got to, now that I am working on manuscript painted books concerning my world, and welcome to it.
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Over at Jennifer Jackson's blog (arcaedia ), she's got a very interesting post (which links to a very interesting post) about the AgentQuest. The hunt for the Wild Agent.
This has been on my mind lately. The outline's almost done (heaven help me, the Outline That Never Ends is almost done). Once I get that hammered out, the book will flow quickly, I expect. It usually does. My outlines are complete enough to practically be first drafts. My own AgentQuest just isn't that far away.
It makes me want to scream like a girl and hide under my desk.
I'm sure that someday, I'll go on about the imbalance of power, the whole "if no doesn't mean I suck, why do I feel like I suck?" bit, and whatnot. But for today, I'm going to ramble on about what I'm finding important in prospective agents, and why.
1. A website
I don't think most agencies need these to drum up traffic. They've probably got plenty on their hands to do, and those manuscripts will drop on their heads whether or not they have one. But a good website tells me they care about how they present themselves to the world. It also says, "I care enough about prospective clients to give them a place to find information about me and what I want."
I've already decided against submitting to one agency because their website was a terror. Impossible to navigate, no good information, and it didn't even look that great. I know that most agencies hire someone to do their site for them, but if you can't accomplish a good website, my confidence in what you will do with my words drops.
2. A blog
A blog tells me that an agent can communicate. Not only that she can, but that she wants to. She wants to be heard, even if it's just talking about what she made for dinner. She wants to reach out, and she embraces the modern ways to do it. She wants us to know who she is.
It also says, I think, that the agent wants to be part of the community. It's a way of reaching out to writers. I stalk a number of agents online, and I save off the clips of what they say for later use. That way, when I go to write a query, I know what each one wants. I remember little things they've said, pieces about what makes them nuts or catches their eye. They care to not only disseminate information to the writing masses, but they care to help us.
(And yes, I did mean stalk. Sometimes, I feel like a voyeur. "Jennifer Jackson had a bagel for breakfast on August 3! Write it down and mention bagels in your query letter!")
3. E-queries
The time of the trip to the post office should be long over. I want an agent that happily accepts things in e-mail. I don't want to use up paper, damage the environment, or buy postage. Not when there's a clean, easy way to do it now.
I do most of my business online. I spend my day at the computer already. I want an agent that does his business online, too. When I envision getting "The Call", I see an e-mail in my inbox saying, "Loved your story. Happy to represent you."
4. A good attitude
This encompasses a lot of things. I want an approachable agent that I can go to with questions. Consequently, I want an agent that's happy to answer questions. I want one that wants to bridge the power gap between the writer and the agent, one who realizes that sure, they've got the power of "yes", but without the writer, they haven't got a business. One that says "thank you for sending me your stuff" and means it.
This also means I want one who's happy to be in the business, and is passionate about building careers. I don't want one that sees my book as another source of revenue. I want one that sees me as a chance to build something great. I want an architect.
And one with a sense of humor.
5. Vision
This goes with my "architect" comment. I want an agent with a vision. One who listens to what I have to say, what I think I want, what I dream about, and then says, "Hey, here's what I see, here's what I know, and I hear what you've told me. Here's how I think we ought to put it all together to build our Fortress of Worditude."
I've got lots of wants, and hopes, and dreams. And I'm also aware that not all of them are realistic, or a good idea. I want someone who can tell me that, and why they aren't, so that I understand and dream better in the future. And then I want that someone to show me a better way, taking my input into account as he or she does so.
6. Editorial Support
I don't think anyone squees and runs around, flailing their arms and shouting, "Hooray! Edits! Someone ripped my work to little pieces and wants me to put it back together again!" But we need it. I need it. Edits may hurt, and I may cuss the air neon blue when I see them (and call the agent, editor, and all their mothers horrible names), but I want them.
Maybe I'm a masochist. But I'm in this to be the best I can be. And that means edits. I want an agent that can capably offer them to me.
7. A clue
I don't necessarily want the agent with the very most experience ever. I'm happy to find a new agent that has the other qualities I want. But whoever I find has to have a clue. They have to know what the heck they're talking about. And if they don't, they have to be willing to go find out.
8. Says "yes"
Yeah, yeah. I know. It's pitiful. But sometimes, as I think about the whole process, I figure I'd just be happy with an agent that said they wanted to represent me. And I know better. But...hey, you know, there it is. And I don't think any writer in the world hasn't had that same thought.
So there it is. These are the things I've come up with (so far) that I want. Interestingly, Jennifer Jackson is among the agents I have at the top of my list. I'm glad to see she's thinking about it, too.
Maybe I shouldn't have admitted to stalking her though. Hm.
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Called the local parent information service to see if there was anything for SAHM’s needing to re-enter the workplace. It’s a big city, I was hoping there was some programs to help guide me in a practical way to juggle the work and mom stuff in this situation, maybe even find funding to return to school…
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A big ceramic cup! Unfussy wifi! Quiet environs! Tables and outlets galore!
This morning's coffee joint audition of Filter in North Park went very well.
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HBO Family...right now....Star Trek II: The Wrath of Kahn....
Oh, what 80s goodness....
Ricardo Montalbano's chestplate
Kirstie Alley when she was still hot...and not just in the Vulcan way!
Those cool Starfleet away team parkas!
Kahn's uber-80s pretty boy lieutenant.
The kid from "Escape From Witch Mountain" getting his face blowed up!
And then there's this:
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I don't have glare-prevention on my glasses, so generally take them off for photos. But this is what I generally look like...
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I needed a new author photo for DESAYUNO EN LA CAMA, so my friend Nieves Guerra took one for me this afternoon (just before it rained). This is the one we kept.
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| aimeempayne |
| 2008-10-07 12:23 |
| Birthday! Take a ch-ch-ch-chance! |
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Will wrote me a story for my birthday that contains murderous accordion players, and the word "thutch." Really, does it get any better than that?
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A few pix from our recent expedition to the Outer Banks...
River and me splashin' in the sound. It was her first time at the ocean and she took to it, well...like a Lab to water. We chased each other, dodging cannonball jellyfish and aggravated crabs. (And humans who were seining for baitfish).
My favorite bookstore on earth, Manteo Booksellers.
Senor Book, the latest Guardian of Manteo Booksellers. A true rapscallion of a tom.
The rest of the pix are far less interesting--bear tracks (and poop), roadkill carcasses, etc.
We saw many fascinating things that we couldn't get shots of--needlefish, a puppy drum, a snail kite, and a bald eagle on the way home.
Much-needed mini-vacay. Now, it's time to get back in the saddle.
Hope everyone is having a great week!
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It could be worse around here, this morning.
When Poppy-the-cat jumped onto my writing desk, she could have knocked my tea diffuser-mug onto the pair of my walking shoes, sending soggy tea leaves deep into the toes of *both* my shoes. She could have knocked over the diffuser when it was filled with boiling water, instead of just with the dregs of tea leaves. She could have been so startled by the results of her leap that she knocked over *all* the papers on my desk, instead of just one stack of books waiting to be signed.
I could be much worse around here, this morning. But I'm going to have to get more tea, to fortify myself against how bad it's already been...
Mindy, who absolutely, positively will not finish writing today until a draft of Chapter One of the New-and-Improved-Super-Secret-Project is complete
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I wouldn't agree with that at all. How many of us are stunned at the intense poetry of women like Stacyann Chin, or swept away by poets like Maya Angelou? They have touring poetry slam artists that go around the country, and amazing poetry magazines and online zines that are very popular. I think being it's easier for peots to be heard in this day and age, many more venues, there is much more good (and not so good) poetry avaliable.
( Examples of why I love these women! )
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Here's my schedule for this weekend at Gaylaxicon:
"The YA (Young Adult) Boom"
Saturday, 2:00 PM
Victoria Janssen, Steve Berman, RR Angell
"Is Sex A Viable Plot?"
Saturday, 10:00 PM
Victoria Janssen, Cecilia Tan, Nathan James, Catherine Lundoff
"How To Break In"
Sunday, 10:00 AM
Victoria Janssen, Joshua Bilmes, Lee Martindale
"Erotica In The Genre"
Sunday, 11:00 AM
Victoria Janssen, Geoff Ryman, Rebecca Ore
"Romancing the Genre"
Sunday, 3:00 PM
Joshua Bilmes, Victoria Janssen, Therese Szymanski, Anne Harris
Reading: Cecilia Tan, Victoria Janssen
Saturday, 3:00 PM
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Bold the establishments you've been to. Underline your favorites. Strikethrough the ones you don't like, italicize any place I've never heard of.
( cut because I care )
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Every year, on the first Saturday in October, the little village of Idyllwild, in the San Jacinto Mountains of California, puts on an Art Walk/Wine Tasting event. It's a lot of fun to go to, and I've attended seven, counting by the glasses in my cupboard. You pay a fee – this year it was $25 – and you get a pretty wine glass which you carry up and down the road to the different galleries, gathering samples at each stop. A lot of very fine wineries based in Temecula come up to pour their wines, and there's always food, cheese and crackers and fruit, and usually live music too. This is where I first tasted Barefoot wines, a favorite of mine now. A trolley runs along the route if you need it. This year we were a party of six people and had five dogs along with us, and we couldn't have used it if we'd needed it (we didn't). One year, they had a horse-drawn trolley which was a great attraction for the children who'd come along with their parents.
I enjoy this event, and usually browse the galleries and craft stalls looking for unusual Christmas gifts. Idyllwild is an arts community, with a thriving culture of artists of many kinds, and an internationally known, private arts high school where I taught creative writing for several summer camps. Since I have a small cabin just outside Idyllwild, I often come up to the mountains during the year, but the Art event has to be one of the best occasions of the year.
Making this even more special was the fact that my oldest granddaughter had invited her just-found birth-father to meet the family and enjoy the village scene. I am so happy for her: this is something she's always longed to do, and he seems overjoyed to get to know the daughter he never knew he had. As if the wine itself wasn't enough, this was pretty heady stuff!
The only negative thing was that it rained, not hard at first, but enough to soak through my sweatshirt to my t-shirt. We had umbrellas, but they were in the car. The dogs put up with it just as we did, which is to say not without some complaining. I think that the weather must have affected the number of visitors because the crowd didn't seem as dense this time as in other years. That's not good for the artists and craftspeople. We bought three kinds of bread at a bakery and left a bit early to go down to my daughter's house at the foot of the mountains. There we were joined by another daughter and her family, eager to meet my granddaughter's “New Dad,” and we had a great barbecue (It wasn't raining down there, of course).
Now I have to find where in Long Beach I can get bottles of the port wine I fell in love with this time!
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| ceciliatan |
| 2008-10-07 00:52 |
| Tweets for Today |
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More writer blather about the erotic suspense romance I am writing:
Chapter one of MIND GAMES is done. Hooray! It clocked in at 4500 words, very close to my target.
My brain keeps wanting to take it in some very kinky directions, but my main character is very emotionally isolated and inexperienced with love and sex, so where it goes from here has to be believable. And just because I love BDSM doesn't mean it gets to creep into every book or story. Does it?
What I think is going to happen is some of the trappings of BDSM will show up later, but on the periphery. Meanwhile what will develop in her own relationships will turn out to be pretty kinky, but not in any conventional way or in any way recognizable as standard BDSM.
I think one of my major kinks is when lovers/characters make their own rules for how their relationship(s) work, when they don't fall into a conventional mold but make things work anyway because of their individual compatible needs/desires/hangups. That's something I feel I rarely see in books or movies. When i do see it, I love it so much! I'm thinking, for example, of an old short-lived comic book called LASER ERASER AND PRESSBUTTON, about two assassins who are made for each other. (Her experiences have taught her men are pigs who just want to fuck her, whereas his body got eaten away from the waist down, so he's just got a big red shiny button on his chest that she can press to make him come. Oh, and one of his arms is replaced by a big machete-like blade, which she likes to polish.)
In films the unique arrangement usually falls apart by the end of the movie, but there are two James Spader movies which fit the theme nicely, "sex, lies, and videotape," and from much more recently, "Secretary." I suppose you could count House of Flying Daggers in there, too, maybe?
I'm liking this attempt to just write a thousand words a day and not much more. It feels good and my RSI is flaring up right now so I don't want to pull a marathon session at the computer anyway.
Speaking of which, I should stop typing now and ice it. Time to watch some anime and NOT TYPE for a while.
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On Saturday Bob made pastys with leftover steak and potatoes, some onions and mushrooms and peas, but made with his home made bread dough instead of pie crust stuff and shaped like calzones. So, maybe I should call them, Cornish pasty-stuffed calzone? Yah, that works. They tasted wonderful, but what wouldn't in home-made bread? Not to be out done, Sunday I made a baked ziti casserole with italian sausage, kale, and butternut squash, smoothed out with extra fennel seeds from the garden, and cream mixed with chicken broth and plenty grated Parmesan and Romano throughout (I must have used two cups full!) Oh, did I mention 10 cloves of garlic. Yummm. If there's a next time, I'll double the butternut squash. And today I made peach strudel from my cooked but not yet ready for jelly jars peaches. So since I had to reduce some for the strudel, what the heck, I reduced it all. So now I have two peach strudel to eat and two pints of peach paste for future coffee cakes; I doubt that we'll miss the jelly. I feel ever so domestic! Fall is all right.
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| scbutler |
| 2008-10-06 22:33 |
| Rolling Stone Savages McCain |
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For those who may not have noticed, the Straight Talk Express gets derailed.
And I always did dislike R.W. Apple.
http://www.rollingstone.com/news/coverstory/make_believe_maverick_the_real_john_mccain/page/1
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I don't know how I did but I felt like I only guessed on one or two things so that was encouraging. The thing is, there was a ton of material to study (book, articles, lectures, sections and 'other') which, after I condensed it down was still a good 50 pages to wade through.
So, I feel relief and sort of a residual freak going on. At least it is done and I should have knowledge on how I did fairly soon.
In my Native American Gender class we saw a film on syphilis which was well done and a bit gross (cool!) and our prof. was experiencing a full head of steam (something set her off which is why OUR class saw the film) - I rather enjoyed it actually.
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In the upcoming election, Californians will be voting on Proposition 8, an initiative to amend the state constitution to ban marriage between couples of the same sex. Here's a short animation making a very simple case in opposition to the proposition. I doubt it'll change anyone's mind, but it speaks truth and it's cute.
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There was no vanilla in my vanilla latte and all my words were crud. And that just about sums up Monday.
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