David and I went to Evergreen for lunch today. It was good but I was not so impressed. My noodles were bland.
We got our fortune cookies and our fortunes seemed to come from the Absurdity Collection. Mine read “It’s not about you. It’s better that way.” hmmm okay. Probably good advice, not necessarily what you would expect in a fortune cookie. David’s was more bizarre, “Sing a song every day. Sing the same song if it is a good song”. I honestly don’t know. Again, seems like good advice, but the chinese restaurant is throwing me into some sort of bizarro-themed advice quandary.
I don’t know how to feel about these bits at all.
So, as I’ve mentioned I’ve been sick. last night I went home, took a nice long bath/shower, got my hair washed by the boy (so nice) and went to bed at 7:30. Slept all night and got up for work 12 hours later. Still tired, still sick, but it was great to shut down for 12 hours.
While sleeping I had my crazy dreams that i have when i am sick. One involved going to visit my mother in prison. It was a lovely prison, set up like a really beautiful apartment complex with landscaping and outdoor walkways. I’d love to rent a place like this. I went to my mother’s apartment and her roommate, Ossie Davis greeted me at the door. He was cleaning the kitchen, sort of a crusty old man type. It was an amusingly detailed dream, I could spend hours describing the apartment. Probably a little more ivy, floral, darkwood for my tastes, but you can’t really complain about such things in a prison. Why was my mom in a prison in my dreams? No clue. Sorry mom.
After I tried to visit my mom (she was napping and I did not want to bother her) I went to the zoo. I hung out in the shade by the camels. The camels were seal-like in their entertaining of the crowd. They jumped around, they bounced balls, they were real crowd pleasers. As I sat in the shade I was writing in a notebook. I was writing some sort of political manifesto. I was going to change the world. Essentially, I was trying to end excess spending, keep people happy and maintain a safety net for everyone. I was really proud of myself. I didn’t get beyond writing about what should be fixed. I never really got to how I was going to do it because David called me on my cell phone to tell me he was by the elephants and I should go meet him. In my dream I had an incredibly detailed map of the park, and I would have been able to find the elephants but the alarm went off and sadly i could not continue my zoo journey.
So, what is today? Well, there was “Science Friday” on NPR. I do like Science Friday, today they were talking about theoretical physics and multiple dimensions and all that. I get very frustrated with these things because there is a real feeling of “you just made this up, didn’t you??!!”. Ira Flatow asked the guest about these extra dimensions, why can’t we see them or comprehend them and what were they all about. She told him we were not designed to comprehend these dimensions, we could only see our 3 (or 4 if you count time). I feel like such a curmudgeon when I listen to this stuff because I want to shout at the radio “if you can’t prove it exists, if i can’t see it then I don’t believe you!”. Microscopic things i believe, I can see tangible evidence of dinosaurs (but often will explain to people that the new popular color dinosaurs are just theory, we don’t know what color they were), I always talk about black holes in terms of theory. I love science, i love reading about new things and learning about them but you start talking about quantum mechanics and stuff like that and I want a goddamned picture. I want actual evidence. I don’t want to feel like you’re just some guy making shit up. There’s a lot of real, physical stuff that has not been discovered or explained and I want you to focus your energy on that.
Heather: Scientific Curmudgeon.
(don’t get me started on calculus, i got me some real brain problems with that).
I never thought I would ever find an art exhibit I would hate more than the looping videos that undergrads make and display in the gallery outside my office, but I have. A man saw fit to create the world’s largest and loudest rain stick. It’s a big contraption with levers and pulleys and loud noises (it’s not nearly as large as I make it sound, but it is large). It’s an interactive piece to be used with the world’s largest piece of suspended sheet metal to be shaken for simulated thunder. It is so…LOUD…and people LOVE to play with this stuff all the time (ironically the person with both the world’s loudest voice and world’s loudest laugh is standing out there with them. How perfect). I believe this exhibit will be up for 6 or 8 weeks. Please, stop by and cause noise and make me hate you.
and lastly, we need to emphasize with the lovely lily that while all manner of crazy and insane people would be welcome to visit while she comes to visit me, we do very much need to keep the exception on ‘batshit crazy’. This is so important, chica, so very very important. no batshit crazy people.
Photo to be updated soon, i missed last night for being asleep and dreaming wonderful dreams.
Category Archives: Delicious
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1. Big news about Lily!! Lily has made a big, foolish, impulse purchase!! Dang, girl! I think that’s the sweetest impulse purchase I’ve ever had the honour of being part of. So, weekend of the 14th, if you have nothing better to do and you would like to ride the rollercoaster at the mall or eat rack of lamb or go to Cupcake (is Cupcake the ‘it’ place for me to take out of towners? I think so) or chill with the chica, stop on by (provided you’re not batshit crazy or allergic to lamb).
2. Spent a couple days wondering if I was suffering from heat sickness and excess dust inhalation or if I was truly sick. Vote goes to sick, I think we’re at ‘cold’ not ‘flu’ which usually bodes better for me, the queen of walking pneumonia.
3. So the boy makes me a cheese/salsa/chocolate chip quesadilla thingy the other day and most people would say ‘eeeeeuw’ and I’ve got just enough problems in my head to go ‘damn! good! more!’ (apparently, stuff like this makes me caveman-like). Now I want them all the time. I’ve got problems.
4. I am the last person on the planet to see ‘The Office’. I am just now catching up on this pop-culture phenomenon. I got it off netflix and loved it, bought the series and the special. Just finished watching the special, and I know I must be pms-ing because I totally wanted to cry when Dawn came back to the party for Tim. I did not cry, but I did pet the dog. Petting the dog is a culturally accepted alternative to crying at the television. True.
5. The dogs will NOT settle down. I do not know what the deal is but my head hurts, my body hurts, my nose hurts and they won’t stop moving.
It’s all new
Curry is the new stir fry! Tonight’s offering is a potato, chick pea and spinach curry on basmati. Not bad, not fancy but solid and good.
a conversation:
him: hey dub
me: (shoveling food in my mouth) hi
him: how are you?
me: (glop of spinach hanging from my mouth) unattractive!
him: WHAT?!
me: buuuuuuuurp
So, my head’s all over the place today and I guess this post will be as well.
So, Saturday I get to do my best Captain Dan impersonation standing in the middle of Zilker Park while the eye of Hurricane Rita passes somewhere near Austin! Of course, at that point inland we’re just talking rain and wind, it won’t be a hurricane anymore. Still though, I’m looking forward to challenging the sky and knocking that hurricane down to the ground.
Today’s mail held nothing to excite or incite today. No fabulous mexican candy, no bills to ignore, nothing to take out back and burn.
So, Ben and Jerry’s sent operatives to my house to split my head open, spy on me and make the perfect flavor for me. Amazing.
Okay, I wish I didn’t know so many people in California. I’ve gotten so many invites! I want to go but I know there is no way I could see everyone in one trip. Sigh. California needs to be smaller. Way smaller.
my dogs rule, but you knew that.
Okay, not as much to write about as I thought. Common decency prevents me from writing about most of the things in my head and the Geneva convention covers the rest.
Today is Tuesday, Friday I fly away!
Sus pedos olian a repollo.
In one week exactly I get on an airplane and fly to Texas. Excited? Oh yes. Excited. Chicken fried steak of the gods, lots of beer, lots of music, spending time with Ethan and Sara! Going to make sure I get more pictures this time, too.
So… David’s a smart guy and I give good clues and he did a little research and figured out where we were going at the end of October. Here’s the deal, I’m all about fun! I’m all about excitement! I’m all about about celebrating important milestones in the presence of GOATS!!!
Yeah, that’s right, I booked a romantic weekend for 2 at a goat farm! Let that sink in for a minute…goat…farm. aaaaaaaw yeah! The goat farm has a guest house that you get all to yourself, the kitchen is stocked with food, you make your own breakfast so you don’t have to get up with everyone else on someone else’s schedule. You can play with the goats, learn to make cheese, hang out on the grounds, walk the labyrinth. You can also head out and go hiking at all the parks in the area! If it were warmer I would suggest canoeing, but the end of October is pretty chilly.
I am so so so very excited about this! Nothing says true romance like a smelly ungulate!
Okay, also, I just went to Google to find out if a goat was actually an ungulate and I ended up at Google Scholar!! Which is completely new to me, and that led me to this. I love the internet! From all the things on the internet that you can learn down to all the fucking crazies on the internet, I love it.
I love that today on the internet someone suggested that schools should publish their own textbooks in order to save money. Yes, teachers should add to their work load by also creating the textbooks that will be used and schools should have these printed up. Because somehow it’s cheaper to print up a limited run of books than it is to go to a company that can print up say, half a million at a time and sell them in bulk.
Of course his other scheme was to may more experienced teachers less as they did not have to work as hard, and the flip side being that we would pay less experienced teachers more because they had to work harder to figure shit out.
I suspect his meds ran out sometime last week and the demons have taken over once again.
Goodness, it’s a lovely day out! I should not be here. I should be at home doing lovely day related things!
This weekend is Danish breakfast at the Danish American Fellowship (how cool is that? cooler than you think). They’ll be serving abelskiver among other things. I used to have a running joke about abelskiver with someone but for the life of me, I can’t remember the basis of the joke or who I had it with.
If you or anyone you know has any information about a long running abelskiver-related inside joke with me, please contact me!
just trust
When you have jarred mol� and the instructions say “mix 4 parts water with one part mol�” trust the damned instructions!!! Don’t mix the sauce and the water together and think “this is too dmaned thin!” or go ahead and think that, I’m not the boss of your thoughts. Whatever you do, don’t double the amount of sauce! It thickens as it cooks! It heats up and gets thicker. THICKER. Too thick and strong and you will end up adding that much more water.
On the other hand you will end up with 8 million buttload of mol� which tastes great on everything. Also, make more tofu than you think you need since you will end up with all this sauce. The sauce is delicious and you want to eat it on everything and you wonder what it would be like on ice cream. I’m a total mol� whore. I’m gonna go buy me an abuelita to make me wonderful mol� all day every day.
Let’s see…what else…
I love love love love the tech support at MovableType! I really really do. I am being assured every step of the way that I am not functionally retarded and that it is not necessary for me to beat anyone or anything with a sledgehammer! She defines the problem, tells em what needs to be done and then summarizes everything into exactly what I need to ask my host’s useless tech guys. Amazing. I should send them cheesecake and tequila!
A week to Texas! WOOOOOO!
I absolutely need to stop watching all the videos of the animals being saved and in danger in New Orleans. I am forced to picture Ghengis or Maddie in these situations and it kills me. I imagine Ghengis when he gets sad and he lays down and puts his nose between his paws and watches the room using only his eyebrows. Maddie is so loving and trusting it would kill her to think I abandoned her. I don’t want to think about those poor, sad, confused dogs and cats with no good way to survive and no good way to understand what’s going on.
but let’s not talk about things excessively depressing…
Dammit, i wish I didn’t make my anniversary weekend with David a secret because I want to ramble on about it. I want to tell you all about it and say “dating me is an adventure” and you will agree! Okay, I will continue to give him clues and when he figures it out I will share it with the world.
today…it’s an amazingly good day!