From a blog i read with some regularity:
1. Would you ever get married in Vegas?
this implies i would have to get married again. which i won't. ever.
2. Favorite game show host?
i would have to watch a game show in order to have a host preference, right? well, then i guess it would have to be Alex Trebek, since Jeopardy is the only game show i've seen in the last 6 months.
3. Next movie you want to see in the theaters?
still dying to see Garden State. (Susan, when are we going?) although, there was a stellar review of Ray in the paper today so now i'd really like to see that. and now i'm craving jazz. and blues.
4. Have you ever been a vegetarian?
oh, how i have tried to be a vegetarian. honestly, i have, but i guess i just don't have the will-power. that is, unless, someone tries to sneak me some venison. you know who you are.
5. If you could go on a sciencey/nature type trip, where would you go?
Patagonia.
what about you guys?
now the other stuff:
yesterday i spent about 2 hours in my storage locker clambering over piles of boxes containing all my earthly possessions. didn't find what i was looking for, but found a ton of books about which i'd forgotten. how depressing. i still packed a car-full and brought a bunch home, hoping to take some comfort in losing myself in items from the past...
and...sometime during the night my ear stopped ringing. hallelujah.
(know what i find ironic? when i run spellcheck for the blog post, the word 'blog' always comes up as a mispelling. hmm.)
If, the girl whispers, I do not go into the fire I will not be able to live with my soul. -Adrienne Rich, "Leaflets"
Friday, October 29, 2004
Thursday, October 28, 2004
empathy
didn't sleep last night.
there was an incessant humming in my head...i thought it was the din from the computer, but alas, it was my left ear ringing, oscillating back and forth between Eb-6 and D-6. now i know how you feel.
also, i was randomly surfing around reading blogs, and saw this. i don't intend on having babies with less than 4 legs (dogs and cats, not mutant children, you idiots). or at least that's how i feel today. ask me tomorrow. anyway that photo may help in changing my mind. it's amazing. go look.
there was an incessant humming in my head...i thought it was the din from the computer, but alas, it was my left ear ringing, oscillating back and forth between Eb-6 and D-6. now i know how you feel.
also, i was randomly surfing around reading blogs, and saw this. i don't intend on having babies with less than 4 legs (dogs and cats, not mutant children, you idiots). or at least that's how i feel today. ask me tomorrow. anyway that photo may help in changing my mind. it's amazing. go look.
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Monday, October 25, 2004
A Straw Hat Weekend in Sackets Harbor
Friday - a feast of beer-boiled shrimp, Italian sausage, and grilled squash. Oh, and beer.
Saturday - I sat out on the beach all afternoon while Susan frolicked across the sand bars, and the boys dug a boat hoist out of the sand. Despite the deceptive appearance of the sun, it was brisk day...water temps probably in the 50s or so. However, that did not stop the boys from participating in a celebratory dunk after the 2 hours of digging out the boat hoist.
Sunday - Ryan was replaced by a pumpkin who just oozes personality, (isn't the resemblance striking?) and Kirk has found his new calling as a carver of 'punkins'. Another gorgeous, sunny afternoon...and our departure.
Saturday - I sat out on the beach all afternoon while Susan frolicked across the sand bars, and the boys dug a boat hoist out of the sand. Despite the deceptive appearance of the sun, it was brisk day...water temps probably in the 50s or so. However, that did not stop the boys from participating in a celebratory dunk after the 2 hours of digging out the boat hoist.
Sunday - Ryan was replaced by a pumpkin who just oozes personality, (isn't the resemblance striking?) and Kirk has found his new calling as a carver of 'punkins'. Another gorgeous, sunny afternoon...and our departure.
Friday, October 22, 2004
Thursday, October 21, 2004
silly
I love words.
There are some words that torment me. On the other hand, there are a few words which I find so utterly hilarious - just the sound they make in my ears - that each time I hear them, I am reduced to giggles. Every time. Such words are, in no particular order:
Trombone
Eruption
Drool
Magma
Don't ask.
There are some words that torment me. On the other hand, there are a few words which I find so utterly hilarious - just the sound they make in my ears - that each time I hear them, I am reduced to giggles. Every time. Such words are, in no particular order:
Trombone
Eruption
Drool
Magma
Don't ask.
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Gettysburg
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Friday, October 01, 2004
Letchworth is 'gorges'
Yesterday afternoon, Gretchen and I decided to take an impromptu hiking trip in Letchworth. When we left home, it was gray, dismal, and a little rainy. By the time we got down to Mt. Morris, though, the sky had cleared, the air was warm enough to warrant donning a tank top. We hiked for several hours around the river. I'm surprised I'm not aching today!
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