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Dimmer switches let you set the right mood
Replace your light switch with a dimmer switch.( Read more... )
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue.
Notes: Rating it R for safety's sake -- it's very mild & non-specific.
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( Trip stroked Katie's hair. )
I wish I was cute enough to get away with doing stuff like that without getting called crazy.
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- 09:08 omfgwftbedtimezomg. Not able to coherent much. #
And i ache, all the way to my bones, for a chance to just ... submerge, for an hour or two, in sensation and present-tense.
The need isn't even sexual, not at this point; it's gone all the way through sexual and out the other side. (It's always partly that way for me -- sex is more means than end, for this particular bit of my psyche -- but right now it's even more true than usual.) I just want to forget how to be myself, for awhile. (And if possible, how to even be human.)
And i can't have it. Not feasible, not possible, not fucking going to happen anytime soon. And so i ache.
And i'm going to try to put myself to sleep now. Good luck, me.
My week
Negative Karma points
My cousin's very sad funeral
Terse words with Co-worker
Still hacking up furballs from my cold
Still working in North County
Said Goodbye to Selena
Job interview for wrong library
Positive Karma points
Sunny today
Won $110 on scratcher tickets
Wanted for a Job interview for wrong library
- Location:dog country
- Mood:
full - Music:Dead Can Dance
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walklog:
05-16 ladysmith, holland creek trail (upper) 5.62 km 2:35 elevation gain 927m. oh, this is huff 'n puff'n trail; up and down and up and down and... also, we're having a heat wave (yesterday the heater was on at night, today the fan is). but i went anyway, though i waited until the late afternoon. waited a little too long, actually, since i decided partway in that i wasn't going to be able to make it a loop before darkness unless i really wanted to power-hoof it. which i didn't. so i just turned around. which leaves the rest of the trail and the falls for another day.
lots of ferns shooting new fronds: sword, lady, deer, licorice, maidenhead. many, many fringecups (tellima grandiflora) and springbeauties (claytonia sibirica). some coltsfoot (petasites frigidus palmatus) at the bottom of the creek, before it flows under the highway. a lovely beige-grey gilled mushroom group on a tree which i had never seen before. lots of light playing in the forest.
And we reach the end of Book 1. We're going to take a four week haitus of sorts - we'll do interesting filler on Tuesdays. We need time to finish preparing for Book 2. There will be art style changes, new characters, and plenty of surprises.
Woke up, went to dinner (oh Olive Garden, why does your service suck so bad?), then went to Prince Caspian. Then I got rejected for any form of physical affection, so I unloaded more stuff from my car, got yelled at for unloading things from my car, took a shower, found Jay had already gone to sleep, and now here I am waiting for SciFi.com to put last night's BSG episode online because dammit I wanna see it.
If anyone is still up, I'll be up most of the night. Feel free to IM me.
The dishwasher is now working, and it is super quiet. It used to be that when the dishwasher was running, you could not hold a quiet conversation in the adjacent rooms. The new one you can barely hear running when in the kitchen. Having overcome one appliance issue, I was prepared to tackle the broken stove. I had
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_quietude_ call to get a replacement cooking surface.They no longer make them. You cannot get the replacement part. We just bought an unbudgeted appliance last month. (And Girls Camp, And an old Medical bill, And car insurance, ...) So we have an offer, bring the top down to a place far away, and we will see if we have something that will work. ????!
The whole point of this year is to live within our income. Last month, it didn't work. This month ain't looking so hot either. I feel like I am climbing uphill in peanut butter. I just need to turn this whole thing around 360 degrees and get a whole new perspective.
- Mood:
aggravated
Piaget was a weird guy. It should not be possible to sit around watching your kids, asking them occasional questions, and create a testable scientific theory that survives more or less intact for 75 years. He was good at noticing things--mostly, that kids don't think like adult human beings, and that they go through predictable progressions of alien thinking on their way there. The things that he noticed are really easy to see, if you know what you're looking for. Impossible not to see, in fact.
So we're waiting at the midwife's office. Also in the waiting room are a father and his 2-year-old (mom is getting her check-up). The kid alternates between fascinated shaking of a water bottle, and fascinated pushing of one wheeled-cube ottoman up against the second wheeled-cube ottoman. Clearly mass and vectors are the discoveries of the week. He can't figure out yet what these objects will do to each other without manipulating them physically--no surprise; outside-the-head thinking is pretty standard for the first two Piagetian stages. You'd expect to see it up through about age 7 for most kids. What I'm trying to figure out is whether he's in the Sensorimotor or Preoperational stage. He should be right at the boundary, on one side or the other. Finally I kneel down beside him and ask to borrow the water bottle. I hold up a board book and stick the bottle behind it. He's looking at me the whole time.
"Do you know where the bottle went? Can you look for the bottle?"
He starts looking immediately, obviously having fun. What's really entertaining is that he first looks in a basket on the other side of the room. Only after he catches sight of the bottle out of the corner of his eye does he come over to fish it from behind the book. Textbook early pre-op--knows that objects keep existing when they can't be seen, but doesn't yet have a clear idea of the properties of that existence. Can they teleport from one side of the room to the other? Do they change size randomly? Do they stay where you put them? He doesn't know yet. But he's working on it.
I'm going to make a very strange parent.
P.S. The dire expressions on the lioness there are because that was a really difficult pain day. Now you know how I look on one of those. I was actually quite happy because of working, but the face shows the pain.
- 21:20 It's nights like this that really, really make me hate my job. *headdesk*headdesk*headdesk* #
- Mood:
disappointed
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue!
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"I couldn't believe it when you went up and over him, Taylor!" Danny said excitedly. They were all crammed into a little booth at their favourite pizza place. He took another bite of his pepperoni pizza, big strings of cheese stretching from the slice in his hand to his mouth. Too excited to stop talking while he was eating, he said around his mouthful, "It was so cool the way you flipped up and kicked him square in the back of the head!"
He stopped, embarrassed, realising how rude it was to talk around his food. Alyssa handed him a napkin. "That was kind of gross, Danny," she said, smiling. "But Taylor, he's right, it was a great move."
Taylor flipped her long, blonde hair back from her face and looked modest. "Hey, we're a team. Everyone helped." She took a sip of her soda then leaned over and swatted Max lightly on the arm. "Even Max," she said teasingly.
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The Silver Bear Cafe reports on the State of California, among others, redefining "unclaimed property" in order to loot their citizens' safe-deposit boxes to balance their budgets. California has misappropriated $5.1 billion worth of Californian citizens' property to sell it off — often at pennies on the dollar — and dump the money into the state's general fund.
"They figured the safety-deposit box was safer than keeping it under the mattress," [attorney Bill] Palmer said. "In the case of a lot of citizens, they were wrong, weren't they?"
[...]
California became so addicted to spending people's money, that, for years, it simply stopped sending notices to the rightful owners. ABC News obtained a 1996 internal memo in which the lawyer for the Bureau of Unclaimed Property argued against expanding programs to notify rightful owners. He wrote, "It could well result in additional claims of monies that would otherwise flow into the general fund."
(Pointer from mrmeval)
- Location:Gilford, New Hampshire
- Mood:disgusted
- Music:King Crimson :::: In The Court Of The Crimson King :::: 21st Century Schizoid Man [ddj]
gigglyI maintain a list of every Shakespeare play I've seen. I've been looking forward to adding Cardenio to the tally ever since A.R.T. announced this season's schedule.
Unfortunately, I'm still waiting.
An addendum to my Cardenio timeline:
In 1990, Charles Hamilton made a big splash when he claimed The Second Maiden's Tragedy was actually Shakespeare's Cardenio. This identification has since been debunked, and the incident has been relegated to an embarrassing footnote in literary history.
I suspect the new play by Stephen Greenblatt and Charles Mee will suffer a similar fate.
That's a shame, because they created a perfectly decent play. It's just not Shakespeare, no matter how much they try to tout it as such. And while that kind of hype may sell tickets, it also burdens them with certain expectations that this play can't possibly fulfill. I avoid reading reviews until I write my own, but I suspect that by any other name, opinions would be much rosier.
Frankly, the play's relationship to Shakespeare's Cardenio is so tangential that I don't feel comfortable using that title. Instead, I'm dubbing this new production SCCardenio in honor of authors Stephen and Charles.
For those seeking simple advice on whether or not to see the show, Ian summed it up nicely:
There are three questions to ask about a production like this:
- Is it fun to watch?
- Is it a good play?
- Is it a good pastiche of Shakespeare?
The answers, in this case, are "yes", "meh", and "no".
Most of my criticism focuses on Ian's third point -- its Shakespearean aspects.
( Read more... )As I told Ian on the drive home, "I wanted something close to Shakespeare's Cardenio. What I got felt more like an episode of Friends."
Many recent Hollywood films have been labelled "critic-proof" -- attracting a certain core audience who will see the movie regardless of the reviews. Titling this play Cardenio may provide a similar boost to the box office (I understand a New York run is already scheduled for next year). But poetic justice rarely favors Falsehoods.
Cardenio
written by Stephen Greenblatt and Charles Mee for American Repertory Theatre
Loeb Drama Center, 64 Brattle Street, Cambridge
Now through June 8
Runs approximately 2.5 hours, including one 15-minute intermission.
To provide a bit of context to subsequent entries, here's some of what I've learned over the previous week:
- 1605: Miguel de Cervantes published El ingenioso hidalgo Don Quixote de la Mancha. It includes a character named Cardenio, who relates his story in several chapters.
- 1612: Thomas Shelton published the first English translation of the book, The History of the Valorous and Wittie Knight-Errant Don Quixote of the Mancha
- 1613: The King's Men twice presented a play before court called (spellings vary):
Cardano, Cardenno, Cardema, or Cardenna
- 1653: Humphrey Moseley entered several plays in the Stationers' Register, including "The History of Cardenio, by Mr. Fletcher and Shakespeare, and the Merry Devill of Edmonton, by William Shakespeare" and "Henry I and Henry II by William Shakespeare and Robert Davenport"
This is the earliest known evidence tying Shakespeare to Cardenio, although scholars reject the other three attributions made by Moseley.
- 1727: Lewis Theobald produced The Double Falsehood; or, The Distressed Lovers, a play which he claimed was "Written Originally by W. Shakespeare; And now Revised and Adapted to the Stage by Mr. Theobald"
This account was commonly denounced as a hoax and forgery, but recent textual analysis has found "distinctively Fletcherian" stylistic mannerisms.*
And, basically, that's what we know.
* If this interests you, and you have access to Shakespeare Survey, I recommend Stephan Kukowski's 1991 essay on The Hand of John Fletcher in Double Falsehood.
Um.
It looks like our opinions of the play are MORE favorable than that of a lot of other critics. For instance, I said that the thing WOULD have made an okay episode of Friends, while most other critics seem to be saying that it wouldn't.
Yeah. WBUR also made the Friends comparison, and the Globe said that it would fail as a sitcom.
Look -- the nice thing I can say about the play is that we pretty much all laughed at the funny bits. Which, to me, means that it would be an okay sitcom.
It's just . . . after you left the theater, you didn't take anything with you. Which, again, is fine for a sitcom. So I stand by my claim that this IS as a run-of-the-mill sitcom.
And, sadly, it looks like that analysis is the most positive you're likely to find.
LOS ANGELES (AP) ? A Missouri woman was indicted Thursday for her alleged role in perpetrating a hoax on the online social network MySpace against a 13-year-old neighbor who committed suicide.
Lori Drew, 49, of suburban St. Louis, who allegedly helped create a MySpace account in the name of someone who didn't exist to convince Megan Meier she was chatting with a 16-year-old boy named Josh Evans, was charged with conspiracy and fraudulently gaining access to someone else's computer.
Megan hanged herself at home in October 2006, allegedly after receiving a dozen or more cruel messages, including one stating the world would be better off without her.
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Drew was indicted by a federal grand jury on one count of conspiracy and three counts of accessing protected computers without authorization to get information used to inflict emotional distress on the girl.
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…and dats how birth werks.
i thot babezz cum frum da storkz.
picture: dunno source, via our lolcat builder. lol caption: teh_ka
(And before anyone asks, I can't apply for one of these much-desired science teacher positions, mostly because I don't have a degree. Even if I did, I wouldn't consider teaching science in Texas unless I had a written guarantee stating that I was allowed to punch out any no-necked administrator who got in my face about how I'd best be teaching "intelligent design". Oh, and a similar written guaranteeing that I'm allowed to rape, kill, and eat, and not necessarily in that order, any football coach that "suggested" that I exempt his precious little snowflakes from the No Pass No Play Law.)
Hair --
silver-gray,
like streams of stars,
Brows --
recurved canoes
quivered by the ripples blown by pain,
Her eyes --
mist of tears
condensing on the flesh below
And her channeled muscles
are cluster grapes of sorrow
purple in the evening sun
nearly ripe for worms.
OpenBSD 4.3: free
CD-R: $1 (or thereabouts)
Accessory hardware: Either free or already owned.
Firewall that can say "bring it, pop tart" to every skript kiddie on the block and swat them like flies?
Priceless
( cut for those whose eyes glaze at geekery )
OK, all you cats enjoy the gorgeous weather, I gotta blow this pop stand and go help a brand new mangler celebrate her chains... :)
- Location:outta here!
- Mood:
bouncy - Music:Thirteen - Vixy and Tony
Up betimes, and to the Duke of Albemarle with an account of my yesterday's actions in writing. So back to the office, where all the morning very busy. After dinner by coach to see and speak with Mr. Povy, and after little discourse back again home, where busy upon letters till past 12 at night, and so home to supper and to bed, weary.