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I've been helping the Nothing.
May. 16th, 2009 04:27 pmLet's see.
I've been knitting on my sweater. It feels like it will never ever be finished, but is a good project for listening to TV.
I have not spun anything since the trip. I am blaming that on being too damned old, because really a lot of things are still sore.
I put up pictures yesterday. Some of the flower and bird pictures are really phenomenal. I didn't hear anything back from anyone about those, but I did get lots of flak about the people-included pictures. It's surprising that everyone hates to have pictures of themselves, transfers that sympathetically to other people, but no one even bothers looking at the non-people pictures. (I keep them sorted separately because people pictures need not to be public.)
I dislike birds. Not because there is anything especially scary about them, but I think they are overly popular since they are rather disgustingly filthy animals. It surprises me that people don't like bats but do like birds. But bats don't come in cardinal colors. However, I do love photographing birds. For several reasons, 1. Birds look better still than they do moving. 2. Everyone loves to look at bird photos so I get lots of attention and praise. 3. No one worries about my sanity for taking bird pictures the way they do when I take lots of pictures of dead trees and various backlit happenstantial monochromatic chiaroscuro.
I've been wanting to write some since I got back. I'm reading the new J.R. Ward and I just love all the cultural references. There's a line where the guy says he didn't find Kenneth Lay--- talking about how their finances really were that bad, it wasn't someone embezzeling. That is kind of what I want to write like, though I don't want to Shrek myself so I look stupid a year from now when I come out on DVD.
I've been trying to read Caine Black Knife but damn Stover has lost the plot. ( Read more... )
If I gave the temperature in Celcius, would you think I lived in Canada? I saw someone post that it was 45, I knew she lived in Canada, so I sympathized about the heat... It never occured to me that there would be people who didn't adjust after living there for months. I'd prefer if temperatures were in Celcius everywhere. It made the math in chemistry a lot easier.... but mostly I'm being contrary. So much of the world requires me to adapt every day. If we changed to Celcius, we'd match the rest of the world and the people who are forcing change on everyone else would have to experience some of it themselves. I'm not overly keen on kilometers though and I really really hated the km/l measurement of gasoline consumption. It was like furlongs per fortnight to me.
There's not been a lot of cooking here. I made spaghetti sauce and we ate that for days and days. I'd like more variety in my food, but it was really nice to be able to eat at home and know what we were eating.
As much as I said I never want to travel again, I might want to go to Hawaii. I promised myself that if the next round of potentially awful things resolves nicely, that I will book it and we'll go this fall. I'm not sure if that feels like I'm jinxing myself because I really dread the trip more than I want to go right now.
I am absolutely sure there will be more about the forthcoming stuff next week. But it will be locked.
This week's NUMB3RS had giant dolls in them. It reminded me of stuff I've written. That might be why I keep thinking about writing. Instead I'm alternating fanfic reading with rounds of GemCraft Zero (Armorgames.com)
By the way, if you're wondering, yes, the subject titles for the posts are supposed to be amusing and/or referential. Also, I don't usually spellcheck, so this is all me. But I did look up Chiaroscuro.
I've been knitting on my sweater. It feels like it will never ever be finished, but is a good project for listening to TV.
I have not spun anything since the trip. I am blaming that on being too damned old, because really a lot of things are still sore.
I put up pictures yesterday. Some of the flower and bird pictures are really phenomenal. I didn't hear anything back from anyone about those, but I did get lots of flak about the people-included pictures. It's surprising that everyone hates to have pictures of themselves, transfers that sympathetically to other people, but no one even bothers looking at the non-people pictures. (I keep them sorted separately because people pictures need not to be public.)
I dislike birds. Not because there is anything especially scary about them, but I think they are overly popular since they are rather disgustingly filthy animals. It surprises me that people don't like bats but do like birds. But bats don't come in cardinal colors. However, I do love photographing birds. For several reasons, 1. Birds look better still than they do moving. 2. Everyone loves to look at bird photos so I get lots of attention and praise. 3. No one worries about my sanity for taking bird pictures the way they do when I take lots of pictures of dead trees and various backlit happenstantial monochromatic chiaroscuro.
I've been wanting to write some since I got back. I'm reading the new J.R. Ward and I just love all the cultural references. There's a line where the guy says he didn't find Kenneth Lay--- talking about how their finances really were that bad, it wasn't someone embezzeling. That is kind of what I want to write like, though I don't want to Shrek myself so I look stupid a year from now when I come out on DVD.
I've been trying to read Caine Black Knife but damn Stover has lost the plot. ( Read more... )
If I gave the temperature in Celcius, would you think I lived in Canada? I saw someone post that it was 45, I knew she lived in Canada, so I sympathized about the heat... It never occured to me that there would be people who didn't adjust after living there for months. I'd prefer if temperatures were in Celcius everywhere. It made the math in chemistry a lot easier.... but mostly I'm being contrary. So much of the world requires me to adapt every day. If we changed to Celcius, we'd match the rest of the world and the people who are forcing change on everyone else would have to experience some of it themselves. I'm not overly keen on kilometers though and I really really hated the km/l measurement of gasoline consumption. It was like furlongs per fortnight to me.
There's not been a lot of cooking here. I made spaghetti sauce and we ate that for days and days. I'd like more variety in my food, but it was really nice to be able to eat at home and know what we were eating.
As much as I said I never want to travel again, I might want to go to Hawaii. I promised myself that if the next round of potentially awful things resolves nicely, that I will book it and we'll go this fall. I'm not sure if that feels like I'm jinxing myself because I really dread the trip more than I want to go right now.
I am absolutely sure there will be more about the forthcoming stuff next week. But it will be locked.
This week's NUMB3RS had giant dolls in them. It reminded me of stuff I've written. That might be why I keep thinking about writing. Instead I'm alternating fanfic reading with rounds of GemCraft Zero (Armorgames.com)
By the way, if you're wondering, yes, the subject titles for the posts are supposed to be amusing and/or referential. Also, I don't usually spellcheck, so this is all me. But I did look up Chiaroscuro.
