Saturday, November 28, 2009

just to cheer your day...

Apropo of nothing, just in case you missed this fact, Alan Cumming is hot. He's bisexual, he's married to a guy. He has a Scottish accent. And in this clip he has Tin Tin hair. ;)

Yeah, I'm still alive...

I don't even know why I have all these different blogs and such when I spend most of my time at LiveJournal. I haven't even posted much over there, lately. I've just been too busy and distracted. I've learned how to make some pretty damned killer gluten-free carrot spice muffins, some simple slippers/moccasins, I've acquired a new old sewing machine - a gorgeous old Singer treadle - which will become a desk for me 'soon' (in the probably after Christmas area at this point), I had a computer crash and lost all my snail and email addresses and probably a lot of my photos, I had a visit from a brother (Hawk) and we went to see Dad and Aunt and Cousin, a law allowing gay marriage very nearly passed in Maine but the bigots (see above Cousin) killed it. :( (His mother voted to keep it, I believe. I felt betrayed in all kinds of ways because it was him coming out as gay that made me feel it would be okay to be bi, and then he went back on that.) I've been teaching classes at work early on Monday mornings, which is difficult to make.

Because I think he's cool - I don't really know him, but see him often in passing, and he seems like a really nice guy, always pleasant and good tempered - a link to the Wiki on Tony Atlas: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tony_Atlas Rumor has it that then he was fighting drug addiction a few years ago, and living on the streets in Lewiston. But I had no idea he was a sketch artist and now I want to see his art! But I can't find any online.

This morning I've spent at least an hour, quite possibly more, trying to copy all the addresses I've found into Eor's address book so they're backed up on his computer and won't be lost if I have another crash. :P Eor's on his way home from work so it's time to make french toast! :)

Friday, May 29, 2009

Again with the ketchup

We closed on our new place a week ago! We cleaned a LOT Thursday and Friday and started moving things on Saturday. Eor has been moving a load at a time all week, and tomorrow our friends will bring a larger van down to help us with big things. Our phone here gets turned off on Monday, and I have asked for that day off to wait for the cable guy to show up at the new place. Tuesday I have yearly bloodwork done early in the morning in South Portland and I'm not even sure which home I'll be leaving from! But there is still so much to move, here. Must eat, do dishes, and leave for work early to drop off the change of address forms at the Credit Union.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

I've been all over town today. I've managed to get some boxes for packing our books in, to prepare in case we do get the condo. I gave away those boots I've been trying to get rid of ever since I bought them - $80 Corcoran jump boots, worn for a couple of hours, indoors. I gave them to Goodwill. I hope they get even $60 for them. It sucks, but it's a weight off my mind to not have to worry about trying to find someone who wants them. And the guy said they could use my ragged clothes as well. Well, he didn't say it so much as affirm, because he's deaf and can't speak, so we were communicating in notes. I felt right at home. :)

I randomly found some of the tiny hot peppers we've been looking for forever - yay!! :D I also bought some large dried peppers and some spoons. I was looking for green peppercorns and was completely unable to find them, though I went to four stores (and have been to at least three more stores around here on other days, recently). Green peppercorns. You wouldn't think it would be that difficult. I also bought three plane spoons for taking in our lunch bags - they ended up costing me fifty cents rather than the $1.50 they were marked, I think because the kid at the counter was embarrassed that he'd missed them when he was ringing up the peppers. And I determined that a teapot like the one I bought in England for about the equivalent of $9 would have cost me $35 - $40 if I'd bought it in the chi-chi kitchen store downtown. :)

I also bought a new rice cooker and for goodness sake I can NOT believe how much the price of those has gone up in the past few years. Although Eor points out to me that I'm supporting a local store who still stocks the same thing I want, Zojirushi brand - they haven't discontinued it and come out with something cheaper and poorly made, which annoys me so damned much when it happens - like ALL the time with everything I want. But it does suck to have to replace our rice cooker every five years because the non-stick surface starts peeling off. Is a nonstick surface inescapable and essential to a rice cooker? Eor thinks it is, and I understand the reasoning - it sucks to have to wash rice off, it does stick like a bastard - but it scares me that I've been eating that non-stick stuff. My brother says it causes tiny cuts in one's intestines just like eating finely ground glass, and one of my co-workers says he's heard that damage to the intestines can often instigate gluten intolerance. What are rice cookers like where you live?

On "Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me" they had the guy who's playing Sabertooth in the new "Wolverine" movie. He is (apparently like many actors who play super-villains in movies) originally a Shakespearean actor, and he says the work is not that much different, although you don't argue the lines when you're doing Shakespear. :)

Groceries will have to wait until tomorrow - there's not much of a list anyhow. I'm not even hungry, today, this is odd. I've been going since breakfast on nothing but some tea and ice cream. I have had a headache a good deal of the day, though. Laundry is done, dishes await before I can make dinner.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Damn, I forget about this blog thing. I post over at LJ all the time, and this place just gets neglected. The big newses du jour - we're looking for a house to buy and we've got a trip to England planned in just over a month. Smaller news = my brother, Hawk, will be visiting in the end of March, since he'll already be on the East Coast (he lives in Seattle, currently) for an interview. If he gets this position - a physician's assistant internship, I believe - he'll be working in The Bronx. Our youngest brother, Eightball, lives and works in New York State, I'm thinking only an hour or two north of the City. We'll all be on the East Coast again, which might be a sign of the coming Apocalypse! :)

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(I posted the following on my LJ the day it happened...)

Working in the baggage area a couple of days ago I heard the call of 'heavy bag' to warn the unloader to watch out.

"Did I just see you toss that bag up there with one hand and then call 'heavy bag'?" I asked Duffy.

"Yes."

"When you're my age and your shoulder gives out, don't talk to me about it."

Duffy gave me a mischievous grin. "When I'm your age and my shoulder gives out I'll go to Sweden, have them clone me, and get my brain put in the new body!"

Brat. :)

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Bee1982 responded to the above with:
and the funny thing is he's not joking and he's about the only person I know who could afford it too!

and I replied:
Hee! :) Well, he might be able to afford it, though by then, who knows?

(That makes me recall, though, the way Granny Goose commented, "That's an expensive looking car he drives. I wonder what he did to get that." And I just kind of looked at her, completely unable to tell if she was implying he might have been a drug runner or what... I debated asking her if she thought he was a prostitute. ;))


I suppose the point, though, is that he feels getting to my age will take a looong time, so therefore I must be older than dirt.

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Eor and I went out with Bee and Dre yesterday evening and played some pool. I thought it was a very pleasant time. :)

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Today was a very dull Monday, for the most part. The highlight of my day may have been discussing "Music Man" with Jaeger as an cautionary tale about people who try to scare you and those who would restrict your media inputs without knowing whereof they speak. It's really an oddly little subversive musical. I wanted to write a fanfic about Marion the Librarian and how she actually got the old miser to leave all his money to the library, and as I told Jaeger I lay awake most of a night thinking about it, and then decided it would be rather boring, really.