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Monday, September 15th, 2014
10:46 am
The Fabulous Beige House
Well, I guess it's been a while since I updated.

1. the spouse and I have sold the Fabulous Beige House. If all goes well, then on September 30th he and I will be handing the keys over to a family who have promised to treat it well.

2. We will then be moving to a house a mile north of here that is a bit smaller, and will be entirely our own with no mortgage. With my being part time, this makes a lot more sense. We are uncertain as to how the kittens will manage being entirely indoor cats from then on, but we'll see.

3. Also, I started on June 25th as the Emmaus Public Library's Youth Services librarian. It is work that I love, although fitting in is always nerve wracking in the beginning. As the man said while falling off of the twenty story building, "so far, so good!"
Saturday, December 28th, 2013
11:20 am
I got a story for Christmas!
I got a really nifty story for Christmas. It was written by Azriona, posted on Archive of Our Own, and can be found here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1097375

I printed it out, cut the pieces, folded and taped, and made it into a cube. Very Escher! It is sitting on our Christmas tree.

Azriona story cube 2
Azriona story cube
Wednesday, September 18th, 2013
8:27 am
Well, it's been an interesting six months. Two friends in particular have gotten me involved in reading Sherlock (the BBC version) fanfiction, and it's been a wonderful world to get caught up in. Yes, I've read some bad ones. Poorly written, and sloppy. I've read stories that have enraged me for the absolute sadism of the authors.

And I've read stories that were written by obviously very young people, new and extremely shy authors, and by people who are new to writing in the English language. Actually, none of those three make me angry at all. I enjoy looking at their ideas and thinking about how they will improve the more they write. They have ideas and love for the subject. Even more important (to me) they have an idea of the characters that appeals to me.

I've read a good deal of humor, stories that might not fit canon, nor be in the appropriate style, but they just work. It does indeed take all types.

And it's nice because being on Archive of Our Own, I get to post some of the stories that have been teeming through my brain all my life. I'm much slower in writing them down than I am in coming up with ideas and scenarios and conversations in my head. I've been doing that for as long as I can remember. It doesn't work out so well in real life when you've run all the permutations for the difficult conversation you will have with your spouse or your boss. Works much better in stories. Waking up with the perfect next step in your head. Of course it's frustrating when you forget it all on your way to the shower. Sometimes that is what is more difficult than putting the words on the paper, or electronic screen. That you had the PERFECT way to resolve the issue and it's gone, quite gone, with only the faint impression of what was meant to be.

Ah. Well.

That all being said, it's Wednesday, and time for Mise en Place to update, as well as a bunch of other things I've subscribed to on Archive of Our Own. Best get reading!

Current Mood: anticipatory
Tuesday, May 28th, 2013
11:31 am
Angst on a Shoestring
By the way, this is where my title came from.

Friday, May 24th, 2013
7:53 am
Close of Senior Year
Well, the Younger Spawn graduates in two weeks.

Seems odd, as she just had her birthday and I was forcibly reminded of the day she was born. A good day. Not that long ago.

Last night was the Freddies. Think The Tony Awards, but for High School musicals. Freddy is the ghost at the State Theater, though I understand he did not make an appearance last night. One of the kids who has been coming to the house for three years (Eldar Spawn's group, now YS), was up for an award. The way the Freddies work is that EVERY school that participates gets one nomination (pity some call it) each year. This year we got two. Last time that happened was for The Pajama Game when we got two for what was truly a bit of magic on stage, a dance between two minor characters who had amazing chemistry together. Two kids that I'd known for years, who were incredible friends (and nothing more).

Looking at YS and her friends I will say that the Value of Friendship is an enormous asset. These are creative and funny kids. I will miss them when they all go off to college.
Sunday, December 9th, 2012
5:54 pm
Dave Brubeck, R.I.P.
My sympathies go out to Dave Brubeck's family. He was a great pianist, and a good man who brought joy to the world. I am listening to his Christmas album now and his interpretations of the carols are incredible.
Wednesday, November 21st, 2012
12:44 pm
Blogging elsewhere....
I have been tasked with blogging for work. I am finding it a little bit odd, as it is not like LJ at all.

Here is the link: http://bethlehemth1.blogspot.com/

Feel free to check it out and give me feedback. This month's post (yes, I plan on updating weekly, but so far it's been monthly) was on Holiday Food safety, and contains some links to the CDC and USDA that are actually really neat!
7:43 am
Happy Thanksgiving!
Hope you all have a great holiday!
Friday, July 13th, 2012
10:04 pm
If you are interested in reading what I have been writing, check out Archive of Our Own. Look for Otakuelf.

Monday, October 25th, 2010
11:13 am
Wait, what? It's FALL?
Our sweet gum in the back yard turned a gorgeous shade of red this year. It's getting tall, next year it should reach higher than the house.

We still have green tomatoes in the garden - I do not think those will survive to turn red, and I can not get my family to eat them fried and green. For that matter, I don't much care for them that way either. Peppers - those I have pureed and frozen for use in the winter.

Good sleeping weather too. I like the cold for sleeping with the quilt that was a wedding present from the spouse's parents. This time of year the cats are cozier as well, snuggling at times.

Three large pumpkins decorate our front stoop, and those should be carved this week.
Wednesday, August 25th, 2010
10:32 pm
... and the cats are sleeping on the carpet, knowing that their mistresses are once again not going to be home to sleep with them. Which is nice, as then they sleep with me.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010
7:15 pm
Oh look! It's Tuesday!
Tonight the spouse and I had toasted cheese sammiches, with jalopeno cheese and potato filled pierogies.

The spawn did not share in this feast, as they went to Music Fest with some of the Slovenia trip kids.
Thursday, July 15th, 2010
3:14 pm
Speed Racer has died.
I am in tears today over a man that I only got to meet once, and another whom I never got to meet (in spite of recommending him as a guest for Otakon forever), but who were very important to me when I was a child.

Peter Fernandez, the voice of Speed Racer, has passed away.

William Weber, Wee Willie Weber, who hosted the show that introduced many of us in Pennsylvania to Japanese animation, also passed away this week.

When I was in elementary school I used to run home to turn on the TV and using the UHF dial do my best to tune in the Philadelphia station to watch Speed Racer, Kimba the White Lion, Astro Boy, Marine Boy, and Ultra Man. My mom did not approve of these, so it was just as well that she wasn't home yet when they came on. Unknown to me at that time, my future spouse was watching the same things on his set 80 miles away.

My spouse and I purchased our first car together, a White Ford Probe with MACHFIV as the license plate. I mentioned Speed Racer in my speech at the opening ceremony for Otakon 2002, when I was Con Chair, saying that when I was little I had planned on marrying Speed Racing when I grew up, and got a cheer.

I did get to meet Mr. Fernandez when he was a guest at Otakon. For me this was The Guest to End All Guests, more important than any other guest we have ever had. And my spouse knew this when he introduced us. I told Mr. Fernandez how pleased I was to meet him. In the course of our conversation he mentioned that Speed Racer was "just a cartoon", and I told him strongly that it was Never Just A Cartoon, that Speed Racer was a hero to us growing up, that we had all wanted to BE Speed Racer.

He got a big smile on his face.

At the end of the con he told the staff that he had never felt so welcome, and that he would love to come back.
Friday, July 2nd, 2010
2:06 pm
My name is John Wellington Wells...
ARTIST: Gilbert and Sullivan
TITLE: The Sorcerer's Song


Oh, my name is John Wellington Wells
I'm a dealer in magic and spells
In blessings and curses
And ever-filled purses
In prophecies, witches, and knells
If you want a proud foe to "make tracks"
If you'd melt a rich uncle in wax
You've but to look in on our resident Djinn
Number seventy, Simmery Axe

We've a first-class assortment of magic
And for raising a posthumous shade
With effects that are comic or tragic
There's no cheaper house in the trade

Love-philtre, we've quantities of it
And for knowledge if any one burns
We keep an extremely small prophet, a prophet
Who brings us unbounded returns
For he can prophesy with a wink of his eye
Peep with security into futurity
Sum up your history, clear up a mystery
Humor proclivity for a nativity
He has answers oracular, bogies spectacular
Tetrapods tragical, mirrors so magical
Facts astronomical, solemn or comical
And, if you want it, he
Makes a reduction on taking a quantity
Oh, if any one anything lacks
He'll find it all ready in stacks
If he'll only look in on the resident Djinn
Number seventy, Simmery Axe

He can raise you hosts of ghosts
And that without reflectors
And creepy things with wings
And gaunt and grisly spectres
He can fill you crowds of shrouds
And horrify you vastly
He can rack your brains with chains
And gibberings grim and ghastly
Then, if you plan it, he changes organity
With an urbanity full of Satanity
Vexing humanity with an inanity
Fatal to vanity
Driving your foes to the verge of insanity
But in tautology on demonology
'Lectro biology, mystic nosology
Spirit philology, high class astrology
Such is his knowledge, he
Isn't the man to require an authority

Oh, my name is John Wellington Wells
I'm a dealer in magic and spells
In blessings and curses
And ever-filled purses
In prophecies, witches, and knells
If any one anything lacks
He'll find it all ready in stacks
If he'll only look in on the resident Djinn
Number seventy, Simmery Axe
Tuesday, June 8th, 2010
9:45 am
"Honest, one net full of exploding cod and you're marked for life!"

Yes, indeed.

It is the end of the school year. Census is almost done.
Tuesday, June 1st, 2010
5:02 pm
tonight we will be having chicken stir fry with brocolli and rice.
Monday, May 3rd, 2010
8:34 pm
1. Power steering went out while we were driving the Eldar Spawn to her boyfriend's. Luckily I learned to drive on a car with no power steering. Yeah, that long ago.

2. Tom Cat puts his paw on my leg and says, "Let me out, pleeease?" A day later I have poison ivy there.

3. Trained for the census. It was fun! now for the real fun to start after I get observed on my first Visit.

Life is immensely busy, and up and down and every which way. Trying to just enjoy the moments, of course.

I wish you all a Splendid Spring!
Sunday, April 18th, 2010
7:09 pm
John Scofield, rest in peace
John Scofield has died.

I wish I had kept in better touch. And I wish there was something I could do for his family.
Tuesday, April 6th, 2010
9:31 am
National Poetry Month!
So... what will you do to celebrate it?
Wednesday, March 17th, 2010
9:31 am
Saint Patrick's day
And now for my annual post.

Saint Patrick's Day is more celebrated here than it is over in the Old
Country. At least in this format. It's a religious holiday there, or
started as such.

When the Irish came over here they were starving. The Potato blight
had killed off their main source of food and profit, and so they sent
their best and brightest to America, where the streets were paved with
gold. Only, they weren't. And a lot of what the Irish got as jobs
was literally shoving manure off the streets.

There were signs in windows saying "Irish need not apply", and at that
point in our history the freed slaves were considered a step up from
the Irish. They were called "Micks" (from Mc in front of their name,
which means "son of") and if you called someone a mick it was
understood that they would try to punch you.

At that point in time too there was a brand new job that was created,
police were a new thing, and the only people who were willing to take
such a dirty job were the Irish.

The Irish were proud of their heritage and didn't want to forget it,
and started celebrating Saint Padraig's day - parades came later. It
was a bold statement that they were not going to be ashamed of who
they were. Now it is sort of a joke and an excuse to drink beer.

Oh, and corned beef? The Irish didn't eat that in Eire. They started
eating it here because they were poor, lived in tenements, and got
their food from Jewish butchers in the neighborhoods. It was a cheap
meat. so they'd cook it up with potatoes and cabbage.

Sue (proud of the Shays, even though she's only a quadillionth Irish)
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