Tuesday, December 25, 2007

White (ish) Christmas

Here it is, my Christmas miracle:




That's right, it's snow! In Portland! On Christmas Day! Thanks, Santa.

I'm a bit late, but I wanted to post my top 10 non-traditional Christmas/holiday songs (random order):

1. Christians and Pagans by Dar Williams

2. I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas by Gayla Peevey

3. 25th December by Everything but the Girl

4. Christmas Song by Dave Matthews Band

5. Christmas Dragnet by Stan Freburg and Daws Butler

6. The Peace Carol by John Denver and the Muppets

7. Happy Xmas (War is Over) by John Lennon

8. River by Joni Mitchell (lots of other fab version of this song, including Indigo Girls and Sarah McLachlan)

9. Christmastime (Oh Yeah) by Barenaked Ladies

10. Song for a Winter's Night by Sarah McLachlan

11. Donna & Blitzen by Badly Drawn Boy

Okay, so it's a top 11. I was just listening to the last song and it's pretty great, so I added it on a whim. Number two is cheesy and annoying, but it's about hippos, so there you go.

If you're looking for a whole album of festive fabulousness (maybe for next year?) might I recommend Christmas Caravan, Barenaked for the Holidays, Wintersong, and of course, A Charlie Brown Christmas.

I hope everybody has had/is having a super holiday season!

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Do you really need that Thneed?

So I wanted to post something about the environment for Blog Action Day. Which was yesterday. D'oh!

But I didn't forget...I actually spent a lot of time thinking about the topic and rejected several preliminary drafts. I just came to the conclusion that I didn't have anything new to say about global warming, having already posted about it here (check out the comments on that post for some super suggestions from my sis). The Blog Action topic was not global warming, of course, so I could have just as easily posted a stunning photo-essay about the awe-inspiring National Parks I grew up visiting: Capital Reef, Zion, Bryce Canyon, Yosemite...

But I didn't. I got stuck on the global warming theme, and I ran out of time and I ran out of inspiration. One thing that I kept thinking about was this quote from Dr. Seuss's The Lorax (my earliest foray into environmentalism):

UNLESS someone like you
cares a whole awful lot,
nothing is going to get better.
It's not.

This morning, I started to feel a little more optimistic. Because now, finally, a whole bunch of people DO care a whole awful lot. Global warming has been THE hot issue this year, and awareness seems to be greater than it's ever been. Al Gore(and some other people) just won the Nobel Peace Prize!

The thing I enjoyed most about An Inconvenient Truth was that it wasn't all doom and gloom: it offered actual solutions that regular people could integrate into their lives, without spending tons of money. Humans may have caused the current global warming crisis, but we can fix it, and I feel like we are making some progress.

And now, some more links! Stuff I've enjoyed reading and looking at lately, by people much smarter and more literate than me...

My sister knows a lot about taking care of the Earth
And she didn't miss Blog Action Day like I did

Carbon-negative fuel? Inconceivable!

Eric3000 on Solar Power
And on Carbon Footprints

Kora in Hell on Live Earth

No Impact Man

EPA Environmental Kid's Club

Tiny Houses

Chris Jordan's Trash Art

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Beauty and Crime

Whew! It's been a busy summer. I just watched my baby brother get married (congrats, K & L!) and I am feeling very, very old.

It's been a good summer for music, though. I was able to attend two great shows: Crowded House and Toad the Wet Sprocket. Plus, I finally got my hands on Suzanne Vega's new album, Beauty and Crime. It's as fantastic as I hoped it would be.

You may remember Suzanne Vega from of the oft-remixed Tom's Diner (you can listen to a snippet of this and many of her other songs at her website). Her new album is slightly more pop-y and less folksy than I expected, but in the best possible way. My favorite song is the first one, Zephyr & I, followed closely by Edith Wharton's Figurines. I also just learned from Wiki that Vega has the same birthday (different year) and same degree (English Lit.) as me. Love her!

I'm also really enjoying The Underdog (as far as I can tell, the song has no connection to the crappy Jason Lee Underdog movie which I've expressed my disgust for previously) by Spoon. I just can't resist a band with a good horn section.


(And that, of course, is a runcible spoon)

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Potpourri for $100

Hi. I haven't been motivated to put together an awesome, inspiring post in the last few days, but here are a few little tidbits, from my brain to you:

***Warning: contains spoilers from Harry Potter and also from The Simpsons Movie***


* So I saw The Simpsons movie this weekend and I liked it fine. I thought a few things were thrown in just for shock value (i.e. naked Bart, lots and lots of cursing, Otto smoking a bong), but on the whole the story was reasonably well-crafted and I laughed a lot. It also made me want to move to Alaska. What ever happened to Spider Pig, though? And why didn't Al Gore make a cameo?

* I read the Harry Potter book the day it came out and am now doing a second, more leisurely, re-read. I wasn't sure if I even liked the book at first, but I've concluded that I do. It wasn't perfect, but it was acceptable, and (for the most part) a fitting end to the series. Most of my predictions were dead wrong (as I predicted they would be!), and the book went an entirely different direction than I expected it to, but that was okay. The ending was too rushed, and I had really hoped Snape would get a glamourous, heroic death, but there you go. However, I didn't think the epilogue was successful, even though Rowling said in interviews that it was left intentionally vague.

* In case you were wondering if it's possible to cut a big chunk out of your index finger with a butter knife, it is. Don't try it at home.

* I'm increasingly distressed by the previews of Underdog I keep seeing. I typically enjoy Jason Lee, but he may have just gotten on my bad list (see also the ill-advised Alvin and the Chipmunks movie). This is what underdog is supposed to look like:


Why oh why do film-makers insist on making animated, cartoon-length shows into full-length, live-action movies? No good can come of it.

* I had the strangest dream that I was competing on the Bravo Reality show Top Chef. The challenge was to create some kind fabulous salad, and all I could think of was a chicken salad, with packaged lettuce and pre-cooked chicken. And truffles, because if I have learned anything from watching Iron Chef, it's that using truffles guarantees victory. The show was being filmed in Manhattan (though I've never actually been there) and I had to keep running up and down a very hill-y street to a grocery store to pick up ingredients I'd forgotten. I woke up before the judging, but I have no doubt that I lost horribly and was thoroughly mocked and browbeaten by the judging panel. It was one of those dreams that leaves you feeling anxious and distressed for the rest of the day, even thought you know it's not real. I mean, I like to cook things from time to time, but I'm not a chef by any stretch of the imagination. What's up with that, subconscious?

* In case you were wondering, that's a Jeopardy reference, up there in the title line. Specifically, a reference to the Weird Al song.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

And now for a word I don't like...

from dictionary.com:
kill-joy [kil-joi]

–noun
a person who spoils the joy or pleasure of others; spoilsport.

(for other synonyms, see buzzkill, party pooper, marplot, wet blanket, depreciator, and stupidhead)

I am referring, of course, to the people who have allegedly obtained early copies of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and have posted plot details, the ending, and in some cases scans of the entire novel, online.

Come on, people. You have to be the first one in the world to have a copy of the seventh Harry Potter book, I get that. Somebody always has to be the first. But why ruin it for everybody else?

I'm pleased the see that Scholastic (the US publisher of the Harry Potter books) is already pursuing legal action against the people who have posted supposed scans of the book online, and against an online distributor that accidentally (or accidentally-on-purpose) shipped the books out early. Some of the text that appears on the Web seems to be an elaborate hoax, as a spokeperson for Scholastic has said that "she was aware of at least three different versions of the file 'that look very convincing' with what she described as 'conflicting content.'"

I'm particularly disappointed with the New York Times which, after reporting several stories about the alleged book leak, apparently obtained their own copy and posted a review of the book online. Today. Three days before the official release. I haven't read the review, and won't post the link here, but it is supposed to contain many spoilers. Even the brief teaser I glimpsed on the main New York Times home page was more than I wanted to know.

This is ridiculous, unprofessional, and showcases the very worst in human nature. Seriously, guys. Christmas is only a few days away, don't tell me what my presents are. Just give me a chance to open them, okay? Please?

(Disclaimer: the links in this post link to articles about spoilers, never to the spoilers themselves. Also, in spite of the bitter tone of this post, I have not yet read anything that I consider a legitimate spoiler, and I hope I can keep in that way until Saturday.)

Monday, July 16, 2007

Inchoate

from dictionary.com:
in·cho·ate [in-koh-it, -eyt or, especially Brit., in-koh-eyt]

–adjective
1. not yet completed or fully developed; rudimentary.
2. just begun; incipient.
3. not organized; lacking order: an inchoate mass of ideas on the subject.

[Origin: 1525–35; < L inchoātus, var. of incohātus ptp. of incohāre to begin, start work on, perh. equiv. to in- -in-2 + coh(um) hollow of a yoke into which the pole is fitted + -ātus -ate1]

I just learned this word today. Or more likely, I've seen it before but glossed it over without bothering to look it up, assuming that I already knew what it meant.

As I try to get back into writing, I'm making a point looking up words I thought I already know the definitions for, only to discover that I'm always slightly wrong. Using words more precisely will help me write more precisely, so this is probably a good thing.

Anyway, inchoate is a word I will need to begin using immediately, to describe myself, to describe this blog, and to describe any of several projects I'm trying to complete right now. I like the fact that it looks and sounds so similar to incoherant.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition...

[JARRING CHORD]


NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition!


(Sorry...it's my birthday and I couldn't resist a bit of random silliness. Watch the videos here and here).

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Warning: Extreme Harry Potter Content

I usually try to keep my inner Harry Potter geek contained, but she will be out in full force for this post. If you are not interested in the Harry Potter books, if you don't like the Harry Potter books, if you think the Harry Potter books promote Satanism and the decline of Western civilization, you should stop reading right now. Go entertain yourself here instead.

That said, I never expected to get so involved in the Harry Potter books. I got started slowly, but by book 3 (my favorite!) I was completely sucked in. No surprise, really, since I've been reading various epic fantasy and science fiction series my whole life. In elementary school, it was the Oz books and the Chronicles of Narnia. In junior high I discovered the Wrinkle in Time quartet and the Anne McCaffrey books. In high school I read the Lord of the Rings and the Shanarra trilogy, and recently I have been catching up on the Ender saga. After Harry Potter I'm sure I will find another collection of books to obsess over (Phillip Pullman has been suggested to me recently).

But I digress. I wanted to post my official predictions for book 7, so that in the unlikely event that I'm right about something, I can feel smug about it. And in the much more likely event that I'm way off base, you can all laugh and point. I'll probably be updating this post as more things occur to me.

* Harry, Ron, and Hermione will survive. Not without injuries, (and I'm thinking burns, serious cuts, maybe even loss of limbs), but they all will be alive at the end of book 7.

* Voldemort will be vanquished, but Harry must find a way to finish him off without killing him, for Harry must not split his soul. I believe Harry will destroy the horcruxes (with a lot of help, I'm sure), but I think a dementor will be what finishes Voldemort off in the end, sucking the final bit of soul out through his mouth and leaving him in a state "worse than death." I have no idea how this will happen, since the dementors are supposedly on Voldemort's side. Harry's ability to produce a corporeal patronus is an important plot point, maybe the patronus will be strong enough to deflect a dementor from attacking Harry to attacking Voldemort instead?

* Lots of people will die, including at least two main characters (JKR has said so). For deaths, I am predicting Snape, Percy Weasley, possibly Mrs. Weasley, Wormtail, and Neville. Maybe Charlie Weasley, or Fred and George. I hope Neville will be the character who gets the reprieve, but I have a bad feeling about him. Of course, I assume that most of the Death Eaters and various other secondary characters will die as well.

* I think the book will end the way it began, with somebody giving their life to save Harry's. I believe it will be Snape or Wormtail. Possibly Neville.

* More likely, Neville will die attempting to revenge his parents and destroy Bellatrix Lestrange. I think he will be successful in vanquishing her (again, I'm not sure if he will actually split his soul by killing her or if he will find another way), but that he will die too.

* Dumbledore is really dead. At least, one of them is. I don't know if I believe that Albus and Aberforth Dumbledore switched places, but I find the idea intriguing. Regardless, I think they will both be dead by the end of book 7. As an aside, I think the idea that Dumbledore had a horcrux of his own (which I've read on several Harry Potter forums) is absolutely ludicrous. It doesn't make any sense, given what we know about Dumbledore and what we know about horcruxes.

* If Percy dies, he will die doing something heroic to redeem himself for the way he's been acting in the last few books.

* Wormtail must also die doing something heroic, and will repay his life debt to Harry (most likely by saving Harry's life).

* Harry will return to the Chamber of Secrets and find something important there, either a horcrux or some important revelation about Salazar Slytherin.

* Harry will re-visit the Room of Requirement, and find something extremely important to his quest; maybe a horcrux.

* I don't think Nagini is a horcrux, but I do think that Voldemort used the murder of Frank Bryce to create his sixth horcrux. My pet theory is that he used something Frank Bryce had on his person: the key to the Riddle House. Frank's spare key is mentioned several times in chapter 1 of book 4 and I think it would have had enough significance (the key to his father's house!) for Voldemort to use it as a horcrux. If this is the case, the key has most likely been magically concealed in the Riddle house.

* I'm going to go out on a limb and say that the wand in Ollivander's shop window (mentioned once, in passing, in book 1) is just a wand. I've read some crazy theories about this wand, from it being a horcrux to it belonging to Rowena Ravenclaw or even to Grindelwald, but I just don't find anything in the text to back them up. The theory seems to be based on the idea that the four founders' artifacts (and potential horcruxes) align with the four suits of the tarot (swords, cups, coins, and wands), but I find this much too big of an assumption to make with no basis in canon. Ollivander's a wand-maker, he displays a wand in the window of his shop. Sometimes a wand is just a wand. There's definitely something funny about Ollivander and his subsequent disappearance, though. I just can't fathom what it might be.

* Albus Dumbledore will continue giving Harry advice and guidance in book 7, either through his portrait, letters, memories in the pensieve, or some other means. I am certain that Fawkes will return to help Harry out as well.

* Many people have speculated that Harry will have to go through the veil in book 7, and I agree. I believe Sirius will be his guide and the key to him returning from beyond the veil. I just discovered this quote, which is very mysterious and seems to support the idea of going through the veil:

[JKR discusses the fact that you can't reverse death]"That's a given. Without it the plot would fall apart, though in Book Seven you'll see just how close you can get to the dead."

* Harry is willing to sacrifice himself to destroy Voldemort, and will probably do something he believes will result in his own death (i.e. going through the veil), but events beyond his control and outside of his knowledge will allow him to survive.

* Snape is good. Well, maybe "good" is the wrong word, but he is not working for Voldemort. He will redeem himself in the end, possibly dying to save Harry's life.

* I find this quote fascinating, but I can't even being to speculate on who might be married to whom:

"Have any of the Hogwarts professors had spouses?"
JKR: "Good question - yes, a few of them, but that information is sort of restricted - you'll find out why..."


* Snape is related somehow to Madame Pince, the librarian. She may be Snape's mother, in disguise (or in hiding), or another relative (aunt?). Maybe even Snape's wife, wouldn't that be scandalous? I base this theory entirely on the fact that Madame Pince's name, Irma Pince, anagrams to "I'm a Prince" (Snape's mother was Eileen Prince) and that their physical descriptions (sallow and hook-nosed) are similar.

* On www.jkrowling.com, under the Rumours section (5/13/05) JKR debunks the rumour that Snape is Luna Lovegood's father by saying "Mr. Lovegood, the editor of 'the Quibbler', really is Luna's father and Snape does not have a daughter." This seems awkwardly phrased...why wouldn't she say Snape doesn't have any children? Because he does? I find the idea that Snape has a son very interesting indeed. However, I do not think that it is Harry, or Neville, or even Draco.

* Many Harry Potter fans believe that Snape was in love with Lily. I definitely think there was some kind of connection between them, whether they dated or worked on potions together or were just good friends I'm not sure. This article about the French play Polyeucte (featuring a character named Severus) makes me think it was likely that Snape did have feelings for Lily, although I do not believe that they had a child (in reference to the prediction above).

* I do think it's possible that Snape entered into an Unbreakable Vow with Lily at some point in the past. I do not, however, believe that he had an Unbreakable Vow with Dumbledore. Dumbledore puts too much emphasis on the power of our choices to put somebody in a position where they have no choice.

* I think we will see, in the pensieve, somebody's memory of what actually happened in Godric's Hollow the night Voldemort killed Harry's parents. The memory might be Harry's, or it might be somebody else's...somebody else who would have been present that night. My guesses for who might have been present are Wormtail, Lupin, or one or both of Neville's parents. I also think we have been slightly mislead about what actually happened during that confrontation.

* Neville has been subjected to a memory charm, which is beginning to wear off. We will find out why and who put it on him.

* Petunia, with her "horsey" face and teeth, might have something to do with centaurs. I don't think she's part centaur (is that even possible?), but there is certainly more to Petunia than what we've seen so far.

* Harry will, of course, get back together with Ginny in the end. Ron and Hermione will, of course, be a couple in the end.

* We will see the mirror of Erised again, and other mirrors (including Sirius's mirror), will play an important role in book 7. I believe Voldemore used a (cracked and spotted) mirror to communicate with Draco (and who knows who else) in Book 6. The mirror hiding the collapsed secret passage on the fourth floor of Hogwarts will come into play, and we will find out why that passageway was blocked and where it leads. I suspect it has something to do with the Chamber of Secrets.

* The occupations of Harry's parents are supposed to be important to the plot (read quote here). I suspect that one or both of them were Unspeakables, who worked in the Department of Mysteries. Voldemort must have had some compelling reason for allowing Lily to live (he asked her to stand aside, so he could get to Harry, when he could have just as easily killed her first). It seems like giving Lily the choice to live (and allowing her to sacrifice herself to save Harry) was Voldemort's one big mistake.

* Moaning Myrtle will be back in book 7, and will have some critical information for Harry, probably about Voldemort (since she was at school with him).

* What's up with: wardrobes, grandfather clocks (particularly the one in the Gryffindor common room), clocks and watches in general, the Giant Squid, cracked and spotted mirrors (see my mirror prediction above), Neville's Mimbulus Mimbletonia, pigs (hogs, winged boars, boarhounds, etc.), the Draught of Living death (I don't think Dumbledore took this to fake his own death, but maybe Harry will take it at some point?), house elves, and Harry leaving his invisibility cloak lying around? I think all of these things will have a role in book 7. I just don't know what that role will be.

* Like most fans, I believe R.A.B. is Regulus Black (Sirius's dead brother). I will be thrilled if it turns out to be someone (or something) different, though.

* I have been haunted by the following three passages from the books, but I'm still not sure how I want to interpret them:

"Professor Trelawny was now teaching them palmistry; and she lost no time in informing Harry that he had the shortest life line she had ever seen."
(Prisoner of Azkaban, ch. 12, pg. 235 US paperback, italics mine)

"[Harry said]'But if I'd dropped dead every time she's told me I'm going to, I'd be a medical miracle.'
'You'd be a sort of extra-concentrated ghost,' said Ron, chortling..."
(Goblet of Fire, ch. 21, pg. 372 US paperback, italics mine)

"[Draco] looked back at at Harry and said in a low voice, 'You're dead, Potter.'
Harry raised his eyebrows. 'Funny,' he said, 'you'd think I'd have stopped walking around...'"
(Order of the Phoenix, ch. 38, pg. 851 US paperback, italics mine)

For a while I had a theory that Harry had really died that night at Godric's Hollow, and something else had inhabited his body. But how would a dead body continue to grow? I admit, that theory doesn't make any sense. The theory that Harry is a horcrux, or that his scar is a horcrux, seems more plausible, but I don't really believe that. What if Harry died but someone (Snape?) was able to "stopper" death, allowing Harry to survive (but not live, as per the prophecy) for a set period of time? And what exactly was Tom Riddle in Chamber of Secrets? A memory? A sort of extra-concentrated ghost? He became more solid (more like a real person) the more life he took from Ginny. Things to ponder.

* We will find out at least one of the 12 uses of dragon's blood (one more, that is; the 12th use is oven cleaner), and it will probably be something that saves Harry and others from dying in certain situations.

* As for the dragon pictured on the cover of the deluxe editionof book 7, I think it can only be a grown-up Norbert.


For some interesting notes about connections to alchemy in the Harry Potter books, click here, for a discussion of the Celtic wheel click here, and for a great editorial (not by me) about the ancient Egyptian links throughout the series click here. Oh yeah, and here is some info about the sacred hallows of Ireland (certainly at least one of the inspirations behind the title phrase "Deathly Hallows").

(edited 7/11 to add a few new predictions, some quotes, and clean up my egregious spelling and grammatical errors.)

(edited 7/16 to add my final thoughts.)

Monday, July 2, 2007

Presto!

Step 1: Fresh Basil



Step 2: Fresh Basil in Blender



Step 3: Fresh Pesto in Bowl




Okay, I may have skipped some steps, but is there anything better than a bowl of fresh pesto sauce? I used to make it from a packet, but in the last year or two I've discovered that it's just as easy, and much tastier, to make it myself. I don't have a specific recipe (because it depends on what I have on hand at the time), but here are some guidelines:

MY PESTO FORMULA

2 cups basil, give or take

Juice of 2-3 lemons

1/4 - 1/2 cup olive oil

1/4 - 1/2 cup Parmesan cheese (I like a lot of cheese)

2 - 3 cloves of garlic, peeled

1/4 - 1/2 cup nuts (I usually use walnuts, but pine nuts are more traditional. Alton Brown has a great recipe using pistachios. In a pinch, I've used pecans and even raw almond butter.)

Splash of apple cider or other vinegar (optional: if you need more acid but have run out of lemons)

Cayenne pepper or tabasco sauce, to taste

Tamari, soy sauce, or sea salt, to taste (if you use a lot of cheese, you won't need much salt)

Pinch of ground mustard or actual mustard (there is some chemistry going on here, as the mustard helps emulsify the olive oil and lemon juice)

Freshly ground pepper, to taste

Throw everything in the blender and blend the heck out of it. Use a silicone spatula if necessary to help the mixture turn over. Be careful! Wooden spoon not recommended: chunks of wood do not enhance pesto's texture.

I think that's it! Spread finished pesto on pasta, salads (add a bit more lemon juice to make a yummy dressing), bread, crackers, sandwiches...


And of course, ugly, misshapen pizzas! I probably should have done a better job rolling out the dough, but they tasted great.

Friday, June 22, 2007

My New Car

How cool is this cubist car?


I wonder what it runs on. Do you think I could get it in blue?

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Pretty in Pink

Pink Size 8 Jelly Shoes at Target: $2.50


Re-living the summer I was eight years old: priceless

More about the inexplicable resurgence of 80's fashions soon. Probably. I'm hoping I can find some embarrassing (and fashionable!) photos of myself from that era.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Park-itecture

World-renowned architect Frank Gehry will be designing a new playground in lower Manhattan. Wow! That kind of makes my local playground seem primitive and crappy. But wait, it just got a fresh coating of woodchips!

Seriously, I think this is going to be really fabulous and I can't wait to see photos of the completed project. As I recall, when Frank Gehry designed the Springfield cultural center, he couldn't keep the skateboarders away, so he seems like a logical choice for playground design (incidentally, Gehry played himself in that episode).


I imagine the slide will look something like this:

(The Experience Music Project in Seattle)

Or possibly this:


(Fish Dance in Kobe, Japan)

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Vindicated!

The internet is a magical, magical thing.

As a young, impressionable child in the 80's, I used to watch a show called The Great Space Coaster. I remember it with great fondness, but I've never been able to find another living soul who has heard of this program or will admit to having watched it. When I try to describe the show, people generally roll their eyes and accuse me of dreaming or otherwise hallucinating it. Granted, an amazing (an vaguely psychedelic) space roller coaster and a talking gnu do seem a little far-fetched.

I got sick of being called crazy though, so one day, I decided to Google it. Miracle of miracles, you can actual watch the (fabulous) intro in its entirety here. But be warned, that song will be stuck in your head for years.

My favorite character from The Great Space Coaster was a newscaster (or should I say gnuscaster?) named Gary Gnu, whose tagline was "no gnus is good gnus". I don't know exactly what a gnu is (Wiki does!), but they seem to wear a lot of eye makeup. Watch Gary in action here.

Take that, nay-sayers! Even hit show Family Guy has grabbed a piece of the space coasting action. Who's crazy now?

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Love is a mix tape


First, the title of this post doesn't come from my own clever brain, rather, it is the title of an actual book by Rolling Stone writer Rob Sheffield. I haven't read it yet, but it comes highly recommended and I'm hoping to pick it up soon. The artwork at left comes from this book.

With the slow demise of cassettes, I have been contemplating the phenomenon of the mix tape in my own life and in our culture. I still remember the first mix tape I made for my husband, back in 1996. He was on vacation in Maryland, I was preparing to leave on a (separate) trip to Florida, and his birthday was approaching. We hadn't been dating long enough for me to send anything too expensive or too romantic, but I wanted him to know I was thinking of him. The perfect solution? A mix tape, of course! Between packing my suitcase and the arduous process of casette-to-casette recording, I stayed up all night making that tape. I mailed it the next morning, and I suppose the rest is history. He did marry me, after all.

While CD's and other new-fangled technologies make it easier than ever to create a personalized music mix for yourself or your friends, I can't help feeling that we're missing out somehow. Back in the day, a mix tape was the perfect gift, because the recipient understood the amount of thought and effort that went into its creation. Today, you spend a few minutes plugging the songs into your computer, hit the "burn" button, and you're done.

I guess what I'm really pondering here is nature of gifts. As children, we start out by making things with our own hands and anything we can stick glitter onto. As we get older and wealthier, we can afford to buy more elaborate and expensive gifts for our loved ones. But I can't help wondering if those pricy gifts, which take just minutes to select and purchase, are really a better representation of our affection than the time and energy invested in the creation of a mix tape, or even a macaroni necklace.

Friday, May 18, 2007

A picture is worth 1000 words, etc.

Just for fun, I have mapped out my "VisualDNA" at imagini.net. I'm not sure if if's a dating site or what (no, I'm not looking for dates) but I found the image-based personality test more interesting than some of the other wacky quizzes and things you can find online.



Click on the "Get your own VisualDNA" link above to try it (it's free and you don't have to create a profile or anything).

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Where am I going and why am I in this handbasket?

Yeah, yeah, I'll start posting again soon. Until then, please enjoy my favorite Hemingway quote, re-imagined as a church sign:

(to make your own, click here)

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

The Cruelest Month

All right T.S. Eliot, you win. April is the cruelest month. Thank goodness that's over! The last few weeks have been among the worst in my life, with unlucky events happening one after the other. I was beginning to feel like the title character in Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, except that it was all month long, and I didn't have the option of moving to Australia.

Fortunately, April is behind us now. I received some very good news today, and I feel like May's going to be a better month for me. But I'd like to have a quick moment of silence for my car, which was recently totaled in a very unfortunate traffic accident. Farewell, stealth car. We had a good run.


(The only photo I could find was of the car covered in ice, but you get the idea.)

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Bookmobile

I'm working on a more serious, more lengthy post, but until I get that together here's a quick book recommendation: The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon. I read a glowing review of this book on a Harry Potter forum, of all places, and decided to check it out. I think it's the best new book I've read this year. On the surface, it's a book about a 15-year old autistic boy who is trying to figure out who killed his neighbor's dog. Of course, like all good books, there is much more to it than this. It's a quick and thought-provoking read: subtly funny, poignant, and devastating all at once. If you have a good head for math and numbers you'll enjoy it even more, as the book is packed with impossible math puzzles (but you don't have to understand them to read the book). As for me, I am becoming increasingly interested in the way human language develops (with a talkative two-year-old in the house, it's hard not to be) and this book brings up many interesting questions about the ways we learn to communicate with each other and the assumptions that we make.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Fidelity

Apropos of nothing, I really like the song Fidelity by Regina Spektor. It's kind of pop-y, and I hear it on the radio five times an hour, but I love it anyway. She has a sensational voice, but I think it's the pizzicato violin (or what sounds to me like pizzicato violin; I'm no expert) that sucks me in. The video is fantastic too, starting out in black-and-white and ending with handfuls of colored pixie dust (watch it here). Plus, I dig her black-and-white heels.

Oddly, even now, years after the New Kids on the Block debacle, I still feel somehow embarassed when I find myself liking a song that gets heavy radio play. Am I secretly a music snob? Why do I feel like I should have to work harder to find music I like?

Thursday, April 5, 2007

Hey! You got your curry in my chocolate!

I recently watched a profile on Food Network about Vosges Haut-Chocolat in Chicago. Owner Katrina Markoff utilizes unusual and unexpected spices and flavorings to create exotic truffles, chocolate bars, and even ice cream. I was intrigued by the idea of combining things like olives, wasabi, or pink Himalayan salt with chocolate, but never expected to actually taste any of these crazy concoctions. Imagine my surpise when I stumbled upon a display of Vosges chocolate bars at my local Whole Foods. My first reaction was sticker shock. $7 for a chocolate bar? Inconceivable! But as I continued shopping I kept thinking about the chocolate, rationalizing that they were large-sized bars, and made with expensive ingredients, and surely I could afford just one?

So I went back to the display. The first bar that caught my eye was the Red Fire, made with chili peppers and cinnamon. However, I have already tasted similar flavors from both Moonstruck and Dagoba, so I decided to go with my second choice: the Naga bar, combining sweet Indian curry powder with tiny coconut flakes. I was alternately skeptical and fascinated when I finally got home and opened the bar. Inside, the chocolate was smooth and shiny with cute images of a girl with a shopping bag stamped onto the squares. I browsed the detailed "instructions" on the back of the box (which recommed savoring the chocolate using all five senses), closed my eyes, and took a bite.

Wow! I know it's a cliche to talk about having a party in my mouth, but the flavor was incredible. Sweet, salty, savory, and creamy all at once. I was impressed! I've tasted a lot of unusually flavored chocolates, (particularly in London, where all the sweets seemed to be made out of flowers) but this curry bar was the first one to really knock my socks off. If you get a chance you really must try this chocolate (and if you don't like it, send me the leftovers). I'm going to have to try the Black Pearl (that's the wasabi one) next.

Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Don't Panic!


I haven't had time to post a coherant, beautifully illustrated post in a while, which several of you have brought to my attention (love you guys, thanks for reading!). So, until I can put together something better, here's my random thought for today:

At my gym, the one strict rule is that you bring your own towel and keep it with you at all times. Because I'm a dork, this always makes me think of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Now if I could just figure out how to infuse my towel with nutrients, I'd be all set.

(towels courtesy of Bed, Bath and Beyond)

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Spring Cleaning

Hmmm...it smells like fresh cut grass, the world is puddle-wonderful, I think spring is here at last!

With the first week of really nice, spring-like weather I have been feeling a strong compulsion, verging on physical panic, to organize my house (and by extension, my life). Last weekend, for example, when I should have been outside frolicking, I was rearranging my closets. It started out innocently enough, with me trying to find a box of sandals and other summer-y shoes. Then, naturally, I had to unpack the summer clothes, and then find my daughter's warm-weather stuff as well. Before I knew it, I was in full-on spring cleaning mode.

This cleaning jag feels similar, though not so intense, to the "nesting" instinct I experienced during pregnancy. It culminated the day before my daughter was born, when I could not sit still for a second because of all the imagined tasks I had to complete before the birth. I remember pleading with my husband to help me hang some ceramic hippos above the window in the nursery, so our baby would have something interesting to look at (keep in mind that newborns can only focus on things about 12 inches away from them, and it takes months for their eyesight to fully mature). Finally, I dragged out a stool to do it myself. My husband talked me down from the brink of madness (because lumbering my 9-month pregnant body onto a stool would have been madness indeed), the next day I gave birth, and the hippos were forgotten. In fact, they remain unhung to this day.

It's interesting how the change in seasons still brings back those primal "nesting" urges, even though as humans we don't necessary have our babies in the springtime.

(the painting is Spring by Alphons Mucha)

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Zucchini Muffins

I'm a bit late posting this, but these are the zucchini muffins I made for St. Patrick's Day (recipe here). They came out great: zucchini-y, not too sweet, and very moist (thanks to the yogurt). Next time I make them I will probably incorporate some cinnamon and nutmeg. I served them with green cream cheese frosting (recipe here), which is optional, but delicious. They keep well too; I had the last one for lunch today and it was still tasty. Yay for eating my vegetables!

(Edited to add that zucchini is hard to spell.)

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Mmm...Pi...

My inner geek was delighted to learn that today (3-14, get it?) is Pi Day! What's even more fabulous is that you can send a greeting card in honor of the occasion. I've never been a math whiz, but I love the idea of an "irrational" number. That, and I do have a certain fascination with the Greek language.

Sadly, I haven't read the biography of Pi yet, or even Life of Pi. Nor have I watched Pi the movie, although a former co-worker told me it would Change! My! Life! I guess I know how I'll be celebrating.

(Why yes, I did make that graphic myself. Stop laughing!)

Edited to add that March 14th is also Albert Einstein's birthday. Of course it is!

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Vietnamese Chicken Curry

Blech. I've been sick--or caring for my sick family--all week, and haven't been feeling very creative. This seems like as good a time as any to post my evolving Vietnamese Chicken Curry recipe.

Let me preface it by explaining that there's a great Vietnamese restaurant in Salt Lake called East West Connection; I used to eat there frequently when I used to live there. Their chicken curry is practically perfect in every way, and I've been trying to recreate it since I moved. If you live in Salt Lake, you should go get some right now and count your blessings. My next task will be to take on their lettuce wraps.

The receipe below is derived from The Classic Cuisine of Vietnam by Bach Ngo and Gloria Zimmerman. A Vietnamese curry is different than a Thai or Indian curry: less spicy, sweeter, more lemongrass-y. Vietnamese cuisine traditionally emphasizes the use of fresh herbs and vegetables and the balancing of sweet, salty, sour, and bitter flavors.

This recipe makes 8-10 servings, assuming you eat it with rice (I recommend a fragrant rice like Basmati or Thai Jasmine).

Vietnamese Chicken Curry (Gà càri)

Ingredients:

1 stalk fresh lemon grass or 1 tbsp dried
4 tsp curry powder
Fresh ground black pepper, to taste
1 tsp sugar
4 tsp salt
1 1/2 - 2 lbs chicken breast, cut into 1-inch squares
7 tbsp Vegetable oil (or enough to coat the bottom of your pot)
1-2 sweet potatoes, peeled and cut into 1-inch squares
2-3 white potatoes, peeled and cut into 1-inch squares
4-6 cloves garlic, chopped
3 Bay leaves
1 large onion, chopped
2 c water or chicken broth
2-3 carrots, cut into 2-inch slices
1 can (14 oz.) coconut milk (Thai Kitchen brand is preservative-free)
Juice of one lime
Thai red curry paste, to taste
Handful of fresh basil, torn into small pieces (optional)
1 additional cup water or chicken broth

Directions:

If you are using fresh lemongrass, remove the outer leaves and upper two-thirds of the stalks, then chop the remainder very finely. If you don't want to bother with the chopping, bruise the lemongrass with the back of your knife, then cut several notches down the length of it. Toss the uncut lemongrass in with the onions, but remove it (along with the bay leaves) before serving. Lemongrass will never fully soften with cooking and must be cut very small to be edible. If you are using dried lemongrass, it should be soaked in warm water for 2 hours, then drained and chopped fine.

Combine the curry powder, black pepper, sugar, and salt with 1 tbsp of vegetable oil and marinate the chicken in the mixture for at least 1 hour.

Heat the remaining oil in a large pot and fry the potatoes over high heat until brown. (It is not necessary to completely cook potatoes at this point, only to brown them). When well browned, remove potatoes from the pan and set aside. Safety tip: remove pot from heat when adding or removing potatoes and be VERY careful. Hot oil causes nasty burns! Trust me!

Add the garlic to the same oil you used for the potatoes and fry it for a few seconds on high heat. Add the bay leaves, onion, and lemongrass. Stir briefly and add the marinated chicken, stirring long enough to sear the meat slightly. Add the 2 cups of water and carrots, then cover and bring to a boil. Turn the heat down and simmer for 5 minutes; uncover and stir, then cook, covered, for another 10 minutes. Remove the cover and add the pre-fried potatoes, the coconut milk, and the milk. Also add the lime juice, red curry paste, and basil at this time. If you don't have Thai red curry paste on hand, use Tabasco sauce or cayenne pepper to acheive desired spicyness. Cover again and simmer another 15 minutes. Taste, add salt and pepper as necessary. Serve with rice.

Friday, March 2, 2007

What am I reading this week?

I've added a new section to the right-hand side of my blog: check it out! I'm hoping to keep it updated with the books I'm reading on a somewhat weekly basis. Pictured here is The World That We Want, a beautifully illustrated picture book by Kim Michelle Toft (thanks, sister!).

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Gyme? What's a gyme?

So, I joined a gym today. Woo...hoo...? Although I'm excited about it, I never really saw myself as the gym-going type. Maybe because the thought of going to the gym makes me flash back to those elementary and junior-high school P.E. classes, where the non-athletic (me) got mixed in with the super-athletic (girls' basketball team) and were forced to compete against each other, with appropriately hilarious (embarrassing) results.

But I digress. The gym I joined is full of positive, helpful people, and they have child care! Most of the members seem to be regular people like me, in various states of fitness and non-fitness, just trying to improve themselves. So why do I feel so torn about my decision to join? I think it's because I hate to admit that I need help with anything. And I do need help with this. At home, I have a box of workout videos, free weights, and a big blue exercise ball, but I've never been more out of shape. It's obvious that I can't motivate myself, plus, it's hard to do yoga with a 2-year old crawling all over me. Help me, gym!

Monday, February 26, 2007

"I have lost to February"

February always seems to arrive just at the point when I can't take any more winter. Regardless of what the groundhog sees, February always teases me with some lovely, spring-like weather: just enough so I get excited about unpacking my sandals and summer clothes. Then February laughs and turns back into winter. Curse you, February!

I'm trying to make this blog more about my own thoughts and less about linking to other people, but often I find that someone else has said what I'm trying to say so perfectly that it would be a loss not to mention it. Today, I am thinking about a haunting Dar Williams song about two lovers whose relationship can't withstand the winter. It's called, appropriately, February:

And February was so long that it lasted into March
And found us walking a path alone together.
You stopped and pointed and you said, "That's a crocus,"
And I said, "What's a crocus?" and you said, "It's a flower,"
And I tried to remember, but I said, "What's a flower?"

On a day like today, when it is so gray and cold and it feels like it will never stop raining, it's hard to remember the meaning behind words like "spring" and "sunshine" and "joy."


(Melancholy by Edvard Munch)

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

The Merciless Peppers of Quetzlzacatenango

While not grown deep in the jungle primeval by the inmates of a Guatemalan insane asylum, the Bjut Jolokia or "Ghost Chile" pepper is actually the hottest pepper on Earth.

Chile pepper "heat" is measured in Scoville Heat Units or SHUs. Originally, as I learned in a particular delightful episode of Good Eats, these SHUs were based on the amount of sugar water it would take to completely dilute the "heat" of the pepper, as measured by a (probably reluctant) human panel. Originator Wilbur Scoville may have been a bit of a masochist, but scientists continued to name the Scoville Heat Unit after him even after they changed the method to a less subjective (and less painful) test using high-performance liquid chromatography.

The Bjut Jolokia tops out at 1,041,427 SHU, meaning that it would take just about all the water on Earth, mixed with most of the sugar, to dissipate its heat. And while you're mixing up that sugar water, this crazy pepper will probably burn a hole right through your tongue.

Monday, February 19, 2007

A Pure and Perfect Mango

Many of you who know me in real life will be aware of my personal grail quest: the search for the perfect mango. I've eaten just one perfect mango, several close-to-perfect mangoes, and entirely too many terrible mangoes. I just don't have the knack for picking the good ones. But that doesn't stop me from trying.

The one in the photo, which I ate yesterday, was slightly less than perfect. The texture was good: firm, slippery, never stringy (if there's anything that makes my skin crawl more than a stringy mango, I don't know what it is). The flavor was a little off, a little too astringent, perhaps, but I was pleased with it. So pleased that I rushed out to buy four more mangoes from the same box at the same store. We'll see how that pans out.

There was a poem I wanted to quote in relation to mangoes and my often fruitless (ha!) pursuit of them. I know I have read--or heard--this poem somewhere in my past, and I know there is a line about eating a pure and perfect mango. I've been obsessing about it for hours and I think I have narrowed down the poet: Carolyn Forché. I think I attended one of her poetry readings and heard the poem there. It makes me crazy that I can't remember for sure. I pored over my bookshelf and discovered that I do own a book by Ms. Forché: Against Forgetting. Unfortunately, this is a collection she edited, and does not actually contain any of her work. Even the internet is silent on the subject of Carolyn Forché and mangoes.

I'm sure the poem wasn't about mangoes at all, more likely it was a poem about war or civil strife. Yet somehow I remember that one line, the ideal of the pure and perfect mango.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Hoggy New Year!

Happy Chinese New Year everybody! Welcome to the year of the pig. In honor of the new year, the Chinese postal service has issued these adorable stamps that both smell and taste of sweet and sour pork. Fabulous!

I can't help wondering what they'll do to celebrate next year, the year of the rat.

(illustrations borrowed from my copy of Charlotte's Web)

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Happy Valentine's Day!

I still remember an article I wrote about Valentine's Day for my high school newspaper. I put in a lot of great stuff about the pagan origins of Valentine's Day (similar to this article, in fact, but not quite so well written) and my editor, in his infinite wisdom, titled the article "Sacrificing Goats and Dogs." Romantic, eh?

If you are pro-Valentine's Day, check out this post by Shauna James of Gluten-Free Girl. I adore her blog anyway, but this post about finding her true love is particularly sweet and beautifully written.

If you are anti-Valentine's Day, check out the "Hate" menu at Chow.com. Heart tartare, bitter honey, and loads of stinky garlic to keep those pesky cupids at bay.

(ubiquitous angels by Raphael)

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Melancholy

from dictionary.com:
mel·an·chol·y [mel-uhn-kol-ee]

noun
1. a gloomy state of mind, esp. when habitual or prolonged; depression.
2. sober thoughtfulness; pensiveness.
3. Archaic. a. the condition of having too much black bile, considered in ancient and
medieval medicine to cause gloominess and depression.
b. black bile.

adjective
4. affected with, characterized by, or showing melancholy; mournful; depressed: a
melancholy mood.
5. causing melancholy or sadness; saddening: a melancholy occasion.
6. soberly thoughtful; pensive.

The word "melancholy" sounds like a beautiful, sad little song in my head. Naturally, I always assumed that's what the word meant: beautiful and sad. I don't really have much to add to this, being in a melancholy mood myself at the moment, but this painting (Proserpine by Dante Gabriel Rossetti) is basically what "melancholy" looks like in my brain. Now you know.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

A eulogy, of sorts

In October 1995 I was just starting college: young, idealistic, naive. I was priveleged to attend a writer's conference with such local writers as David Lee (Utah's first Poet Laureate) and Leslie Norris. Norris was a Welsh poet influenced by Dylan Thomas (whoever he was) who moved to Utah in his later life. I was equally priveleged to attend a poetry reading by Professor Norris, which included the title poem from his most recent book of poetry, A Sea in the Desert. I described Leslie Norris in my journal that night as "an incredible man...with broad gestures (but small hands) and a worn but scarcely hidden Green-Isled accent".

My favorite stanza from his poem A Sea in the Desert goes like this:

A man is moon to his own sea --
he draws it after him,
like a dog it follows him
the days of his life.

You can read the poem in its entirety here. I love the way the shape of the poem echoes the rhythm of waves on a beach. Something about the idea that we each tug our own ocean along behind us really resonates with me. When I first heard this poem, I thought that this metaphorical ocean described the pool of our experiences, our "baggage", if you will, which we can try to share with each other but at the same time can only be completely understood within ourselves. A lonely idea, certainly, but to me the ocean was always the epitome of loneliness.

I was shocked and saddened when I learned, on preparing to write this post, that Professor Norris died last April. It makes me feel fragile and melancholy to learn that this man, who so inflenced me, who I haven't thought about in so many years, has passed on.

I still have the dog-eared and copiously annotated copy of A Sea in the Desert I purchased immediately following his reading. I noted the date inside, 10/11/95, but wish I had thought to have him sign it. I guess in the end a man's poetry is as much of a signature as anything else he could provide.

(art by JMW Turner (Dawn After the Wreck) and Hokusai (The Hollow of the Deep-Sea Wave off Kanagawa)

Thursday, February 8, 2007

"I assure you, we will not let the glaciers win."

I couldn't talk about global warming without linking to this hilarious Saturday Night Live skit, which imagines what the world might be like if Al Gore had won the 2000 election. Good clean fun, even for Republicans! If that link doesn't work, go here, scroll down to the Video Archive section, click on Political Satire and then choose the Parallel Universe clip. You won't be disappointed.

Wednesday, February 7, 2007

Global Warming: D'oh!

Global warming is real and it's "probably" our fault. Frankly, I'm surprised it took a team of scientists to figure this out, because who else's fault would it be? Oh right, the cows. Regardless of whose fault it is, here's a fun article from Newsweek about how we can't and won't do anything about it.

But I'm not here to get up on my soapbox about global warming. I'm no expert. I haven't read An Inconvenient Truth, I don't drive an electric car, and I haven't even seen the electric car movie (although I hope to do all of these things sooner than later).

No, I'm here to talk about the draft. Wait, I'm actually here to talk about the Bible. Again. I was watching The Search for Noah's Ark (one of my favorite Biblical subjects) on The History Channel the other day. In addition to searching for the physical location of Noah's big boat, various well-educated people were exploring theories about what (aside from the wrath of God, that is) might have caused such a large-scale flood that people would be talking about it for thousands of years. And the most interesting theory (to me, anyway), was that Noah's flood was caused by global warming. That's right. The Earth got too warm, the oceans started to rise, and the Mediterranean spilled into the Black Sea through a narrow isthmus. There is archealogical evidence of this, in fact, in the form of underwater beaches. While this may or may not be the origin of the Biblical flood story, it's certainly worth thinking about.

Am I saying global warming is not caused by humans, if it was happening thousands of years ago? Not really. The people in the Bible didn't have cars, but they certainly burned a lot of stuff (all those animal sacrifices, for one thing). I'm no scientist, but I don't think it's improbable that people could have been the cause of global warming all the way back then. What I'm really trying to say is that, when the oceans start rising, it's a big deal, and when they say that the oceans will rise 7-23 inches in the next 100 years, I find it pretty scary.

What should we do? Whatever we can, I guess. There are some good ideas here. Check out these awesome solar panels Japanese engineers are working on. Thanks, Japanese engineers! Maybe by the time I buy a house (or an ark) they'll have the technology perfected.


(edited to add that my awesome sister has listed some great suggestions for fighting global warming in the comments section: check it out!)