- went and had a deep-tissue massage (and concluded that yes, I really need to commit to having one once a month if not more often)
- took myself for a sushi lunch afterwards
- acquired a chocolate croissant
- did necessary grocery shopping
- landed at home, where I watched an episode of Dark Matter and ate the croissant, and watched the rest of an episode of Your Lie in April
- went for a walk while the sun was out
- came back, considered sewing, decided I was physically tired and so sat and watched the rest of an episode of Lucifer with Luna Cat on my lap
- considered sewing again, decided I was tired, and lay down on the futon for close to an hour without disturbing Luna at all
- got up and sewed some
It's been SO nice. I desperately needed to take care of myself, and I did a lot of that today.
We had a great Christmas break. We mostly hung about home; I sewed a lot; we both played a lot of our respective video games (Skyrim VR for P, Assassin's Creed 4 for me). Christmas day we spent with P's family, which was quiet and pleasant. Shortly before the end of break we went to Houston to visit some cousins for a small family function. It was a nice change for me - previous family functions have all been of the sort where there's literally 200+ people invited, of whom I know about six (and all of whom are busy organizing the event and saying hello to all the guests), but this one was the six people or so that I actually knew, and who I got to know better. Lovely visit. Then I went back to work for 4 days and came down with a cold. I'm still dealing with the chest congestion/stupid fatigue dregs of that, and P's now got it. :(
I know two people who are directly affected by the dratted government shutdown, which is on day 28 (the longest in history, over border wall funding). One of the two works for NASA and it is a felony for her to go into her office. The other doesn't work for the government in any capacity, but her office is inside of a government research lab and she hasn't been able to get into her office for a month now. She would really like to be able to do her job! Fortunately she's got a second job that she can put more hours into while the shutdown continues, but it's a soul-sucking position. Meanwhile there are lots and lots of people being forced to work without pay, which is starting to affect the economy, etc... What a country.
The work going on in my group is getting exciting and cool, and I'm looking forward to getting back and being a part of it again. And the sewing project I'm working on right now is coming along well; I think I'll have energy a little later today to actually do some work on it, which would be nice.
Happy weekend, everyone!
I remember being COMPLETELY ENCHANTED when I first saw The Neverending Story in theaters. The puppets! The characters! The story! Magic breaking into the everyday world, or someone Very Like Me escaping into a world of magic! It was all just amazing and wonderful and transportive at the time.
With those fond memories in mind, I put it on again last night (currently on Netflix). I discovered that the eyes and experience of a 40-some year-old are very different from an 11-year-old.
From an adult point of view, the story is one that I've now read or seen in a few hundred books and movies. This particular iteration of the Hero's Journey isn't very deep or very involved. The dialogue is simple and not particularly witty. The puppets were probably pretty impressive at the time, but lip-synching is an issue and they're just not very convincing anymore compared with today's CGI wonders. It was a film of its time, and it was aimed squarely at kids. Which was fine when I was eleven, but sadly doesn't work so well now.
In contrast, while I haven't seen them all that recently, I believe films like Labyrinth and Dark Crystal hold up better to adults, perhaps because they're targeted more towards teenagers than children. Similarly, The Princess Bride, while pretty goofy, is still very watchable.
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It was sort of worrisome to behold. I figured anything that had left that crazy a smoke trail can't have had a good ending!
Fortunately the consensus is that this was a noctilucent cloud left behind by a meteor/meteorite. It must have been quite high up - it was seen in Sacramento and Lake Tahoe.
I am basically okay but am having a lot of congestion and irritation from the smoke. I'm really grateful for my little steam inhaler which I bought a couple of years ago for a bout of bronchitis and which I will now swear is full of miracles. It REALLY helps, and keeps me feeling better for hours and hours and hours.
More later when I have time.
Because research in my building involves lots of chemicals, the building is required to have air from the outside circulated into the building to keep the air 'fresh'. I'm really not looking forward to breathing smoke all day!
(And given how bad the smoke is here, I can only imagine how horrendous the fire itself must be.)
This recipe was my version of a recipe I saw on Tumblr which I can no longer find, more’s the pity. It assumes you’re going for a bunch of noodles rather than a bowl of soup. The main trick here is to re-use the egg-boiling water for the ramen and veggies.
( Recipe under the cut )
And here's a video of Convivium singing Melissa Dunphy's O Oriens to open that same concert!
Anyway. In G+, I could get an image included easily if I link to a tumblr post. I'm guessing here I need to work at it?
Cool post at scifigrl's tumblr with an Insane Butter Sculpture here.
The actual picture (let's see if it'll let me do this):
My grandmother had a big house down on Cape Cod where she lived during the summer, and my family would generally go down a couple of times a summer. This particular time, I’d invited my best friend E along as well.
One evening, my grandmother decided to make pot roast for dinner. (You can see where this is going, right?)
I should say in my own defense that I know essentially nothing about how to cook large hunks of meat. At home such things were roasted, either in the oven or on my dad’s kettle grill (aka the best way). It may in fact be possible to cook large hunks of meat in a pressure cooker and not have it end up inedible. I just don’t know.
My grandmother stuck the pot roast and some water into the pressure cooker, closed it, stuck it on a burner, and turned the heat on.
And walked away.
Most of us were sitting out on the back porch watching the sunset. At some point we noticed that in addition to the salt smell of the water below, there was a rather different smell coming from the house. The pressure cooker had gone completely dry - maybe it hadn’t been sealed correctly - and the object within was burned black.
I have no idea whether it ever occurred to my grandmother that not serving the pot roast was an option. In any event, served it was. I think we must have gotten the smoke out of the house by the time dinner was served, because I have no memory of smelling smoke during dinner. Or maybe there was still smoke in the air, but my sensory memory of that meal was entirely and completely overshadowed by the bite or two of dry, gritty, burned material boldly masquerading as pot roast. My mother told me later that my friend E gave her a look and whispered, “Do I have to eat it?” to which my mother (a reasonable person) whispered “No!” in response. My father, dutiful son that he was, ate his entire portion.
I think my grandmother must have gone to bed early, because once she was out of the picture the rest of us piled into the car and salved our poor taste buds with the sweetness of ice cream.
And according to my mother, when she and my father woke up the next morning, the first words out of his mouth (before he said “Good morning” or “I love you” or anything) were, “That was, without a doubt, the very worst meal I have ever eaten.”
It's a mid-2010 Macbook Pro, and it's really getting time to replace it - powerd comes up and starts sucking stupid amounts of CPU on a regular basis which slows the whole system down. Rebooting seems to be the only reliable way to solve the issue. (Helpful hints welcome!)
One of its other quirks is that Google Music Manager sometimes has issues connecting. After a restart, I came across the issue again this morning, and finally clicked the "More Info" link to see if I could find anything out. It brought me here.
The first suggestion is checking/adjusting your firewall settings (which in my case fixed the problem). But check out their next suggestion:
"If you are still seeing the "Couldn't Connect to Google Play" error message, try the following steps:
Open Music Manager and click on the window that appears.
Using your keyboard and arrow keys, press: up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a.
A new window will open. Click Open browser and follow the prompts to log in.
Copy the code that is displayed, then return to Music Manager, paste in the code, and press Submit code."
The key sequence is, of course, the Konami Code, used for cheats in various Konami video games ages and ages ago. I'm highly amused that Google has integrated it into at least one of their apps!
- Thomas figured out how to jump from the top of one of the gates onto (sigh) the kitchen counter... the one next to the stove.
- They both managed to get up onto the chairs by the kitchen table.
-They both managed to get up onto the futon under their own power. (This means that the dining room table is accessible, and that tops of nearby bookshelves will be soon.)
This morning when I opened the door to the bedroom, both kittens IMMEDIATELY climbed over the gate (we'd taken them down for a while last evening but put them back up, deciding the kittens needed a safe spot) and came running towards me! They were clearly very excited to see the hooman, which was utterly charming. :)
They think the bathroom is totally awesome. They love to claw the rug, and they think that having Thomas get up on the tub wall and hide between the plastic shower liner and the decorative curtain while Luna plays with the moving decorative curtain is just the best thing ever.
(This isn't that activity, but they're still obviously having a blast.)
I took a couple of photos of Huz holding Thomas so you could get an idea of just how tiny they are:
(All the images should be clickable if you want to see big versions!)
This little girl was named Pinta back at the shelter, but we've named her Luna.
This little boy was called Santiago at the shelter. We're not 100% sure, but we think his name is Tigger.
They figured out the bed....
...and how to climb onto the second pantry shelf.
Today they figured out how to climb the gates that were keeping them in the kitchen:
Penny Cat is not entirely pleased by the invasion of these new felines into her territory, but she hasn't done anything worse than hiss and growl at them.
We'll keep you posted as new developments occur!