10.31.08

I've been knitting some mindless, thoroughly enjoyable stripes at night.....
I love the watching the colors change. It is the Noro Striped Scarf from Brooklyn Tweed, knit with Cascade 220 in Charcoal and Noro (lost the band, no idea what it is. Kureyon? maybe?)
(It only took me 15 tries to upload this picture. blogger: you suck)

It's been a quiet day besides the 'obscure business proposal' I received from a 'dear friend'. At least I have friendly and courteous spammers, thank you Mr Chin-Li.
I've been loving all the old 'horror' movies on AMC. Last night I watched The Return of Doctor X. Halfway through the movie I started to wonder if my DVR had in fact taped something wrong since Humphrey Bogart was nowhere to be seen. He finally showed up with a freaky white bunny rabbit in tow, looking great, in a pale, crazy sort of a way.........
and, of course, last night was the premier of 30 rock.
YAY!

10.28.08

It is official: I am an insensitive loser. Not only do I not have any hummus in my fridge, I am also without gluten free crackers.

This post from Stuff White People Like is the funniest and saddest thing I've read all day.

When it comes to food, all white people are either allergic to/or have stopped eating everything you consider delicious. It’s a good idea to come to grips with the concept, because it will save you a lot of headaches.

Look! A completely unrelated picture:

10.24.08

These were taken before the snow started falling this week........

Today is the first day of my one hundred push challenge - I am ashamed of my granny push-ups (apparently called 'knee' push-ups to the politically correct), so I will not be divulging here how few I am capable of. What can I say, besides, of course, the obvious: I have wee chicken arms.

10.17.08

In looking over the books I've completed so far this year, it was surprising how many I'd actually finished, more than double from last year. Here are my notable picks: (Photos shamelessly stolen from Amazon)

The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman

I read this in one very late night (I couldn't put it down). It is a fascinating story with odd, strangely believable characters living in a world nearly ours (but much cooler).

The Girl Who Played Go By Shan Sa

I wasn't prepared for the conclusion of the story - read it and you will understand.


Blindness by Jose Saramago

This book was a difficult but engrossing read. Difficult, not because of the subject matter (though that was at times disturbing) but because of the lack of punctuation. I usually read fast - it is a bad habit and you can miss a lot of details along the way - but when punctuation is missing you have to slow down and pay attention He never names his characters and the city and country in which the story occurs is never mentioned.


Turn, Magic Wheel by Dawn Powell
She describes her characters so vividly and unflinchingly that it wouldn't surprise me at all if certain of her acquaintances didn't speak to her after she published novels.

And of course, The Road by Cormac McCarthy
which I've already mentioned here



Now, I am in the middle of The Quiet Girl by Peter Hoeg
I read everything this author writes, because it is always interesting and also partly on principle. I read Borderliners while vacationing in Jamaica and it was good. Really good. Mr Hoeg has a lifetime free pass and, somehow, never disappoints.

10.16.08

I'm sure you've noticed I've had nothing to say for a very long time, so i will try to think of something. In the meantime, here's some pictures: It is fall in my yard, just please don't mention it to the peas.

SNL, funny again?

Anne Hathaway was really kinda brilliant this week.

Sadly, Pushing Daisies supposedly did not do well ratings-wise this week. This is a travesty. Bees, Lee Pace shirtless, Olive in a Sound of Music moment, all in one episode? A stellar week. If you missed out you can watch this weeks full episode online. And.....there is talk of a Wonderfalls tie-in scheduled for later this season. yay!

You can see and hear Neil Gaiman reading The Graveyard Book live, as he tours.