Big old moving sale part 1

Right, so I'm moving into a house (yay!) and contrary to common sense I will have less room. So I have to get rid of a few things. Here's round one:

Like-new entrance bench with hooks to hang up your coats and a shelf above along with shoe storage below. It's black metal with a padded bench, measuring 36" x 16" x 68".
$50 OBO


Norcent DP-220 slim DVD player with DIVX and MPEG-4 playback. Used but in great condition. $20




Roomba robot vacuum player - seldomly used, in good condition. Comes with power cord and one "electronic wall"
More fun than a pet rock, less messy than a cat. Now if only they invented one that did dishes... $50

Odds and Ends

Today I tried an asian pear for the first time. Wow, they're delicious!

I went to drop off some cookbooks at the cookbook swap in order to pare down my collection. It didn't quite work the way I intended. I dropped off three and came home with eleven.

And finally, this morning there was a squirrel in the tree outside my bedroom window who was quacking like a duck . I got a bit of video of it. Most of the time in this the squirrel is expanding his repertoire to other birds, but there's some quacking in it.

This one's for Sebethis

Happy National Punctuation Day!

Bad grammar is my pet peeve in books. Nothing throws me out of a story faster than a badly placed comma. Nit-picky I know, but when the flow of language is interrupted I get cranky.

So Happy National Punctuation Day, everyone!

If the oldsters can do it...

I still want a Wii. It's not at the top of my list, but every once in a while I see an article like this and remember how much I want one.

Holiday

Happy New Year, y'all!

Edward Gorey's "Trouble with Tribbles"

Click on the picture and then scroll down a bit to see this amazing Edward Gorey adaptation of the classic Star Trek episode.

RIP Madeleine L'Engle

It's been flying around the internet that Madeleine L'Engle (author of "A Wrinkle in Time" among many others) died last night at the age of 88.

I am sad.

Yay!

Computer all fixed! I'm a genius!

Now I'm toying with idea of installing Linux, just because.

The (not-so-perfect) end to the weekend

Yesterday after coming back from Boston I decided to fix my computer. It had been running slowly and randomly giving me the blue screen of death for the past few months, and I decided that a complete reformat and reinstall was the way to go. More fool I.

I backed everything up and reformatted the partition, and then reinstalled Windows XP. After a few hours of various installation stuff, I was prompted to log in. Once logged in the screen went blue. Not the blue screen of death, but a lovely robin's egg blue background with nothing on the desktop. I had a mouse pointer but nothing to point to. The mouse buttons did not work. CTRL-ALT-DEL did work so I was able to access the task manager, but that didn't help me any.

I'm going to try to reinstall the reinstall tonight, but I don't have high hopes. This kickstarted my decision to purchase a new computer, but it will be two weeks before getting it.

If anyone has mad computer skillz and can help me out, please let me know.

And heck, if anyone has a spare laptop I can borrow so I won't be computerless for two weeks, that would be much appreciated as well!

Lesson learned: Don't mess around with the computer - I'm not smart enough for it.

Food equivalents

It seems to have been a stress filled weekend for some (I'm very happy you're still alive, Sebethis), so here's something to make everyone happy - at least the everyones that read romance. Enjoy:

If Romance Writers were Food

Flowcharts

The good folks at BoingBoing have been having a grand time posting funny flowcharts over the past few days. They make me giggle, so I'm passing the first few on to you:

Tactical usage of the phrase "Oh, snap"


Fuck-up flowchart

Oh, and in happy news, Superfresh now stocks Total Greek Tzatziki. Yummy!

Book of the week

I was given a prepub of a new book today called Free For All: Oddballs, Geeks, and Gangstas in the Public Library. It's always fun (and ego-stroking) to read books about your own profession.



Like any public service profession, librarians and library assistants deal with the weird, the smelly, the surly, and the deranged on a daily basis (along with the pleasant, the enthusiastic, the polite, and the people with good hygiene). Guess which make for better stories...

Chocolate update

I have tried the chocolate bacon bar and it is a revelation. Who knew chocolate and bacon went so well together!? It's a milk chocolate with bacon crumbs in it, as well as salt. You definitely taste the bacon, and the saltiness compliments the chocolate very nicely. I feel like I should have been revolted by everything about the chocolate bar, but I actually really liked it and it would probably be dangerous to leave me alone with it.

Friends and enablers

I have such nice friends who feed my unhealthy cravings when I ask them to. Sebethis just got back from Chicago and before she went she showed me the website of a chocolate place she was going to visit - Vosges. She was going for the bacon chocolate bar. I wanted to try the curry and coconut bar (evidently I'm not as adventurous as she is). She came back yesterday with chocolate in hand! I haven't tried the bacon bar yet, but she says it's delicious. I also haven't tried my chocolate yet as I only have one, it's fairly small, and I want to make it last. But I am now a proud owner of a Naga Bar - milk chocolate with coconut and sweet curry.



And no, I'm not sharing.

Dancing man

I have this friend, and she has this fiance, and when he feels the music, he dances. Until now I have been unable to film the dancing man in his natural habitat, but this weekend that all changed. Enjoy this (low-res, fairly dark) video:

In honour of Edmonton

Here's a snarky and slightly bitter (yet funny) search for a new Edmonton slogan, since "City of Champions" seems rather obsolete to some:

New Edmonton slogan

Leaving on a jet plane...

...hopefully it will take less time to get back then it did to get to Edmonton.

It's been a fabulous week back home, almost too full of running around and visiting with friends - I did not really sleep in once my whole holiday. I'm looking forward to my next full day off with no obligations so I can nap.

Highlights and one lowlight:

1. My flight from Philly was canceled, so they rerouted me through Cleveland and then Minneapolis. Then that first flight got delayed and I missed my connection to MPS so I go shunted back to Toronto from Cleveland and then across to Edmonton. My zigzag route across the continent ended up in 14 hours of travel time instead of 8 1/2. I was one sleepy Dena by the time that was over. But the day ended with Taste of Edmonton with the Family, so it was a happy ending

2. Discovering that Joe from The Real Canadian Superstore is indeed a great clothing line, and pretty inexpensive too

3. Birthday dinner with the fam and finally meeting the sister's very lovely boyfriend

4. Hanging out on campus with old friends and very old friends

5. Thanks to the power of Facebook, meeting up with high school friends I haven't seen since I graduated

6. Giving my dad a new obsession - digital camera shopping!

7. Hairspray - can't stop the beat!

8. Playing with babies all day on Wednesday - thank you to my friends for producing such adorable offspring

9. Catching up with the drama group and finding out what they REALLY think about the new Fringe ticketing system (and getting a list of book recommendations for when I get home)

10. Playing Guitar Hero (I suck) and hanging with the Ninja

11. Planning my New Zealand trip!

12. Quality time with the shvester, dad, and mom, individually

13. The Downtown Farmer's Market and the Whimsical Cupcake stand

14. Heritage Festival!!

Thank you Mom and Dad for my birthday trip home!!

Birthday Post

Yesterday was my birthday, so I did appropriately birthday-like things even though I did have to go to work. At lunch Jen and I tried a Venezuelan restaurant called Sazon, which was really good once someone actually came to take our order. We both had deep fried everything, which is just by nature delicious.

After work we hung around Reading Terminal Market until dinner time and I bought some marzipan for my sister (who evidently believes that marzipan only comes from one specific store in the world which happens to be in Philly).

Then we went to Vietnam Palace for our birthday dinner (Jen's birthday was on the 24th) with a bunch of friends and had the ever delicious "Seven Courses of Beef" appetizer and a huge amount food and drink (and an avocado milkshake). We finished everything off with an uber-delicious red velvet cake with sour cream frosting from Brown Betty compliments of Micaela and Liz and Sally.



Then it was time to go home and chat on the phone with those people who remembered to make the birthday phone call. That list does not include my parents, however. They either figured that since I'm coming to Edmonton tomorrow they will say Happy Birthday then, or just plain forgot. They did not call my sister on her birthday either. I had to call them and chastise them for not calling. Bad parents, no cookie!

Tomorrow I take off super early and fly home for my annual food festival holiday - hope to see many of you while I'm there!

Cannon in action

Here's a brief video clip of the Pirate Duck Book Cannon in action.

Booktruck bitterness

We wuz robbed!

Last night was the big library block party/Bling my Booktruck contest. Our little band of teammates led by sebethis and captained by Jim, and ably assisted by me and Grimmgirl, made the most kick-ass booktruck evah! We spun on the ubiquitous sight of the "Ride the Ducks" truck/boats that you see all over eastern Center City:



We figured that since sebethis likes pirates and Jim wanted to build a big gun, we were going to make a Pirate Duck with a cannon that shot books. Behold the Pirate Duck in all her glory:





You can't really make it out because of the reflective lettering, but the cannon reads "books to go" on the side. There was a lot of work put into the pirate duck - sebethis built a whole frame out of PVC and actually screwed it into the cart - we all inhaled more than out fair share of black spraypaint, and the cannon, which is a modified slingshot, actually works most of the time.

And we didn't win anything! And objectively (in my subjective opinion), we rocked the competition! I've been told that we didn't win because it took a few tries for the cannon to work in front of the judges. Grrr! I am not a happy pirate today.

Pu Pu Platter for Two

I forgot to mention this in my previous Boston post, but it's so hilarious it deserves it's own post. We were looking for a place to eat Friday night in Dedham, where neither of us really knew anywhere to go (easy for me, since I know nothing about any Boston suburbs). The plan ended up being to go to a restaurant where they cook the meal in front of you and were told that it was called Tahiti. Well, it's not. We went there and immediately walked into a time warp - Tahiti is the Chinese restaurant that time forgot - it looks like something that the Cleavers would go to if they had a Chinese restaurant in their lily-white town. The waiters were in bowties and the menu included items like "strange flavored chicken" and special cocktails in tiki cups. The decor was 50's wood-paneled basement meets diner. The restaurant was pretty empty and the bar was full of suburbanites drinking cheap drinks and playing Keno (I played my first game). We got something that evidently is a staple at Boston Chinese restaurants but what I had never heard of - the Pu Pu Platter for Two.



Deep fried almost everything! Chicken balls, chicken wings, egg rolls, spareribs, and beef teriyaki (it's already eaten in the picture - you can see the sticks they were on). I almost couldn't eat as I was giggling so much.

Boston, the Edmonton of the East

I have to say that while I was in Boston (and suburbs) this weekend, I was struck by how much I felt it was like walking around Edmonton.

The streets were clean (especially relative to Philly)

It's a university city, so walking around some of the neighborhoods felt just like walking around Old Strathcona - Harvard Square has a bit of a Whyte Ave feel.

The houses actually have yards and aren't all connected to each other

Walking around the financial district on a Sunday is like walking through downtown Edmonton on an evening or Sunday - dead.

The have a really nice park right in the middle of the city called Boston Common where throngs of people congregate to suntan, hang out, play in the playground and fountain. It has a little lake in it where you can take boat rides and has many buskers (including a bagpiper). It reminded me a bit of Hawrelak Park during a festival, but with more benches and paths and trees.



Faneuil Hall is like Street Performer's Central. It's the old city market turned into a big food court with lots of stalls selling stuff all around it. And even more street performers. We saw breakdancers, escape artists, hula hoop/yoyo/unicycle performers, and even more elaborate living statues.

Silence broken, and FOR SALE!

Let's see - Last time I posted I was in Washington DC at ALA. Time got away with me, and many things have happened since then, but because I have an atrocious memory I can't remember much of them. A quick summation:

Winning fabulous prizes with Ray courtesy of Overdrive. If anyone wants to buy a 30 gb video mp3 player (Creative Zen Vision M) let me know. I already have my wonderful Archos 504 so I do not need it. Still new and sealed in the box!

3rd of July barbeque with Micaela's magical lamb and mostly the whole gang

Blueberry picking at Linvilla

Discovering that I cannot take Topamax. That brings drugs that give me scary side effects to two in the past three months (I'm lookin' at you, Reglan)

Getting hooked on "The World Series of Pop Culture"

Visiting Boston for the first time and actually doing some touristy stuff. What a great city. And I discovered that if you happen to have a utility knife that folds up and looks like a key, like this:

And you happen to forget to remove it from your keyring before flying, that's okay! My mini bottles of shampoo and such get careful perusal, but concealed teeny knives pass through the x-ray machine no problem.

Busy comme une beaver

Can't write much, can hardly stand still - Day 3 of ALA in Wahington DC and I've accumulated my own body weight in free books and stuff. This is my one chance at a computer since Friday, so I'm going through withdrawal. It's been the glamourius life of shlepping tote bags full of books (and a bobble-head Darwin) around the exhibit hall (I think I've been compressed a few inches, I'll have to measure myself when I get home), back to the hotel, the going out to multiple cocktail parties all evening. Yay!

Talk more when I get back.

Dua Khalil Aswad

I'm sure many of you know about this already: On April 7th a 17 year old Yazidi girl in Iraq was stoned to death by a mob containing members of her own family. This was supposedly an "honor killing" as the girl had being seeing a Sunni Muslim boy. It all caught on cell phone video by the participants and posted on the web.
I saw the video, but I should have stayed away - the idea that people could do that to anyone with no intervention from the police (who were there) is repugnant. I could go into a long rant, but I won't, as Joss Whedon has already done it so well in Let's watch a girl get beaten to death. Go read it. I'll wait.

Whedon's post inspired Skyla Dawn Cameron to put together “an anthology of responses to Khalil’s death and the issues Whedon raised in his original essay ([the] culture of misogyny, violence against women, and the need for equality). It will be printed through Lulu.com, with all proceeds going to charity.” Head over to Nothing But Red to learn more about the anthology and how to make a submission.

Use me, abuse me

I've been sitting on this post for almost a year now, but the time is ripe for a rant. About what, you might ask? Why, about authors who suck you in with a good book, which leads to a good series, which inexorably devolves into one bloated blood-drenched sex-fest after another instead of the fine plots and decent writing of the first books in the series (I'm looking at you, Laurell K. Hamilton).

And then there's those authors whose epic fantasy series become so epic that the 4 books they planned originally somehow become 12, plus assorted prequels and such. And they come out so infrequently that when the new one is released you have to go back and reread the whole bloody series because so much time has passed you've forgotten everything that happened before. This has led to my Robert Jordan Rule: I will only read an epic fantasy series if it is completely finished and I can read all the books in a row, or if the author is dead. One way or another I'll read the Wheel of Time series, but not unless either of those two things happen.

Speaking of Laurell K. Hamilton (not the only one, but definitely the worst of the lot): I used to love her Anita Blake books. But somewhere along the line (maybe when Anita started getting freaky with were-animals as well as vampires) the books changed from being fun dark fantasy romps to wall-to-wall sex with only enough plot to blow your nose into. Really! I'd say the last few books were 400 pages sex, 50 pages story. And that's not even getting into her new series about a fairy who has to get pregnant to gain the fairy kingdom. At least in that series there's no illusion that there's anything other than sex moving the plot along.

And yet...

And yet I still read the series in the hopes that one day the author will remember the type of book she used to write, the ones that sucked me in and made me love them. I have in my possession her latest Anita Blake book, The Harlequin, and I shall read it in the fervent hope that some of the old magic will reappear. My expectations for that have pretty much been trampled and then spat upon, but there are a few gasps of hope left.

There's a great article about this phenomenon over at Bookseller Chick, and Smart Bitches Trashy Books talked about their favourite use me, abuse me authors as well

This is my life

Go Yankees!

I went to New York this past weekend and went to a Yankees game at Yankee Stadium and got a Yankees cap. No, I'm not about to turn into a fanatical sports nut, but I have to say that it was a whole lot more fun than I thought it would be. Of course, the company I was keeping probably had something to do with that, but I did get into the game and was quite happy when the Yankees won! Plus, I got crackerjacks and a baseball cap! Whee!



And for more fun:
I am worth $2,107,000 on HumanForSale.com
How much are you worth?

And country music makes three!

So I've just read two books about music stars using the heroine for inspiration and I thought that was coincidental. Now I received a copy of Tides of Time by Sonya Kate Childers which is about...wait for it... a heroine who inspired the songs of a famous country star.



Sigh. I don't think I'm going to read this one based on my completely biased dislike of country music and romances set in Texas. But still - that's three in a week. What are the odds they would all just happen across my desk?

1 theme, 2 books

In the past few weeks I've run across two sets of books that deal with the same basic premise or theme. Of course, that meant that I had to read them all :)



Succubus Blues and Hell's Belles both deal with the romantic adventures (and Hellish misadventures) of their main characters, both of whom happen to be succubi. They are both also first novels in anticipated series. I thought both books were surprisingly good, but did like Hell's Belles better - I enjoy cheerfully amoral heroines quite a lot.

On another theme, 2005 saw the publication of Off the Record, the plot of which follows a woman who discovers that she was the inspiration for a smash hit pop song called Janey 245 (think Jenny 867-5309).



Just this week Dedication, by the authors of The Nanny Diaries, comes out. It concerns itself with a woman whose teenage relationship with a soon-to-be rock star has led to him mining their relationship for hit songs, thereby publicly humiliating her every time one of them comes on the radio.



I just finished reading both the books and I liked Dedication better (and a whole lot more than the uber-sophomore slumpy Citizen Girl). I thought the characters were more realistic and it was a bit less chick-lit-y than Off the Record.

And now that those are done with, I can re-devote my time to Tanya Huff's Blood series, which has spawned one of my new favourite tv shows of the season, Blood Ties.

Pretty girls do not fart...or do they?

They fart not, nor do they sweat.

Daring? Not so much

You Are Bold And Brave

But daring? Not usually? You tend to like to make calculated risks. So while you may not be base jumping any time soon... You are up for whatever's new and (a little) exciting!

How Daring Are You?

Fanfic

This article was a feature in this month's Locus Magazine. I read a bit of fanfic in my day (Kirk/Spock for-evah!) Oh god, I did not just write that.

Anyhoo, it's a really insightful look at one way fans take their favourite characters to heart.

Jerry Falwell

I know I'm a little late on this one, but I don't think I can top what Christopher Hitchens says about the man:

Quiz day

I am a huge sucker for online quizzes.

You Are 35% Left Brained, 65% Right Brained

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

Are You Right or Left Brained?

On the bandwagon

One of my favourite books, The Golden Compass, is coming out this year as a movie. If you've read it, you know that everyone in Lyra's world has a daemon. Now you too can have one! Check out mine, and for the next twelve days you can have input as to what the final animal will be:

New Obsession

My sister got me hooked on Facebook the other day. Oh goodness, is it addictive! It's like Myspace, only much more aesthetically pleasing. It's not the place to go for new bands and celebrity pages and stuff, but it's amazing for reconnecting (or just connecting) with friends. I'm finding tons of old friends and acquiantances from junior high on up.

Of course, It's also making me have yet another angsty moment as I realize how many of them are still working in theatre, while I gave that all up for the bright lights and glamourous lifestyle of being a librarian. But on the other hand, I absolutely love my job and I can afford to eat regularly and well. But still - it makes me sigh and go "What if...?"

And on that note, here's something fun:

Random stuff

I was walking up to the bus stop this morning when I heard a guy yelling behind me. I couldn't see what was happening, but I assume it had something to do with a car that was blocking a lane, as the phrases "blocking three lanes" and "fucking asshole" were thrown about. As the annoyed person drove by me, he stuck his head out the window and said "Pardon me for disturbing your beautiful morning". Ah, Philly.

Also,last night marked a rare occasion where I put down a book with no intention of ever picking it up again. I started "The Glass Books of the Dream Eaters" by Gordon Dahlquist because of a positive review in Locus. I tried for days to get into it, but never made it past page 33. It's just too dense and Victorian for my taste. I have now switched over to "Ask a Mexican"

Sassy!!

Way back when I was but a wee young rebellious teenager, my mom bought me one of the first gifts I can remember her ever getting me: a subscription to Sassy magazine. I read that magazine religiously - it was a pop culture/counter culture somewhat alternative kind of smug us-vs-them teen girl magazine with models that were just slightly different from the typical (they had freckles!). I read it for years and then the magazine folded and I kind of forgot about it as I got older.
A little later on Jane came out with the same editor-in-chief as Sassy and I thought "Aha - Sassy for grownups! I must subscribe to this" I read it for a year trying to get into it, but the attitude that Sassy had just didn't translate as well into an adult format for me. It seemed more like a typical beauty mag with some "we must be smug and edgy" content thrown in. So I stopped reading it and forgot about both magazines.

Today I read about this book:



And I remembered how much I loved Sassy and how much it informed my teen years. So now I'm thinking wistfully of the halcyon days of Sassy, wishing I had some back-issues to browse through. Not much about my teen years makes my wistful, but evidently this is one of them.

Beyond the Spelling Bee

Clipped from Shelf Awareness on May 2, 2007:

"More than 200 people packed the Brattle Theater in Harvard Square, Cambridge, Mass., recently to watch a Define-a-Thon in which eventual champion Katherine Bryant, a science textbook editor, grappled with a definition for the word "usufruct.”

You've heard about spelling bees and crossword puzzle contests, but how does one Define-a-Thon? The New York Times recently offered the following definition: "Houghton Mifflin [publisher of the American Heritage Dictionary] created--and trademarked--the Define-a-Thon, which is modeled after a spelling bee but instead asks contestants to match words to definitions (and gives them a helpful list of words to choose from)."

It's Balderdash on a competitive level!

Sickies unite!

Since three people called in sick today at work, I figured now would be an appropriate time to post this, a webpage that shows who is sick in your neighborhood and with what:

Who is sick in your neighborhood?

Are you smarter than a spelling bee champ?

Odwalla has a new online game for everyone who loves spelling bees (I know you're out there). Hosted by a little animated Ken Jennings (of Jeopardy fame), it's surprisingly challenging once you get past the easy words. Check out the Soy Smart Spelling Bee.

Daisy update

Mike Daisey, the monologuist that I posted about the other day, got in touch with the guy who destroyed his notes. Here's what he has to say.

Theatrical Madness

On April 19, monologist Mike Daisey's performance was interrupted by 87 students and parents getting up and walking out - and one of the people poured water all over Daisey's notes. I read about this, and watched the video (below) and read Daisey's reaction on his blog.

I admire the grace that Daisey showed under the circumstances. I would have been devastated (okay, I would have laughed it off, and then gone home and been devastated) if that happened at one of my shows (and I have had people walk out of shows that I've been in or directed - no one ever sabotaged anything, though).

I don't understand how anyone could do that to a performer. If you don't like the subject matter, don't go to the show. If you don't like it midpoint in the show, wait for intermission and leave if you must. For god's sake, heckle if you feel especially compelled. But to do what these people did, and to deface and destroy as they did it without explanation or comment, that is incomprehensible to me as a performer and as a person.

Book of the day

I was just going through some new books and ran across this guidebook for micronations:



How wonderful is that?!

Book donation of the day

We get many donations at the library, but today one book stuck out (pun intended).

What if the Beatles were Irish?

Oh, BoingBoing, you bring me such joy. This week I found this video:

Passover Peeps

I know it's a bit belated, but I just ran across this at Smart Bitches, Trashy Books, and I needed to share. Because the 10 plagues are always more enlightening (and funny) when they come in Peep form. Trust me, check it out!

I know I've had too many blood tests when...

...I can judge the skill level of all three phlebotomists at the lab. Sigh.

Supermarket 2.0

Bump!

Girl's night last night was at Bump, the lounge with pricey food and $3.00 martinis. Much fun was had by all and much drinking was done by most. Not that unusual occurrence, but what makes this night different than all other night (hee, Passover reference) is that sebethis was approached by the waiter and asked if she was from Kansas City. Turns out he lived there for six years and was on a radio station called "The Buzz" as Scoops, the morning guy. Holy coincidence, Batman! sebethis used to listen to him all the time - and they knew the same clubs, the same people. Here they are, reunited at last:



After some power martini drinking, some clumsiness from a participant who shall remain nameless, and much laughter and inappropriate conversation, Liz, sebethis, and I ended up at Capogiro for delicious gelato and conversation that skewed a bit more disturbing than I was expecting.

If you're one of my Flickr friends, you can see the photos online (Passover seder pictures coming soon, as well)

Sheer genius

I found this on Boing Boing today - a brilliant way to recycle those empty CD spindles lying around the house:



On another note completely, I've been told, yet again, that 300 is fabulous. I decided not to go last night with some friends because after a wonderful seder Tuesday night, and a week of having the amazing climbing_junkie visiting from Edmonton, I needed some quality me time watching the last few episodes of Project Catwalk Season 1 and going to bed early. Besides, my shoulder to bury my head in during the gory scenes couldn't come, so I'm going to wait for him.

It's raining 300 men

Thanks to bonemot, the following video caused much hilarity at the Chicken Soup cook-off (Jen won) and Coffee Cake bake-off (I won) last night:



I decided a while back that I wasn't going to see 300 because it looked way to violent for me. I have since reconsidered my opinion and might be easily convinced to go, even if it means having to hide my head on someone's shoulder for most of the fight scenes.

Present to myself

I've been coveting a stand mixer for a while now, as my little hand mixer was just too awkward to make cakes with. I was contemplating a kitchenaid, but the pricetag was really making me pause. And then I was inspired by human_loser and his new pet. He reminfded me that I love the mixer we had at home while I was growing up, an old Sunbeam Mixmaster. So I decided that since I have a cake to bake for this weekend, I was going to get one for my very own. Introducing my new kitchen toy:



Today I also used it for the first time to make the brownies that I loved growing up as well. And since I do not want to gain 500 pounds due to my new toy, you can see that they are already packaged up to take to work tomorrow so other people can gain weight instead:

My mallows are dreamy

I have the best friends in the world!

I was telling sebethis about Viva Puffs a while back, and about how much I love them. They are a graham cookie bottom, then a layer of jam, then a big puff of marshmallow on top, all covered in chocolate. They're delicious, and I've been unable to find them or anything like them in the States so far. I've been told that they sound like Mallomars, but Mallomars don't have the jam filling.

Anyway, on Monday sebethis walks up to me and hands me a box of Dreamy Mallows, which she found at Shop-Rite. Evidently she remembered me talking about Viva Puffs and realized that Dreamy Mallows might be pretty much the same.


Hopefully I'm going to get a Canadian care package from my sister soon, as she said that she would include Viva Puffs for me. Then I will have a side-by-side cookie taste test!

Queen of willpower

Sebethis went to Chicago last week and brought me back chocolates from Ethel's. They're amazing, but I only have one box. To make them last, I've been rationing them out. I got the box on Monday, and I've managed to only eat one a day!

See - only six gone (so far)!



Oh, and this has been a crazy weather week. On Wednesday it hit 28 celsius, and on Friday we had a huge snowstorm. Here's a picture of it what is was like walking home.



Bear in mind that it was more like an ice storm, and the snow was stinging. And the winds were crazy. Of course, I was just being a masochist deciding to walk home, but the good Canadian blood has to be handy for something.

I'm sad...

...because my favourite cafe in Philly - Dessert - is closing. We went there yesterday night to celebrate some good news, and there was a sign in the window saying they would be shutting down on March 31st. I'm so sad! Dessert is a great place to go and spend a few hours eating delicious sweets and playing trivial pursuit, or gathering with a group of friends for high tea. The atmosphere is fabulous and the owners are sweeties. I'm going to have to find a new place at which to be a regular.

Me Generation

According to that bastion of accuracy and comprehensiveness - Wikipedia, I am a member of the Me Generation. Or the Consciousness Revolution, or the MTV Generation,or Generation X, or Generation Y. I feel very confused.

Meme-alicious

Comment with the words "Top Ten" or "Top Five", and I will reply with a subject for which you will generate a top ten (or top five) list. Post the list and instructions in your own journal.

bonemot asked for the top 5 meals I'll never forget. Here they are in reverse chronological order, with one more as a bonus.

1. My first Passover seder last year. I took the day off work and cooked a full dinner for ten (with outside contributions for the soup and dessert). We had a bunch of little lesbians and one actual Jew at the table. Plus the best brisket ever.

2. Birthday dinner with Jen at Morimoto - $120 dollars (each), 11 courses, and no idea what we were going to get. Plus we got to say hi to and shake hands with Iron Chef Morimoto himself.

3. Birthday dinner in Scotland with Ruthie - I went traditional for this one. Deep fried Mars bar for starters, then after a cheesy movie we moved on to haggis and trifle. We didn't have birthday candles so we stuck an emergency candle in the trifle. Haggis is yum!

4. My first sushi experience with Susan just south of Whyte Ave - she ordered a plate of the stuff, sat me down, and wouldn't let me leave the table until I ate my half. She set me on the path of liking fish, both raw and cooked.

5. This one's fuzzy - I was in Israel with my family and was a bit overwhelmed by all the different food. I was about nine or ten at the time. I spotted pizza at a little food court type restaurant was relieved that it was something familiar. Unfortunately for me it was made with goat or sheep's milk, so that was an unpleasant shock when I started eating it.

Bonus round: Amy and I crashed a private dinner party that a Very Famous Canadian Actor was attending. It was very disillusioning as the actor, who is enormously talented and very very handsome, was also a chain smoker; swore like a sailor; and greatly enjoyed pontificating. Woe betide anyone who held a different opinion that he did.

Ew.

I am now extremely glad I do not eat pork. Usually.


What Happens When You Pour Coke On Raw Pork? - A funny movie is a click away

And the winner is...

aNobii!

Shelfari might look pretty, but it doesn't have the organizational abilities of aNobii. I can mark my books as finished (with date completed), reading, not started, or unfinished. Global editing is easy. Tagging is a breeze. There's a ton of sorting options. It warms the cockles of my little librarian heart.

Now, I wouldn't use it for cataloguing my complete personal library because it doesn't have some of the more powerful applications and tools, but that's why I'm a charter member of Librarything. But for compiling booklists, and especially for keeping track of what I read no matter who owns it, aNobii is the one for me!

Hermetically sealed

If I've ever lent you a book in the past, you know that I'm very stringent about what condition it needs to be in when it is returned. Pretty much if you break it (or crumple it, or dog-ear it, or heaven forbid - break the spine), you've bought it. I'm completely anal about keeping my books in the condition they were when they were acquired. Even bathtub reading is done very carefully and I'm a HUGE bathtub reader.

So, for those of you on my shortlist of people I'll lend books to - take a giggle at this entry I found on Smart Bitches, Trashy Books Read the post. Then read the comments. Then run out and read Anne Fadiman's Ex Libris, which is a wonderful book for those of us who love books.

Mission Accomplished!

For those of you following my 50 Book Challenge, I'd like you to know that I have achieved 50 books as of today! The 50th book was Dark Mondays by Kage Baker. Now that I have completed the 50 books for the year, I am going to continue to log all my books that I read in 2007 to see how much (and what) I actually read in a year. So far, I've read a lot of JD Robb (thanks, Jen) and smut.



On a related note, I've been experimenting with different websites to track my books and display them to you. I started with bookswellread, but decided after a while that I didn't like their interface or how slow it was. I then found Shelfari, which is pretty but does not allow you list books not in it's database (plus, it's count of how many books I've read is one off). Yesterday I discovered aNobii, which doesn't have the pretty interface that Shelfari has but is more powerful. I can list the date I finished the books on, and it keeps track of how many pages I read as well!

So now I'm torn between Shelfari and aNobii (and leaning towards aNobii). Which do you prefer?
Anobii
or
Shelfari

Adaptation

I just watched the BBC production of The Ruby in the Smoke, based on the first Sally Lockhart book by Philip Pullman



Philip Pullman is, of course, better known for his His Dark Materials trilogy, the first of which, The Golden Compass, is being adapted into a film with Nicole Kidman and Daniel Craig.

This series, however, deals with a plucky Victorian-era orphan. No, it's much darker than you might imagine.

Anyway, aside from having to cram a novel's worth of plot in 95 minutes, it was a fun movie to watch, and I look forward to the next one in the series, The Shadow In The North, later on this year.

My brilliant solution

For the past few days I have been craving chocolate. I've been haunting the vending machine at work, I've been daydreaming about chocolate at home in the evenings. Today I finally had a brilliant idea. I don't really need to eat my body weight in chocolate, thinks I. But evidently I need something chocolatey. So I went out and bought Dove Rich Dark Chocolate Flowers. How is this a solution, you might ask? Because I really do not like dark chocolate at all. So I figure I'll have one and it will give me my chocolate fix, but I won't be tempted to eat more than one. It worked quite well tonight - I had one and it was quite satisfying.

Of course, the plan would have worked better if I hadn't also bought a Cadbury Fruit and Nut bar...

Can't resist the library humour

Dewey Decimal System Helpless To Categorize New Jim Belushi Book

French Toast Experiment

Sebethis and I were talking at lunch yesterday about peanut butter, and the topic came around to what whould make a peanut butter sandwich better. We ended up thinking up a peanut butter and apple butter sandwich made into french toast. I think it sounds delicious and healthy, she's not so sure on the healthy part.

Anyway, I was inspired to give it a try tonight for dinner. Voila! Peanut butter and apple butter french toast sandwich:



I made it in a sandwich maker and although it didn't seal properly I was able to put it back together. It was very good - I will definitely make it again.

Lesbian romance

There's an interesting post over at Smart Bitches, Trashy Books about the dearth of good (or any) lesbian romances published. There's lots of straight and gay male stuff out there, but the people discussing the topic are having a hard time coming up with much lesbian stuff. The one traditional regency romance that happens to be lesbian that was mentioned is Pembroke Park, which I've decided I need to read in order to be a completist.

I've run across some gay romance (usually with ludicrous covers that make me want to run screaming in the other direction) and bi and gay erotica, but I've never read, or even come across, a lesbian romance. I'll let you know how Pembroke Park is when I finish it.

Anyone else know any other good lesbian romances?

Blood Ties

One of the earlier vampire/detective paranormal suspense series is coming to a TV near you next month. Blood Ties is coming to Lifetime in March. It's based on a series of books by Tanya Huff which started back in 1991, Pre-Buffy!

Anyway, it looks interesting and stars Christina Cox, who also guested on Due South, so it's old home week for me!

Friday

The perfect way to unwind after a stressful week:

Pizza (Fra Diavolo from La Fourno)
Cider (Woodchuck raspberry)
Introducing a friend to Shaun of the Dead for the first time

Brilliant. Can't wait for Hot Fuzz!

And after it all, a hot bath and a copy of Entertainment Weekly

My tastes are simple.

I wanna be a science scout!

Order of the Science Scouts of Exemplary Repute and Above Average Physique

This looks way better than the girl scouts (although I don't know if they have cookies). They have niftier badges.

Plus, they are in general agreement with the Truth

Bureaucracy in action

BjorkDiddy

Oh, my, fricking, hilarious!

Amazing Race All-Stars

Tonight is the premiere of Amazing Race All-Stars, which marks the return of Kevin and Drew, Danny and Oswald, John Vito and Jill, and Team Guido (and some other teams I don't care as much about).

Which also means it's the traditional Amazing Race Premiere Party tonight (now on it's 5th incarnation), so I'm in the middle of making a vat of chili to bring to the gathering.

Yay!

One, Two, Three, FOUR, Five

Remember the funky number song from Sesame Street?

Now you can immortalize it with a fabulous t-shirt! Hurry, it's a now-or-never shirt from Glarkware, so you only have 'til February 28 to order.

Hair! In Japanese!

Oh my god, what else can I say?



Seeqpod Music Playlist

Oh, and how much do I love Seeqpod? I just discovered it this morning and have already found a ton of cool stuff.

Memes-a-go-go

This survey stolen from: human_loser and jugglepants

YOUR REAL NAME:
Dena

YOUR GANGSTA NAME (1st 4 letters plus izzle):
Dena-izzle. That sucks.

YOUR DETECTIVE NAME (fave color + fave animal):
Red Panda

YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name + childhood street):
Blank Harmer (Short first name, no middle name - I'm screwed in this!)

YOUR STAR WARS NAME (last 3 letters of your last name + first 2 letters of your first name + first 3 letters of Mom's maiden name):
Likdeing

YOUR SUPER HERO NAME (2nd fave color + fave drink):
Orange Margarita

YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION PROGRAM NAME (Grandma/Grandpa's first name + Jones):
Ida Jones

YOUR GOTH NAME (Black + name of one of your pets):
Black Fishele

Oy.

Delicious heart attack on a plate

This is a little belated, but I felt like sharing. I was going through all my old emails at work today and ran across this recipe for Cheeseburger Pie that one of my colleagues shared after bringing said pie to the Christmas Party. Thank you Lynnace!

CHEESEBURGER PIE

1 1/2 - 2 LBS OF GROUND BEEF
2 ONIONS
1 GREEN PEPPERS
1 RED PEPPERS
1 YELLOW PEPPERS
2 TBL SP. FRESH MINCED GARLIC
1 STICK BUTTER
1 VELVETA CHEESE-BLOCK
2 ROLLS OF CRESCENT ROLLS- PREFERABLY PILLSBURY
SEASONED SALT
PEPPER
ACCENT
WHITE COOKING WINE

Chop up onions & peppers very finely. In a sauce pan brown onions peppers and garlic in butter. Once browned pour in cooking wine and let simmer. Brown ground beef in large frying pan with the seasonings (you may want to add your own to your taste). After onions and peppers have cooked down add to browned ground beef and stir cover and let simmer.

Into a 10in. pie pan press crescent rolls together to form crust letting 1/2 in. hang over the edge of pan. This takes practice so you might want to buy extra crescent rolls in case you find you can't make it stretch far enough.

Turn off meat and drain after letting simmer for 10 minutes.

Into pie shell put a thin layer of meat mixture in the bottom enough to cover it well. Then slice Velveeta cheese thinly and place a layer of cheese over the meat. Put the rest of the meat into pie pan and spread evenly over the rest of the cheese layer. Place another layer of cheese over the meat but make your slices thicker.

Here comes the tricky part. On a cutting board piece together the other crescent rolls to form the top of the crust. Pinch together the ends and stretch lightly it takes time but you can do it.

Some people prefer to roll it out like a regular pie crust but it may prove to be more difficult since crescent roll dough is kind of sticky. You will need to add flour to keep it from sticking so much to the roller & the flour will diminish the taste of the crescent roll. Any way do what you feel like is best for you in order to make it work. Once you have the top on roll the ends together and press down to seal it. Beat 1 egg in a bowl and paint it over the crust with a pastry brush to give it a golden glow. Bake in the oven at 350 until golden brown. If your crust starts to brown faster on the outside. Cover the ends in foil to prevent from burning and continue to bake until middle of pie is brown.

Tini-terrific

I had a hearing test today and I officially have tinitus. I also learned a new pronunciation, as I have always pronounced it "tin-night-us, but everyone at the hospital pronounced it "tin-nih-tus". Of course with that diagnoses comes the explanation that they don't know what caused it (it wasn't noise induced, they say) or how to fix it. At least I don't notice it except when I'm in a dead silent room. Then it just sounds like a low electrical hum.
I also found out that my hearing is above normal, so for all those times as a teen-ager when I said I didn't hear my parents, I guess hearing gets better with age :)

My need/want scale was completely out of whack this weekend. I needed to do laundry and chores, but I wanted to snuggle on the couch and nap and watch TV. Needless to say, the laundry still needs to be done and I'm woefully short on socks.

Camel Bookmobile

I just ran across mention of a new novel coming out in April called "The Camel Bookmobile" by Masha Hamilton. It's based on a real-life camel bookmobile service in Kenya near the Somalia border.



It sounds fascinating, especially since when when I was in Library school I saw a job-swap ad for a book-burro librarian in the Andes.

There is also a “Share Your Favorite Books” Drive, where you can donate books to the Camel Library.

Candid, biblical advice

I get the Ingram Advance magazine at work, and I just started flipping thought the Romance Magazine Supplement 2007. On the back page is a book that makes my giggle and roll my eyes at the same time. It's called "Is that all he thinks about? How to enjoy great sex with your husband" and the copy reads like this:

"With candid, biblical advice, author Maria Taviano helps
married women understand the Creator's view of sex, discover
ways to fulfillment for themselves and their husbands, and
embrace God's plan for women to be godly and sexual"



Oy.

Word of the Day

I just took out neat looking cookbook called "Starting with ingredients: quintessential recipes for the way we really cook".



It looks really interesting because each chapter has recipes based on a different single ingredient. What really got me though, was that I realized that while I know what "quintessence" means, I did not know why it means what it does.

So, being a curious sort of librarian, I looked it up on the Online Etymology Dictionary and found out.

"quintessence
c.1430, in ancient and medieval philosophy, "pure essence, substance of which the heavenly bodies are composed," lit. "fifth essence," from M.Fr. quinte essence (14c.), from M.L. quinta essentia, from L. quinta, fem. of quintus "fifth" + essentia (see essence). Loan-translation of Gk. pempte ousia, the "ether" added by Aristotle to the four known elements (water, earth, fire, air) and said to permeate all things. Its extraction was one of the chief goals of alchemy. Sense of "purest essence" (of a situation, character, etc.) is first recorded 1570; quintessential (n.) is from 1899, in this sense."

Cool, huh?