Thothmuffin
Don't get any crumbs on the scale of judgement.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Holiday Blizzard 06
I'm covered in snow~! It started snowing yesterday morning here in CO and continued unrelentingly until sometime mid-morning today. Official tally is 23" of snow, but, as it was a blizzard, some places have drifts up to 4-5'.
I won't be going anywhere for awhile. No one has plowed my apartment complex, and there is snow up to the door handles of Dumpling, my precious Subaru Outback.
Photographic evidence:
Dumpling in the Snow
Poor Dumpling
What was once the exit to my apartment complex
So far, the major thing that has sucked about this is just keeping myself entertained, since I made sure not to leave my house starting yesterday morning, and then it became an impossibility to leave. I really wanted to make muffins, but I ran out of milk. Then I wanted to make cookies, but my brown sugar was a rock-hard lump. So I settled on making brownies, even though I had no square brownie pans. I made them in muffin tins and the leetle bite-sized brownies were DELICIOUS. So, good has come of hardship.
Other important things that I lack are (a) a shovel of any kind and (b) a sled. The only thing I live within walking distance of in these conditions is a city park with the most awesome sledding hill ever. It taunts me!
Still, I'm getting bored and lonely stuck in my apartment. There's just something about knowing you can't go out that makes home the last place you want to be. Hopefully they will plow my parking lot sometime tomorrow and the hardware store next door will open so I can buy a shovel. Until then, I guess I'll...do laundry?
I won't be going anywhere for awhile. No one has plowed my apartment complex, and there is snow up to the door handles of Dumpling, my precious Subaru Outback.
Photographic evidence:
Dumpling in the Snow
Poor Dumpling
What was once the exit to my apartment complex
So far, the major thing that has sucked about this is just keeping myself entertained, since I made sure not to leave my house starting yesterday morning, and then it became an impossibility to leave. I really wanted to make muffins, but I ran out of milk. Then I wanted to make cookies, but my brown sugar was a rock-hard lump. So I settled on making brownies, even though I had no square brownie pans. I made them in muffin tins and the leetle bite-sized brownies were DELICIOUS. So, good has come of hardship.
Other important things that I lack are (a) a shovel of any kind and (b) a sled. The only thing I live within walking distance of in these conditions is a city park with the most awesome sledding hill ever. It taunts me!
Still, I'm getting bored and lonely stuck in my apartment. There's just something about knowing you can't go out that makes home the last place you want to be. Hopefully they will plow my parking lot sometime tomorrow and the hardware store next door will open so I can buy a shovel. Until then, I guess I'll...do laundry?
HP7 Title
The title of the last Harry Potter book will be..."Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows."
Ew. That sounds like some sort of antiquated British illness. "Mum wasted away wi' the deathly hollows and now it's just me and Da and little Beth." There's something a little...anticlimatic about it. Although I'm sure whatever goes down in the deathly hollows will be a mind-blowingly fantastic scene. I'm just not sure how exciting that is as a title before we know the fantasticness.
Of course, if I had it my way, the title of book 7 would be "Harry Potter and the Long-Overdue Realization that Snape is Awesome."
Ew. That sounds like some sort of antiquated British illness. "Mum wasted away wi' the deathly hollows and now it's just me and Da and little Beth." There's something a little...anticlimatic about it. Although I'm sure whatever goes down in the deathly hollows will be a mind-blowingly fantastic scene. I'm just not sure how exciting that is as a title before we know the fantasticness.
Of course, if I had it my way, the title of book 7 would be "Harry Potter and the Long-Overdue Realization that Snape is Awesome."
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
TimeDragons: Armageddon
Transcript of conversation from 12/20/06, 2:09 AM (edited for relevance)
davesque: seriously, the first story that manages to incorporate an epic battle with time travel in a fantasy setting... that'll make my life complete ^_^;;
davesque: oooh in space
thothmuffin: haha, isn't that Dr. Who? ^_^
thothmuffin: oh i guess that isn't fantasy
davesque: did they have epic battle?
thothmuffin: Narnia, then?
thothmuffin: that has time travel
davesque: eh, Narnia time travel is so lame
thothmuffin: i know
davesque: also, you misunderstand me
davesque: for it to be the true perfect harmony, they need to incorporate the time travel with the big epic battle. like, people have gotta be going back and forth and around DURING the battle. I'm holding to that ^_^
thothmuffin: haha
thothmuffin: i am going to write you a book someday called TimeDragons: Armageddon
davesque: OMG BEST BOOK EVER
thothmuffin: hehehe
davesque: actually it sounds terrible ^_^
thothmuffin: i know it sounds like a saturday morning cartoon ^_^
davesque: it sounds like conan the barbarian meets dragonlance meets dungeons and dragons fic bad
thothmuffin: i will write it for you and you will like it
thothmuffin: don't try to deny it
davesque: sweeeeet
davesque: *knew he could get TM to commit to that *
thothmuffin: the gauntlet has been thrown down!
davesque: *still laughing about the title *
davesque: seriously, the first story that manages to incorporate an epic battle with time travel in a fantasy setting... that'll make my life complete ^_^;;
davesque: oooh in space
thothmuffin: haha, isn't that Dr. Who? ^_^
thothmuffin: oh i guess that isn't fantasy
davesque: did they have epic battle?
thothmuffin: Narnia, then?
thothmuffin: that has time travel
davesque: eh, Narnia time travel is so lame
thothmuffin: i know
davesque: also, you misunderstand me
davesque: for it to be the true perfect harmony, they need to incorporate the time travel with the big epic battle. like, people have gotta be going back and forth and around DURING the battle. I'm holding to that ^_^
thothmuffin: haha
thothmuffin: i am going to write you a book someday called TimeDragons: Armageddon
davesque: OMG BEST BOOK EVER
thothmuffin: hehehe
davesque: actually it sounds terrible ^_^
thothmuffin: i know it sounds like a saturday morning cartoon ^_^
davesque: it sounds like conan the barbarian meets dragonlance meets dungeons and dragons fic bad
thothmuffin: i will write it for you and you will like it
thothmuffin: don't try to deny it
davesque: sweeeeet
davesque: *knew he could get TM to commit to that *
thothmuffin: the gauntlet has been thrown down!
davesque: *still laughing about the title *
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Apple slices
Can anyone tell me why apples taste so much better to me cut into slices than they do in quarters?
Your pseudoscientific and psychoanalytic theories are welcomed.
Your pseudoscientific and psychoanalytic theories are welcomed.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
George Washington: Nice Kid. Bad with Prepositions.
While going through old books from my parents' house, I came across a small volume entitled "George Washington's Rules of Civility & Decent Behaviour In Company and Conversation." Apparently when GW was 14 he wrote down all the etiquette tips he could think of (numbering 110 in all). I know he was precocious and everything, but I'm a little exasperated at how seriously his rules are presented, because they are quite obviously the collections of a 14-yr-old.
Some of his rules are, indeed, timeless pearls of wisdom:
17th: Be no flatterer; neither play with any that delights not to be played with.
Some are hilariously outdated:
13th: Kill no vermin as fleas, lice, ticks, &c in the sight of others; if you see any filth or thick spittle, put your foot dextrously upon it; if it be upon the clothes of your companions, put it off privately; and if it be upon your own clothes, return thanks to him who puts it off.
I do not know if I could cut it as an 18th century gentleman; I am not sure I like the thought of sacrificing my foot for the concealment of thick spittle. I like how it is noted that one should be dextrous while concealing filth; it wouldn't do to be unsubtle.
Some are poignantly teenage:
70th: Reprehend not the imperfections of others, for that belongs to parents, masters, and teachers.
Do I sense bitterness?
And some are over- or mal-prepositioned:
21st: Reproach none for the infirmities of nature, nor delight to put them that have in mind thereof.
This kind of makes me want to write my own rules of etiquette. Like, "Insult not religions, nor political parties, nor professions, nor sexual kinks, even though you believe the present company would find mirth in it." Man, that got me in trouble that one time I make a joke about people who like furries in company I didn't know as well as I thought I did. . . .
Some of his rules are, indeed, timeless pearls of wisdom:
17th: Be no flatterer; neither play with any that delights not to be played with.
Some are hilariously outdated:
13th: Kill no vermin as fleas, lice, ticks, &c in the sight of others; if you see any filth or thick spittle, put your foot dextrously upon it; if it be upon the clothes of your companions, put it off privately; and if it be upon your own clothes, return thanks to him who puts it off.
I do not know if I could cut it as an 18th century gentleman; I am not sure I like the thought of sacrificing my foot for the concealment of thick spittle. I like how it is noted that one should be dextrous while concealing filth; it wouldn't do to be unsubtle.
Some are poignantly teenage:
70th: Reprehend not the imperfections of others, for that belongs to parents, masters, and teachers.
Do I sense bitterness?
And some are over- or mal-prepositioned:
21st: Reproach none for the infirmities of nature, nor delight to put them that have in mind thereof.
This kind of makes me want to write my own rules of etiquette. Like, "Insult not religions, nor political parties, nor professions, nor sexual kinks, even though you believe the present company would find mirth in it." Man, that got me in trouble that one time I make a joke about people who like furries in company I didn't know as well as I thought I did. . . .
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
They took my birth certificate!
So, I finally applied for a passport today--but what I didn't know was that they took your birth certificate! I won't have it back until the end of January. I feel naked and unofficial. What if something happens to it? It would be like I'd never been born! *melodrama* And to add insult to injury, they *stapled* the poor thing to my form. Now it has puncture wounds! You better be worth it, passport! *shakes fist*
Monday, December 11, 2006
My Spelling Nemesis
This is embarrassing, but I still don't know how to spell "sentence." I always want to spell it "sentance." This is wrong. There is no a. Why can't I remember this?
