fortified bow-tie pasta + sautéed [onions + garlic + firm tofu + spinach + mushrooms + tomato basil sauce] = this unappetizing photo of a very appetizing meal 80% of this was cooked in cast iron frying pan.
Yesterday afternoon I had to relocate a very small walking stick insect from my office back to the outdoors. It did not have survival skills - it was trying to get to the outside through the window, and although it went quickly into the box it took about three or four minutes to get it to go out of the box and into the gardens.
At one point it did its 'I am a leaf on the wind!' thing, but seeing as how it was on top of a cardboard box instead of a plant and there was no wind at the time, the impression wasn't very convincing. This is okay, as walking stick insects are one of the types of bugs that I actually really like. This wasn't one of your more scraggly interesting looking walking stick bugs; it was really more of a green line with some other green lines and a lot of brown lines.
Unfortunately, I have no photo. I will now go back to working on my report thing.
Here is what I originally meant to post: I am in Chicago and you are (probably) not! It is exciting. Also, I have gone to Promontory Point in the Hyde Park neighbourhood to look at the downtown skyline from the edge of the lake, and it is really cool if you're like me and enjoy buildings.
Here is what I have posted, after the jump: Back in February I wrote a short, not very well filled out post on an article in the New York Times by Daphne Merkin which bothered me. The article was 'Butch Fatale.' Recently, someone left a short comment which bothered me almost as much as the article did, and my reply ended up being rather more in depth than I had intended it to be. The comment and my reply are both after the jump.
For some reason, Sarah Palin's crazy words as read by William Shatner actually sort of make sense to me as poetry. I'm not sure if this is because of my geek love for William Shatner, or if I maybe sort of need professional help.
Also, in news of my (inner thirteen year old girl's) unforgivably dorky celebrity crush on Rachel Maddow - in my head I totally freaked out for like twenty seven seconds over the blue poindexters. Blue!
Sometimes I can't stand myself. I might come back later and make this post friends-only.
EDIT: No, instead I have come back and added video.
Mister Bones and my parents have been invited to my mother's friend's lake house for the weekend. So it is strangely quiet without the flipping and flopping of flip flops, the uniquely irritating roar of landscaping equipment, and the dulcet tones of Mister Bones' barking echoing across the fields.
I am finally feeling better from being sick. I should probably make a note somewhere that I am reliably poisoned by cookies made from pre-made dough. They didn't even taste good either. Really, this is my own fault - it takes like, what, fifteen minutes to whip up a batch of real cookie dough? I am ridiculous.
Anyway, I hadn't realized how long it's been since I've been able to do certain things in my own house. Things like, say, making and eating lunch unencumbered by moaning, staring, dramatic sighing, and general being-in-the-way. Also: sleeping without a hundred plus pounds of Amazing Dog-Barnacle (!) fused to the entire left side of my body.
It's disturbing, in addition to being disquietingly quiet. I'm getting bored as well. I look forward to getting back to work Monday. Tomorrow I might even start working on some more grad school applications.
Oh, so Castle, that new thing with Nathan Fillion, is not terrible. But this is intriguing - all of his characters seem to be, to some degree or another, distinct asses. Is this on purpose? It is possible to find male characters on television who are not asses, so this must be something to do with Mr. Fillion. Also, I am not sure what the point of hiring three actors, giving them names, and putting them in all of the episodes is if you don't plan to give them any decent amount of screen time or lines. Seriously, the captain-dude isn't even a two dimensional character, and I suspect the actors who play Ryan and Esposito have skills beyond standing half in and half out of the shot and looking somewhat attractive.