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Weekend Update, starring me!


That’s the kind of morning it’s been.  It has been, in every conceivable way, the worst case scenario.  And in some cases, worse than we imagined.  But I won’t bore you with the minutiae of my craptastic morning, and let it suffice to say that I’ve had a few cups of tea and things are looking less worse.  Let’s talk about some happy things.

Like the weekend!  I’ll let it be known here that I have a few issues with SXSW, namely the large amount of douchebags it brings into our fair city.  But that’s not what I’m here to talk about.  Because if there was ever a refuge, a safe haven if you will, from SXSW douchebaggery of all kinds, it would be Mojo’s Mayhem at the Continental Club.  Somehow Steve and Mojo Nixon have figured out the perfect recipe for douche repellent, and a bit of uber-crass psychobilly doesn’t hurt either.  Mick and I go every year, and every year it’s an all-day raucous blast.  One of my favorite things is to watch the crowd rotate throughout the day; not many of us last from 10am to 6pm, and the variety of bands tends to draw a wide variety of fans.  In the morning, there’s the relatively-unheard-of bands that bring in the younger, hipper crowd.  Around midday they start with the Austin legends (John Dee Graham, James McMurtry, etc), and the older crowd of hippies moves in.  The next-to-last band gets a little more rowdy (last year was Dash Riprock, this year the Mother Truckers), and then almost every year Mojo Nixon and the Toadliquors will round out the evening.  By that point, the crowd consists mostly of punks and drunks and hardcore fans, and it’s really brilliant.  I had the privelege of rocking out at the front of the crowd next to a couple in their late 60s who were having the best time.  There’s nothing like watching a 68-year-old woman singing “tie my pecker to my leg” to brighten your day; if that doesn’t make you smile, you are soulless indeed. 

Afterwards Mick, Naj, and I trekked over to Home Slice for some pizza, which was FILLED TO THE BRIM with out-of-town douchebags.  But the food was great, so it almost made up for it.  I felt very sorry for the staff there.  I remember those days. 

And in not-so-exciting news, I spent Sunday in Georgetown with the ‘rents.  It’s always a nice way to spend a Sunday, laid back and not really doing much.  For me anyways, dad and my brother spent the afternoon working on my car. :)   I, on the other hand, chatted with ma and helped make some brownies, helped her pick out clothes for their upcoming cruise, and played about 3 hours worth of Mario Galaxy on the wii.  For the record, I am terrible at almost all video games, but Mario is a fun way to kill some time.  

Another bonus of spending a day with my parents is that I always come home with more than I left with.  Yesterday I was gifted with some adorable owl planters, a handful of wisteria cuttings, some leftover chinese food, and an ungodly amount of saffron. 

(my dad is awesome)

crackberry shown for scale

I didn’t bring home that whole bag.  That’s how much was left after I filled up about half of a mason jar.  In other words, that right there is about $500 worth of saffron, on the US market anyways.  In Israel, where it came from, that’s about $5.  If I were only slightly more industrious, I’d set up shop on the street corner or outside the 7-11, peddling imported saffron to the youth.  Youth who are crying out for more flavorful risotto, who are tired of ”the establishment’s” piss-poor paella.  But instead I’ll probably just hoard it and eat a lot of yellow food in the upcoming months.  The search for good saffron recipes begins!  I’ll let you know how it goes. 

And that brings us back around to today, which you’ve already heard enough about.  Mick is off getting a physical, I’m stuck here, and that’s about where we stand.  I haven’t had time to check out any news of the day, so I can’t bring you any goodies just yet.  Maybe tomorrow will be better.  I try to be my best. 

You kids be good.  I’ll chat with you tomorrow.

Post-birthday Catch Up

Howdy y’all! It’s Monday…and I’m not at work! Woot! I considered it my present to myself to take some PTO today and get some stuff done around the house.  General picking up, laundry, finishing some projects, etc.  Seeing as we were gone all day yesterday, I didn’t get much done then.  Where did we go, you ask?  Well if you haven’t seen the pictures yet, we went to Bastrop State Park in nearby Bastrop, TX. 

oooh, scenic.

scenic overlook

hiking trails at Bastrop State Park

I’d never been out there (and Mick hadn’t been in about 35 years), so it was a neat little excursion.  They’ve got miles and miles of hiking trails that we took advantage of, much to the chagrin of my knees and calves today.  It was fun though.  I posted a lot of pictures on my flickr…go look! 

And of course, on the way home we had to stop for lunch/dinner at the Waffle House.  Because there are few things I love more than a diner breakfast.  And the possibility of breakfast all day?  Yeah.  Awesome.  I’ll say this as well: I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a Waffle House so busy at 4:30 on a Sunday.  Craziness!  But it was delicious as always.  Another quick stop at Amy’s for some ice cream and then we finally headed home.  Just in time too, because a wicked cold front was right behind us.  It went from 70 degrees to 46 (according to the bank sign) in around 20 minutes.  Oh, with 40 mph wind gusts and a bit of rain. 

So that was our lovely day yesterday.  Today Mick had to work, and I’ve just been tooling around a bit.  Went over to Cafe Java for a bit of breakfast, french toast today, then up to the Bluebonnet Yarn Shoppe, where my brother had gotten me a gift card for my birthday.  Sadly, Bluebonnet is another victim of rising rents for central Texas businesses, and is going to be closing in the next week or so.  But that also means they were having a 50% off sale today!  I stocked up pretty good, I gotta say. 

half-price Alchemy, Noro, Louisa Harding, and more!


It is sad, though, to see them close.  They’ve always been real nice ladies. 

You know what’s not sad?  I finished my first market bag!  It took longer than I thought, mostly because of the straps, so we’ll see if I can’t pull out three more in the next week. 

cute, huh!


So I’m gonna get back to that, plus the laundry (booo).  Tonight we’re off to dinner with dad and Spud for more birthday fun.  Catch ya later kids!

(right here)


Couldn’t help myself, sorry.  Came across that in my daily perusings of the Cheezburger Network and it made me happy.  Or happier, I should say, as I already have myself a pot of Gyokuro Kin and am rockin the ELO, which is a recipe for instant happiness, if you ask me.  Also on my list of delightful things for today, I ate lunch at a restaurant that serves nothing but grilled cheese sandwiches and soup.  Not just any grilled cheese sandwiches, mind you, fancy schmancy grilled cheese sandwiches!  I had a gruyere/havarti on rye with tomato basil soup, and it was amazing.  I hear they have a pretty rockin mac and cheese too, which I will have to try at a later date.  Because I will be going back, that is for damn sure.  If you’re in town, check it out: Chedd’s in The Triangle (at the intersection of Lamar and Guadalupe); I hear they’re a franchise too, so check their website to see if there’s one near you. 

And in case you’re wondering, yes we went to the gym last night and I had a blast.  Mick, on the other hand, doesn’t seem too sure about the whole thing yet.  But for me, it felt great to get back into the swing of things.  I’ve always enjoyed exercising and it definitely felt good to burn a little.  And, even better, it doesn’t look like I’m too far from where I left off!  At least on the machines, I’m using the same amount of weight I was three years ago without much strain.  Today I’m getting back on the freeweights, even though I’m sure my form has gone to shit and I’ll probably have to start with 5s and 10s.  Only complaint is the place was a bit crowded, but what do you expect at 5:30?  We’ll see if 4:00 does me any better today.

I did start reading A Game of Thrones yesterday while on the treadmill, but I only got about 10 pages into it.  So no news to report there, sorry.  I’m still working my way through Dune, though, and still really loving it despite having fallen asleep while reading the last two nights.  Not indicative of the novel, just of me being exhausted. 

I wasn’t planning on going anywhere serious with this blog today, but something’s been bugging me all day and I just feel like venting before it stews into anger.  I mentioned earlier that I’m a follower of Amanda Palmer on Twitter; I do this because I think she’s interesting, she’s intelligent, and she’s ballsy.  These are all things I admire in people and hope to cultivate in myself.  Now I don’t give two shits about the Golden Globes, but I did catch the photos of her and Neil on the red carpet and have read some rather snarky postings regarding her outfit and conduct.  I believe the word “famewhore” was tossed around.  And I wanted to grab and shake these commenters violently!  There is a difference between a famewhore attitude and a not-giving-a-fuck attitude.  It may be a blurry one, but it’s there.  And I can understand, in these days of realityTV and people being famous simply for being famous, that people are used to the famewhore celebrity thing and the bitches that sport it (Real Housewives? Jersey Shore?).  But (and permit me to speak about a person like I know them even though I really don’t) I gotta say that from everything I’ve read about the woman, mostly from her own mouth, Amanda Palmer does not strike me as a famewhore.  She is fucked up and weird in the best sorts of ways, talented, creative, and quite a lovely creature, and I think she should be appreciated for those qualities.  And what struck me as ironic is that the commenters and such that were crying “famewhore” also kept repeating the phrase “I’ve never heard of this person” and the like.  I guess what I’m getting at is this: I am so glad I’m not famous.  Because I could see myself getting into many similar situations and cast into a similar pool; I guess not giving a damn should preclude me from worrying about what’s written about me in blogs and on postings, but I think that it would irritate me just a little.  I’d probably act along the lines of Felicia Day in her stand against Vanity Fair: a mature, well-written response explaining my side of things and nicely telling you to fuck off with your ignorant self.  And I guess one of the things that really bugs me is that in both cases (Amanda and Felicia), the prime offenders were women!  And rather than being proud of an intelligent ballsy woman doing what she wants and defining her own happiness, they try to tear her down and belittle her accomplishments.  Can you explain that to me?  I’m not saying we should all lock arms and sing kumbaya and have a big estrogen-fest, but why not give some props to a girl who decides to be more than just a pretty face (even though she’s definitely got one of those too, and a pair of legs to boot)?  Is it ignorance?  Jealousy?  I just can’t understand it.  Whatever it is, I think I speak for a great many when I say “Amanda, I got your back.” 

(That’s when I throw down the microphone and do a Diamond Dave leap off my soapbox.)

Oh yeah, and if anyone has some first-hand (or close) knowledge of hoodoo and/or Hatian voodoo, I’m getting ready to kick off a new screenplay while the other one is lost in the quagmire of not-eve-pre-production.  Shoot me an email or something.  There just might be a pie in it for you!

Swifts and The Pink Death

Happy Monday morning all!  It’s quite early and I’m already at the day job…technically, have been for over an hour now, but whatever.  Not important.  What is important is that it’s way too early for normal people to be around and functioning, and it’s way too early for me to be moving around after 4 days of sleeping in.  And now’s the point where I get distracted thinking “some day, I’ll have a job that doesn’t necessitate me getting up at 5am…sigh…” 

Ok, I’m back.  And although it’s not even 8:00 yet, I’ve already done a little shopping this morning!  While my most excellent little brother got me a yarn ball winder for Christmas (at the suggestion of my most excellent husband), it quickly became apparent to me last night that I also need the second component, an accordion-like spinner to hold the yarn.  Like this:

"Yarn Swift"

You should see these babies in action.  I could ball 200 yds of yarn in under a minute, as opposed to the 15-20 minutes it is taking me to do it by hand.  Efficiency FTW!  In my mind it’s a business expense, not just an indulgence, as it was mainly necessitated by the large quantities of yarn I bought for a particular project I was commissioned.  I dub it THE PINK DEATH, as it is huge and rushed.  That’s not to say it isn’t enjoyable, I’m practicing a few new techniques and trying out some…different…interpretations.  The sweater is actually a variation on a costume for Orko, a cartoon character from the He-Man and the Masters of the Universe series.  This guy:

It’s going to be worn to some sort of convention, I didn’t ask exactly what, by a local business owner. (MondoTees, check em out!!)  So far I’ve got the bottom half and the whole of the back finished.  Today I start the intarsia for the front, the sleeves by the weekend.  Top it off with a quick collar and it should be ready to go.  Deadline is next Tuesday, so I’m pushing for finishing over the weekend.  It’s a race against time and sanity, and I’ll admit I’m a little nervous.  I wish I would have had more time with it, there are a few things I’d have done differently.  Better yarn, probably a different pattern.  It’s not that there’s anything wrong with what I’m doing, I just don’t think it will be my best work ever.  And for something specially commissioned, I hate to put out anything less than amazing.  Alas, I’ll give it my all and hope for the best.  Encouraging thoughts appreciated. :)

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