Bloglet, the gentleman's mock turtle soup -- Moss made it sweeter than myrrh ash and dhoup
So according to my billing software, I've currently got $12,273.50 due from various clients. The oldest invoice in that group is 156 days overdue. Will any of it arrive in time to pay my taxes? Will it be enough? I don't know. I haven't done my taxes yet. We shall see. The last time I whined about this aggravatingly recurrent problem on my blog, a big chunk of it landed in my lap soon after. Here's hoping.
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01:09:13 AM,Friday 2 April 2010
For anyone who reads my blog but not my Twitter feed and is in the city, I'm going to be providing CART at this event next Friday (April 9th) at 7pm. It's at the New York Public Library, the one with the lions, and it looks really freaking cool.
"Through his book, In Pursuit of Silence: Listening for Meaning in a World of Noise, George Prochnik explores the benefits of decluttering our sonic world. Speaking with doctors, neuroscientists, acoustical engineers, monks, activists, educators, marketers, and citizens, Prochnik examines what gets lost when we can no longer find quiet.
Wendy Jacob presents Waves and Signs, a performative structure designed to carry low-frequency vibrations that are played through the floor. By sitting, standing, or lying on the stucture, all audience members will be able to experience tactile sound through their bodies- for example: the vibrations produced by spiny shrimp, and the vibrations communicated between elephants through the ground.
Sheila Patek probes the physical experience of sound in water with Sound Sensations in the Sea.
Robert Sirvage examines the everyday experience of the visual and tactile world with Deaf Space.
Caitlin O’Connell Rodwell presents the mechanisms used by elephants to communicate sound with Elephant Rumbles: Communication through the Vibrotactile Sense.
Hansel Bauman discusses the Deaf Space Project at Gallaudet University."
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05:46:33 PM,Tuesday 30 March 2010
I love you, Craigslist.
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11:49:37 AM,Tuesday 30 March 2010
If I leave the house at 7:10, I'll arrive in Brooklyn at around 8:15, after standing in a crush of bodies for all but the last 10 minutes, once all the suits get out at Wall Street. If I leave the house at 7:25, I'll arrive in Brooklyn at around 8:15, after sitting in luxury on half-empty trains for both legs of the trip. Empty trains travel faster.
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08:29:54 AM,Monday 29 March 2010
Coffee with non-dairy creamer seems to give me less heartburn than coffee with half and half. Is this possible, or am I confabulating?
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08:44:35 AM,Thursday 25 March 2010
I just listened to the podcast where James Randi came out. (Thanks for the link, Fred!) I've loved The Amazing Randi and all he's stood for since high school, but I'd never heard him speak before. I can't get over how much his manner of speaking reminds me of my dad. His voice is slightly higher-pitched and my dad is neither gay nor a Skeptic (at least, not in Randi's sense), but their intonation, their diction, the way they roll phrases around in their mouth -- uncanny! So now I have yet another reason for adoring the fine old fellow. Hurray for Randi!
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01:50:55 PM,Wednesday 24 March 2010
You know what else is amazing? The following sandwich:
1 boule
3 small beets
1 avocado
Chavrie goat cheese
Mustard-garlic vinaigrette dressing (balsamic vinegar, dijon mustard, extra virgin olive oil, minced garlic, salt and pepper to taste; well macerated)
Boil, peel, and slice the beets. Slice the avocado. Spread Chavrie thinly on a slice of the boule, layer beet and avocado on top, then finish with a drizzle of vinaigrette.
Serve open-faced with a side of sauteed spinach and/or beet greens. So unbelievably tasty. Recipe originally masterminded by K.
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11:07:37 AM,Monday 22 March 2010
We just finished the first season of The Wire.
THIS SHOW IS SO FREAKING AMAZING I MEAN YOU ALL TOLD ME THAT THIS SHOW WAS FREAKING AMAZING BUT OH MY GLAAAAAAH THIS SHOW IS SO FREAKING AMAZING.
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10:57:26 PM,Saturday 20 March 2010
K.: My father was a famous surfer. And senator. He invented the Surf Toga.
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08:39:03 PM,Friday 19 March 2010
Someone on the internet just blamed the mortgage crisis on excessive government regulation. I am taking this as an exercise in not compromising my professional persona. I will not discuss politics online. I will not discuss politics online. I will not discuss politics online.
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09:17:23 AM,Friday 19 March 2010
K. and me, yesterday in Inwood Park:
Photo by K.
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01:10:00 PM,Thursday 18 March 2010
And she drew a picture on our whiteboard of St. Patrick driving the coatls out of Ireland!!
And a heraldic bee bearing a shamrock.
Do I know how to pick 'em or what?
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01:37:09 AM,Wednesday 17 March 2010
So K. let me open a few of my presents already, even though I wasn't born until 4:00-ish in the afternoon on the 17th. She got me a green notebook with ruled paper and a bookmark and an elastic strap to keep it closed and a pocket for notes. And she got me crazy straws, and a silver chibi echidna land mine, and lemon white chocolate cookies and macadamia nuts and... And... And... MOST EXCITING OF ALL...
A Grow-Your-Own Venus Flytrap Kit! Plus "32-page book with information and instructions outlining the delicate steps to prepare the seeds before planting." EEEEEEEHHHHHH!
There are two more presents. I have to sleep before I open them. I can do this.
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12:35:48 AM,Wednesday 17 March 2010
I am now the proud and permanent owner of Margaret Mead's stenographer's steno machine. Pictures to follow.
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11:59:53 AM,Monday 15 March 2010
Are there any locked room mysteries involving rare earth magnets used to manipulate a door chain or deadbolt into position from the outside of the door?
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04:32:23 PM,Sunday 14 March 2010
Eeeh! Next Friday morning I get to sit in on a master class at Juilliard with His Majestys Sagbutts and Cornetts! I was afraid they wouldn't let me in because they were giving priority to professional musicians, but I just got the confirmation today. I'll probably bring my cornett but I don't anticipate playing it, because these days whenever I put it to my lips it makes a sound like an anemic water buffalo wrapped in a carpet. Still and all, I've been a fan of these guys for ages, and seeing them in person, talking and playing and otherwise holding forth, will be completely kickass. So excited!
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02:02:43 PM,Friday 12 March 2010
Dear subway preacher man: CPR does not, in fact, stand for Cardiopulmonary Resurrection, but thanks for playing.
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10:33:46 AM,Saturday 6 March 2010
I want a jar of little semisoft ampules, like bath beads. But when you puncture one, instead of bath oil... Olive oil! And you squeeze it on your salad!
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09:51:08 AM,Friday 5 March 2010
I love this guy:
I've been obsessed with the idea of quarantine my entire life. When I was a kid my parents drove to Flathead Lake, and we drove past this big sign on the side of the road. It had a bunch of small print on it, but the only thing I could read were the words "QUARANTINE ZONE" in huge terrifying black letters. I had nightmares every night for the entire week we spent up at the lake. What sort of hideous plague zone had we wandered into? Were we going to come back to Missoula as freakish mutants and infect everyone we knew and loved? When we drove back and I saw the sign again, I screamed, "Stop the car!" I got out to see that the rest of the sign said something along the lines of "Potato Blight Region -- Agricultural Quarantine In Effect". So I felt pretty dumb. But for whatever reason, nearly all my childhood nightmares both before and after that point had to do with epidemic infection. I remember reading The Hot Zone, which was cheesy but fascinating, and wondering what I'd do if I ever wound up in the Slammer. I don't think it's too likely these days, what with being a stenographer and all, and not actually a tropical infectious disease specialist like I always thought I'd be (though, truth to tell, not freaking out about the horrendous protracted death that I could be bringing home to my wife and cat every day I come home from work is a pretty big plus on the mental health roster). But if, for whatever reason, it happens to me, I hope I have as much grace to bear it as Christiaan Van Vuuren. (And I hope he whups that stupid mycobacterium once and for all double quick.)
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11:58:19 AM,Tuesday 2 March 2010
I'm sitting on a bench on the Industrial Design floor of Pratt Studios, underneath tiny plastic toy versions of characters from Homestar Runner. (More specifically, underneath Strong Sad, Bubs, and Strong Mad, which three figures approximate the width of my head.) There is a gigantic mass of snow outside. It is pretty and white. Classes, needless to say, have been canceled. K. packed me a lunch, which I've been eating for breakfast: Her amazing homemade chana saag, a banana, an espresso chocolate chip granola bar, and some apricot fruit leather. In a bit I'll amble over to my coworking space and get some transcription done. Then I'll meet with a client whose event I'll be CARTing on Monday evening. Then I'll probably pick up some food and go home and have dinner and watch silly television with my girl. My life is so damn good.
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09:52:18 AM,Friday 26 February 2010
