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geek.kon 2009
midweek hello
The days have been cool. The skies have been grey. The temps now dip below freezing at night.
We are all tired, balancing play and work.
An aside: I'm hosting a color photo challenge at Sanctuary. I am kind of lonely over there. May I prey upon your sympathies to join me? Scroll back to Monday's post for the details and then we'll present our photos the following Monday. I hope to do this for a few weeks if I have any participants.
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the capitola review
(photo: X before attending a foxtrot-themed dance on the UW-Madison campus this last weekend)
On Saturday, the autumn 2009 edition of The Capitola Review was released. It contains one of my poems as well as a photo from December of 2007.
If you are interested in purchasing a copy, please mail payment of $10 to River Current Press, P.O. Box 25, Mineral Point, WI, 53565. Allow two to three weeks for delivery and, if you please, let them know that I sent you.
Special thanks to Erin Falligant and Richmond Powers for inviting me to submit my work and for being wonderful editors with which to work as well as all-around amazing people. Thank you, thank you.
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silent hill ... aka no brand con 2009
This year, we attended NoBrandCon in Eau Claire for a fourth year. I cosplayed for the first time ever. X cosplays at most of the cons that we attend, which is generally four to five per year.
We were nurses from Silent hill. I was a non-canon nurse and X was a nurse from the third video game. Pyramid Head, who appears in some of the photos, is from the Silent Hill series, which consists of six (and soon seven) games, several graphic novels and an omnibus, as well as a movie.
I have some videos that I'll post in the next day or two in the VIDEO section of my site, some recorded by me and some by theother23.
a typical sunday evening
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crouton recipe for X
This shall be boring to most everyone, I am sure, but it's meant as a reference for X ... lest she forget how to make croutons, which I taught her how to do the day that I took these photos.
Peel garlic, we use quite a lot, and then smash with it with the side of a knife. Preheat pan with desired amount of olive oil and then gently cook the garlic. You don't want to brown the garlic, just infuse the flavor. When done cooking, I set it aside with the garlic in it while I ... Cut up bread, your choice. I like big pieces of a soft bread, especially the crusts. In these photos, we used cracked wheat. Rye is super yummy. Put bread in bowl or, if you like, simply put it in a foil-lined or parchment-lined pan now. Drizzle the bread with the oil, tossing it gently to coat the pieces as much as possible. If you used a bowl to coat the bread, now transfer to a cookie sheet. Sprinkle with salt, pepper, and thyme (or whatever spices you like, such as onion powder or rosemary). Cook in a preheated oven at about 400 degrees. I flip them around four minutes, and check them again in another four minutes. I generally cook them for ten minutes total. Try to remember to have some salad or soup with them, and not just eat the entire batch, which I am inclined to do although I don't generally eat bread otherwise. Go figure. Never purchase croutons again and realize that all others fail in comparison to these ... THAT YOU MADE YOURSELF!
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negative 45 and out takes
This week, with windchills reaching -45F, it would be an understatement to say ... I AM IN MY ELEMENT. And, while in the midst of this, I can't stop thinking about Inuit tribes, caribou skins, building igloos, and ice fishing.
(In years' past, I have included lots of photos of ice fishing villages. I haven't been out yet this year. Maybe this weekend. *fingers crossed*)
And, that's about all that I have to say. Keep warm and enjoy your day.
(Above and below, out takes from GIRL.)
the ashleys
I do believe that this month marks ten years since X left public school. It was mid-first grade and none of us could stand for her to be in that place one minute longer.
Over the years, I've heard her horror stories about the dreaded Ashleys*, chidings by the teachers for diabetes-related issues (extra trips to the bathroom, yawning), continually being singled out in front of the class, and the school's absolute intolerance for individualism.
I am aware that she would set up the other children and teachers in ways that would bring her secret satisfaction, like mentioning to The Ashleys that her favorite group was Portishead (at the time, true that). The Ashleys immediately proclaimed to have listened to lots of Portishead and, oh, THEY WERE BIG FANS. In first grade. In bum-hick-redneck-middle-of-the-woods-ville. A place that I loved, by the way (other than the school compound).
(An aside: She does this to me as well. I recently learned that, knowing I have very mild OCD, she changes the volume level on the television and radio to something that isn't a multiple of five. You need to understand ... NUMERIC LEVELS MUST BE KEPT AT A MULTIPLE OF FIVE. Or, the number 23. Just saying.)
ANYHOW, I thought that I'd heard all of the war stories from her short amount of time in school, when yesterday she revealed another, about altering the Pledge of Allegiance at age five, even being careful to use a one-syllable word in place of god so that no one would notice, and recited ... "one nation under Ra" ... the teachers none the wiser.
I'll add another chalk mark to X's tally.
This post is anticlimatic. I know.
* Years later, the cartoon, "Recess", also featured a group of girls called "the Ashleys".
snowy commercial from my childhood
The following is a commercial from my childhood. I always think about it on days like this ... when we are VERY snowed in at home. (We've had at least seven or eight inches during the night with many more on the way. The snow emergency for our area doesn't end until Thursday morning!)
Anyhow, I was explaining this ad to X yesterday and just thought I'd check for the commercial online. What a pleasant surprise to find it.
While X enjoyed it, her reply, "And to think, all that I'll have to share with children as an adult are those scary Quiznos commercials."
