Novel Eye

Turns out much of my tension and foul mood of the past week was hormonal in nature. Some of it was because we have reached again, April 1st . WE INTERRUPT THIS POST TO BRING YOU THIS SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT Thank you, God. I went back to find that post from last year to link and thought I will take a stab at that again. And suddenly it seemed so obvious! It needs some fine tuning--word choice, etc. but I like this, and I feel this: If I should lose the little finger, say Of my left hand, I could learn to type around. And all the instruments I do not play Would prove no sadder loss than now. Other things I do requiring dexterous skill Could be--as good or almost--learned again. Most days I should not feel its loss at all Until it was as if it had never been. Yet, there would come a moment when Performing some small but delicate task I should find myself at a loss, as when I find there is no one else I can ask Questions I never thought to bring to you, And I cry to feel your death anew.

Reunion I have been invited Like the courtier in the powdered wig, Like a dignitary, profile of a mountain. I fear to write the word Like a chicken Laying her last egg Before laying out her neck. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I saw this poem in a dream--nearly as I can remember as it is now. The dream itself is strange. I had to go somewhere about two hours away on Saturday--leaving at about 9:30. In my dream of Saturday morning my mother was here and going with me and she had to go to Lexington on Saturday morning BEFORE we left. So she and I and a friend of my husband's (on my mind because he hadn't returned a phone call--common with him--and my husband and I had been discussing it the night before) went to Lexington at 8:30. Lexington is about 30 minutes away from me because there is no direct way to get there--even though the distance is not that great. We go to this house and family business and no one is there. Me: Didn't you tell them you were comin...

One of those days when I think how nice it would be to be the guy who screws toothpaste caps on in some factory. Meh. Come to think of it--it's sort of been several days like that in a row. Sorry.

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Don't read this if you're still trying to guess. I was very amused and intrigued by Mirror's. Mine were: 1. Oh, Brother, Where Art Thou? 2. Peter's Friends 3. The Thin Man 4. 1776 ( Sidenote : Can't wait to see the HBO series!) 5. Young Frankenstein 6. Born Yesterday (NOT the remake--the lovely original with Judy Holliday and William Holden) 7. Blade Runner 8. Adventures of Baron Munchausen 9. Touch of Evil (since Mirror had already taken Citizen Kane!) 10.Wings of Desire 11. Gosford Park 12.Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House 15.Over the Hedge I could think of all sorts of quotes from great films--but they weren't my FAVORITE films. I'd recommend any of these to anyone. Oh, Mirror, the ONLY thing that came up for "I own this Joint" was YOUR post!

The cool thing about last Wednesday was that it was part of the Fibonacci Series --3-5-8, (and of course--3+5=8). No one got it at work either.

I love avatars. I love Avatar, the cartoon too, but that's another story. And I'd love to really meet a real Avatar too, but that really is another story. Anyway. Found the freebie site Meez ! Now here's the silly thing. With an avatar you can be anything you want. I could be really thin or much more curvaceous. I could be deathly pale. I could dress like a slut. And I,... I tend to make them look pretty much like I look and dress them like I dress. In my brief foray into Second Life I gave myself wings, and I was a little punkier than I can usually get away with, but still pretty much me. I'm not sure what that means. Do I like myself, or do I just have little imagination? (I'm going to try and play with her look a bit)

The Blogtations quote of the day seems unhappy with the daylight change. I admit it was hard to get up this morning and I haven't changed any of my 30 watches yet, but oh, having the sunlight at the end of work day... Of course, I ended up staying at my desk until 6:30 because my clock was off. If I had left on time it would have been light when I left the gym. Dare I say it??? Could this be the one good thing to come out of the Bush presidency? Nah...it was already being considered--all he did was not veto it. Whew. Had me worried there.

Mirror tagged me for this Meme. I am embarrassed to say that I have not guessed a single one of his, although some are tantalizingly familiar like I should know them (although I would never have gotten Barry Lyndon). So, I was trying to pick some of my favorite films that were not entirely obscure or foreign, and I approached it with the idea of films I end up watching again and again when they are on TV (threrefore ensuring that they are in the mainstream)--although you'd probably have to wait awhile for some of these to roll around. 1. I figured it should be the one with the capacity for abstract thought. But if that ain't the consensus view, then hell, let's put it to a vote. 2. Oh, how can I put this delicately? It's just that I'm not really in the vagina business. 3. The important thing is the rhythm. Always have rhythm in your shaking. Now a Manhattan you shake to fox-trot time, a Bronx to two-step time, a dry martini you always shake to waltz time. 4. Well, t...

I was torn about posting this--we now have three bedrooms for two people and I know that Musing is struggling with two bedrooms for three people. I spent much of junior high and part of senior high sharing one room in someone else's house with my mother. It's so dreadful to be a teenager with no privacy at all. So we have worked hard to have this luxury of space. I was also going to just post them at Photobucket (I haven't bothered to join Flikr) but I forgot my password and it became complicated. But I did promise pictures when we were more settled--and we have decorated some. It was something I promised myself I would do before our party two weeks ago and having the deadline forced us to unpack, clean and decorate. Our belongings tell who we are and what is important to us--and they need captions, so here we go: We're on the second floor, so you walk in facing the stairs and see The Adams Family greeting you, with our gargoyle. We actually want to have a third Gothic ...

Caught the video for this band on Logo the other night, which was a relief because I had caught the tail end of the song on the radio and missed the name. It's a British techno/technopop band called Hot Chip. A lot of the rest of their music is a little too techno for me, but something about this one sticks in my head. The video is, of course, very fun--rather like L'Arc's video last year with lots of amusing old fashioned and digital tricks. Another video from them for Over and Over rather turns the whole green screen thing on it's ear--my favorite bit being when paint is thrown on them changing the color of their clothes. (Sidenote: I like that they are "officially" posting their own videos--like Dolby they put up concert clips, commentary, etc.--if you can't beat it join it) Also like that evidently when they do the songs live they completely remix them. Oh, and I have no idea why the Joker/Two Face imagery. I also can't get this song out of my hea...

Can any of my readers tell me what was interesting mathematically about yesterday's date? There's the short answer and the longer answer. I'll give you a hint--the longer answer won't happen again until 2013 AD. I ran this in yesterday's edition of the company NewsFlash . So far I've only gotten the short answer.

I am happy to add Musing back to the sidebar!

Yes, it has finally happened...PBS has decided that we have both enough disposable income and enough charitable feeling to be courted. A documentary of The Clash is now in the PBS rotation at pledge time. Is it better or worse that Joe Strummer isn't here to see it???

As my kind readers know, I hated The Departed (and not because I ended up on the cutting room floor). This week's Simpsons was called The Debarted and it featured a mole working for Principal Skinner getting close to Bart. It was rip- snortingly funny. The final scene feature Ralph Wiggum (the special child) watching a rat go by. And this was the final line: Ralph Wiggum : The rat symbolizes obviousness! Oh, yes! Yes! Yes! (In your face, Marty Scorsese!)

Neil Gaiman mentioned that Teller (as in Penn and ...) was working on a Grand Guignol version of the Scottish Play and I was (of course) intrigued. TURNS OUT that Teller (Amherst--class of '69) is premiering it at Amherst (my Alma Mater) this spring. Oh, squeee ... I wonder if Neil will attend. EDIT: Bother! It already premiered and ended (and it was at the Folger Shakespeare Library (which Amherst owns)--not actually at Amherst). They really should have checked their publication dates before announcing it like that.

Found this game. Very cool. You can pick a couple of different rhythms on some of the instruments. One Man Band Build your very own one man band! Play this free game now!!