playing catch-up

-back from CA.....check.

-finished every last bit of my masters.....big check.

-finish making ultimate pinball/movie watching/sewing/beverage making room......not so much.

Super busy still but some day I'll write up my CA experiences with photos posts and add photos of my latest creation, a simple layered skirt.

And since my favorite mirror are back from their hiatus, it's time for me to replace my nasty work mouse pad with something totally awesome...assuming I can choose which totally awesome mouse pad to get. Hmmm...Eddie the Yeti is looking pretty good.


some photos from today

CA 035

Elephant seals at San Simeon.

CA 100

Surfing in Los Padres National Forest near Willow Creek.

CA 149

Coast by Rt 1 near Big Sur.

CA 186

Carmel Mission.

CA 198

Monterey Harbor.




cracker

The Crackerman definitely knows his crackers. They are delightfully "real" tasting. Immediately after snapping this photo, the Bailey cat dragged them away. After a long battle, I finally got them back just long enough to get a photo of the back.

Apparently, the Crackerman of Etna consists of John and Beverly Bender who bake these crackers in their house. You can buy them at Ludgate Farms, Greenstar, and various wineries in the area.


my latest acquisitions

Over the last few months, I caved in and got 3 more Blythes:

Precocious Candy's Mush Room, Can Can Cat, and Dainty Biscuit


symphony hall

It is thesis time...in fact I just sent off my final draft of my thesis to my committee for their review. The last thing I need to do is finish my powerpoint presentation for my defense. But, I decided that if I skipped this concert, I'd regret it for a very long time (and you know my feelings on regrets...anyone who doesn't have them is either lying or has never lived--but why bring them upon yourself knowingly?).

So we drove the 6 hrs to Boston to see 1 concert, eat 1 meal, and spend 1 night. And that drive proved to be good for me because I had my laptop and completed my final corrections on my thesis before its last review with the whole committee (it's 105 pages!!!). Nothing like being forced to work and not get up (even for a bathroom break) for 6 hrs straight, 2 days in a row.

The show was awesome. The Pops opened up with four movements from Holst's The Planets: Mars, the Bringer of War; Venus, the Bringer of Peace; Uranus, the Magician; and Jupiter, the Bringer of Jollity. Did I mention this was my first time at Symphony Hall? Woah! We snagged the $10 seats which ended up being in the 1st balcony right by the stage. I'm sure it's best to be in the middle of the Hall acoustically but we could see things really easily and the sound was still amazing. Definitely an amazing venue.

And then there was Amanda Palmer whose cabaret bits were especially entertaining. The opening was genius...running through the audience while being serenaded by the violinist, percussionist, and trombonist. And Clara was there as a "statue" outside before the show and participating in the theatrics of the performance as well.

Here they are warming up. I don't have any photos from the show cause I don't like being behind a camera instead of experiencing an event without a lens and a bunch of plastic and metal bits between me and the action. That's the excuse that makes me feel better about myself...the real reason is because I'm afraid to photograph a concert that I'm probably not really supposed to be photographing...much like I'm terrible at getting action shots of random street scenes cause i don't want to anger someone who would end up in my photo...I dunno. whatever.

The audience...many of whom did not share the same confidence issues as myself regarding camera use in a concert.

I really love the statues lining the Hall. If only I had something better to photograph them with than my cell phone.

And let's not forget about Luminescent Orchestrii in the Cafe afterwards. They were awesome as always though I wasn't able to get right in front of them...hence this somewhat lacking photo.

Leaving Symphony Hall after the lights came on in the Cafe (oof, bright!). Columns always look nice when photographed.

So, yes, good show.


cat toy

I've got a bunch of colorful roving and no real use for it yet. The cats go through their toy "manatees" quickly so it was time for another toy for them. I decided to try needle felting a toy which I stuffed with catnip (good idea, no?).

I must have done something right because as I was trying to photograph the finished product, Rosie (the black mass in the right side of the photo) stole the toy.

So I grabbed it back and quickly snapped a photo:

Of course, within a day, the cats had the pink bit pulled off... But I can just needle felt it back on I guess.


eurovision 2008

How is it that Latvia didn't win?


Dum vivimus, vivamus.

In Ithaca, I suppose it isn't as difficult as many places to be a localvore. My interest in this type of food gathering was inspired by a little research and my general distaste for corporations that bully.

What is a localvore? Generally it describes people who mostly consumes food produced within 100 miles of where they live. I think it describes someone who is more aware of where and how their food is produced and makes an effort to eat accordingly. Obviously there are some foods that have to be produced more than 100 miles away--for instance, I don't see coffee, tea, or olives being grown in upstate NY any time soon... I think of localvore as the new organic given that the FDA's definition of organic is rather loose and only accounts for 95% of the ingredients.

In the grand scheme of things, I don't do much because of lack of funds and laziness. But, the one thing I always make sure to do is to not consume dairy from cows treated with growth hormone. I don't just do this because there are no long term studies researching the effect of treated cow milk on people, I also do this because of the business practices of the company that makes the growth hormone, Monsanto. Monsanto has been waging a war on farmers who choose not to use their genetically modified seeds and bovine growth hormone.

They have sued small dairy farmers who state on their milk containers that they do not treat their cows with bovine growth hormone because apparently it makes it sound like milk from cows who were treated is bad for you (even though they never said it was bad for you). Though they were unsuccessful in getting money out of the dairy farmers this time, they did get the FDA to force all non-bovine growth hormone dairies to state that there is no difference between milk from cows treated with the growth hormone and milk from those who were not treated.

In addition, Monsanto has essentially hired spies to determine whether farmers are keeping their genetically modified seeds from year to year to replant them instead of purchasing the latest seeds from Monsanto. That's right, Monsanto forces farmers to sign an agreement saying they will not participate in the age-old practice of saving seeds from your harvest to plant next year. When their infiltrators suspect a farmer has been saving seeds, they bully them into paying fines by settling outside of court. They've even sued farmers when it is likely the wind or animals have caused the cross-pollination of their non-genetically modified crops with Monsanto crops (see Percy Schmeiser). In almost every case, Monsanto has forced farmers to settle outside of court because there is no way that small farmers could ever have the financial backing to compete with Monsanto's legal team. And this, frankly, makes me angry.

I think we all have the right to know what is in our food, where it came from, and how it was produced. Eating local is probably the only way to have a chance at knowing what you are putting into your body so it seems like a pretty good idea. And that's even without taking the savings in fossil fuels into account when your food doesn't have to be shipped hundreds of miles to get to your local supermarket.


on the great ant massacre of 2008 (aka last night in my kitchen)

I used to have a job in which I fed various hurt or abandoned wild animals. The bats ate mealworms but would only eat live ones and if they were left completely in tact, the mealworms would leave the little bat enclosure. So, I had to squish the rear of each mealworm with tweezers before giving it to the bats. I found this to be quite unpleasant.


mousepads!

I'm being bad about updating because my thesis defense is fast approaching though I am trying my best...

My mousepad at work is a hand-me-down from who knows how many people and shows its wear. Every time I brush my hand against it, I want to disinfect myself. I could just have the secretary order me a new one but I decided that I should take this opportunity to get something that makes my office a little more inviting. Also, my mousepad area is round which greatly decreases my choices.

Completely randomly (and luckily!) I came across My Favorite Mirror which specializes in circular mousepads, pocket mirrors, and coaster sets. The only problem is that they are on vacation till July 7th. They have countless designs to choose from, all using your favorite indie art.

During their "vacation", they'll be attending several crafty shows at least. So, you're lucky if one is near you.



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