Tuesday, March 18, 2008

It's Official

Every presidential candidate has convinced me that none of them are worthy of the presidential office, yet again. Kudos, guys. You've practically moved me to tears. And not in that good "I'm so emotional" kind of way. Not even in the "I hate chopping onions but t least this food is going to be really awesome when I'm done" kind of way. More in the "this has got to be a joke, under any definition of the term" way.

Ha.

Ha.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Blogworthy?

I had possibly the spookiest experience of my adult life last night. It was laden with all sorts of stuff. I'm wondering if I should blog about it to get it out, but I don't think that people will understand what I'm talking about unless they're parents, and it's not something that I'm taking lightly. Shabbat was difficult because I was with people constantly but covering for how incredibly freaked out I was by this thing. Let's call it a vivid, persistent, waking vision.

While this site's supposed to be for more than the occasional link and wisecrack, I just don't know here...

Will decide soon.

In the meantime, if you haven't gotten my walrus email, you should let me know. Because it was damned good. And that is certainly something that people should see. Thanks to Ben for originally posting it on Facebook.

We're cat-sitting, by the way. Now that the mice are finally gone. Kitty Claudia is super cute, and that's coming from an avowed 'dog person.' I'm contemplating getting a cat when I finally settle down post-law school. A puppy would be better, but not compatible with firm life. Unless anyone has any ideas on how that might be handled?

Be well.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

at land's end

i feel like i'm in a book in this place. there could not be a better spot to sit and think, and if i believe that the universe conspires to bring you what you need, i am only reaffirmed here. there is a sun porch here, and a deck, and looking out you can see the little marshland with the inlet that leads to the sea, and straight across the bay and marshes to the lighthouse at harbor town, three miles away, where i bike every morning when i wake up. this morning i went twelve miles, all the way to harbor town and the back halfway to home, and then out to the end of sea pines, past all these golf courses and beautiful homes and turtles and spanish moss hanging from the skinniest pine trees you can imagine.

it is cloudy and windy now and about to storm, and the rushes are blowing all toward the beach, and there are egrets in the water, and it is quiet, and peaceful. here we stay at the part of sea pines called "land's end" and i feel it. we are at land's end. when it starts to rain i will go sit out on the deck and think as it is bound to be a warm rain and warm rain is good for thinking. i wish i never had to leave. i wish i had enough talent to be a writer, so that i never had to leave. as it is i have to admire h, who has so much poetry in her that it practically leaps from her fingertips, and go back to writing about law, which is, i think, for people who can write well, but not about anything beautiful enough to make them poets. at least, that is how i think of myself.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

I Bought Schug and Shoko

First off, Koshermart is basically how I imagine heaven. It's all kosher. It has gummie bears. There's all this Israeli-brand junk and spicing and cheesy Jew music. Maimonides had this whole theory about incorporeality and learning Torah once you ascend, but in view of the sheer high I got just from buying chocoloate spread today I'd say the facts are backing me up just a bit more.

On the stupid side of things, if you ever do go to Koshermart, don't do what we did (Metro, walk there, cab back, get stuck on the Metro, cab back from Dupont after dropping the glass dressing bottles, spend the remainder of the day vaguely stinking of ginger).

Make friends with someone who's mobilely upward. Use a damned car.

Help the Culinarily Challenged

We're trying to make a falafel and shawarma Shabbat meal for next week. Where do we go for the spices and necessary other components?

Sometimes all-kosher all-the-time NY has its advantages.

There wouldn't happen to be a Middle Eastern place with a good selection of hechshers around here?

Friday, February 22, 2008

and on the dress there would be a picture of a beautiful woman

ah, last night was lovely -- margaritas at cactus with good company, which is one of my most favourite things in the world to do. after a few days' relaxation in california, it was good to be back and catch up with everyone, and especially nice to see h and tay, since tay has just moved up here (finally!). of course this led to lots of catching up and h told us this wonderful story about how she had a conversation with her little four-year-old cousin this weekend, which went something like this:

h: if you could have any dress to wear, what would it look like?
cousin: well, it would tie at my neck, and it would be pink, and on the front there would be a picture of a beautiful woman. and i would have a sweater to go with it, and on the front of it there would be a picture of a beautiful man and a beautiful woman, together.

clearly, the child has a future in fashion design. but that got me to thinking, because it is really a very nice idea for a dress (even though i can't make the dress, because that would be stealing her idea, although maybe i could make the dress and then give it to her and she would be happy?). well, i don't know how one even gets prints onto a dress like that. i imagine i could figure it out; we'll see. i have been meaning to learn something useful like how to make nice clothes.

anyway, i was thinking about it more today, and i think i would want this one to be the beautiful woman on my dress. but if i can't have her on a dress, maybe i'll get a framed poster for my room? i am starting to think i am going to need a whole wall devoted to lichtenstein and warhol. at least it'll mesh well...

New and Improved

I only just figured out that A and j could post separately if the blog was arranged correctly. So that's what's happening.

The rule is now this: all future posts should have the initial of the author at the end. All the old posts have my initial at the end because they were written under my profile, but can be distinguished because only I use capitalization in my writing. And of course, because we have completely different personalities and writing styles, but I wanted to keep the differences simple.

Clarity is good in life. :)

When I have something more useful to write about, you'll all be the first to know.

Cheers -

-A