Listening to Mojave 3 (thanks rypunked), and sipping on scotch. I'm a bit too tired to really get sad, but I can feel the
booze tugging me in that direction. Mostly, it just feels late. And my mind is a bit slow, and I'm more contemplative than
I am melancholy.
Maybe it's due to the fact that I haven't been doing much blog stuff lately. Maybe it's due to the fact that, up until now,
I haven't really been reflecting on what I've been doing with my time, with how I spend my days.
Let me apologize for the lackluster posting lately. For any of you who have stopped in daily, only to find that "Nothing Yet" page
(or, worse, that 404 page), I'm sorry. I'll try to resume the daily posting.
Lately, I have been binging a lot with WoW. But, I think that might be coming to a slow here. It's getting to the point where
it's harder for me to do stuff on my own in the game, and a lot of the progress relies on working with others in groups. The initial
first couple of days has been pretty fun and exciting (lots of new stuff happening almost constantly), but the more you play and
the more you advance, the slower that progress becomes.
I made it a point to take off a few days next week, Monday through Wednesday. Three whole days off! Part of me wants to use that
time to catch up on old blog entries I've missed (I have some great stuff from when Alex and Linda visited, but still haven't gotten
it up yet). I've been meaning to get a new version of Fast Forward
done, with images from 2004. I could do some writing.
The idea of museums came to mind. I'm currently leaning towards that, or something that will get me out of my house. As much as
I'd like to do computer stuff for my own enjoyment... I think I should really focus on something that is non-keyboard and non-indoors
related.
Anyhow - apologies once again. For the handful of you out there who might be coming back daily, I'm sorry for the tumbleweeds. I'll
try to get back to the daily posts, and try to make this place worth your while.
Lasagna And an Interview
Chelsea swung by late in the afternoon yesterday,
and we took a hike to the grocery store for some dinner stuff. She wanted to try out a new microphone, and needed someone
(read: me) to do a mock-interview, so she could practice using it, getting the levels right, etc etc. She wanted some practice
time in, before her interview with the Windy City Rollers
on Tuesday.
In addition to the interview, we decided to make a mushroom/cheese lasagna and maybe watch a movie too.
Chelsea, mixing the ricotta and mozarella cheese. At this point,
I'd like to mention that I ended up having to walk to the corner store not once, but TWICE for supplies off the list that we
didn't get at the grocery store.
Hmm. I wonder who was in charge of the ingredients list. Hmmmm.
Twice!
Just about ready. We tried out a non-boil pasta, and it worked out really well. It's been a really, really long time since I've
tried to make lasagna, and I'd like to give the regular pasta a go.
Setting up the minidisc recorder. While the lasagna was cooking, we took the time to set up and do the interview. Surprisingly,
we didn't do it over the table (something about the sound bouncing off weird), and so sat two chairs face to face. We also tried
recording in the living room briefly, just to try out another space.
I thought this would be really quite weird but, after a while, I just started to ramble on
and on. It was strange at first, but the instant I moved onto something I could talk at length about (graduate school, work,
the blog, the sensory dep tank), it became immeasureably easier to babble away.
One neat thing I noticed Chelsea was doing was her
actively trying to avoid interrupting me. In almost all the good documentaries I've seen, when someone's being interviewed... the
interviewer (if they're good) will patiently wait until the interviewee "self-edits." That is, they'll say what they want to say,
and then stop. And if there is an overarching amount of silence, the interviewee will typically say something else - typically
a summary or all-encompassing statement. And more often than not, these final moments at the end of a story or explanation are
what makes for a really memorable interview.
Dinnertime! After starting off for the store around 4:30PM, we finally got down to eating around maybe 8:30. Totally famished, but
luckily there was a crapton of food. Lasagna aplenty, garlic bread, a bottle of wine and a cheesecake for desert (kinda went
apeshit on the whole cheese thing).
Harmony, who pounced up on the table and sat watching the food for a long time. This is her, moments prior to her attempt to bat
at a piece of garlic bread.
After dinner, Chelsea and I talked a lot about
movies we had seen (and I was going on and on about smoking for some reason). We got into the realm of horror movies too, and were
a bit all over the place with movies and directors. From Halloween to
Jim Jarmusch to Matthew Barney.
And, after kicking around art films a while... we decided to watch a few episodes of SpongeBob Squarepants.
This One's for the Chelster - Don't Forget it!
I tried looking (a LOT) online for some video of this bit, where SpongeBob is showing his technique for how to blow a bubble. Sadly, I couldn't
find anything so... I threw this together. For those who haven't seen this episode, this is likely really bizarre. But trust
me: Freaking. Hysterical. This had the two of us laughing a good deal, and from thereon out it became near
impossible to stop Chelsea from saying
"Bring it aroooooooound town. Bring it arooooooooound tooooooown."
