Thursday, April 17, 2014

motion sensor henry viii

perhaps you are wondering why there is a cropped reproduction of hans holbien the younger's "portrait of henry viii" in my house. good question as it hardly seems to be doing anything here and i am not a fan of royalty.

but i AM a fan of "horrible histories".  and HAHAH i embedded a motion sensor that causes henry to talk in ben willbond's voice. holy crap, this KILLS both me and leff. we've been walking past it all night. here's leff's vine. and here're some crappy vids so you can get some idea of what's amusing us.

when i get tired of henry, i will probably replace him with robert i, count of artois. TOP OF THE POPS

Sunday, April 13, 2014

have some pics from the weekend

i can't really give you any new text as i'm still not doing much (still waiting.). am in the middle of the word exchange. i'm finally watching that simon schama doc series and finishing up the zippy tim marlow "nude in art". (if you are keeping track, *this* series is what is making me think i need to spend a week in paris next jan tackling the louvre.)

none of this matters to the cat, however. 

i lie. if i'm gone for a week, she will be pretty pissed off at me for about an hour after my return.

Friday, April 11, 2014

still the same

still waiting, still nothing new. this week i read sekret (fun! quick!) and bonjour tristesse  (equally quick, much more rewarding. will be watching the film version this afternoon.)

figured out that the secret to making muffins taste as if they were from a bakery is to add a tiny bit of cinnamon to the batter. 

yes, you can see how absolutely scintillating things have been.

Saturday, April 05, 2014

my cat is really good at impersonations

here is her michael caine.
told you she was good.

Wednesday, April 02, 2014

holding pattern

i am in a holding pattern. many things about this state (of being but, yes, also washington) are intolerable. thankfully, fiction remains an escape. 

i was up until 4 am consuming the storied life of a.j. fikry. earlier that same day, i reread kitchen and also made a sizable dent in twinkle, twinkle.  any of these are books that i would recommend, particularly if you need to live someone else's life for a while. they will engulf you.

do you want to know how to kill a kindle? read an average of about seven books a week for three years. it is incredibly enjoyable but the tech can't cope. 

but back to fiction. later today, when time allows, i will be watching "l'avventura", "rome, open city" and, since not everything in my life can be from the criterion collection, "the craft".  

question of the day:  why was so much of 90's teen witch media so in love with "how soon is now"? related: do you feel this trend is repeating itself with 21st century bad girl movies and "crown on the ground"/"infinity guitars"

unicorn by matty cipov.

Monday, March 31, 2014


my favorite bulbs are sprouting in the yard. (daffs are fine and all but i prefer tulips and hyacinth.)

unfortunately, clouseau is ALSO fond of tulips and hyacinth. (bad news as they are very poisonous flowers for cats.) so after some supervised "aromatherapy" (he likes to sniff flowers like fucking ferdinand, i tells you), i have to put them on the highest cat inaccessible shelf possible and then deal with his reproachful glares and pitiful frustrated yowls.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

fried dill pickles

saturday brought with it another bout of homesickness. not for a place, no, of course not. i only miss foods from specific regions. (to dwell in a place breeds contempt. or something. it's the familiarity you see. god, i get so. fucking. familiar. *glare*)

anyway, i was pining for pickles of the fried dill varietal. i used to get these at the deli but now i'm forced to make them. (this is a good recipe.) 

fried dill pickles are battered the same way that one would batter any item that needed frying. well, ok, there are two milk steps and two different flours but, whatever. the concept is familiar to you, i am sure.

technically, i shallow fried these. and, yeah, maybe they look a little gross (it is difficult to make fried things look attractive.) but they are delicious with ranch dressing. (here is a good recipe.)