Jun. 1st, 2012

Fandom: it runs in the family

Ok, so there has been a lot of stuff going on lately, involving such exciting things as cancer diagnoses (not me), family gatherings, crazy weather wrecking business travel, promotions, crises at work, increasingly messy apartments, car ownership, and more cancer stuff. I may post about it sometime. Maybe.
In the meantime, here is today's fun chat transcript:

me: so I sent my parents the link to the trailer for the new Les Miserables movie, and Dad said that we should move beds into the theater so we can watch it til the cows come home.
Jaye: nice to know this is a genetic condition

Yeah... I may have seen The Avengers five times since April. Hey, I come by it honestly!

Also, my parents are surprisingly serious Les Miz (the musical) fans. Everything stops in their house when the Anniversary Concerts come on PBS. And sometimes they call me to be sure that I know they're on. I ♥ them.

p.s. the trailer:


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Jan. 17th, 2012

Shuttle / Everybody OTP

So I retweeted the following:
Which subways do you guys ship? I think A / F is fun, but 6 / 7 will ALWAYS be my OTP.

And this happened:

Jaye: I am now trying to ship train lines. Thanks

me: LOL, you're welcome! i think I ship W/7 myself.

me: unless they don't exist anymore.

Jaye: Nono, that'd be great

The 7 is pining for its lost love

me: awww. man, the h/c potential there.

Jaye: I think the shuttle would make a great rebound fuck

Yet another sentence I never thought I'd type

me: aw, man. the shuttle really gets around, though.

Jaye: maybe the transit museum sells train condoms

me: ... they probably do.

Jaye: ah, yes: http://secondavenuesagas.com/2007/01/08/condoms-a-la-nyc-subways/

me: I love this town!

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Sep. 9th, 2011

quick hits

My twitter account is full of randomness today, but at least it's moved from trauma to humor. Sort of. After discussing the inevitability of flashbacks due to a combination of 9/11 Anniversary coverage and the FIRES that are filling the sky with smoke, raining ash on homes, and making the air smell of burning (yeah, no flashback potential there AT ALL), we decided that the best solution would be for TX to send truckloads of shamwows to the flooded areas. They mop up the water, send them back, and we wring them out over the fires.
Done.
Now, we will address the deficit and jobs crisis. Ok, no we won't. We'll actually address Hollywood and it's crazy crazy remakes.

me: Russell Crowe as Javert. Hugh Jackman as Valjean. I may need to sit down.
Jaye: wow. is Hollywood making a movie just for you?
Man, they might be. They really, really might be. I'll have to take my dad! (Les Miz is one of our shared musical interests!)

And today's moment of Latin Zen: [This is full of Classics snark, and if you aren't familiar with at least I, Claudius it may make no sense.]
We were discussing historiography, Livy, and Livy's presumed friendship with Augustus. Livy produced an incredible body of work, a complete history of Rome from its founding to his present day in 142 books, writing an average of 3 books per year for forty years. The problem: only thirty-something books survived to modern day, and none of them about Livy's own time. Certain hints from later historians writing about Livy, as well as textual interpretations by modern historians, create a belief that Livy and Augustus got along very well, shared some opinions and values, and were quite possibly friends. One item that is cited as evidence is the fact that Livy was a tutor to young Claudius.
So one of the young things in my class (possibly stalling for time, I admit), asked whether there was any possibility that Livy could have known at the time of his teaching that Claudius would one day be the emperor.
I thought to myself, "NO WAY."
And then the prof said, "ABSOLUTELY NOT," making big negative arm motions.
It made me laugh.
I have to keep reminding myself, unformed larvae, unformed larvae, unformed larvae*. Some of them may be up to their ears in classical civ at that age, after all, I was, but the prof made a good point when he said that he didn't want to assume too much about the class's knowledge of the Augustan Age. (Not that I could really be considered an expert or anything, geez. It just feels like I've been pickling in random classical trivia from that general period for most of my life.)
Anyway. ZEN LATIN SNARK.
[*For all that I snark at them, they're actually quite good at Latin. Better than I am, most days!]

I walked back to my office from class and it was, alas, still really hot even with the "cool snap" we're getting. 90-something is no joke when you're walking across campus in blue jeans.

And I just took some time explaining to someone the difference between block level and in-line tags in XHTML, but I don't think I did it very well. I should work on that. Yay for validating her markup for class, though.

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Sep. 6th, 2011

what kind of goggles?

Oh, fandom, fandom, you have been such a terrible influence on me. In the very best way, of course.

I've gotten to the point where I read a perfectly lovely and innocuous bit of an Aubrey-Maturin book and I just CHORTLE and GIGGLE and SWOON because it's so adorable. I can't even deal with it. Jack has a conversation with HIS WIFE and all I can see is the love for Stephen. Oh, fandom, I am ruined. Ruined. I just want to draw little pink hearts all over the book. And the story is so ridiculous, too - everybody is totally fucked up and life happens even to the best of them. My greatest affection lies with Tom Pullings at the moment, for growing up into a man who can run a ship AND hold a toddler without breaking a sweat. Learn from Tom, Jack! LOL. [Don't tell me if there is a fanfic collection somewhere. I don't think I could cope with it mentally quite yet. Finding fanfic for A Room with a View was bad enough.]

In other news, I ate so well today. Went to the farmer's market and got fresh greens and tomatoes for salad, and some beautiful green beans for steaming. I washed the rice before I cooked it and it really made a great difference, and I grilled pork strips with an herbal spice blend and Hungarian sweet paprika. SO GOOD. It was a beautiful thing, and I have enough that I can eat it again for lunch or another evening.

Now it's time for me to give some serious time to my Latin homework, and then if I still have time I shall draw. Yay fandom drawing! I am signed up already for Snupin Santa this year, and I am considering both Merlin Holidays and Merlin Games. Any other fests I should be thinking of? I have lost track of so many recently.

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Nov. 10th, 2010

Latin for fun and profit

LOL, the medieval story we got to translate in class was HILARIOUS: guy kills enemy, makes a cup out of enemy's skull, marries enemy's daughter, delights in giving daughter the cup and inviting her to have a drink with dear ole dad, daughter plots and kills the guy. Fun times with barbarians!
And now, guess what?

We're reading GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH, you guys. A story about HENGIST.  LOLZ forever.

Ahem. Yeah, I can be serious.  Someday. There are tales of SPACE: IT'S REALLY BIG! \o/ plus cute baby elephants, the biker invasion of Galveston Island, airport delays with bonus beagle action, and an XTREME QUILT SHOW experience to be blogged, maybe.  Eventually.  Some of the photos are on Flickr already.

Seriously:
SPACE! IT'S REALLY BIG!! \o/ ♥ ♥


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May. 31st, 2010

and now, movies

In less sober Memorial Day news...

- My family enjoys watching some of the Memorial Day movie marathons put on by AMC and TCM and other such stations.  So when I got to the parental homestead yesterday with my laundry, I walked in to see some German soldiers on screen in tight quarters, speaking German with no subtitles.  Mom look up at me expectantly and asks if I recognize it. So I said, "The Guns of Navarone?"  And Mom busts up laughing and looks at Dad in the kitchen and says, "All those years of Memorial Day movie marathons paid off have ruined them!"  Seriously, I was actually thinking it was a submarine movie until the scene cut to an interior of an elevator cut into rock. [ETA: Mom tells me I remembered her comment incorrectly! ;)]

- We watched Bill Maher's Religulous, which was both funny and depressing. I don't really have a lot to say about it; I thought he was often correct, often funny, and often confrontational. He found some great folks to talk to, and featured some crazy crazy clips.  It was both educational and adversarial. I'm glad I watched it, but I don't know if I would watch it again.

- We watched Avatar together. It was actually really disappointing, after all the crazy build-up. Mom's verdict, as the credits rolled: "Titanic was better."  mild spoilers )  It felt like an attempt to combine allegory and adventure movie that fell flat on multiple levels.  I thought the best part of the whole thing was actually the way the tree roots lit up when they were walked upon. 

- Winding up the evening we watched Operation Petticoat.  It's a hilarious comedy classic starring Cary Grant and Tony Curtis on a submarine in the Pacific.  The sub is in a constant state of disrepair, breaking down and needing parts.  Over the course of the movie, through various hilarious machinations of con-man Curtis and twists that confound commanding officer Grant as they try to get things into working order and into the combat zone, the sub ends up painted pink, hosting five Army nurses and a passel of civilians, and seeing some action from both sides of the conflict.  It's a real hoot, one in which every other line is a subtle (or blatant) innuendo, and the whole thing increases in hilarity if you add "in my pants" to the dialogue.   Most hilarious family moment: in the interior of the ship one of the nurses has fixed part of the sub's machinery with an item of clothing that stretches from several snaps. I had to look over at Mom and ask, "Ok, what is that?" and she laughed and told me it was a girdle, and how nice must it be to live in a year when I don't recognize one.

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Mar. 14th, 2009

fun friday, busy saturday

Happy Pi Day!

Last night I went to see Jonathan Coulton with Paul & Storm, of whom I had never really heard before last summer, nor ever seen perform, whether on youtube or live.  It was a really fantastic performance with lots of humor and audience interaction. Paul and Storm's opening show had me falling over laughing. Jonathan broke a string on his guitar in the first song, then later discovered his mouth harp was in the frame backwards. It being Friday the 13th, he joked, of course things went a bit awry. But none of that really interfered with the show, or the music. I could have done without the hair-flinging, loud-singing guy sitting one row down from me, but every concert-goer has crosses to bear, and as concerts go a hair-flinging, loud-singing obnoxious dude is better than drunken groping or being fallen on.
At one point near the end the entire balcony was doing Thriller-type zombie gesturing from their seats while shouting "All we want to do is eat your brains." Yeah. Nerds in groups. I should have taken photos. (The few I did take will be posted later, mostly of House of Blues itself.)
I went out with a party of six folks from the Houston SFF community, all active con-goers or organizers. We had dinner first with a few of them, then met at House of Blues downtown, where there were a bunch of other local nerds that folks in my party knew.  We ended up with seating right near each other in the balcony, oddly enough.
After the concert, we all went to a diner/coffeehouse on Westheimer and had food and drink and conversation until after midnight.  I did not get back to my car (I'd been ridesharing to avoid the downtown/midtown parking crunch) until 1:30 am. 
I haven't had a night out like that in quite some time, so it was pretty awesome.

Today I woke up at an ungodly hour to take care of my unruly stomach (it's pretty much a clockwork alarm all on its own - 6:25 am it wakes me without fail, just before my alarm.  I nibbled on a rice cracker and some orange juice and chatted with mom for a few minutes, then crashed again. I got up for real at about 11, and looked soberly at the packing I should be doing...  and turned away.
Instead, I cut some batting and the backing fabric for the quilt in progress, pinned it all together and trimmed it, and now I'm working on attaching the border pieces to the front before getting in there with the machine quilting.
Ideally I would like to have this finished in time to take it to New York at the end of April and present it to the recipients in person. I may not finish it before I move, but I'll definitely try to get as much done as possible before then, and keep the pieces in a separate box so I can find them pronto in the new place.

I just finished giving the kitchen floor a sweep and clean and mop, so I'm taking a sit-down break in front of a fan to type this up. My only minor angst today is that I really wanted to watch Ghostbusters while I did my sewing but I couldn't find the DVD.  I am pretty sure that I actually bought my own copy, but I could be mistaken. (Sorting out my stuff from the family stuff will be such fun!)  I put on The Last Unicorn  with Real Genius in the bullpen instead. 

Ok, and Dad just told me a joke he heard on Prairie Home Companion and I didn't know enough about music to get the pun in the punchline without clarification. FAIL.  :P   He needs to tell it to Peter.

Jan. 25th, 2009

Elizabeth Bennet v. Zombie Apocalypse

OMG, [info]libba_bray posted about this and I WANT ONE!

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies

The awesomeness knows no bounds - especially note the info about the illustrations. w00t!

Oct. 16th, 2008

the name recognition factor

Dozens of students milling around a crowded gym full of tables.
Every so often a cluster would move past our table.
Then a lone student would step forward, her parents (they were almost always young women) hovering behind her.
We'd smile, and ask, "So have you heard of Vassar?"
And the student shrugs a little, points at her parents, and replies, "No, but they have."

Aug. 30th, 2008

the perfect wedding shoes

So I'm officiating a wedding on Saturday and have this great green and brown ensemble to wear. I just needed shoes - here I am, tons of brown clothes and no brown shoes. Egads.
So Mom and I braved the sales and lo, if we didn't find the perfect pair of wedding shoes.

the perfect shoes )

Aug. 26th, 2008


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The Wrong Flier

Ok, I know I am just a sick person but this flier made me laugh out loud as I walked to lunch in the student center today.

ROFL.

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