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Rummaging...
Dec. 3rd, 2003 07:19 pmIn the late afternoon, I look out the window at work and see the rising moon, still waxing towards full. Suddenly it feels much later than before, definitely time to leave work. It's still not dark by the time I'm driving home, and I have the time to watch the sky before the light changes. It's a medium pastel blue shading into a light violet shading into pink in the east, with the sky above still blue, and the sky in the west is a bright yellowing beige, since the sun has already disappeared below the tree-line. This also silhouettes the trees, their fractal skeletons gorgeous against the sky now that the leaves have finally fallen. As I drive, it gets duskier, darker, the gloaming turning into night. I wish there were fewer lights so I could see the stars.
Does "drag-and-drop" make anyone else think of winged lizards' bowels?
Yes, I always think of dragons first.
The car dealership near my office has a small Japanese garden on the corner, including evergreen trees overlooking a tiny pond. Usually, they mark the holidays by putting lights in the trees. This strikes me as incongruous, since I don't correlate Japan and Christianity particularly strongly. This year there's a new innovation, a cone defined by slanting lines of colored lights, presumable representing an Xmas tree, topped with a star of David made of white lights. I can't figure out if this is just the star they had available, or this is supposed to be some attempt at multiculturality, or what.
Obligatory food note: I made turkey soup last Thursday, adding parts of the carcass as I carved the bird to the already-prepped pot with water and vegetables: onions, celery, and sweet potatoes (absolutely necessary in turkey soup to ensure that it is not gray but golden). It simmered as we ate, and I boned it the next day. Last night, I added garlic-sage dumplings, and that made it just about perfect, especially with the weather as bitingly cold as it's become.
Spam for colon cleaning has started appearing in the last few days, starting just before the news about the new CT scan that can be used instead of a colonoscopy. Hmmm. Or as Cellio notes, it might be a plot by commas to vilify colons. Though I think it's more likely to be single periods, unhappy with their solitary lives, striking back at the paired punctuation. Or worse, perhaps there's a whole punctuation coalition, angered by some earlier lack of appropriate usage.
Back update: it seems mostly better, though still noticeably not-yet-right.
Does "drag-and-drop" make anyone else think of winged lizards' bowels?
Yes, I always think of dragons first.
The car dealership near my office has a small Japanese garden on the corner, including evergreen trees overlooking a tiny pond. Usually, they mark the holidays by putting lights in the trees. This strikes me as incongruous, since I don't correlate Japan and Christianity particularly strongly. This year there's a new innovation, a cone defined by slanting lines of colored lights, presumable representing an Xmas tree, topped with a star of David made of white lights. I can't figure out if this is just the star they had available, or this is supposed to be some attempt at multiculturality, or what.
Obligatory food note: I made turkey soup last Thursday, adding parts of the carcass as I carved the bird to the already-prepped pot with water and vegetables: onions, celery, and sweet potatoes (absolutely necessary in turkey soup to ensure that it is not gray but golden). It simmered as we ate, and I boned it the next day. Last night, I added garlic-sage dumplings, and that made it just about perfect, especially with the weather as bitingly cold as it's become.
Spam for colon cleaning has started appearing in the last few days, starting just before the news about the new CT scan that can be used instead of a colonoscopy. Hmmm. Or as Cellio notes, it might be a plot by commas to vilify colons. Though I think it's more likely to be single periods, unhappy with their solitary lives, striking back at the paired punctuation. Or worse, perhaps there's a whole punctuation coalition, angered by some earlier lack of appropriate usage.
Back update: it seems mostly better, though still noticeably not-yet-right.