As my icon descriptions always say, "Yes, that's me"—it's a scan of a piece of 16mm filmstrip from one of my film school projects. It was a sort of poem-video (you can have music videos, so why not poem videos?) built around a recording of John Gielgud reading Shelley's "Ozymandias," juxtaposing images of Egyptian grandeur with Philadelphia urban ( Read more... )

Okay, our office is f!cking cold—and I don't usually complain about any temperature under 80°. (Which is what the temperature in here was most of the summer.) The thermostat says it's 65° and it's already on "Emergency Heat," but my manager reports it's only gone up one degree since he got here at 8 a.m. I'd hate to find out what non-emergency heat ( Read more... )

7:48: I decided to ease into the night's cooking extravaganza by toasting some chopped pecans in a skillet—about as simple as it gets: one ingredient, one pan. The recipe called for half a cup, so it's a good thing I bought a cup of pecans; yes, I managed to burn the first batch. (I watched it and stirred it and paid really close attention to it ( Read more... )

I posted this survey last Thanksgiving; the results were interesting, and there have been some changes to my friends list, so I'm posting it again. If you didn't take it last year—or if you did, and want to be re-counted—jump in!At my office today, we got to talking about Thanksgiving food: what we call different dishes, what we put in them, and so ( Read more... )

Some pictures of the lovely, empty, gray beach and boardwalk (and there's nothing at all sarcastic in that sentence [or in this one]). My camera's not very good, so the pictures have the blue "outdoor light" cast, not entirely rectified by the Photoshop "Auto Levels" tool and my "Brightness/Contrast" hand-adjusting. Still, they're a good overview ( Read more... )

I'm about to set off on a one-day trip to the beach (that's Ocean City, New Jersey, or "down the shore"); my parents have a house down there that they rent out during the summer, and then visit on weekends the rest of the year. I like it better in the off-season anyway; cool and gray and not crowded, just you and the sky and the sea and the ( Read more... )

Talking to gnawingtreebark, who lives in British Columbia, I've developed severe Wildlife Envy—not that having moose and bear wandering down the streets of Philadelphia would be a good thing, but it would be cool to look up and see bald eagles instead of pigeons and sparrows. A few days ago I decided to keep track of all the "wildlife" I saw that day—stray cats ( Read more... )

The Nine Layer Meme; it's really long, so I'm posting in my journal behind the LJ cut tag, rather than making it a huge blog entry.

( Nine layers )

Cross-post from my blog; apologies to those of you who have my RSS feed on your friends page, but I wanted to put this on LJ too because my Bird-Handling Breakthrough happened after a long day of reading and posting in the  budgerigars community.
The bird and I had a big breakthrough tonight: after a week of getting her used to being moved around the house in ( Read more... )

[clears throat, looks around]

Ahem. Is this thing on?

I for one welcome our new theocrat overlords.

[sotto voce]

Don't blame me, I voted for Kodos.