Benedict XVI urges priests to smarten up their clothing choices. I admit it, now I'm just looking for excuses to use the Pope tag.

In the past twenty-four hours I have burned one finger, suffered a severe paper cut on another, and bruised the back of my hand. Got to use my nifty liquid bandage, though.

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( Now cut for everyone's convenience; now includes childhood story in the comments! )

First I'm going to explain briefly what made my day so interesting, then I am going to go ranty on this half-baked article about the death of mass culture.

( Wounded for Christ )

What I did on Potter Release Day: paid some bills, mailed CDs to jkacz, bought groceries, dropped off the wedding video to convert to DVD, picked up some Swiffer pads, called my folks, tried to broil a steak and caught my oven on fire. So, same old.

( HP:DH Chapters 13-18 )

Whee, my first ever call to the poison control center! Help lines are fun! Also, when your cleaning product says to wear rubber gloves, do it.

Hey, you know what is really stupid? You know what's never smart? Trying to push a hot oven rack back into a hot oven with your bare hands. Yeah.

Saturday was the library used book sale, and as usual I made out like a bandit: haul includes The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer, a little book of Teach Yourself Portuguese (we deal with Brazil a lot at work, I ( Read more... )

I have had a string of kitchen disasters lately, resulting in a melted spoon, a melted spatula, two separate batches of candy with plastic in them, and--inevitably--a burn on my knuckle. So it was nice that the chicken recipe I tossed together the other night came out great.

( Really good baked chicken. )

Back from the beach: I'm burnt, sore, and bitten, my car is filthy, my shoes smell like mud, I slept on the ground and ate junk for several days, and I feel great. An extremely good vacation.

I saw Batman Begins at home, with the brother and sister and future brother-in-law, and we agreed that while many of the individual parts were cool, it made ( Read more... )

Because I do love the non-Potter fans on my f-list, and interesting things have been happening.

( Once More I am Wounded )

I followed a link to Andrew Rilstone's website from subsidaryforge and found ( this terrible, awesome joke )