So, my shopping trip this evening = DAI SEIKOU. That's "total success" for those of you who don't speak Japanese.

Obtained: two kabocha (the Japanese call them "pumpkins," but they're nothing like the American variety; they're your standard orange-fleshed winter squash, and they look a little like a partially deflated volleyball painted dusty ( Read more... )

Yeah, reading anything whatsoever about American politics makes me mad enough to blog. Because it's that, or rant to my friendly 300 yen figurine of Yomiko Readman ( Read more... )

It takes a special kind of geekiness to dance through your apartment after midnight, wearing a long flannel nightgown and fuzzy slippers, to the beat of "Livin' La Vida Yoda."

Obviously I am a very "special" geek.

At least the music was in my head and my neighbors will never know.

Ganked from imbrium.

For those of you who have never played before, this is how it works: you name three fictional characters and I have to pick which one I want to fuck, which one I want to marry, and which one I want to kill. It gets interesting when all three characters are either wonderful or disgusting. Then, after I answer for the characters you ( Read more... )

I really love the Internet sometimes.

The Art of Skittlebrau

Things that you should not do in your microwave. As the man who runs the site says, get one at a yard sale instead.

May to November may, in fact, be my longest non-blogging stretch yet ( Read more... )

Je te nieux. (I deny you.)

...Scratched into a desk in the library with a pencil.

There's a story there, and if I weren't currently babbling about male/female thematic doubling in Middlemarch I would try to tell it ( Read more... )

Okay, so it's ridiculously hot and I haven't seen a cloud in three days. I love summer in the desert anyway ( Read more... )

Five things society at large likes but I don't get ( Read more... )

It's 6:45. Why are they flashing the lights in the library ( Read more... )