| Happy Fourth! |
[Jul. 4th, 2009|11:05 pm] |
We're down in Portland with family for the holiday weekend.
This morning we went out to a Bullwinkle's family fun center with Tim and his cousins (and their folks). We had a good family-oriented time with the games and toys there. They have a kids' ride called Frog Hopper that's like a miniature version of those drop towers except that it bounces down in steps.
Timothy was just large enough so we tried it... He was bawling afterwards. Fortunately, he was bawling because we were trying to explain that, no, he couldn't ride it again and we had to let other people ride. We had to pry him out of the seat! That boy's gonna grow up to be a roller coaster junkie, I just know it. (As parents, we couldn't be prouder!)
They have a crawl tube setup there that's several times larger than any one I'd seen before. It went up five levels! So I went in it with Timothy and spent quite a while crawling, wriggling, and clambering about. It was a good upper body workout. Tim liked it and kept leading me around, exploring different tunnels.
Did I like it? I think I can answer that in one (trademarked) word: "Habitrail" :D
We also watched the local parade. This is a community-level event but it's good fun. (I'd love to get a fursuit out there one of these years!) The firemen handed out "Jr Fire Fighter" stickers to kids along the route. Timothy got one but it partially tore so that for most of the day he was labeled as a "Jr Fire Fig", causing everyone to realize that "JR and the Fire Figs" would be a good name for a rock back.
Later in the day, we had an unfortunate family event and had to stop by the hospital for some emergency tests. That was a less fun part of the day and I really can't recommend to people that they make it part of their Fourth of July tradition.
I was joking as we entered that we had to be one of the few people coming to the ER for something not fireworks-related. Turns out my sister-in-law asked one of the nurses during some idle time and they actually have a tally sheet in the break room with three columns: Fireworks, Booze, and Drugs. (I didn't ask which was leading.)
We wrapped up the evening with a fireworks show and I was very glad that we were able to make it. We went to a bluff that was across the river from a major show in the city. It was a little ways away but still close enough to really appreciate the sights and sounds. That's one thing that makes fireworks special: they're still something you have to see live to appreciate.
It was a grand show that went on for quite some time. Timothy loved it, too. We had been hesitant because of the noise but he didn't complain. He even asked for "more colors" during some pauses in the show. :)
Now we're back at my in-laws where Timothy just fell right into bed when we got back; he hasn't even been disturbed by the intermittent, echoing -- and sometimes very close by -- bangs. Happy Fourth of July, everyone! (For international readers, that still applies unless you're using an alternate calendar with no July 4th. Have a happy day regardless of holiday status.) |
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| Sometimes it's hard to get home |
[Jun. 25th, 2009|05:59 pm] |
I wanted to leave work at 5:00 but I forgot that I had to pack up some files. I headed out of the building late and saw the company shuttle pulling away. Not amajor problem... I could catch the city bus that ran down to the ferry dock. I jogged over to the bus stop and just cauht it. No problem. A block later, it occurs to me that we're moving singularly slowly, even for evening rush hour. Crud. Now I see cops directing traffic in the intersections ahead. There must be a baseball game or something. I consider getting out and jogging but we are already down to five minutes before the ferry's departure time. Ah well. The game traffic usually gets better after a few blocks. So when it doesn't and we're at the ferry's departure timebut only a block closer, I call Kit to say I'll be late. Not more thana minute later, the bus grinds to a stop having taken a corner too tightly and clipped a FedEx truck. The bus pulls over and the delivery guy shows up. Heck with it. I'm walking. Waitaminute... Is that a ferry still at the dock? It's ten minutes late and the ferries are rarely late... Maybe. I'll jog, in case it is mine. They wave me through the turnstile as one of the last passeners! One of the accidents on my commute was actually in my favor! |
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| A Good Day |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|10:09 pm] |
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We had a really nice day today. It was Fathers' Day, technically, but this wasn't because of any special events. We don't really observe Fathers' Day, Mothers' Day, Grandparents' Day, Maiden Aunt Day, or Estranged Half-Brother in Cincinnatti Dat. It was just a good day, you know what I mean? One of those days where you feel slightly cheerful and relaxed for no particular reason.
This morning we went to the island aquatic center, a large facility with a pool divided into racing lanes, diving area, wading, water toys, and a current river. We spent some time floating around with Timothy clinging to a pool noodle (and us), generally having a blast except when we happened to get his face into the water. He still doesn't understand that. Even after mommy and daddy demonstrated that going underwater was fun, he took the attitude of "Why risk it? I'm happy floating here and breathing, thank you."
He was very amused when I went off the diving board (something I haven't done for years, possibly since high school now that I think about it). I managed a few passable head-first dives and then muffed a flip, taking a noseful of chlorinated water.
Timothy thought the dives were all highly amusing. (The lifeguards probably did too but they were polite enough to conceal it.) He called out to daddy to do the "big splash" thing again. This was all well and good except that the wading area where he was watching with mommy was a good fifty feet away and I don't wear my glasses when swimming.
So I hear a faint "daddy!" across the normal hubbub of splashing and laughing that's echoing off the swim center roof. I then have to spend a second to be sure it really is Timothy. Having established that, yes, my son is calling to me and is evidently enthralled by the diving, I make the guess that he's probably also waving to me simply because he's two and toddlers at that age communicate by either waving, hugging, or hitting -- I'd have noticed either of the other two. So I peer into the blurry distance across the pool like Mr. Magoo until I spot a blob that's waving. I wave back, hoping it's my family. (Fortunately, it was, so no faltering apology and explanation about nearsightedness was required.)
One relaxing stop in the hot tub later and then it's back home for a bit. Timothy goes for a power nap while Beth and I clean up the house a little and futz about online.
Then we spent the evening with our neighbors up the street. He rides the bus and ferry to work so we got to know each other. Turns out they have a son that's a little under a year older than Timothy. They have a great time together, playing with toys and obsessing about the names of all the trains in Thomas the Tank Engine. (Really. Never too young to be a raving fanboy is what I've learned from parenting.)
They grilled up some burgers, hot dogs, and corn on the cob. We added a salad and had a nice sit down dinner, chatting about the island, pets, and (inescapably) being parents. We finished off with a wickedly rich chocolate cake that Beth made. It was dense and moist; the ingredients list included sour cream and Guinness stout which actually did produce a marvelous result.
We walked back down our street, heading home with an exhausted kid trailing along behind. The summer evening was mild and the air was heavy from a rain shower that had passed through an hour earlier. The evergreens along the road framed the indigo sky overhead.
It was just relaxing, wonderful, and a day well spent. I'm sometimes profoundly grateful for my family, friends, and the times I have with them. I just wanted to share that slice of my day with you. Thanks to all of you here, too, for being great friends and acquaintances. I hope that you also had a fine day (Father or otherwise) and, if not, that tomorrow will be better brighter for a happy thought. Cheers! |
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| Jammin' |
[Jun. 18th, 2009|10:17 pm] |
Tonight was our (first) jam-making session of the summer. Carrying on the family tradition, both ours and evidently my grandparents'... I'm making up labels and I'm sorely tempted to list an expiration date now! :)
First batch was blueberry (8 jars) and second batch was strawberry (9 jars), both fortified with a little lemon and pinot noir. We have some peaches and raspberries for another batch sometime in the next couple days, too.
Smells and tastes good but it's always hard to tell exactly what the flavor and texture of the finished product will be. |
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| The Gift of Jam |
[Jun. 16th, 2009|10:01 pm] |
I want to say at the outset that my grandparents are nice and well-meaning folks. As this tale progresses, you'll see why I mention this and don't want it to be overshadowed by subsequent revelations.
Over the years, Kit and I have made several batches of jam since that's something that we rather enjoy. (And I never tried it before she suggested it one time, though I've long been a jam eater. She gets credit for opening this culinary door for me.) We've shared jars here and there with family members. We have a fondness for expressing affection via food, I suppose.
So my grandparents recently sent back a box of jam jars. It contained 13 jars, of which we recognized about 5 as originating from us. Many of the others were definitely not ours since they were brands we haven't used. But it was nice of them to go out of their way to return the jars, something we didn't really expect. See, very considerate folks!
Also, within the box, were two jars that were not empty:
They'd sent a gift! But this gift really takes the jam-gift-giving tradition to a whole new level. Upon closer examination of the peeling, yellowed labels, you can see what I mean:
They are nice and well-meaning folks. I'm almost entirely certain they aren't out to poison us. But what should one think when one receives food from multiple decades in the past?
Poll #1416892 Jam Through the Ages
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: AllThoughts on the Jam Symbolic Reaction What Should I Do with It... What Words to Employ When They Ask About Their Gift... |
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| Unusual ferry commute |
[Jun. 10th, 2009|08:43 am] |
"This is not a drill. Man overboard. Man overboard." Diiiiing ding diiiiiiing ding diiiiiing ding At least, it's not me. Been stopped midway across the sound for a while now while they do rescue ops.
UPDATE: It was a log in the water. No one is believed to have gone overboard. Arrow found the local news report about it. |
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| June Faire |
[Jun. 7th, 2009|05:10 pm] |
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Yesterday we drove up to Port Gamble for June Faire, a public-oriented SCA event. It's hosted by the Barony of Dragon's Laire where we live. (And, yes, the name always makes me think of the video game.)
My Lady Annora, Master Timothy, and Master Quinn (neighbor and friend) running to the faire. While the rest of us were interested in the crafts and cooking displays, the fighters' tournament, and such, the kids were fully content to just run down the big grassy hills.
You meet all sorts of interesting people and their interesting pets. Timothy talked for quite a while about the "big red bird". I'm just hoping this isn't a sign of piratism. I don't think they have a vaccine for that yet.
We didn't coach him or anything for this photo. This pose just comes naturally when a hero holds a sword! |
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| Mary Boppins |
[May. 30th, 2009|01:26 pm] |
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I admit, I like "Mary Poppins", even when remixed...
Thanks to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) inaki and others for pointing this one out.
(And you all remember a couple years ago, someone did a film trailer as if it were a horror movie? If not, pull that up on YouTube too.) |
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| Garden Project, Day 5 |
[May. 25th, 2009|10:08 pm] |
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We focused on the garden today and made quite a bit of progress...
Walls built up to height except for the end cap which was left open so we could get the wheelbarrow in and out. Also have the netting posts in place except for the back corner. (This is the state the walls finished the day in, too.)
We then started hauling dirt. What's the greatest part about hauling dirt?
Wheelbarrow rides! This kept Tim amused for a while as we went back and forth with the loads of soil. (As Kit points out, technically we went back and forth while the soil only went forth, hence the net progress.)
( (CLICK for additional images and details...) )
So the upper bed is almost done. A couple more bags of concrete and a handful of bricks and the last of the dirt. And there's no rush about building the lower-level bed, either, as our plants are in the ground now.
I got a lot of exercise this weekend, my muscles are letting me know. Now to get a good night's sleep before heading back to work tomorrow. Hope everyone else had a nice Memorial Day weekend, however you spent it. Cheers! |
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| Garden Project, Day 4 |
[May. 24th, 2009|10:06 pm] |
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We've had some glorious weather thus far on Memorial Day weekend and have put it to good use to get more yard work done. We're still working on the Neverending Vegetable Garden Project of Doomtm but we made progress.
Retaining walls on the upper bed are about 2/3 completed. The back wall there is the highest any of these are going.
The bed will be filled with planting topsoil (already purchased and sitting on our driveway) up to a few inches from the top of the brick wall. That gives us 16-18" of nice soil before hitting the existing soil (which really isn't too bad -- it's sandy so it drains decently).
You can barely see in this photo some vertical green posts in the back corners. Those are supports for bird netting. Since we're going to raise berries, among other things, this is essential.
The next bed down will also have a wall that's two bricks tall. The blocks poking out sideways from this retaining wall are part of that bed's border. Don't know when we might actually complete that bed... Our major goal is just to get the first vegetable bed in place so we can move our plants in and grow some things this year. Over the summer we'll see about building the next bed.
Dad's Helper!
Timothy has fun helping out but, as is expected, doesn't really have the attention span to stick with laborious yard work for hours on end. Kit helped keep him duly occupied throughout the day, along with hauling concrete and numerous other things.
Owning some woodland is nice in that you don't have to do too much to maintain it... But when you do need to, it's generally something big.
Tag team effort by Kit and me to get through this one. (Yes, it was sawn by hand. We haven't yet purchased a chainsaw.) It's one of the largest trees we've had come down and it happened to fall directly across the main path to the road (aka "my commute").
One other thing we did in the yard today was create another new path. For some reason, there's a water faucet out beyond the lawn. It's up a hill, behind trees and shrubs, and generally overgrown. I can't imagine why it was placed there. So I roughed out a path running up the little hill and planted area and weaving through the trees to get to it. The faucet itself is practically within the bushes so I cut around behind it so there's a hollow. It blends in well and I only cut a few living branches from the trees and shrubs in order to keep things natural. (It's a very rat-like path, I guess.)
We're planning to do more work tomorrow. Our goal is to finish the walls and get started moving the dirt! |
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| Unexpected Otters! |
[May. 11th, 2009|06:48 pm] |
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Summary: OMG! OTTERS!
I was walking down the hill from the bus stop and saw a brown shape lumping its way across it. I blinked. Probably a... raccoon? I was facing the sun so, y'know, must've been something like that.
It went down the path through the woods that I take home. It runs across the neighbor's property then ours. As I came round a stand of trees on the corner, I saw a large otter in the middle of the path. Not only that, she (I assume) had two little pups with her!
I really never expected to encounter an otter directly on my commute so I stopped and just sort of blinked for a while, convincing myself that I wasn't hallucinating. She looked at me and I could see the distinctive broad muzzle, gray nose, and sharp little eyes. She grabbed one of the pups in her mouth and lumped off with that unmistakable ottery gait, disappearing down the hill and through the bushes toward the neighbor's yard.
The other pup just lay there amid the leaves. I was worried maybe it was injured so I stepped closer. I think it was just young enough that it wasn't moving much on its own so it played dead. I could see it breathing comfortably, though, little eyes closed and nose and whiskers down against the earth.
I passed by and continued down the path. I kept watching behind me and after about a minute the mother reappeared to claim him. She gave me a quick glance then wasted no time in carrying her other pup down the hill. Through the trees, I watched the otters making a diagonal cut across the property in a line that led past the lower corner of our lot and toward our downhill neighbor. He's got a natural spring on his property that's the source for a stream running down to the inlet.
So I guess I can add otters to the list of wildlife visiting our woods! Quite the fun surprise for a Monday evening commute. :D |
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| Garden Project, Day 3 |
[May. 10th, 2009|10:51 pm] |
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After a third day of work we've... got a lot less done than I'd hoped. This is a big project (we knew that) and it'll take quite a while to fully realize. But we're hopeful that the upper bed (first to be planted) will be done soon.
As Kit pointed out, on the show "Ground Force" you always see them grabbing anyone vaguely nearby and giving them wheelbarrows and shovels. Now we understand. Since Timothy's helping most of the time, we're about the equivalent of 1.5 people. Digging out large planting beds and bricklaying is a big task for 1.5 typical people (We'll call them "Fred" and "Geo-" for reference), let alone distracted and distractable parents.
Retaining wall that will be back of middle bed and front of upper bed. Still needs another row of bricks.
I look at the wall in progress and see that it's coming along well although one end seems to slope a bit. As does the other.
What's exciting and invigorating about home projects like this is that it reminds you that the only difference between you and a professional contractor is years of experience and skill.
What happens to your driveway after you order $150 worth of dirt.
This will all have to be moved around to the garden plot once the retaining walls are done. I estimate this represents only thirty-five thousand wheelbarrow trips.
Retaining wall under construction. Toddler included for scale.
Timothy is enjoying helping out and is sometimes even helpful! Here, he's scraping extra concrete dribbles from the wall face.
We went through another few bags of concrete. That stuff doesn't go as far as I expected but at least it's cheap. Well, there will be plenty more Home Depot trips before this project is done. |
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| Garden Project |
[May. 9th, 2009|10:29 pm] |
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Last week, Kit and I moved the first shovelfuls of dirt from the center of our lawn as part of hairbrained experiment that, really, is very typical of us.
Our lawn has a steep slope in the middle while the upper and lower ends are relatively flat. We were looking at the annoying middle slope the other day and decided, what the heck, let's terrace it and put in some garden beds. Digging began last week and today we really cut into it, getting most of the dirt moved.
There are going to be three planting beds with cinder block retaining walls. We're digging out a lot of soil, especially at the top, to create the terracing. We're also removing soil because we're going to replace it with some purchased topsoil.
You see, being foodies more than gardeners, we need to make this project worthwhile and have some payoff for the ongoing effort of tending it. So we're going to be planting herbs, vegetables, and berries! Since it used to be a lawn (which the former owners treated chemically, we believe), we need to remove a decent slice of the soil and replace it to ensure there's no contamination in the food. We purchased the soil and had it delivered today... Seeing a hauling truck show up and dump a pile of soil more than half your height on the driveway is really one of those "What the hell are we doing?" moments.
I also purchased (and personally hauled) all the necessary concrete blocks and mix from Home Depot. So at this point I think we have all the supplies we need to get everything in place.
And what about all the dirt we're removing? I'm using it to make a new path around the lower end of our property. It's leveling and surfacing a new path weaving through the trees, so it's being put to good use.
For the record, in case you think growing your own food is a wonderful money-saving venture... Our approximate costs thus far:
| Plants | $45 |
| Masonry | $115 |
| Tools | $25 |
| Soil | $150 |
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The beds are in a place that's partially shaded (as is most of our property), so we've been trying to choose plants which should have a decent chance. Some of the herbs we'd like to grow just plain need sun so they'll be in a pot on the upper porch which gets a decent slice of morning and midday sun.
In the garden, we're currently looking at:
| Alpine strawberry ("wild" strawberry that's more cold and shade tolerant) |
| Blueberry |
| Green beans (not runner beans but their shrub-like cousins) |
| Lettuce |
| Broccoli | |
It's experimental. We'll see what we can get to grow.
Still, it's a chance for us to all work on something together. Even Timothy was helping out, gleefully shoveling dirt with a trowel and getting rides in the empty wheelbarrow. Family togetherness! Happy Mothers Day. |
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| Rat Moods (but not Moody Rat) |
[May. 7th, 2009|11:21 pm] |
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Finally remembered and got around to using Marko's excellent Ratatouille LJ theme. Thanks marko_the_rat!
If I use the right user icons, I can now double the rattiness ("ratitude") of my journal. I'm sure you're all just as jazzed about this as I am. :P |
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| Digital News Bits |
[May. 7th, 2009|12:39 pm] |
- When you hear talk about creating massive federal databases of citizen information (and "if you have nothing to hide" that's okay, right?), please bear in mind the news story about how hackers stole the Virginia Health Professions DB which included about 8 million patient prescription records (including things like address and SSN). FBI are investigating and everyone's tight-lipped about the incident. Will the state pay $10M ransom? Will millions of Virginians' records be sold on the black market? Both?
- Duke Nukem Developer 3DRealms is Closing. Aw, man! They had the longest-lived non-product in the industry! And it was in pre-production beat pre-release near-gold, too. What will we make vaporware jokes about now?
Edit: Check out this list of the history of DNF and a comparison of events and things accomplished in the same time. (The World Trade Center and Golden Gate Bridge were built in the time it took to fail to make DNF.)
- If you missed it, check out the XKCD on Swine Flu and Twitter.
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| The Exceedingly Proper Quiz |
[Apr. 27th, 2009|10:10 pm] |
I promised a quiz! Here's the test for your knowledge of exceedingly proper English serving jargon. All info taken from the 1685 reference cited last time. Bon apetit!
Poll #1391107 Archaic Culinary Terminology (ACT)
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: AllWhat is the term for serving a trout? Which of the following would you "transon"? Which of the following real terms sounds most like Dr. Seuss? Which of the following terms would you be most horrified to encounter when reading erotica? Which of the following is not a real word? |
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| The Exceedingly Proper Serving of Fowl |
[Apr. 26th, 2009|10:09 am] |
Sure, most people know how to cut up a turkey. But have you ever carved a duck? Well, you shouldn't have! You're supposed to "unbrace" a duck.
Specialized terms for cooking go way back in English as a mark of how the server's profession was established. The understanding of such jargon was part of the mark of proper nobility and servitors. Food was very important and such specialized language called attention to it.
So what do we need to know?
- One spoils a hen
- One frusts a chicken
- One sauces a capon (and if you think those three are all pretty much the same creature, they are but you must be proper and distinguish!)
- One unbraces a duck
- One rears a goose
- One lifts a swan
- One displays a crane
- One disfigures a peacock
- One allays a pheasant
And those are just the common birds one might serve! Consult the original text, the 1685 manual "The Accomplisht Cook" (about halfway down), for a complete guide on how to accomplish, and speak of, such things. There'll be a quiz tomorrow. ;) |
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| Dinnertime Connections |
[Apr. 25th, 2009|10:12 am] |
We had meatloaf recently while watching TV. Typical evening. The TV show was one that Timothy likes and it keeps him entertained as we finish up eating. In fact, what was playing at that moment seemed particularly appropriate but we'll get to that in a minute.
Let's consider the glaze on the meatloaf. Specifically, ketchup.
Putting the meatloaf away, I almost grabbed aluminum foil. That would've been a mistake, since it can actually react with the tomato-based glaze and dissolve the foil -- assuming the meatloaf is in a metal loaf pan.
The reason this happens is that it's forming a primitive battery between the dissimilar metals (pan and foil) and an electrolytic medium (acidic tomato paste). This is the same principle that Allessandro Volta used when he produced his first battery, eponymously called a voltaic pile.
His invention was inspired by the work of a contemporary, Luigi Galvani. They actually had marked disagreement about the nature of electricity. Volta saw it as a natural phenomenon while Galvani believed it to be biological, perhaps because of how he discovered and investigated it.
Galvani, of course, did his famous experiments with frogs that showed how the muscles of dead frogs could be induced to kick. This, eponymously named galvanism, is related to a the more subtle galvanic skin response that deals with changes in conductivity of human skin under different conditions.
The most famous application of galvanic skin response is as one of several measurements used in lie detectors. Perhaps a more proper term for this sort of lie detector is polygraph, which reflects the fact that it's using a variety of different inputs.
The polygraph, in its earliest incarnation, was the invention of one William Marston, quite an interesting individual. He invented something else which you've surely heard of: Wonder Woman.
This comic book character that later entered movies, cartoons, and everything else, was produced by William Marston. You'll also recall that she had a "lasso of truth"... a reference back to his interest in lie detectors, perhaps? (And that fact that she seemed to go around tying people up all the time... well, a reference to some other interests of his, perhaps?)
Regardless, it's undeniable that the Wonder Woman character has been successful, however, and established a strong female role. One rendition was the campy TV series featuring Lynda Carter. She also appeared as a guest on the Muppet Show with a Wonder Woman theme.
And that leads back to what we were watching with dinner recently. It was an earlier episode of the Muppet Show and it featured a rendition of Yes, We Have No Bananas. It was performed by Marvin Suggs and his All-Food Glee Club. (It's Jim Henson -- it doesn't have to make sense!)
One of the singing foods? A tomato.
It makes a joke about ketchup and we're back to our yummy start of this journey. |
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| Family Visit and A Nice Restaurant |
[Apr. 4th, 2009|03:13 pm] |
Ruth came up to visit for a few days this past week. Always nice to see her and Timothy loves spending time with his auntie.
Since her visit was during the week I didn't get to see her too much apart from the evenings. But we did get a chance to have a nice dinner out in Seattle before she went back down.
I also checked something off my Seattle goals list in that I ate at a restaurant by Tom Douglas, one of the city's big chefs. This was the Palace Kitchen and they were surprisingly accommodating about having a group with a toddler show up without warning. Top-notch staff. And, to his credit, Timothy behaved very well indeed.
Ruth had the cheese sampler (and shared a few nibbles), Kit had the burger, and I went for the fresh pasta with bacon and cauliflower. I'm not normally a big cauliflower fan but something wonderful happens when it's paired with quality bacon and I figured that this would be the sort of place to enjoy it. The pasta was eggy and fresh. Parmesan crumbs finished it off with a crunch of texture. I'm definitely going to try some variation on this at home, now. |
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| April Fools Alters Reality? |
[Apr. 1st, 2009|10:25 pm] |
So it's National The Internet Becomes Mostly Useless Day. There's one site where I'm reliably amused by the fool posts: ThinkGeek.
This year they posted a Tauntaun sleeping bag as one of their items. Check it out! Even has intestine-patterned lining fabric. Nice.
What's really funny is that they've updated it with a notice: Due to an overwhelming tsunami of requests from YOU THE PEOPLE, we have decided to TRY and bring this to life. We have no clue if the suits at Lucasfilms will grant little ThinkGeek a license
It appears (this is still April 1st) that they've got enough serious inquiries that they're going to attempt to bring it to life. I just think that's wonderfully goofy! (Yeah, I'd consider getting Timothy one... what?)
So now I'm just waiting for the notice that the coverage of furry by a UK teen girls' mag was also an April Fools joke. I mean, this has to be a joke, right? ...Guys? Right? |
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