gnomi: (peter_neal)
A coworker friend of mine just told me about this project, and my first thought was "Wow. Neal would have a *field day* planning a job in that building. But how would he convince Peter that Korea should be in his radius?"
gnomi: (here_comes_treble (shoegal-icons))
(Scene: Tonight we are hosting dinner for two couples and their kids. Tomorrow, one of the couples we are hosting tonight is hosting lunch for all of us. I was in the kitchen finishing up making the chocolate chip cookie bars that are our donation to tomorrow's lunch.)

Me: I think that we should try to get [our dinner guests] to take home tomorrow's dessert.

[personal profile] mabfan: That's a brilliant idea.

Me: You think we should?

[personal profile] mabfan: I think you're brilliant.

Me: You think I'm pretty without any makeup on? You think I'm funny when I tell the punchline wrong?

[personal profile] mabfan: Is that from something?
gnomi: (danny_what (celli))
that a conversation with [personal profile] mabfan suddenly sends me down the rabbit hole of "Well, maybe Coulson was sent undercover by Colonel Fury to buy CSC to be a cover for the planning around the origins of the Avengers? Having a New York television station in your arsenal is not necessarily a bad thing..."
gnomi: (gators)
...I give you "Essays I Would Love to Write But Probably Never Will":

-- Is it slash if it's canon?
-- Jewish characters singing religious Christmas carols
-- Glee: What's Up with That? (myriad topics under this umbrella)
-- How "Argo" would be different if the event took place today
gnomi: (peter_neal)
Today's (well, yesterday's, but same deal) installment? Current events that make me want to write fanfic. And I might actually do so.
gnomi: (Default)
Some day, somewhere, someone must write a Nightwing fanfic with the title "50 Shades of Grayson."
gnomi: (here_comes_treble (shoegal-icons))
I knew I was in trouble when the PM running the 10:45 meeting I was in got to the QA report and said, "Jenny, I got your e-mail."

Because my brain then went, "I need to make you mine."
gnomi: (dictionary_moo)
If I am assiduously avoiding a conversational topic, I am pointedly avoiding it. If I am deciduously avoiding a conversational topic, am I hoping that whoever brought it up will drop it and leave?

(This line of thought partially brought to you by Elmo.)
gnomi: (Default)
-- Another "I"m not sure this is the labeling you want" photo:

Cider Vinegar: Ideal for Food!
Cider Vinegar: Ideal for Food!

-- A coworker of mine does rock climbing as a hobby. He did a presentation at a lunch-and-learn a while ago about the climbing, and in the midst of it he mentioned how wonderful merino wool is. Since I am currently working in merino (Debbie Bliss Merino Aran, for those who understand what that means) (I'm making gloves that I will post about as soon as I have more than just my one prototype glove), I showed him what merino looks like in ball form (rather than in clothing form). And it made me wonder how frequently people find the juncture between knitters and rock climbers, conversationwise. (It's probably pretty frequent, given the interest both have in quality fabric production.)

-- As discussion of this year's early (11 March 2012) Hugo nomination deadline heats up, I've been seeing a lot of references to "Hugo nom deadline." This made me wonder if it was the deadline for chomping on Hugos. (Om nom nom!)

-- Blechy, rainy weather today. Blech. Still beats snow.

-- Cool video seen on the ABE Books blog: Dancing Books (link to YouTube video)

-- Squeaker decided my outfit today, having rejected the outfit I'd originally laid out. Mind you, this was *my* clothing, not *hers*.

-- Muffin was ill earlier this week, but she's doing fine now. Moral of the story? Muffin should eat blueberries more deliberately and with forethought.

-- There are still two slots available in the handcrafts meme I posted a couple of days ago.
gnomi: (here_comes_treble (shoegal-icons))
The past few days, as I've been doing stuff in my kitchen, I've had two songs running through my head that I haven't thought of in about 20 years:

-- "I said a-boom-chicka-boom!" (OK, less of a song and more of a chant)
-- "Ain't gonna work on Saturday."

I have no clue why these have popped up in my brain, but there it is.
gnomi: (danny_what (celli))
(which was yesterday)

A question:

Can one buy a helmet at Kohl's?

(For those too young to remember, Helmut Kohl.)
gnomi: (danny_what (celli))
-- Last night I found myself humming a song as I was falling asleep, after [personal profile] mabfan had turned out the bedroom light. What song? There is a Light That Never Goes Out.

-- A couple of nights ago, I came up with (what is possibly not unique) the idea of HyperSpace Transfer Protocol (HSTP). Not sure if it would be used to send items or information through hyperspace, but I was taken with it.
gnomi: (frum_chick)
So, as an explanation for why I had to run out and pick up lunch yesterday before the company-sponsored lunch (during a Day of Many Meetings), I said, "I keep kosher." And everyone seemed to perfectly understand what I meant. This is not an uncommon occurrence. It wasn't until today, however, that it occurred to me that it is a phrase that elides a lot of information, uses a word to mean something other than what it traditionally means, and includes a non-English word. Yet my coworkers were not at all confused.

The sentence seems simple. Three words. But only one of them -- "I" -- is straightforward. "Keep" does not usually mean "observe" in American English. "I keep kosher" is not like "I keep birds as pets" or even "I keep time for races" (though I guess it comes somewhat closer to the latter use of "keep").

And "kosher" is a concept that is first of all mostly unfamiliar, I would think, outside the Jewish world. I presume that if I had the same conversation with someone outside of an area that has a decent-sized Jewish community they might not recognize the word. The root means "appropriate"; Judaism 101 suggests "fit, proper, or correct" as definitions. Though "kosher" has made it colloquially outside the Jewish world, the actual details of what kashrut is are not widely familiar.

I'm not sure what specifically caused me to think about this, but there you have it.
gnomi: (neal_hat (ckll))
Recently, [personal profile] mabfan and I have been in the mood for some old Stargate: SG-1 episodes. So we watched "1969" last week, and on Monday or Tuesday night we watched both "2010" and "200." (Clearly we are stuck in the "titles that consist of digits" mode.) (except I seem to recall we watched "Window of Opportunity, as well.) And I kept having issues with actors that I now know in other roles playing roles in SG-1. The big one? Mozzie. What's the long con he's pulling on Jack and everyone else? What is in it for him to be playing the role of an alien who is now a Hollywood producer? And why is he casting Finn Hudson to play a young Cameron Mitchell?

(*Autofill tells me I've used this as a subject line before. This does not surprise me in the least.)
gnomi: (here_comes_treble (shoegal-icons))
Everybody sing!

"The Biltmore garage wants a grand..."

(I'm in a silly mood and attempting to test something with comments...)
gnomi: (danny_what (celli))
Last night, [personal profile] mabfan and I were watching the season finale of "White Collar" and May be considered a tiny spoiler for the episode )

I'm not sure there *should* be a place in my brain where "White Collar" and "Sports Night" meet. But apparently there is one.
gnomi: (yeshiva_stewart)
-- As I alluded to last week, I again have the "Early Erev Shabbat, Too Much Stuff to Do Before Licht Bentchen Blues."

-- While doing some of my Shabbat cooking on Wednesday night while [personal profile] mabfan was out at Town Meeting, I started composing a new musical: "Vegetable Cooking Spray!" (the more health-conscious sequel to "Grease!"). Two songs from it: "You're the Bowl That I Want" and "Greased Bundt Pan" ("Oh, greased bundt pan/I'll bake a lemon bundt cake in you.")

-- The reason I was cooking on Wednesday was that last night (since there was no Town Meeting, the issues having been covered in two nights) [personal profile] mabfan and I went to see a real movie, in a theater (or theatre) no less. We saw "The Social Network," which we'd both been interested in. Good film, and a fun night out thanks to very good friends who gave us the gift of babysitting. We left them with a sleeping Muffin and Squeaker, so they had a relaxing evening of videos while we had a night out.

-- We went to see the movie at the Chestnut Hill AMC, and on the way out of the movie we saw a bunch of folks lined up to see the midnight premiere of "Harry Potter." As we walked back to the Chestnut Hill T stop, we saw all sorts of people in Gryffindor scarves. It took me a minute, but I realized why Gryffindor was the most represented house: Gryffindor shares its colors with Boston College, which is within walking distance of the cinema.

-- Today I attended a mandatory seminar at The Work Place (mandated by the MA Department of Unemployment Assistance. I'd been concerned, because a Friday class in Standard Time, even a morning class, makes things tight for Shabbat prep (which is another reason I cooked on Wednesday). But much to my amazement, and very much appreciated, while we started ten minutes late to accommodate late arrivals, we ended at 10:57, giving me time to do the errands I was worried I'd have to skip if the class went long.
gnomi: (Default)
(with apologies to [profile] brotherguy)

Guy Forget. Beat Pete Sampras in the 1991 Davis Cup finals. Is he memorable?

PLO Guy. An interesting name for someone working on archaeological digs in Israel.
gnomi: (Default)
On Friday night, I had a bizarre dream. [personal profile] mabfan and I were at a party at [personal profile] scarlettina's house. But it was very clearly a house in Boston. And during the party, I wandered off to refresh the snack supply (as I tend to do at parties; it is not unusual for me to help in the kitchen at parties I am not organizing). I found the bowl of popcorn and was carrying it back to the party, but I made a wrong turn and ended up in some dark room. I stumbled on something and spilled the popcorn, so I kneeled down to pick up the popcorn. Suddenly, a voice came from out of the darkness. "You can't be here!"

"Why not?" I asked. "I was invited to the party!"

"We're using this room," the voice said. And then the lights in the room came on, revealing a television studio for a Phil Donahue-style talk show.

So here's my question: [personal profile] scarlettina, when did you get a house in Boston with a built-in television studio, and who hosts the show?

Brains are *weird* sometimes.

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