*snork*

A brief excerpt from Molly Ivins' most recent column:
One of the most discouraging morsels of news in recent days is that President Bush was so enchanted by Michael Crichton's novel purportedly debunking global warming that he asked Crichton to the White House to chat with him. HELP! Why can't we ever get a break? Think what would happen if the president read the "The Da Vinci Code."

song stuff

How many songs? 1465

Sort by artist
First artist: 2 Nice Girls
Last artist: ZZ Top

Sort by song name
First: 19th Nervous Breakdown- Stones
Last: Zorba the Greek-- Gypsy Kings

Sort by time
Shortest Song: Bach Minuet in G- Willie Nelson
Longest Song: Can't Find My Way Home '71- Bonnie Raitt (but it's a concert and it's more talking than music. Anyone know how to edit? I'd love to just have the music.)

Sort by album
First Album: 12 Shades of Brown- Junior Brown
Last Album: You're Never There- Cake

First song that comes up on Shuffle: Can't Find My Way Home '71- Bonnie Raitt (No, really-- it did.)

How many songs come up when you search for
"sex":1
"death":3
"love": 64
"you": 129
"why": 6
"God": 5
"crazy": 3

zapped

I am totally drained-- woke up this morning at 4 AM with a migraine so bad I felt like my eyeballs were going to explode. (Cool! said Nia. In that stand-back-out-of-the-way sort of way.) I couldn't lie down to sleep or even lean my head against a pillow because the pressure hurt. Yikes. I slept sitting up for about a half hour till I felt enough better to lie down again. It didn't hurt the rest of the day but I'm pretty drained.

Tonight I'm meeting Tess to do more of the Dial0g homework, and a more thorough waste of time is hard to imagine. I think I've ranted about this one before, so I'll spare you this time. Just don't push your luck by asking any questions. We got a fair amount done last night. We're working pretty well together; I'm good at some parts of it and she's good at other parts.

Fortunately, I had a great weekend. Went to KASF with Livia and Sunneva. Livia says we were checking out Sunneva's musical tastes and such; it's a good match all around, which is a Good Thing. We enjoyed the bardic; three of Atlantia's most accomplished bards were there, along with several other really good singers. I got to spend some time talking to people I don't get to see nearly enough, especially now I'm in school.

Time to go check dinner. Ta.

qotd and more

From crevette about liking her job: I wouldn’t expect those words to cross my lips about any job that doesn’t involve adorning a nekkid Orlando Bloom with Cheese-in-a-can and strategically placed Triscuits.

Now that I've got that image fixed in your mind, I'll go on to more.... typical topics, for me, at least. That IS pretty typical for Crevette. Heh.

I didn't elaborate at all on KASF, and I'm here to rectify that. To be exact, I want to brag about my apprentice. Livia did great! She made a "Boyled Cream" (?) aka, ginger almond pudding, that was wonderful. I didn't get enough of it, though given everything else I ate this weekend, I nearly had to be rolled to the car in a wheelbarrow anyway.

Her dress looked really good, too. That was an adventure for both of us, since the only way to make that dress is to pin the actual fabric around the body, and then pin it tighter, and then do that again, and then make the poor wearer lie down on the floor and make it tighter yet again. Yow. I've been sewing all my life, so it's hard for me to know what she knows about sewing and what she doesn't, so I don't think to tell her stuff that would have helped. And I don't want to do too much of it myself, because then she won't learn. And if it's a competition entry, which this was, then it really wouldn't be right for me to do it, anyway.

But the best part of all was the poem. Oh, yeah. She wrote a poem, based on.... ummm... a specific style with a certain rhyme pattern.... and I really don't know anything at all about poetry. I just know she wrote it, then put it in the form of a callig and illum piece that knocked my socks off, and not just because it was about me, either. Yep, that's what I said. It's all about how a pupil needs a teacher, and what the teacher does to help, and the last line of the poem had my name. Made me all blushy. And damn, it's gorgeous. It's a batarde hand, and she analyzed the original MS and showed how it differed from other batardes, and then there's a lot of gothic vines and whitework that is beautifully done. I'm so impressed. Judges were, too. Heh.

Sunneva didn't get anything entered since she had a bad bout of migraines the week before and had a hard enough time getting homework done. (S- Call your doctor and ask for a letter to the insurance company! Call now! Please!) She showed me what she had started, and I was very impressed with her work. She's just started calligraphy-- this is her first-- but it looked great. She's got the whole thing drawn but didn't have time to get it painted. I'm looking forward to seeing it.

So. Now I've told you how great my students are-- us proud mamas (as it were) gotta brag a little.

And I went to the library tonight and worked for nearly three hours and got several more questions done. I was VERY pleased. (I can brag on myself, too. Heh.) Now I'm going to edit the text a little and make it prettier, and then I'm going to go to bed and read for a while before I get up and go to work again. And sometime this week I have to do laundry because I was having too much fun to do it this weekend. Whee!