on to bigger and better

This makes me happy for a number of reasons. Right now, the Coop (as it's referred to on Facebook, or least it was) is so small that I get a little panicky when I go in there. Also, while I love TJ's, I wish it offered more, especially items with less packaging and less processing. And, Whole Foods just makes me a little freaked out because of the prices. I'm more willing to pay more when I know I'm supporting locals. (Actually, I'm not that educated on WF practices. Do they buy from local farmers?)

a bit of lit (and a little look at language)

From Kenneth C Davis's Don't Know Much about Mythology:

"Most scholars believe that the Greeks translated the Egyptian word Hewet-ka-Ptah, which literally means 'Temple of the Spirit of Ptah,' as Aeguptos, and it was eventually transformed into the word we now use as Egypt."

He has a lot of these fun notes in the book. (And, yes, I realize how nerdy I am for calling this bit of information "fun.")

musical monday: a bit of friday love

"Friday I'm In Love (The Cure Cover)"

So, how naughty-parent would it be for me to, um, borrow Pic's guitar and learn to play it? I prefer the plain wood look of the guitar in the video (like I'm remembering my own mom's guitar to have been) to Pic's hand-me-down (thanks, Cousin K!) turquoise guitar, but it's all we've got 'round these parts.

oops, my bad!

(That was my dad's favorite line from Clueless.)

So, yeah, about that NaBlo thing? Um... I'm online a lot less often now, so who knows what I was thinking. I'll try to post as often as possible for the rest of the month, but I'm disappointed to have lost the momentum so early in the month.

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Cardo and I were driving on the bridge over the river this evening and saw the following on a sign at the side of the road: Kayakers on the river. Slow down. 15 mph.

Okay, then. I should slow down so I don't drive into the kayakers on the water below the road? And, the speed limit is 15 there anyhow.

Huh.

pondering the paste*

Is it weird to brush one's teeth in a semi-public bathroom? I feel weird brushing my teeth in places I don't usually brush them. It's the spitting thing. I imagine others thinking it's gross, but I don't know why. It's not like they're going to scoop out the draining water and drink it. (Now, there's an image for you.)

I just don't want my breath to smell like scallions all afternoon, so I'll stick with the brushing and try not to think so much about what others think (unless everyone really does think it's disgusting).

(And, I suppose I should be much less worried about what others think in general. I've been thinking about that a lot lately and will write about that later. That is one of those ever-evolving, never-ending topics that I never actually get around to writing about because it feels to damned daunting. Oh, those topics torment me.)

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* Oh my, oh my, I've watched a certain movie entirely too many times because my post title makes me think "Wheeze the juice!" and I'm a dork, I know.

it's all relative

"Your Song (Ukulele Cover)"

I was listening to this song and thinking of Baz Luhrmann's William Shakespeare's Romeo + Juliet, but couldn't for the life of me figure out why. I finally realized I was actually thinking about Baz Luhrmann's Moulin Rouge but the other movie is more at the forefront of my thoughts right now. Oh, how young the actors are! Oh, how strangely older (not old, really, just not young) I feel watching that movie!

Oh, and speaking of Luhrmann, he's doing The Great Gatsby to be released next year, possibly with DiCaprio as Jay Gatsby. Why can't he have already finished that? And, I'm told he's filming in 3D. Um, alrighty then. I cannot recollect ever having been to a 3D movie, and I'm having a hard time imagining this. I'm not sure I want to be that in the mix with Gatsby and Co. Also, I think there's something a bit ironic about that book in 3D. Hmm.

And, I just looked this up to see what's out there in the ether. The comments on this crack me up, although that might be a sign that I'm entirely too tired to be functioning. Wow, are people all vehement about their Luhrmann and their Gatsby. Even more entertaining than all that, though, is the following reaction to someone saying something about yet another classic being ruined:

How is it ruined? The book is still there. Baz Luhrman isn't going to break into your house, go to your bookcase and cover every page of your copy in crayon scribbles and sparklies...

Instead of the ever-popular renditions of "rainbows and unicorns," I think I'll start using "It's all crayon scribbles and sparklies here!" Yes.

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Does anyone else ever think in terms of Jeopardy! categories? There are far too many people in the world for it to just be me.

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One more thing? Okay. I put a NaBlo button on the side there. I don't choose to join based on when I might have the most time to actually post daily, rather I choose based on whether I like the badges or not. (The badge I chose was made by a generous NaBlo member. I really like it. I have been a bit (more) word/language/book obsessed lately as I try to figure out exactly how I'm defining myself these days.

So, here's to the possibility of daily posts around these parts.

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Oh, oh, I lied. This is the last thing I'll share tonight: I'm a genius! (And, I just typed that "genious." Oy with the poodles.) I figured out how to make that badge small enough to fit my sidebar and how to get it to link back to NaBloPoMo's site when you click on it. And! And, I figured out (um, finally) how to make YouTube videos fit in the space I have available here. (That discovery process went something like, "Oh, look here at this handy little 'custom' box. I wonder what numbers I can enter to make the video-box-thing small enough to not cut off the right edge?" And, then there was some humming and entering of numbers, et voila!

So, who else is sleep-deprived?

a bit of lit

From William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet:

O serpent heart hid with a flow'ring face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?
Beautiful tyrant, fiend angelical!
Dove-feathered raven, wolvish-ravening lamb!
Despised substance of divinest show!
Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st,
A damned saint, an honorable villain.
O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell
When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend
In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh?
Was ever book containing such vile matter
So fairly bound? O, that deceit should dwell
In such a gorgeous palace!

-- Juliet, on learning from the Nurse that Romeo has snuffed out Tybalt

Romeo as book = fabulous