No need to water the lawn or shrubs for at least 3 days now. There was flooding in some areas; fortunately, not around here.
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This was one of those drop-everything-and-find-this-on-Amazon tunes: a group called Whirligig. The CD is called Spin. The tune was “Wink.” It was supposed to be in the New Acoustics channel, but it was this loopy Celtic/Klezmer romp. And here’s another one: Celtic Cafe by Karen Ashbrook and Paul Oorts. The song: “Style Musette.” This time it’s Celtic mashed up with a gypsy waltz. Jeez, I’d better get to bed, but this channel’s a good find.
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Two more of Miss Alli’s TAR recaps from TWOP: The amazing brothers get Philiminated out at the Egyptian “archeological dig,” because Lance just plain threw in the trowel. The amazing cousins end their bid to make Desperanto the lingua speak-o of the world, after Charla performs one more eating Roadblock that her cousin Mirna pushed off on her. Mmm! Yummy scrambled Tanzanian ostrich eggs!
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I’m not quite as “angy” as I was last Friday – but today was another non-stop fun-filled whirl as I tried to get the one group locked down. Still waiting for the “disorganizer” (the secretary responsible for the crapload of inconsistencies otherwise known as the group file) to get back to me with the final travel dates and plans of a couple of people. I did get some relatively final lists (with cancellations I’d never heard about before today) faxed to the hotels and talked to some actual human contacts at each hotel. International wasn’t so bad – two more…
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The new gallery for the recent trip to Napa Valley and San Francisco is here. I didn’t tinker with some of these images, hence they were uploaded fairly quickly. Some of them could use some cropping and at least one needs to have some artifacts Photoshopped out, which I may do later. However, there’s no hope for the one with the big fuzzy red hair right in the middle, so I left it in for now. It was taken by aiming the camera straight down from a balcony, which is why the hair got into the act. Ah, well. The…
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We have a priest, finally. His first Sunday was last week when David and I were out of town, so today was my first chance to meet him. His last church must have been much, much larger and unmiked – he has a very big preaching voice. Don’t know if he’ll conduct a sung service or not – I can hear the he has a very nice baritone for the hymns (even from Choir Country along the back wall) but he chose to give a spoken service today (probably because it’s the doldrums of August; Marion always sang the service,…
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ginmar wonders if her service in Iraq for this country matters, if the people in her life at home can’t be bothered to take care of things for her and keep her pets safe while she’s off getting shot at in a hot distant country in a post titled ” O. Henry and me.” Would someone please publish her blog as a book? Please? It matters.
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I was very, very angy and stressed out today. All week, I’ve been unable to settle into some kind of routine with all the new duties (most of which don’t play well together, so multi-tasking is right out). Also, all week I’ve been pulled about 6 different directions a day looking at someone’s malfunctioning screen, key, or non-priceable international record. Some of my cow-orkers are great people who are much better than I am at masking their own stress and not hosing it about in great gouts like I do. Some of them are great at picking up the slack…
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Wow, I started out looking at this photographer’s website because there were gorgeous photos of monkeys that made them look like beautiful alien celebrities. Then I went and browsed under her actors link. And then I found 2 beautiful portraits of people from Firefly. One is of Mal and Inara, and the other is a group shot of the crew of the good ship Firefly. Captain Tightpants is in very good form, too. And there’s Zoe, who could kick ass if she ever faced Teyla of Atlantis in a fair or unfair fight. All of the photos are interesting –…
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It’s my pleasure to introduce you to the best book you’ve never read. It was published, posthumously and after great difficulty, in 1981. It won the Pulitzer Prize. It has the distinction of being the one book everyone in Hollywood would like to turn into a movie, but no one can do it, because it can’t be done. In fact, the project may be cursed, because 3 actors once considered for the lead role died shortly after their names were associated with it. What is it? A Confederacy of Dunces, by John Kennedy Toole. I stumbled upon a reference to…