It’s been 36 hours. I’ve messaged her friends and called all the hospitals in the lower mainland; now I get to wait.
But if you have headphones, be prepared to snicker discreetly and repeatedly. Is that Christopher Walken???
The famous Colonel Angus skit (link removed for security).
Until this morning, when I learned of the existence of Kate Middleton, I didn’t know where the term paparazzi came from. It came from the name of a photographer in Fellini’s La Dolce Vita who was in turn named after a school chum whose nickname was Paparazzo – “Mosquito”.
Kate Middleton is somebody or other’s girlfriend, and as far as I know, she doesn’t have a blog. She doesn’t have to, with half the scurvy press outside her door.
Four dry cups tricolori noodles, boiled and drained
2 – 4 chicken breasts minced (I used a food processor)
Basil, parsley, garlic, black pepper, a leedle bit salt
Cheese sauce (about a cup of grated cheese, flour, butter) – make it runny
Assemble in casserole dish, slap on lid and cook for an hour at 350 F
Yummy. Intensely foodlike, and a definite step up from KD.
Jerome Murat video. Link from Cousin Gerald. Chipper, I urge you to watch it if you get someplace with broadband. I also love the white mime kiss at the end.
I am now 7 days off cigarettes. I didn’t think it was possible to quit and lose weight at the same time, but that seems to be happening.
Now I have to get the links at the top of the page to work. Glennnn!?
Okay, three of them are family members, but that is actually kind of cool. Anyway, welcome to Loki, nautilus3 and Marlow.
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There are two thousand and counting WordPress ‘themes’ which I could be using for this blog. Glenn was here this afternoon and we mucked things around until it was all more or less working. I seem to have lost some of the January posts, but frankly, apart from the moose pic you aren’t missing much. Also, the links don’t seem to be working for the archive – although they were working earlier this afternoon.
Lady Miss Banjola needs little introduction to my readers. A wonderfully intelligent and only mildly chaotic force for good in the universe, she is a woman of many gifts. I welcome her! I welcome her usefulness and her sarcasm! I welcome her superhero capes! and when I can find a camera whose lens won’t break at the prospect, I’ll take a picture of the one she made me last fall.
Katie bailed on work yesterday, which, considering she was exhausted from the social whirl earlier this week, was wise. She watched Ice Age and Titan AE, drank hot chocolate, and went to bed early. She’s also made the decision to get herself free of the restaurant job, as the hours are just too long for her to manage that and school. It was very pleasant to have her at home yesterday evening, and I rewatched my favorite scenes from Ice Age (the Tae Kwon Dodos (apologies to the Finn Family Kanata) and the slide scenes) and tried to watch the first ten minutes of Titan AE and just couldn’t do it. I’m thinking the last anime I watched with any pleasure was Ghost in the Shell II, and that’s much the standard I’m holding anime to.
Her boyfriend is taking her to Evanescence later this month! It’s been ages since she went to a concert. I’m going to the Vancouver Lesbian and Gay Choir “Heat” concert later this month, and much looking forward to it.
I’m packing up an “Ooopsie” package for my folks. I completely forgot to give my pOp the control panels for the inverter I gave him last month, nor did I, in my excitement at the prospect of seeing the folks, remember to include the manual. Duh, as they say.
Speaking of Duh, may I welcome to the comments section, Duh, who not three days ago emailed me to ask me if I was who I was – after we hadn’t spoken for something like 30 years. Duh is a high school buddy of mine currently living in the US but working on coming back to the People’s Republic of Canuckistan. Duh always was that combination of rude and intelligent that I really like in a fellow primate, so it is with apprehension and amusement that I welcome him back into my life. Welcome, Duh!
I wiped the sleep out of my eyes and discovered that somebody invented a cure for cancer. It’s amazing what happens on the Interwebs when you’re asleep! Oh, darn. There’s the fine print, it hasn’t been tested in humans. Okay, I can go back to sleep now. The reference is on Bruce Sterling’s weblog, in case you have any interest.
Today will be more like a full and proper day at work, with a full complement of staff, which means I should have my lunch bunch back in one fine ensemble of photography afiocionados.
Irina in the caf is quitting wah! To get more education and higher pay, yay! Honest to God, everytime I hear her say, “Biscotti” in that heavy heavy Russian accent, I shiver in pleasure. I’ve given her the recipe twice now – she was frantic when she misplaced it during her move – and I was commiserating with her about how the results are even better in a gas stove but you have to watch it like a hawk because it burns so much more readily. I know that a girl’s supposed to have a signature recipe that she possessively clings to, but I’ve always given the recipe to anybody who asked for it, and dang, I’ve posted it to my blog twice…
I finished mailing out the co-op applications; now let’s see who wants somebody with a fair amount of non-profit experience… who won’t need a subsidy.
My to do list magically got bigger during the night. Has this ever happened to you???
It’s one of my “I will sing this in public if given any encouragement at all” songs.