Sunday, July 31, 2005

July 31 

...It's my birthday and I can refrain from blogging if I want to.... Oh wait, clearly I can't. (This is only one of the many, many tunes that have been running through my head lately--the most obnoxious of which is that one from that "People do stupid things" commercial--doo doo, do do doo) Right. Anyway...

So I share a birthday with many important people. Kandice, for one (who sent me a wonderful French-themed birthday box), Harry Potter, and--as I learned today--also JK Rowling. So Happy Birthday to us.

Yesterday I went with Kim on my annual birthday drive up the coast. Also it was my lucky day. The lucky things that happened to me were as follows: 1) Finding an amazingly perfect dress (so rare) on the clearance rack; 2) Getting a table at a packed out cafe without having to wait; 3) Taking one step into a wine shop and finding one last bottle of my favorite wine staring me in the face; 4) Not running out of gas on my way home even though I missed the last exit that had a gas station and had to go 30ish miles further with the needle pointing at the "E."

Tonight the fam took me out to Olive Garden and then we had blackberry pie at the park. Yay for birthdays.

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Monday, July 25, 2005

So I promised Professor Grinder that I would watch Lilies of the Field, and this post is just to let him know that I recently did and that it was very good. And that it is now his turn to keep his part of the bargain and watch a few episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Hollywood Video tends to have Seasons 1 and 2.

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Purply Goodness 

In June, my favorite berries are strawberries. In July, raspberries. In August, blackberries. (Coincidentally, my preferences coincide perfectly with the seasons in which each of these berries are ripe...lucky for me.)

This summer, however, my hopes for strawberries were sadly unrealized. The lack of sun this summer made the season short and the berries small. Raspberries have been here for a few weeks, which is nice. But...tonight I discovered that the late rain and recent blazing heat have created the greatest blackberries in the world. I took a walk out to the edge of the forest on the west end of the nursery to check out the berry vines that grow up the fir trees. (People in Oregon with blackberries growing in their yards spend eleven months out of the year hacking them back and cursing their rotten luck and one month enjoying yummy berries growing right in their backyards.) And what did I find? Vines the circumference of my cell phone. Berries the size of walnuts. If you stood on a painting ladder on the back of a pickup you could not reach them all. Unbelievable.

This makes me very happy. Like children on the night before Christmas, I'm going to bed tonight with visions of blackberry pies and cobblers and smoothies dancing in my head. I see the garage filled with buckets heaped with bulging blackberries. I see purple fingers and lips. I see blackberry juice oozing over a sugary pie crust. I see rows of Tupperware containers lined up and sealed with lots of summery goodness inside to brighten up winter meals.

If it happens that anyone in our area doesn't have a good blackberry patch nearby at which to pick yummy purple berries, you are welcome to come visit the nursery and fill as many buckets as you can carry. (Just bring a tall ladder).

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Friday, July 22, 2005

New Digs 

I have an apartment!!! A better one!!! Yayy!!

So I went in and signed the lease today for the lovely new apartment, so it's all over and finished with. Now the moving part begins. (As the "yayys" slowly die away)..

I'm taking L and B down to Eugene with me today to hang for a couple of days since the rents are in NYC. (Seeing Wicked without me..grrr). AND, we're going to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, so, looking forward to that.

I worked a full five days this week--in sum about 45 hours or so. Ugh. So glad I don't do that every week. I'm sore head to toe and my ears are badly sunburned. No matter how much sunblock you slather on, if you stand outside in the 90 degree weather for 9 1/2 hours, you're bound to get burned anyway. And maybe I'm just making excuses, but I think when it comes to bending down to work on 4 inch plants for hours at a time, having a few extra (5 or 6) inches of height (and those inches being found in one's legs rather than one's torso, say) makes a difference in the amount of pain one might experience during the exercise. (I'm just saying...)

Also, just a one-week warning for everyone about my impending birthday. Any gifts or checks you might want to think about getting in the mail....

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Thursday, July 21, 2005

Ah London! 

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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Barnes and Noble tables are just about my favorite thing on earth. How else would I know what to read if there were no "Summer Favorites" tables loaded with great books for my perusing pleasure? One of my most recent B&N finds, which I finished last night, is Girl Meets God by Lauren Winner. It's a memoir, written by a history graduate student about her conversion to Judaism and then to Christianity. Mostly I hate inspirational/devotional/other-various-and-sundry-Christian-drivel books, but thankfully this book is none of those. Just smart, funny, academic-type discussion about faith, with a straight-forward acknowledgement of the parts of religion that aren't logical or rational. I particularly like her occasional literary quotes, cringe-worthy honesty, and descriptions of the 3,000 books that currently clutter up her little graduate apartment (I can relate!). She's also inspired me to buy a prayer book and start learning some liturgy (perhaps my Catholic soon-to-be roommate can help me out there...hmm). Highly, highly, highly recommend.

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Monday, July 18, 2005

Other recent stuff 

I was reading an article the other day about the concept of "Relative Silence," and today I found out what it means. It's the moment when the blaring radio in the cuttings room (now christened, I learned today, "the Theater," because of the black curtains that block the sun) is turned off, and even though there are still tractors, gators, potting machines, and various other noise, it feels...briefly...quiet.

Yesterday, I decided out of the blue to go find a river to sit by and read. So I drove out Hwy 126 until I came to the McKenzie River Park, where I pulled over, climbed out on a log that overhung the river, and read St. Teresa. It was lovely and beautiful, even though I dropped my flipflop into the river, never to be seen again. So I called up the fam and invited them to come join me, which the promptly did (just kidding about the promptly part), but anyway, they came, and I floated down the river with L and B and then we went to Pegasus Pizza for dinner. Fun day.

Also, I'm (hopefully, hopefully!) only a day or so away from having an apartment. Yay!!!

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Harry Potter Discussion 

Well, I feel that I am unable to restrain myself from yammering on about the Half-Blood Prince, so in order to keep the innocents' ears innocent, I will only reveal spoilers in my temporary HPB blog here:

Spoiler Zone

Now, about other non-spoiler things...

I went to the release party with Haley at Barnes & Noble, which was super fun. I didn't actually reserve my book there; instead I had it shipped to me on Sat morning (which meant I didn't start reading until 11am when it arrived, after I did the Harry Potter dance around the living room with my book, of course). But I wanted to go to the party and see all the people dressed up and share in the Harry Potter hysteria. My two favorite things of the whole night were, first, three high-school girls dressed up as the Gryffindor Chasers (the old ones) with the names Bell, Spinnet, and Johnson stitched onto the backs of their robes; second, one girl with the following written on her face in face-paint: "In Sirius Denial." That made my night.

Also, there were coloring contests, giveaways, wand-making activities, and general hilarity. It did get a bit long after four hours, but all in all, good times. There was one woman dressed up as Hermione who was just a bit too old to be doing a child character. Slightly disturbing.

Anyway, I read the book in seven hours, including a few breaks for snacks and a walk to the park and back, and it was wonderful. Absolutely worth the wait. As always.

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Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Just saw the trailer for the new Pride and Prejudice movie online.

*sigh*

Yes, I'll see it. Probably quite soon after it comes out. But I won't like it--I can tell you that right now. Keira Knightley, for heaven's sake! As far as I can tell, she's basically reprising her Pirates role in a new costume. All windblown and impetuous looking. The last frame of the trailer looks like a scene straight out of Tess of the D'Urbervilles for another thing. And they've made it all exciting and fast-paced--oh the tortured exchange of glances, and the rain and the lightning, the breathlessness, and the accidental brushing of hands! But the fact of the matter is, as all true P&P fans know, the real magic of the story lies in what is going on behind the veneer of decorum and the tedious minutes of straight-backed parlor sitting. Those two-minute silent pauses that made the A&E version five hours long are where you find all the humor and genius of Austen.

Now, I like Keira Knightley, I do. Aside from the embarrassment that was King Arthur, she does cute movies. Pirates, naturally. Love Actually. But she's no Elizabeth Bennett. Let me say it again: she's no Elizabeth Bennett. The thing is, Jennifer Ehle just nailed it. Further improvement is impossible. There's no way Keira's going hit on the right balance of detached bemusement and inner sympathy. She'll be all charmingly spirited and earnest and strong-willed but with a heart of gold. Bleh. It makes me depressed just thinking about it. Let's not even get started on Mr. Darcy. That way lies swooning over a certain 45-year-old British actor and sending hatemail to Mr Matthew Nobody MacFadyen.

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Monday, July 11, 2005

Yet another confession 

For those of you who didn't know me in high school, the time has come to admit that I was obsessed with a certain CCM group called Point of Grace. I have been revisiting those cds recently (in a sense, it feels a bit like a 5-year high school reunion) since I currently spend 8-12 hours a day with nothing but a pile of plant cuttings and a walkman, and I have some thoughts on what I've been hearing.

First of all, it is astounding to me that the members of the group (whose names, yes, I still know--first, middle, maiden, last, husbands, and children--and whose voices I can still recognize within 3 notes) were in college when they started singing together and that they made it big, at least within the Christian music realm, not long after. When I was in high school, college was nearly as inconceivable as national fame, so it didn't seem all that special; on this side of college it seems inconceivable that four random girls from a small Christian school could just decide to be a music group and become famous. And only one of them was a music major. Huh.

Second, having gone through and listened to the first four cds consecutively and put my super-grad-student-analysis skills to work, I've decide that they have actual themes (might we even say, theses?) rather than being just a collection of random songs thrown on cds. Here's what I think (briefly. And please remember I've been ruminating on this for hours in the cuttings room):
Point of Grace, the first cd, is all about statements of belief/faith. You've got "I'll Be Believing," "I Have No Doubt," "Living the Legacy," just to name a few. The Whole Truth, as the title suggests, tends to be the most hard-hitting and is my least favorite. I think it's a little too sure of itself and kind of finger-pointy, like in "What's He Gonna Say About Me." Then with Life, Love, and Other Mysteries, we have complete backpedalling into "actually, just kidding, we don't really know much of anything," like "God Forbid" and the title track. I also like "Gone Are the Dark Days" as at least an acknowledgement of such a thing as the dark night of the soul in Christian experience, although it's only addressed in the past tense. Then Steady On (which clever Sherlocks will note became part of my email address in the 10th grade, there to remain forever and ever*) moves past some of the questions raised in LLOM to just revel in the incomprehensibility of God, as in "Jesus Is," "Who Am I," and the one song so far that I may actually continue to listen to somewhat regularly, "The Wonder of It All."

Aaanddd, that's as far as I've gotten. I think I have Free to Fly around here somewhere, but I definitely haven't listened to it enough to form an educated opinion about it. Steady On was the last one that I really got all that excited about. I haven't even heard I Choose You. Still, the memories... I met Sophie online at a Point of Grace chatsite and she became my college roommate. I spent countless hours waiting in an autograph line with Kim (often to get cut off at the last minute by a stern bodyguard). And I learned HTML designing my own Point of Grace website.



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Yahoo!!! 

No, that was not a tribute to a second-rate search engine--it was me celebrating the fixedness of my blog. No more obnoxious empty space. Isn't troubleshooting fun?

In other news, I've been rereading my last few posts and realizing that I've pretty much given up on complete sentences altogether. My pride requires that I tell you that I do still know what a complete sentence is; I simply choose not to use them. This may or may not have something to do with my gradual slide into madness this past year.

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Hold me back! 

Stories like this are infinitely tempting to me. I don't want to know about them, but I read them anyway. I'm avoiding google.com until Saturday because otherwise my fingers will type in "Harry Potter leaks" of their own accord and then, oh, the regret!

I still have to get through HP and the Order of the Phoenix one more time before Saturday, so it will be all fresh in my mind, but I'll probably mostly skim it, since I read it most recently only a few months ago. Plus, once I get through book 6, I'll have to go back and read them all again anyway to look for clues illuminated by the new context of HPB.

Now I promise you all that I don't write any fan fiction--not even clandestinely--but I am a shipper for Ron and Hermione and for Harry and Ginny. Of course, you all know that I think Harry's going to die in the end of book 7, so that second relationship will have to a short, tragic one--the best kind. Let's see, other predictions... I think Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid will survive all seven books, but everyone else is pretty much up for grabs. Book 6 will probably contain a touching reconciliation between Percy and the other Weasleys, in which Percy recognizes where his pride and ambition have taken him. Ginny will become a Chaser so Harry can go back to being Seeker. Snape will continue being skin-peelingly evil to Harry even as the narrator tries to convince us of his inner redeemability. I don't see good things ahead for Hermione's SPEW--I've never been too sure about where that plot thread is going. More high jinx with the DA, hopefully, and, although I don't really think it will happen, I want one or all of the trio to become Animagi--that would be cool.

(If anyone has watched Season 6 of Buffy, please don't laugh at how much I sound like the Nerd Trio in that last paragraph).

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Saturday, July 09, 2005

Countdown 

Well, I'm not going to force a day-by-day countdown to Harry Potter on you; if you're looking for that, just go here. But I would like to point out that this great literary event is happening one week from today. Luckily I'm getting all this apartment searching stuff over with because housing and livelihood are nothing compared with the necessity of Harry Potter happiness.

Also, those of you who have been following my clogged shower drama with bated breath will be happy to learn that the situation is under control. Yes, it turns out that flipping the lever of the bath drain up actually allows the bath tub to drain faster. I do vaguely remember learning that lesson at age 4, but really, you can't expect me to retain every life lesson I've ever learned, it would leave no room in my brain for important information like the names of the robots on the Satellite of Love. (Crow T. Robot, Tom Servo, and Gypsy, if you're wondering).

Finally, I'm going to sort out this whole format thing next week, just so you know. Even if it involves reformatting the whole bloody mess, so hang in there a couple more days.

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Wednesday, July 06, 2005

I'm getting slightly annoyed with this stupid blogger big space in the middle of my post business. If anyone has any suggestions, they'd be welcome right about now. In other news, the next Harry Potter is coming out a week from Saturday, so there will be no blogging that day, nor any communication with the outside world whatsoever. Just me, Harry, Hermione, and Ron, and a big bowl of popcorn. Or possibly scones.

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