Five minutes later, she’d returned to her room with a large and very British-looking orange; the English seemed to place no special value on the symmetry of fruit. Closing the door behind her, she put the orange on the wide flat rim of the black tub and took the Maas-Neotek unit from her pocket. -William…
Month: January 2012
The Lost Art of the RSVP
This week, if my hair wasn’t already so short, I would be tearing it out. When I receive an invitation to an event, and it contains particular phrasing along the lines of, “Please RSVP to…,” I call the event organizer and RSVP. However, I have noticed that I seem to be one of very few…
Dreaming Tech, Creepy Elevators
As I write this I am eating the most glorious instant oatmeal I’ve ever encountered: Chai Apple. CHAI. In my OATMEAL. Victory! There is also a banana. And coffee is involved. Good morning. *** The other night, the Avistrum crew, including myself, were on set working on a new film. Burned out from all of the…
Ridin’ the Wizard Train
Sometime in the wee hours of the night, last night, I was pleased to find myself in the esteemed company of both Albus Dumbledore and Gandalf the Grey. We were on a train, bulleting through the night, in a murky-blue-lit car rather reminiscent of Earl’s Court in Neverwhere. The three of us were formulating battle plans, as we…
Still Meandering
Wow, it is a very eye-droopin’, hazy-faced, sleepy sort of afternoon. It is a bad sign, when I bust out the coffee cup at 3:00 p.m. I try not to do that too often, makes it hard to unwind in the evenings. However, I have two more hours of work to survive…and I have a…
Meanwhile, on the Physical Side
There is nothing like a random, happy discovery to make your day. Sometimes, it can truly be the little things. I hopped on a scale this morning for the first time in a month or so. When it comes to dieting or getting in shape or losing weight, the scale is the last thing I…
Claustrophobic Pink Cookies, with Beads
The last couple of nights, when I’ve finally gone to sleep and not been wakened by my neighbors or my pacing dog, I’ve had some uber-random and somewhat goofy dreams. Like standing on a foggy bricky street corner with a handful of dream-friends (people I’ve never met in waking life) and showing them the really wild…
Love Thy Neighbor? Not This One.
So much for the 5:00 a.m. workout. I DID manage to get one in, at 6:30 a.m., but it was rushed. My inability to arise at my preappointed time this morning was due to the : “BOOM BOOM BOOM OOONTZ OONTZ OOONTZ WOOF WOOF WAHOOOOOOO DUUUDE!” that I could hear through our bedroom wall and from the balcony outside our window,…
A Lunchtime Walk
I seem to have a propensity for walking around and taking photos of things. Last November, I fell fairly valiantly, one could say with a mighty thud, off of my workout wagon. My back had gone out, and I was incapable of doing much. Then I got sick. And then my back went out again. …
Follow Your Crazy 