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For my part, I'm not feeling very jovial this week. But I'll be back...

Too busy watching Lupo's Revs lose (my condolences Lupo), and my Giants win the World Series!

W00t!

I've been doing all those stupid "honey-do's" I've been unable to do the last few weekends.

It sucks to be sick, but it sucks even more to get well and be three weeks behind on chores around the house.

On the bright side, my wife's minivan now has a nice new Goodyear Gatorback serpentine accessory belt and a brand-spankin' new idler pulley, so the annoying engine whine that's plagued us since we bought that van has finally been laid to rest.

In addition, I got to drink a lot of beer. Always a plus.

and this all happens on my first weekend(as in a conventional sat & sun weekend) in 2 years...oh well...Go Giants!!!

Is this thing on? *tap tap*

I've been wondering the same thing...where do all the monkeys go when the weekend comes? It's always pretty sleepy in here...

Me, I went to see a Beatle on Friday night, and spent Saturday nursing a hangover (which takes longer than it used to). Today was spent reading the NYT with the hubby, and finishing the cover-art for a friend's cd. The Beatle was great, he even played "Eleanor Rigby" and "Gettin' Better All the Time," songs which had never been played live before this tour, and were both quite moving. Best moments: "Black Bird, " all Sgt. Pepper songs, "Jet..." Worst moments: in-between chatter (forced and rather unhappy-making) and terrible video backgrounds (made to look exactly like karaoke videos as far as I could tell). But I saw a Beatle none-the-less, singing songs I never thought I would hear live-and-in-person by one in my life. And that's really something.

Posted by: readymade on October 20, 2002 08:22 PM

i just nailed me bandwidth thief! hee hee! i am soooo naughty.

I'm almost jealous, readymade, right up until the point when I guess how much you had to spend to see the Beatle. I'm glad it was a good show, though - Sir Paul has been getting good reviews, and he's clearly a consumate entertainer. My only near-Beatle sighting is when I saw Julian Lennon on his "Valotte" tour, and although I actually liked his own as well, he did do a lot of his dad's songs and those naturally got the biggest response.

* bows to quonsar, the master of malicious mischief *

I hate Comcast. I really do. No Sopranos for me tonight, after upgrading my cable to digital so I can get the hockey games.

I'm dandy!

I can't login yet, despite all the help. I know I should clear my cookies but I'd never remember all the passwords.

I'll have to reapply for a new password and username.

Meanwhile, I'm spending all my online time on my new, totally independent blog. I'll be back, though! :)

[the best thing was I didn't have to pay, although someone did. Good friends doing absurdly good deeds, I guess. What's ten times cooler than that is that Sir P's crew showed up to see a different friend perform the night before and gave her and her beau free tix AND backstage passes. My my my! She ate from Paul's crew's Kraft services!]

Posted by: readymade on October 20, 2002 10:02 PM

Come on, we all know Miguel's password is se7en&se7en.

Sheesh.

Jeez, readymade, you must keep some interesting company...

My life, although thrilling and fulfilling to me, would bore most of you hipsters (gahd, I'm only 33, what happened?). So instead, here are some Things I Actually Said™ to other people in conversation this weekend:

To Hubby: "do you know where I left the effing teething gel?"
To 5-year-old: "effing? effing means that mommy is getting very frustrated"
To hipster video clerk whose opinion I trust: "Panic Room or Death to Smoochy?"
To six-month-old: "no, don't share cookies with doggy"
To dog who should know better: "go. to. bed!"
To cat who wouldn't come in last night, then got caught in a rainstorm: "neener-neener"
To ultra born-again cousin-in-law: "I haven't seen any 'black magic' in anime ... maybe it's just a cultural thing. Maybe Koreans hold Cinderella's fairy godmother in the same light."
To Hubby, even though he cooks dinner every day: "Thank you for cooking dinner, sweetie."
To 5-year old: "no poop jokes at the dinner table."

I guess I have just been busy. Rest assured I am always reading, even when I am not posting.

... and I am very sorry to hear about your friend, Stav. I will keep a good thought.

hipsters? us?

If we were hipsters we'd all be at some tony joint in TriBeCa eating sushi canapes of a toilet seat lid served to us by a black clad performance artist/fry cook with pierced elbows.

Nope, not us. Always the same old thing, just going to the moon for a picnic.

Oh, lord.

Must we have sushi canapes again?!?

Lots and lots of work lately. Sorry to hear about your friend stav. I'm not sure if this site has been linked to before, if so it's worth a second look. My fiancee and I spent about an hour exploring it last night. There are even monkey cams!

Wait, have I been to busy to notice that migs' "situation" is under control?

I've been bored with netcommunity things, and thus somewhat retired. reading posts but not crazily perusing comments. tuesday i go on an ambitious trip to Cambridge MA for Damien Jurado and Songs:Ohia. There and back in less than a day - 6 hrs in each direction. but oh-so oh-so oh-so worth it, I hope.

miguel - update your "URL" field!

Weekend-wise, often as not Missusfes and Babyfes have dibs. Plus them two run my fool ass ragged. Saturday? 3 hours at the decorators, then a party for two dozen (I cooked an assload of food, but today? Full beer fridge!), and today, halloween decoration-hanging, gutter cleaning, garage out-sweeping and (I am not kidding) cow-catching. One of my more rustic neighbors (term used loosely, he's like 3/4 of a mile away across a bunch of fields separated by several bits of woods, but still) keeps cows, and a couple of them got loose, so me and some of my fellow cul-de-sac'ians ran 'em down and hauled them back. Quite the adventure.

Anyway, it seems to be a point of honor to Wife and Son that I'm beat to hell every weekend. I wonder if they may be agents of the Karmic Wheel, ensuring my proper penance for the various crimes against humanity perpetrated between 1984 and 1987. It is a yoke I submit to willingly.

I poured beer, muddled fruit, shook instead of stirred, blended, made it a virgin, added whipped cream, made it a double, did it without the salt, measured, dashed, chilled, uncorked and strained.

Every weekend, all weeekend long.

Fes: You caught a cow this weekend? Did it look like this?

Posted by: readymade on October 21, 2002 02:22 AM

I had a hip and cool weekend! I met my Chicago sister halfway between our two locations for lunch in Indianapolis, in a hip little neighborhood called Broad Ripple.

Then last nite my girlfriend's radio show brought a group from Boston (i think) called Chandler Travis Philharmonic to town. I went to the show and it was excellent! Good music with a sense of humor.

Now I am back in cubicle land, with 9622 to console me. Yay!

I spend every weekend forgetting who I am and every monday painfully remembering. This one was no different, except I cleaned my room and watched "rock and roll high school"

You caught a cow this weekend? Did it look like this?

Yes, and no. Although I must confess that I didn't wrangle that dogie alone, I had help. Cows are big. Friendly, but big.

Enough with the cows, yer gonna give me and adam agida...

Sold some books. Bought some books. Read some books. Drank some beer. Bicycled.

I think I ate some iffy tuna, too.

Whatcha reading? I just started Castiglione's "Book of the Courtier" on the train this morning. It's a hoot.

I just finished Northanger Abbey, last on the list of my read-the-Jane-Austen-canon-project. I picked up a copy of Lorca's Poet in New York on Saturday and sort of flipped through it, but haven't started it. Right now, I'm in the post-binge "What do I read next?" zone. I've got a copy or Mandelbaum's Ovid I've been itching to read and just the other day I had this crazy desire to re-read the Iliad and the Odyssey which I haven't read since college. Or maybe I'll read some non-fiction. Or something trashy. Haven't decided.

Sprezzatura! It vibrates!

Btw, if you dig Castiglione, you might like Elyot's The Book Named The Governor.

I just finished the Dark Materials Trilogy by Phillip Pullman. They were somewhat disappointing. Now I'm reading Wonder Boys by Michael Chabon. I really loved Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, and also loved the film version of Wonder Boys. I'm quite liking it.

I know you didn't ask, but I love to talk about books.

... he says, doing his best Amazon.com impression.

Hey, what's the countdown to ColdChef's nuptials? It's this coming Saturday, right?

I thought it was two weeks, november 2.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's November 2nd.

I'm positive its november 2nd. What are we all doing for the little guy?

I was planning to post a comment in one of these threads saying "congrats, chef"--or something like that. But now the cat's out of the bag, so I probably won't.

I'd go down there to visit, but I'm not sure I want to be around when you show up at his door wearing only a couple of pasties and a smile. It could get ugly.

Who's showing up in pasties, Lupo? Goneill, me, or you? Or all 3 of us? Now wouldn't THAT be special.

Personally, I'd go for elbow length gloves and strategically placed bouquets.

i'm a famous anti pornography activist and you expect me to show up near nude? I have a special idea for the post. But I don't have posting privileges (something about a CD...)

Hey, tizzie, I've got an idea, hows about I come to kentucky and we go get drunk... in honor of coldchef.

I still want to read the Pullman books one day, Witchstone. But I've heard from others, too, that the first one (The Golden Compass?) is the best and that the rest are a little disappointing. Which was your favorite?

I'm a huge fan of Michael Chabon. Kavalier & Clay was terrific. I was a little disappointed with Wonder Boys when I first read it, then liked it much more on re-reading. Even the movie worked for me, cut as the story was. Apparently, Chuck Kinder, one of Chabon's teachers, was the inspiration for Grady Trip. (But I also seem to recall reading that Chabon drew on his own experience for Trip.)

Personally, I'd go for elbow length gloves and strategically placed bouquets.

... and cowboy spurs. T'ain't a party without cowboy spurs.

saturday: went to seattle to go to ikea with my mom. purchased a lot of ikea stuff. more lamps for me! hooray!

sunday: drove down to corvallis to hang out with my dad. this featured a lot of getting stoned and drinking with my dad. then i came back up to portland, got more stoned and drunk, and watched adult swim with a couple friends.

tomorrow i start my new job. i'm ridiculously frightened.

Goneill, honey - you, me, and Lupo nearly naked ain't porn, it's art.

But the getting drunk in Kentucky idea sounds pretty artsy too. And less likely to make the Chef's fiancee walk out on him at the last minute.

octobersurprise, you're killing me - how'm I going to get this book??

ah, shit, forget that link :( Anyways, Amazon says the Elyot book is out of print.

Personally, I'd go for elbow length gloves and strategically placed bouquets.

...and a coonskin cap, please.

Mustn't forget the coonskin cap.

I think if you're going to marry the chef a few nearly naked monkey afficianados shouldn't deter you.

i once heard a marvelous story about jane fonda. i will repeat it here. I can't really vouch for its veracity, but I encourage you to believe and then repeat.

Jane Fonda went to Vasser, when it was still a very formal all girls school. Every friday they had a formal wine and cheese party. Jane Fonda appeared without gloves on. She got in A LOT of trouble. They told her she would be expelled if she ever showed up without gloves again.

The next week rolled around and Jane Fonda showed up with her gloves, and everyone approved, until she took off her jacket and revealed that she had worn only gloves.

I just bought Kavalier and Clay yesterday, for no particular reason at all. What a nice surprise to see that y'all, of discerning taste and incontrovertible class, liked it. Although I also bought a trashy scifi book, so I dunno.

I'm reading bel canto right now, a quite lovely book, and just finished Love Among the Ruins, a book that was fascinatingly accurate in its grim detail of teenage hormonal passion and absurdity. Thank god I don't have to go through that again.

Posted by: readymade on October 21, 2002 03:13 PM

Nice story, goneill! Very nice indeed! One would presume that she was in her pre-Barbarella phase, so she must have been quite lovely.

mmmm, Barbarella at Vassar....

Posted by: readymade on October 21, 2002 03:16 PM

Check ABE, Fes. I see a few used dealers there who have copies of the Dent edition for under 20 bucks. And a few more copies under 30. If nothing catches your eye there, try Bookfinder.com. I'm amazed Cambridge hasn't published it in their Political Thought series, but go fig. /book geekery

Octobersurprise: yes, Golden Compass is the best and the other 2 books don't measure up. There are some cool ideas, but the story isn't told nearly as well.

On the same sort of note as Goneill's Jane Fonda story, and even more fitting because of her name.

Eugene O'Neill had an older brother named Jamie who was an "alcoholic and a whoremonger," and, relatively early on in his whoremongering career, around 1905, was expelled from college for bringing a prostitute to a dance.

Experience:

1903-1905 Whoremonger
Job duties included Whores and the Mongering of Whores. Responsible for equal distribution of Mongering to each of up to 17 Whores at one time.

1905-Present Accountant

Yo, don't talk that way about uncle James - it was all a misunderstanding.

Just got 3 books from allbooks4less.com (not a good source when you're looking for a specific book, but good for browsing. I just got 3 books for $20)! Yay! I love books!
Music for Torching by A.M. Homes
Continental Drift by Russell Banks
The Bean Trees by Barbara Kingsolver.

Or try here.

or the best bookstore in the world.

Russell Banks kicks ass.

As long as we're all sharing reading lists, I started this last night. So far it's great. I alternate with this one when I need a break.

My weekend? Two hours on the stinking phone talking to three different post offices, two of which were LONG DISTANCE.
But our toilet was fixed today. I am flushed with excitement.

"...our toilet was fixed today. I am flushed with excitement.

And with that pun, 9622 plunges to a new low.

Two hours on the stinking phone talking to three different post offices, two of which were LONG DISTANCE.

Listen, if you want to send books to turkeys, you have to expect a little hassle.

Yeesh.

Bunny, why you bother to associate with turkeys when you're surrounded by monkeys, I'll never know.

If the post office would quit hiring turkeys...

I guess that was insensitive of me...especially since Thanksgiving isn't all that far away...

Seriously, I talked to some helpful and intelligent postal servants today. I have hope for this nation after all.

Metafilter:Flushed With Excitement

"Our toilet was fixed today! I'm flushed with excitement," Tom gurgled.

I had a total brainfart.
I meant 9622: flushed with excitement.

Hope me!

Unforgivable.

Michael Chabon is on the Diane Rehm Show right now. NPR.

I honestly read that as

9622.net: flushed with excrement

Funny how the brain works farts.

9622.net: flushed with excrement
No, we fling that.

This is just to say my new, independent, corporate-free weblog is up and, although there are still a few features missing, I'd welcome any learned comments.

Miguel, it looks great!

So when do our complimentary Portuguese lessons commence?

Oi. A girl goes away for work purposes and misses all the drama, like 9622 going *blork* for a few days and Migs changing blog homes.

Migs, if I understand the jist of your beautiful new front page, you're sueing some assbags at your previous home for breech of contract, amongst other things? In bocca del lupo, allora.

Now, what the hell else have I missed?!

Me going postal.

Bunny, darling, when you finally go postal, I don't think anyone will miss it.

Don't mention in bocca del lupo near Lupo, romakimmy! You know he has a one-track mind!

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