ooh-ooh that smellStink-O-Rama
Something in the refrigerator stinks and I don’t know what it is. On a scale of one to ten, I’m a ten plus when it comes to paying attention to what’s in the fridge. Old foods do not linger there.

I’ve probably thrown away tons of good food because I couldn’t remember how long it had been there or because it had a slightly odd sheen that could possibly be the beginnings of mold or something that could make you sick or kill you.

I’ve gone through every shelf. I’ve (very carefully) sniffed Rubbermaids® and dairy products. Nothing like taking a big whiff of something that smells low tide on a hot day to ruin the dinner hour. I’ve even tested the condiments. I’m not finding anything stinky.

But when you open the door. OOF! I hope this isn’t the beginning of an XFile or something.

Meanwhile, the new camera arrived, thus the excuse for picture taking. Is it just me or does looking into other people’s refrigerators bring up hard to place feelings of pity?

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I’m A Wiener

Yesterday I got some good news and some bad news in the same five minute period. The bad news was when I pulled my jeans on and had to coax the zipper up. Someone needs to cut back on dessert. The good news was when I sat down at my computer and found out I’m the NaBloPoMo Grand Prize Winner.

I think this is the part where I say, I’ve never won anything, except when I was in high school I won a KFI beach bag on the radio. It was a canvas bag with a towel that said “67.1 KFI” in orange letters (I can’t remember if those are the exact call letters and number because this was the early 80’s and I’ve lost a lot of brain cells since then and the only details I remember about those days involve wildly humiliating events) and an orange AM transistor radio that played 67.1 KFI. So I win things about every 25 years. I need to mark the calendar for 2030 to keep my eyes open.

For everyone who’s here for the first time I’ll give you the 15 second intro.

I’m 42, have a fantastic husband and live in Vancouver, Washington. I’m a proud member of the Karuk Tribe of California. I’m a legal assistant and have been working with Tribes in the Pacific Northwest for something like 14 years. We have no kids and no pets and enjoy movies, books, anything with melted cheese and a wide variety of delicious adult beverages.

I have had a personal website since April 1996. They wayback machine only takes you to 1999. I wish I’d been more diligent about archiving when I started but it didn’t occur to me. I was going to try to recreate the first site for my 10 year anniversary but never got around to it.

Typical posts are about cooking, gardening and how the rest of the world is doing it wrong.

A few classic posts include my emails home from a Europe Trip in 2000 (also the quaint and primitive html is good for a laugh), going to a String Cheese Incident show, the one about the barbie tampon and how amazingly little I understand about current music.

I had a great time in November reading (and bookmarking) zillions of new blogs. Lane’s randomizer is responsible for hours of lost productivity but it was a fun way to check in and see what people are doing. Ginormous thanks to everyone who participated and commented.

Finally, super huge thanks to Eden for organizing the event and to and Jessica for offering up the big prize.

The rest of today will be spent studying for my class, working on two huge computer oriented holiday projects and staying away from the randomizer.

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NaBloPoMo Wrap Up

After the first day, I decided not to mention NaBloPoMo in my posts. This was a little rule I made up for myself since the point seemed to be to write every day, not write about writing every day.

The other rule that I made for myself was that I would visit at least one new blog every day and I would leave a comment every day. Prior to NaBloPoMo I’ve never left a comment on a stranger’s blog. I’ve never even thought about it. The first time I did, I thought the sky would open up and people would point and laugh. (BTW: Angelfeet got my comment cherry.) I could go into a long-winded internal examination on this tendency of mine to participate without participating, but it’s not that interesting and I don’t have the energy right now.

Let’s just say, now I’ve tried it and I like it and I’ll do it again.

The daily comment rule fell apart around Thanksgiving when I got backed up with school and holiday stuff and to be honest, ran out of steam. Sometimes I can’t bear the sight of my computer. Still, I averaged way more than one blog a day thanks to the hypnotic spell of the randomizer and I think I averaged at least a comment a day.

I’ve added zillions of new blogs to my bookmarks. It should be easier to keep up when everyone isn’t posting every day.

If anyone from the contest is still hanging around, thanks for reading and/or commenting. I’ve visited everyone who’s left a comment and tried to leave a comment so you’d know I’d been by, as if this was all mandated by the fair and decent blogger rule book.

Overall: Good time. Thanks to fussy.org for putting it on. I’m sure it was tons more work than she’d expected.

In other news I finished my Illustrator final project and turned that in today. I have one more class which will be the final exam. I’m starting to feel like a free woman. Time to get that holiday stuff together.

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I Was The Only Person There Without A Nametag

The Star Wars exhibit was half completely awesome and half, to paraphrase Douglas Coupland, very Krusty the clown. From the geek perspective it went to 11. Personal highlights included R2D2, C3PO, Darth Vader costume, lightsabers and of course, Luke’s landspeeder which had a giant sign that said “do not touch” and I desperately wanted to touch it but didn’t want to set a bad example in front of the children. The many, many, many children. More on that in a second.

I also liked the wampa and wished I had my wampa with me so I could show it what it would look like when it grew up.

One thing I thought was hilarious was the little video features they had which in a completely straight-faced Discovery channel manner discussed topics such as what drives the economy of Tattooine, how living things can survive the rugged ecosystem of Hoth or the culture and customs on Kashyyyk and the communication limitations of the Wookie.

I also thought they did a pretty good job of creating an actual exhibit from what is essentially a bunch of props. They had interactive stuff for the kids to do: make robots and play with some sort of magnetic thing like pod racing and ride on a hover chair thing. They also padded it out with some actual real life science, for example a section on prostheses. (Remember both Anakin and Luke lost a limb(s). A lightsaber is not a toy.) Also some stuff on transportation and the maglev train, living in harsh weather conditions and current technology and deep space travel. (They say: not happening anytime soon.)

I was there on a weekday morning shortly after opening so I had zero lines but I got a feel for what a ginormous money making machine this must be ($15 adult, $13 child/elder). There was a tent out front with switchbacks for entrance into the museum. More switchbacks inside. You buy a ticket for a certain time and then wait to be let in. I can’t imagine what it would be like on a crowded day.

I know the exhibit is aimed at kids. I knew kids would be there. I underestimated how many there would be and that they would be at the age too big to be cute and too young to have their shit together when they’re out in public. I’m exaggerating a little for story-telling purposes but they were pretty hopped up and bouncing off each other, roving around the exhibit in loud packs and generally oblivious to anyone else that might be trying to look at/listen to something. More than once I’d be standing there watching a video when a kid would come up and hit all the buttons, stopping and restarting the presentation and then wander off again.

Maybe I should clarify that I entered the exhibit shortly after several classes totaling about 100 kids arrived. When I bought my ticket the cashier warned me so I killed some time in a nearby exhibit that happened to be about aging. That got old quick. (ha ha)

Two good moments. During my first attempt (it took 3 tries) to examine the lightsabers a kid, hunched over the display so no one else could see, said “This is stupid. They don’t even have Yoda’s.” Later I was looking at some sort of model for Luke’s fake hand that we see at the end of episode V and two girls walked up and said, “Ew! That is disgusting.”

On the way out I cruised the gift shop (part 2 of the money making machine) but resisted the urge. I barely have a place for all the Star Wars stuff I already have.

Final review: totally worth it.

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Save The Cheerleader, Save The World

I need to be very focused this morning since I’m going to sneak out of here in an hour and check out the OMSI Star Wars exhibit.

Item 1 – There’s rumor that some freezing rain is on its way. Fantastic. I don’t mind freezing. I don’t mind rain. But the two together is an ugly clusterfuk from hell. Earlier in the week I packed up a redrope with work I could do at home and I’ve been carrying it back and forth so if I can’t come in, I can do stuff from home. At the same time, I put my sweats and an extra book and glasses in the car so if I get stuck downtown and have to stay on someone’s couch at least I have something comfortable to wear and something to keep me busy. Twice the redrope has fallen off the front seat and turned out all the papers onto the floor. Also once at home. Maybe it’s trying to tell me something.

Item 2 – Earlier this week I wrote about being both-handed. Last night I was awake between 2 and 4am (not on purpose) and thinking about my Illustrator final project which is an ad for tea. We were given a bunch of photos to use as possible models and I took the tea cup and the tea pot and reversed them in Photoshop so that the handle was on the left. It seemed like it would be easier to draw that way.

Item 3 – Today the NYT food section has an article about fancy cocktails and one of the people mentioned in the article is a “bar consultant.” That’s his job. I didn’t even know that was a choice.

Item 4 – Am I the last person to figure this out? Or the only person to even care? The cheerleader’s dad in Heroes was Steven Carrington. Steven Carrington!

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Salad Making

How Euphemism Ruined Discussion of the Tossed Salad

I didn’t eat very much yesterday so I’m starving this morning.

I just read FoodDay and thought every recipe needed to be clipped and tried as soon as possible. Sort of like going to the grocery store hungry.

The feature article highlights three people who donate time cooking for fundraisers. There’s a gumbo lady, a cabbage roll guy and a loukoumades (honey dipped donut hole) lady. I don’t like frying and neither does my digestive system so the donuts are out, but the other recipes are a must try. I don’t like beef or pork very much either so my cabbage rolls will have ground turkey. I bet if that guy knew I was even considering this substitution he’d come to my house and confiscate my cabbage.

As I was reading the article I was thinking of how great it would be to learn to make different kinds of foods standing elbow to elbow with people who’ve been making them for years after learning from their parents. Then I thought about how many of such opportunities I’ve squandered because I was too busy visiting in the other room.

There’s another article on salad dressings. This is another type of recipe that I always clip and hardly ever use. I’m not fond of creamy dressings. I hate bottled dressings for any reason except convenience. I have a standard vinaigrette that I make with slight variations.

I’ve developed a genius salad making technique over the past year. We get huge bags of fresh greens from a local farmer so we have salad almost every day. I make a two serving salad in a shallow bowl and use designer salt and a couple twirls of designer pepper. I throw on a variety of other chopped vegetables and depending on my ambition level, add crumbled cheese, toasted nuts, maybe some dried fruit and possibly some other random leftover that might fit in. Then I drizzle on the dressing and toss until the leaves are coated. Then it goes into serving bowls and onto the table.

Have you ever run into these annoying people who spent a semester in France and can’t stop telling you how brilliant France is because they eat the salad after the entree? Oh, so great, just because it’s France. What if the U.S. served the salad last and France served it first. Would that be the better way? What if Tunisia served the salad last? Would anyone talk about how awesome Tunisia is? I like the salad with the meal.

What I think is wrong is when you’re served a salad heaped in a dinky bowl with a little side serving of separated vinaigrette that you’re supposed to add. No wonder people don’t eat more vegetables.

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Pam CrossedHands

Before I start, I’d like to mention that the November 1942 rainfall record has been broken. We’re at 11.61. And the month’s not even over. And more precipitation on its way. And maybe even snow. If you love endless buckets of rain, this is the best November ever.

A couple weeks ago when I was at Ki’s yoga workshop, she said something about being a right hander trapped in the body of a left hander and something about school and nuns not letting you write with your left hand.

I started thinking about it and I’m both-handed. Wikipedia has a whole article on cross-dominance.

I write, eat and do domestic things with my left hand. Domestic meaning ironing, sewing, scissoring, wielding cooking utensils, hair and tooth brushing and holding garden nippers.

When I started guitar I had it strung left handed but my teacher put a stop to that and encouraged me to learn right handed. Could this have contributed to how bad I was at it? Even now if I play air guitar or air violin, I do it left handed.

But sports, which I am also bad at, I do right handed. I throw with my right hand, catch with my right hand (problematic), bat right handed, and hold any kind of racket or paddle in my right hand. In gymnastics I did right handed routines and in yoga my right side is usually a teeny bit stronger. But if I was going to shoot a gun (sports or domestic?), I’d do it with my left hand.

What’s really mixed up is that I mouse right handed. When I do Photoshop or Illustrator I do drawing, lassoing or whatever with my right hand. This weekend I got the electronic tablet out thinking it would be easier for me to use my left hand. Wrong. The drawing part was easier but navigating and clicking was awkward. I found myself with the pen in my left hand and the mouse in my right hand trying to coordinate.

I wonder what the lesson is here.

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How To Do A Holiday Newsletter

If you’ve ever opened mail in December, you’ve probably received a multi-copied holiday letter from a friend or family member. And for every one you’ve liked, there are probably five that you thought were dreadful. Most years I start my holiday newsletter over Thanksgiving weekend. I read over some of the previous years and look at my calendar and make notes and look through photos and then try to whip out a quick first draft. Then the following weekend I can finish it up and get it ready for posting/printing.

After doing a newsletter for 15 years I’ve decided I’m qualified to pass on some tips.

What’s the point of a holiday greeting? Generally to make a connection with people. Signing your name at the bottom of a card does little to further this goal. If you’re a terrible writer, super busy or would prefer to spend your holiday time doing other things, consider the photo greeting. You don’t have to have kids or pets to go this route. Just find a fun photo of yourself, take it to your local photo processor, order up a bunch and send. Easy.

If you want to go the multi-copied letter route, take some time to figure out what you want to say. Avoid making a list of your activities and accomplishments. If you’re going to do that you might as well copy a page from your day planner or send out one of your annotated grocery lists. No one wants a list of your children or grandchildren’s purchases and activities either.

Wrong: “We traded our Jaguar for a BMW, chartered a yacht for a 28 day Mediterranean cruise to celebrate Madison’s perfect SAT scores and our son cleared 7 figures on the housing development he completed after years of litigation over the so-called wetlands destruction.”

Avoid use of the word “continue.”

Wrong: “Wilford continues his weekly shuffleboard classes while I continue to be active with the Daughters of the Confederacy and Baking league.”

Instead, try to tell stories and use lots of details. Try to create a picture of something you did.

Right: “The highlight of our cruise was the twilight disco where we danced with an Elvis impersonator while the blazing sun set into a clear, blue sea.”

Don’t feel like you’re limited to events of the past year. Tell an old family story.

Use an informal conversational voice. Writing in a monotone isn’t in the holiday spirit.

Life is made up of all sorts of events and a holiday letter doesn’t have to ignore tragic events. Use your own judgment on how to approach this.

Avoid a list of your health problems. People care about your fitness but don’t need all the gory details of every replaced valve, removed organ or impaired function.

Avoid the temptation to write something that rhymes or is written in the voice of a pet, child or someone who died. I suppose this can be done cleverly but unless you’re super confident that you’re good, I wouldn’t do it.

Don’t (and I’m totally guilty of this, sorry) make it too long. No one wants to have to set aside an afternoon during December to read your holiday newsletter.

When it’s time to put it on paper, use a simple layout with an easy to read typeface. Don’t go crazy with the fonts or font colors. Include pictures. People like pictures. Or drawings. Or make a collage. I should note here that I put mine online and make paper copies that I can hand out or send to people who aren’t into that Internet thing.

If you’re a bad writer, consider doing a page with pictures only. Write a few explanatory captions. If you’re bad with computers, use photos and tape and take it to the local copy shop. Another idea might be send a holiday recipe with a story about it. There are no rules so you should do what you want as long as it’s not something that would embarrass your family. Even then, do what you want. It’s your stamp.

Finally, don’t worry if you send it after xmas. People love mail and no one will judge your for sending it out late.

If you have anything to add, comments are open.

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Black Friday Video

If you haven’t seen it yet, some black friday videos here.

I do not understand this. This is a country where people will pay $5 for a cup of coffee or $3.99 to download a special annoying sound for their cellphone.

Why in the name of all that’s good and holy would anyone want to get up before dawn and then brawl to get a special deal on something?

If it was a constitutional requirement, I would pay double to get out of it. I can’t think of anything I want that badly. If it was the last kidney on the planet and my only hope for survival, I still wouldn’t do it.

Project update: I’m about 90% finished. There are a couple special requirements (how am I going to shoe horn a clipping mask into this thing?) that I can’t wrap my head around tonight. But I can smell the fresh paint at the finish line.

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Clear Skies

Simpsons Sky
Sky Scraper
Vancouver Washington

Every day the paper reports how close we are to breaking the record for rain in the month of November. As of today we’re at 11.14 and we need to beat 11.57.

This is one record we don’t need to beat and today we celebrated the sunshine by going for a nice long walk by Vancouver Lake. I took the special effects camera (new camera should be here next week) and got a few shots which were decent enough to share.

Meanwhile, Illustrator final project kicking my butt. Cannot linger here. I’m going to hammer away on it until bed time and whatever isn’t done will have to be thrown together at the last minute. I have other things that need my attention this weekend.

Epic post not ready yet but I’ll give you a hint: it has to do with holiday newsletters. If you look at that page, don’t look at 2004. It’s all screwed up and yet another thing I haven’t had time to fix this weekend. My desktop is littered with photos and text clippings (and Illustrator items). I just can’t get it all done. Note to self: if you ever take a class again, don’t do it Fall quarter. Finishing a class during the holidays is caca.

Update: I fixed 2004. You can look at it now. It could use additional tweaking but this is going to have to do.

(Aside: I was at the bar last week signing my bill and the bartender gave me a bad pen. I used one from my purse. When I handed him back his pen, I said, “This is caca.” He said, “Does that mean it doesn’t work?”)

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