Via Boing Boing, a miracle fruit that alters your sense of taste so that sour things become sweet. Dood. I *want* one of these plants. The reason I don’t eat oranges is they’re too sour. If I could nibble a lil’ froot that would make them sweet I’d like them! We have a room for PCon. Yay. Not on site, but a room, so all is well. Rapid and enthusiastic discussions in comments have brought to light the point that the Irish are extremely random with their T’s and TH’s,…
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busy morning
We went into town this morning so I could be interviewed. That was quite a bit of fun, and the fellow whose production it is seemed pleased, and it’ll be neat to see the final product. However. There are at least 34590870 little girls named Catie in this country. I know: I’ve heard their names being called out. Why is it that Irish adults hear my name is Catie and immediately start calling me Cathy? Mostly if they read it they say Cat-ee, if they hear it they say Cathy.…
two things that are not exactly related
My husband is illegally wonderful in so many states I had to take him out of the union. In response to Michael Pollen’s article about Eat food, not too much, mostly plants (link courtesy ), not to mention Vegetarian is the New Prius (courtesy , my sister who never updates her blog), and also trying to get back on the weight loss wagon (she said, valiently ignoring the twelve thousand cookies she ate today), I put in a request to the Ted for more vegetable-based meals. Tonight he made grilled…
So. Damned. Cool.
I’ve got all but one page for issue 3 of Chance now. (Crap, I’m going to *have* to write the 5th and 6th issues soon!) God, Ardian’s good.
I’m a bad person.
I think perhaps I’m not cut out for RP servers on CoH. Too many years of MUSHing, I suspect. I was just watching a character who’d come from a sheltered background drop pieces of information about her history and cryptic clues about what she was supposed to do to find herself, and she said she shouldn’t pursue them right then, because she felt very lost and alone. All I could think to say was, “Vulnerable, perhaps? Would you like to have sex?” I didn’t. I’m a better person than *that*.…