a really beautiful film or play...
Tisha the story of Anne Hobbs Purdy as told to Robert Sprecht. I got a copy of this from my mother's boyfriend (in the Seattle area) when I was in gradeschool. His mother's name and address are still written in the front cover.
Other links:
Anne Hobbs Purdy
Chicken, Alaska
Somewhat switching topics/subject matter (geographically), here are some links to a very interesting journalist turned actress from the film Kandahar which I saw recently.
Monday, November 27, 2006
Monday, November 20, 2006
So, here are a few places that I've somewhat recently seen:
The Crooked Little House
Dime Box, Texas
I passed by, and next time I want to get a better look at:
Totem Pole Park
The Crooked Little House
Dime Box, Texas
I passed by, and next time I want to get a better look at:
Totem Pole Park
Sunday, November 19, 2006
arranging closets
by virtue of where all the clothes in them were made/sewn/manufactured. So far, I've discovered that my favorite gray sweatshirt (it seems to have magical undertones of other colors in it) is from Mexico, a pretty ocean blue undergarment which however is not practical on a long walk in the woods is from the Maldives, and many other items are from Turkey, Guatemala, El Salvador, Pakistan, China. One item of clothing is from Cambodia. (This closet arranging was inspired by a recent NPR broadcast with regard to the garment industry in Cambodia.)
Consumerist plug of the day: The Container Store Today, the saleswomen taught me how to make a gift wrap bow. Maybe in the future I will buy some of their hangers and all the items of clothing from Sri Lanka, etc. will fit on one hanger.
Consumerist plug of the day: The Container Store Today, the saleswomen taught me how to make a gift wrap bow. Maybe in the future I will buy some of their hangers and all the items of clothing from Sri Lanka, etc. will fit on one hanger.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Little House
I first read Little House on the Prairie when I was a second grader, sharing a room with my little sister in an apartment in Latham, NY. Later I read The Long Winter, and then most of the others, when I moved in 3rd grade to Renton, WA (a suburb of Seattle). Despite the fact that my new best friend on the playground (a blond girl named Cheryl) let me know that these books were, well, rather uncool, I read them all!
I read them in my own room, in the basement of "the old woman's house." That was our house in Renton. A shut-in had been the previous occupant. When she died, and when we moved in, a lot of her belongings were still in the garage. Even to this day, my sister and I have not forgotten the old black and white photographs pasted to black cardboard paper, which we found...such as one bodies lying in the streets of a foreign country (China?) with their heads cut off and neatly stacked alongside the bodies. Another one might have been of an emaciated man in some kind of large cardboard box? but I remember the image much less than the chilling white caption Victim of the Huns. Gruesome.
On a more pleasant note, we also found an old brown textbook from the teens or '20s, which was clearly intended for girls, and which interspersed lessons on history and penmanship with drawing, sewing, cooking, and "how to give a party."
Also on a more pleasant note, the backyard was filled with the great Northwest blackberry bushes.
On a less pleasant note, we lived next door to some really mean dogs.
On a more pleasant note, my mother taught us how to make "sun tea" in the backyard.
On a less pleasant note, the basement (where my sister and I slept) flooded anytime there was a hard rain. I will never forget swinging my legs over the bed and placing my feet on a perfectly dry-looking carpet, when...augh!!
(My sister's room, however, never flooded!)
On a more pleasant note, I got my first cat, a calico kitten I named "Cathy." Also, I read all the Little House books there. Inspired by Garth Williams illustrations, I decided it would be a good idea to draw in the white spaces of almost all of my other (non Little House) books, thus negating any future re-sale value of those items.
I never did find another friend who read them, those some had seen the T.V. show. The museum in Mansfield, Missouri is quite out-of-the way, so I expected it would not be crowded, but I was in for a surprise. No, you're not the only fan!!!
There was a large display case in the musuem in Mansfield, Missouri showing that her books have been published in many different languages here is just one example, including Arabic and Bengali.
Also many displays on her fascinating daughter, Rose Wilder Lane, the oldest American Vietnam war correspondent. For years she dreamed of a place which she later discovered in Albania, where she lived for a while, and also refused a marriage proposal from the King of Albania because she found out he could have multiple wives! (so say the tour guides)
I read them in my own room, in the basement of "the old woman's house." That was our house in Renton. A shut-in had been the previous occupant. When she died, and when we moved in, a lot of her belongings were still in the garage. Even to this day, my sister and I have not forgotten the old black and white photographs pasted to black cardboard paper, which we found...such as one bodies lying in the streets of a foreign country (China?) with their heads cut off and neatly stacked alongside the bodies. Another one might have been of an emaciated man in some kind of large cardboard box? but I remember the image much less than the chilling white caption Victim of the Huns. Gruesome.
On a more pleasant note, we also found an old brown textbook from the teens or '20s, which was clearly intended for girls, and which interspersed lessons on history and penmanship with drawing, sewing, cooking, and "how to give a party."
Also on a more pleasant note, the backyard was filled with the great Northwest blackberry bushes.
On a less pleasant note, we lived next door to some really mean dogs.
On a more pleasant note, my mother taught us how to make "sun tea" in the backyard.
On a less pleasant note, the basement (where my sister and I slept) flooded anytime there was a hard rain. I will never forget swinging my legs over the bed and placing my feet on a perfectly dry-looking carpet, when...augh!!
(My sister's room, however, never flooded!)
On a more pleasant note, I got my first cat, a calico kitten I named "Cathy." Also, I read all the Little House books there. Inspired by Garth Williams illustrations, I decided it would be a good idea to draw in the white spaces of almost all of my other (non Little House) books, thus negating any future re-sale value of those items.
I never did find another friend who read them, those some had seen the T.V. show. The museum in Mansfield, Missouri is quite out-of-the way, so I expected it would not be crowded, but I was in for a surprise. No, you're not the only fan!!!
There was a large display case in the musuem in Mansfield, Missouri showing that her books have been published in many different languages here is just one example, including Arabic and Bengali.
Also many displays on her fascinating daughter, Rose Wilder Lane, the oldest American Vietnam war correspondent. For years she dreamed of a place which she later discovered in Albania, where she lived for a while, and also refused a marriage proposal from the King of Albania because she found out he could have multiple wives! (so say the tour guides)
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
The Funniest Book...
I've read most recently is called Funny in Farsi. It was also funny to read it just before visiting Texas A & M, and walk by the Engineering Bldg and imagine things that had happened in the book happening on that campus.
I came across a review of it.
Next I think I would like to read Lipstick Jihad.
I came across a review of it.
Next I think I would like to read Lipstick Jihad.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
merry-go-rounds...
and old pictures from upstate NY:
Viva La Graduate!
Harry Potter Impersonation
Parking Lot
Parking lots near your residence are important. Or at least this one was. Here you can see my friend's trendy mini-cooper "Mini G" and a little further down my sad old dented gray Taurus with the dying transmission. Drunk people from the local dive bar used to mill around it at night, sketchy things were going on there sometimes. Looks pretty placid in the daytime though, doesn't it? And I really Loved this park That would be Recreation Park on Beethoven Street, with a restored carousel you could ride all day for free in the summer.
Link to Binghamton Carousels
Viva La Graduate!
Harry Potter Impersonation
Parking Lot
Parking lots near your residence are important. Or at least this one was. Here you can see my friend's trendy mini-cooper "Mini G" and a little further down my sad old dented gray Taurus with the dying transmission. Drunk people from the local dive bar used to mill around it at night, sketchy things were going on there sometimes. Looks pretty placid in the daytime though, doesn't it? And I really Loved this park That would be Recreation Park on Beethoven Street, with a restored carousel you could ride all day for free in the summer.
Link to Binghamton Carousels
Denver trip
I got to take a trip to Denver this past weekend, provided for me by my beautiful & generous friends :-)
Gorgeousness
Cowgirls!
Impromptu Airport Photo
Some links:
Sing Sing! Dueling Pianos
Rocky Mountain National Park
Gorgeousness
Cowgirls!
Impromptu Airport Photo
Some links:
Sing Sing! Dueling Pianos
Rocky Mountain National Park
Grrr, Mother Nature.
Eggs, cheese, an expensive container of clarified butter, salty/peppered mackerel (in a ziploc bag, gracias-a-dios!!), yogurt, frozen vegetables, frozen blackberries, various and sundry condiments, onions, carrots...these are the items which are currently at risk of spoiling in my fridge. At least I didn't buy any milk. Please. I am unemployed! A fridge full of spoiling food is not what I need. The electricity flickered (always with the lovely high pitched sound of the smoke detector punctuating the silence) seven times in one night throughout an electrical storm. And just when it had finally cut out for good, then the storm left! As if its mission had finally been accomplished.
A weird concoction I made of pinto beans, tomato paste, okra, onions and various spices might also spoil. Actually that is no great loss. (It was not one of my finer creations.) Maybe the two brands of salty plums which I extravagantly purchased several months ago at Mitsuwa will be okay.To put it in perspective, I suppose its nothing compared to, say, living on a claim and a giant storm comes sweeping through the prairies and ruins your whole crop of buckwheat.
It sure is irritating, though.
A weird concoction I made of pinto beans, tomato paste, okra, onions and various spices might also spoil. Actually that is no great loss. (It was not one of my finer creations.) Maybe the two brands of salty plums which I extravagantly purchased several months ago at Mitsuwa will be okay.To put it in perspective, I suppose its nothing compared to, say, living on a claim and a giant storm comes sweeping through the prairies and ruins your whole crop of buckwheat.
It sure is irritating, though.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Songs remembered
Art class
Girl
Yellow Submarine
Elementary school music class
Sixteen Tons (give or take a few lyrics)
Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier (pretty much as presented)
Blow Ye Winds (minus half of the lyrics!)
Haul Away Joe(substituting "pretty girl" for "German girl" and "Yankee girl" for "Irish girl")
Road trip: Illinois-Missouri-Arkansas-Texas-Oklahoma-Kansas-Missouri-Illinois
Does Fort Worth Ever Cross Your Mind
All My Ex's Live in Texas
Chickenman
Joking
Airplane
Three Hits and Rites of Passage
Girl
Yellow Submarine
Elementary school music class
Sixteen Tons (give or take a few lyrics)
Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier (pretty much as presented)
Blow Ye Winds (minus half of the lyrics!)
Haul Away Joe(substituting "pretty girl" for "German girl" and "Yankee girl" for "Irish girl")
Road trip: Illinois-Missouri-Arkansas-Texas-Oklahoma-Kansas-Missouri-Illinois
Does Fort Worth Ever Cross Your Mind
All My Ex's Live in Texas
Chickenman
Joking
Airplane
Three Hits and Rites of Passage
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Before the alloted internet use time is up...
I will note that a particular radio station in Chicago--I think it is 89.5--can't make up its mind whether its Southeast Asian hindi love songs or screaming white guy guitar music. This makes for an amusing situation when I am stopping at stoplights and trying to tune into the one I prefer (guess which one it is!)
BTW there is a cool woman whose name I can't remember...she runs a prison in Delhi, India and is feature in Adventure Divas videos and book...she reformed it by making everyone--prisoners, guards, everyone--practice meditation. They all R-E-S-P-E-C-T her. She has a great smile.
BTW there is a cool woman whose name I can't remember...she runs a prison in Delhi, India and is feature in Adventure Divas videos and book...she reformed it by making everyone--prisoners, guards, everyone--practice meditation. They all R-E-S-P-E-C-T her. She has a great smile.
Road Trip Tommorrow!
Maybe I'll visit Little House on the Prairie on my way back from visiting my sister in College Station, Texas in a few days. Look, this is what happens when girls(??I guess, mostly??) who loved those books grow up and have their own kids. All little Lauras! Shouldn't the boys be called little Almanzos, or something?
all my ex's live in Texas
and Texas is where I want to be
but all my ex's live in Texas
that is why I reside in Tennessee
--George Strait
Don't own that song. Maybe I'll see if the library has a CD version for the trip...
all my ex's live in Texas
and Texas is where I want to be
but all my ex's live in Texas
that is why I reside in Tennessee
--George Strait
Don't own that song. Maybe I'll see if the library has a CD version for the trip...
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Saturday, July 15, 2006
A papasan
with a blue cushion
is a very good chair
for relaxing on
an ordinary day.
Its also good place
for a sick cat
or
a short spell
of weeping
or
a dry-eyed spell
of watching the news.
is a very good chair
for relaxing on
an ordinary day.
Its also good place
for a sick cat
or
a short spell
of weeping
or
a dry-eyed spell
of watching the news.
Friday, July 14, 2006
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