I rest in the hope that one bright day sunshine will burst to these prisons of clay
Most of today was just very tired and very hurting, but in the evening ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch made an executive decision about dinner and took me out to Fasika, because kitfo is delicious and full of protein and very soft to chew and the same holds true of green lentils cooked with ginger and garlic and the similarly spiced collards we forgot came as an automatic side with the kitfo and injera that has been serving as a platter for all these lovely, butter-soaked dishes is not known for its structural integrity, either. It was wonderful. Afterward we walked around the Mystic River and the destination surrealism of Assembly Row ("It's like a downtown without the town," I said; Rob said, "It's like backlots") and returned home by way of Louie's, where Rob got watermelon sherbet with jimmies and I got a cone of orange pineapple ice cream and both of us received lifetime helpings despite just ordering a small. We saw beautiful violet-white heat lightning flickering over the train tracks of the Orange Line. The public swimming pool at Foss Park looks as though it only requires a bathing suit, a towel, and a basic grasp of pool safety for entry, which seems like good news for the next heat wave.
On that front, we just finished setting up our new air conditioner, which comes from my brother and is rated for almost half again as many Btu/hour as our previous unit. It bit Rob while he was carrying it up the stairs, but it was wrestled successfully into the dining room window and seems to be doing a remarkable job of cooling the apartment with assistance from the box fan. While we were in Walgreen's buying the correct size of battery for its remote control (I've never had an air conditioner with a remote control, it feels fancy), a man passing behind us exclaimed, "That's some long hair, buddy! Uh, girl!" and since I was wearing an overshirt and Rob's hair is now long enough to braid, we actually have no idea which one of us he was talking to. We agreed it feels like a victory.
I am hoping Jojo Rabbit (2019) will be good in and of itself, but in the meantime Taika Waititi seems to be having the time of his life promoting it.
Much less philosophically about atrocity and comedy, I am hoping to get some sleep.
spatch made an executive decision about dinner and took me out to Fasika, because kitfo is delicious and full of protein and very soft to chew and the same holds true of green lentils cooked with ginger and garlic and the similarly spiced collards we forgot came as an automatic side with the kitfo and injera that has been serving as a platter for all these lovely, butter-soaked dishes is not known for its structural integrity, either. It was wonderful. Afterward we walked around the Mystic River and the destination surrealism of Assembly Row ("It's like a downtown without the town," I said; Rob said, "It's like backlots") and returned home by way of Louie's, where Rob got watermelon sherbet with jimmies and I got a cone of orange pineapple ice cream and both of us received lifetime helpings despite just ordering a small. We saw beautiful violet-white heat lightning flickering over the train tracks of the Orange Line. The public swimming pool at Foss Park looks as though it only requires a bathing suit, a towel, and a basic grasp of pool safety for entry, which seems like good news for the next heat wave.On that front, we just finished setting up our new air conditioner, which comes from my brother and is rated for almost half again as many Btu/hour as our previous unit. It bit Rob while he was carrying it up the stairs, but it was wrestled successfully into the dining room window and seems to be doing a remarkable job of cooling the apartment with assistance from the box fan. While we were in Walgreen's buying the correct size of battery for its remote control (I've never had an air conditioner with a remote control, it feels fancy), a man passing behind us exclaimed, "That's some long hair, buddy! Uh, girl!" and since I was wearing an overshirt and Rob's hair is now long enough to braid, we actually have no idea which one of us he was talking to. We agreed it feels like a victory.
I am hoping Jojo Rabbit (2019) will be good in and of itself, but in the meantime Taika Waititi seems to be having the time of his life promoting it.
Much less philosophically about atrocity and comedy, I am hoping to get some sleep.
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Our apartment is perceptibly cooler than in previous days of the same temperature! I'm really enjoying it! The bedroom was not stifling when we woke.
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I have to catch up on his filmography. I've seen only What We Do in the Shadows (2014) and Thor: Ragnarok (2017), which I suspect is what jumped the pop-culture/genre gap in this country.
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It has been quite fun to compare and contrast the New York-set What We Do in the Shadows.
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Nice. Hunt for the Wilderpeople did get attention here, I just didn't see it, probably because 2016.
It has been quite fun to compare and contrast the New York-set What We Do in the Shadows.
What do you think of it? I've only seen the film.
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It's making a difference. We're not yet at last week's carbonize-an-egg-on-the-sidewalk temperatures, but we are in the 90's °F outside and it is cooler.
I love the transition there from violet lightning on the orange line (I am carefully not seeing that capital O).
Thank you! (Is that because it ruins the prosody?)
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That's too technical a question for me! Capital O is a name, lower case o is a colour, and I'm enjoying the latter. But perhaps I'm being over nice, and the Orange line really is orange?
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The cars and the signage are!
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Thank you!
*hugs*
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Thank you!
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It started the evening off right.
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Taika Waititi seems to be having the time of his life promoting it.
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Thank you!
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The Downfall meme has been won, everyone else go home now.
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I am really glad you have a tasty source of chewable animal fibers. Michelle Tam does amazing things with meatballs, and you can substitute Plain Old Cheap Mushrooms in these: https://nomnompaleo.com/post/39832097367/whole30-day-6-asian-meatballs
I wrote another sentence and I am going to link more sentences to it. I AM GONNA. I AM.
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"It's like all the ugly parts of the alphabet had a child!"
I am really glad you have a tasty source of chewable animal fibers. Michelle Tam does amazing things with meatballs, and you can substitute Plain Old Cheap Mushrooms in these
Mm. Thank you! Last night proved that as much as I love liverwurst, it is not a substitute for regular infusions of straight-up meat.
I wrote another sentence and I am going to link more sentences to it. I AM GONNA. I AM.
YOU ARE AND I LOOK FORWARD.
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Sherbet with jimmies felt adventurous to me as a kid. Sherbet was for grown-ups and jimmies for children, was it allowed to combine them? Amazing!
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Even for New England, this was extreme! (It was not, however, unwelcome, since we had been walking for an hour in heat-lightning weather.)
Sherbet with jimmies felt adventurous to me as a kid. Sherbet was for grown-ups and jimmies for children, was it allowed to combine them? Amazing!
Makes sense to me!
I used to eat pistachio ice cream from Brigham's with jimmies on it. Brigham's no longer exists and I can't eat pistachio ice cream anymore, but I still have fond memories of that combination.
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Taika Waititi is cackling right now, I am sure.
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He's just been having so much fun. I hope Mel Brooks approves.
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What a brilliant notion about dinner! I will remember Ethiopian and Ethiopian-adjacent food when my last baby tooth lets go and has to be extracted. That situation doesn't pose quite the same challenges as yours, but they are related.
And finally, David and I once went to buy a washer and dryer and were approached from behind by a salesperson who chirped, "Hello, ladies, can I help you?" It was something like 1982 and many things were different, but we too felt victorious.
P.
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At the moment it feels significantly less enervating just to exist in the apartment, which does not hurt.
I will remember Ethiopian and Ethiopian-adjacent food when my last baby tooth lets go and has to be extracted. That situation doesn't pose quite the same challenges as yours, but they are related.
Good luck with that, also! That sounds like a less than optimal thing to look forward to.
"Hello, ladies, can I help you?" It was something like 1982 and many things were different, but we too felt victorious.
Nice!
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I appreciate them both!