Today has been mostly quiet. I am spending the night in Lexington, the better to help my mother with Charlotte-care starting early tomorrow morning. TCM is not showing any of the pre-Code movies I lately desire to see, but on the other hand it is offering some seriously weird objects I am hoping to report back on. Just probably not while I am helping to look after a nearly-two-year-old. I'm expecting a lot of running around.
1. Thanks to a gift card from![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
yhlee, I have just placed an order with Zingerman's for several food items I didn't know were available in this country and/or century. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rushthatspeaks and I already have plans for the garum.
2. This playlist is a nice mix of obscure and traditional ballads, with snarky summaries: "I Guess My Corpse Is a Swan Now: A Weird Folk Education." It's worth reading just for the synopsis of "Tam Lin." The recommended recording of "Sovay" is the first one I ever heard, in high school when it was still possible to find a record store and a bookstore on the same block in Lexington Center instead of banks, banks, and more banks—I didn't buy the CD for the Touchwood track, but it was my favorite at once. Later I learned the arrangement's sprightly, off-kilter time signature was the bequest of A.L. Lloyd, to whomnineweaving would introduce me as we traded folk songs in the fall of 2004, about three months before I named this journal. I had been using it as an internet alias since 1998, which I had almost forgotten: my interactions with the internet were otherwise minimal until I left for college, at which point I also acquired an e-mail address I checked regularly. I had to talk about Babylon 5 with people somehow, all right?
3. While recently reading about Tod Browning's Dracula (1931), it came to my attention that the original 1924 version of the stage play on which the film was based, instead of deleting Quincey Morris like pretty much every adaptation since, genderswapped the character. I know this is not what Hamilton Deane intended—or created—but if anyone out there wants to write Quincey Morris, Bowie-knife-wielding lesbian American adventuress, I will read it.
1. Thanks to a gift card from
yhlee, I have just placed an order with Zingerman's for several food items I didn't know were available in this country and/or century. rushthatspeaks and I already have plans for the garum.2. This playlist is a nice mix of obscure and traditional ballads, with snarky summaries: "I Guess My Corpse Is a Swan Now: A Weird Folk Education." It's worth reading just for the synopsis of "Tam Lin." The recommended recording of "Sovay" is the first one I ever heard, in high school when it was still possible to find a record store and a bookstore on the same block in Lexington Center instead of banks, banks, and more banks—I didn't buy the CD for the Touchwood track, but it was my favorite at once. Later I learned the arrangement's sprightly, off-kilter time signature was the bequest of A.L. Lloyd, to whom
nineweaving would introduce me as we traded folk songs in the fall of 2004, about three months before I named this journal. I had been using it as an internet alias since 1998, which I had almost forgotten: my interactions with the internet were otherwise minimal until I left for college, at which point I also acquired an e-mail address I checked regularly. I had to talk about Babylon 5 with people somehow, all right?3. While recently reading about Tod Browning's Dracula (1931), it came to my attention that the original 1924 version of the stage play on which the film was based, instead of deleting Quincey Morris like pretty much every adaptation since, genderswapped the character. I know this is not what Hamilton Deane intended—or created—but if anyone out there wants to write Quincey Morris, Bowie-knife-wielding lesbian American adventuress, I will read it.
