But time will pull us to the floor

[sovay]

Of course, the longer one goes without making a post, the more impossible any kind of catch-up becomes. Have some abbreviations. There may be content someday.

The reading on Saturday was awesome; highlights included cinnamon tea with asakiyume and friends at 1369 Coffee House, unexpectedly introducing my mother to stealthmuffin's parents, the chance to talk with Theodora Goss, and meeting Athena Andreadis in person. I read "ὡς πολλοῖς ὄμμασιν εἰς σὲ βλέπω" (with annotations), "The Gambler," and "Radio Banquo." I have a CD of kenjari's music. My mother wants to read some of the writers I know now.

I have met the black cat and her daughter. They are quasi-feral, though they live with wind05 and Sabitha's landlord; they used to be responsible for a shocking volume of kittens. The black cat circled me as I sat on the steps, staking out my jacket and my fingertips and my knees as hers. Next apartment I get, a cat is the first priority after I unpack my books.

I am not only still enjoying Foyle's War, the second-series episode "War Games" contained more than one tip of the hat to The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp (1943). This sort of thing makes me happy.

I missed International Talk Like a Pirate Day. I feel as though I have failed one of my callings.

Last night I dreamed of a half-shadowed room with cartons of white raspberries—not the peach-colored variants that are sometimes sold as white or golden raspberries, but colorless, sticky and pale as mistletoe—on sanded tables. It was not a disturbing image, though in the dream I knew it should have been. I cannot remember the context at all.

An afternoon at the MFA with Eric, Richard Avedon, and Jean-François Millet is an afternoon well-spent.

Tonight I am watching Tampopo (1985) with eredien and Abe. There will be food.

Comments

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

staking out my jacket and my fingertips and my knees as hers. Next apartment I get, a cat is the first priority after I unpack my books.


Wonderful! And yes, yes! First priority.

I loved Tampopo! Hope you enjoy it.

[sovay]

I loved Tampopo! Hope you enjoy it.

It was delightful! On several different kinds of crack and all of them delicious.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Yay! So glad.

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

I wish for you a room, your books on proper shelves, a cat.

Still sad about missing that reading Saturday.

There's something cosmic to be teased out of that dream of white raspberries. Nascent worlds? Stillborn?

Oh, I love Tampopo! It's got a wonderfully skewed pulp engine and flights of inspired weirdness.

Nine

[sovay]

It's got a wonderfully skewed pulp engine and flights of inspired weirdness.

And if we had not made ramen, we would have been very sad.

[larryhammer]

Tonight I am watching Tampopo (1985) with [info]eredien and Abe. There will be food. I should hope there'll be food.

---L.

[sovay]

I should hope there'll be food.

There was so much food.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to hear of the various good things, most especially the awesomeness of the reading.

I missed International Talk Like a Pirate Day as well, alas.

The dream-image is interesting. Were the sanded tables tables with sand on them, or tables freshly worked over with sandpaper? My dreams are escaping me of late. I've a vague sense of something elaborate last night, but no notion what it actually was.

Enjoy the movie and food!

[sovay]

Were the sanded tables tables with sand on them, or tables freshly worked over with sandpaper?

Cleaned with sand, scoured. I don't know why; the cartons were perfectly modern.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

Cleaned with sand, scoured. I don't know why; the cartons were perfectly modern.

Interesting. Bhuel, perhaps there's some obscure symbolism there.* On the other hand, I suppose it could be that your dreaming mind thought it would be an interesting combination.

*The architecture in my dreams is often oddly proportioned or simply off, as in a scene of squattish houses and churches of dusty red brick that broadly follow a sort of generic mid-nineteenth to mid-twentieth century American pattern, but for the fact that they all swell out above their foundations and contract towards their rooflines, as if they'd been inflated. I've never been able to decide if this says something about my unconscious or not.

[martianmooncrab.livejournal.com]

I adored the Foyle's, and there was a teaser of a new episode of post war Foyle .. as last seen, our intrepid copper was taking the steamer to the States...

[sovay]

a teaser of a new episode of post war Foyle .. as last seen, our intrepid copper was taking the steamer to the States...

Oh, that should be fascinating. And I have recently seen the episode that plot-turn would follow up on, I think (2.1, "Fifty Ships"). I look forward, when I've finished the next five seasons . . .

[martianmooncrab.livejournal.com]

you have the advantage of watching the episodes closer together than seeing them on PBS, so a lot of the continuing plot threads wont be vague teasers when you see the following episodes.

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

My mother scolded me for recommending Tampopo. She had watched it with my vegetarian brother and sister-in-law.

[eredien]

Huh? Why?

Did your brother and sister-in-law dislike Tampopo because they are vegetarians? If so, why?

(I'm curious because we had one omnivore, one vegetarian, and one vegan at the showing, and all of us enjoyed the movie).

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

As I understood my mother's complaint, I hadn't warned them about the turtle, and they'd stopped right there and watched no further.

[eredien]

Oh--I forgot about that turtle scene; I was thinking much too hard about noodles. But you're right, it is very graphic and somewhat disturbing.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

Noodles, I presume?

Books, then cats. Very important, unless you already have the cat, then it is important to do bedding then cats then books. Bedding so the poor jerks have a place to hide.

[sovay]

Noodles, I presume?

So many noodles. Also mango and avocado sushi and inarizushi. We forgot to eat the seaweed salad because we had so much soup and sushi already. It was great. We would have been very sad if we had been watching this movie without food.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

Sounds lovely.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

inarizushi *love*


I'd like some mango sushi.

[wind05.livejournal.com]

We enjoyed the Jean-François Millet the day it opened, when my parents were visiting. I was very happy to see his Midday Rest, which the MFA owns but does not usually display (though they display Van Gogh's homage to it).

We also enjoyed our spontaneous Sonya sighting. Thanks, again!

[sovay]

I was very happy to see his Midday Rest, which the MFA owns but does not usually display (though they display Van Gogh's homage to it).

I liked when they had both Sowers on display, too.

Thanks, again!

Thanks for being there to be visited!

[helivoy.livejournal.com]

It was lovely to meet you also, Sonya. Cats are a must -- if only to remind us how true independent equals might behave -- and Foyle's War is a showcase of civilized people in action.

[sovay]

It was lovely to meet you also, Sonya.

I hope to see you again before the next ten years of Strange Horizons have passed!

Ten-year hiatuses

[helivoy.livejournal.com]

I hope to see you again before the next ten years...

In connection with this, I sent you a note two days ago! *smile*

[sovay]

I sent you a note two days ago!

Yikes. I am sorry. Excuse me while I rifle my inbox . . .