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Rambling rumbling musing....
Nov. 29th, 2010 09:21 pmWatching and incredibly bored by Lennon: Naked. By the way, what's with all the Beatles stuff all of a sudden? Is it just because itunes finally got the rights to Beatles songs and is selling them for 99 cents a pop? Or is there another reason? I like the Beatles well enough, but after a while their songs all sound a bit alike to me. (Blasphemy, I know.) Much prefer The Stones, The Who, and Pink Floyd. Which is odd, considering the Beatles is more crooning and less heavy instrumental, and normally I'm a lyrics girl. But Floyd's Animals record is a work of genius, as is The Wall.
Momster asked what I wanted for Xmas. She wants me to email her a list. I've no clue. Not books - have too many already, hence the Kindle. We're sticking with buying books for the Kindle only or renting from the library (that's not a mistake by the way - I actually mean "renting" - because I can't read a book in the amount of time libraries are willing to give me. The days in which I could finish a book in well less than three weeks are long gone.) Also picked up another cookbook over the holiday weekend - The Babycakes Gluten-Free Desert Cookbook. Big disappointment was the scone recipes all used spelt flour and not gluten-free flour. Can't have spelt flour - it's an ancient cousin of wheat and as a result has the nasty gluten protein (a rather complex and huge protein that makes me very sick, but vegetarians everywhere love and often use as a substitute for meat protein - hence the reason I avoid most pure vegetarian and vegan restaurants.). I'm guessing that's more information than anyone wanted to know.
A bit strung out today. Was watching the sky outside the train window...on way home from work. The clouds looked fuzzy, and the sky painted in shades of orange and pink, and the building a brown/gray silohouette against it. The trees brushing the sky with their branches. It sounded more poetic in my head on the train than it does here on the white computer screen. Perhaps a more colorful backdrop would change that? Somehow I doubt it. Call me crazy, but I'm a believer in my words speaking for themselves.
( pardon me while I muse about correspondence, why I was an obsessive Buffy fan, to Kill a Mockingbird...and life in general, warning - not guaranteed to make a whit of sense. )
Momster asked what I wanted for Xmas. She wants me to email her a list. I've no clue. Not books - have too many already, hence the Kindle. We're sticking with buying books for the Kindle only or renting from the library (that's not a mistake by the way - I actually mean "renting" - because I can't read a book in the amount of time libraries are willing to give me. The days in which I could finish a book in well less than three weeks are long gone.) Also picked up another cookbook over the holiday weekend - The Babycakes Gluten-Free Desert Cookbook. Big disappointment was the scone recipes all used spelt flour and not gluten-free flour. Can't have spelt flour - it's an ancient cousin of wheat and as a result has the nasty gluten protein (a rather complex and huge protein that makes me very sick, but vegetarians everywhere love and often use as a substitute for meat protein - hence the reason I avoid most pure vegetarian and vegan restaurants.). I'm guessing that's more information than anyone wanted to know.
A bit strung out today. Was watching the sky outside the train window...on way home from work. The clouds looked fuzzy, and the sky painted in shades of orange and pink, and the building a brown/gray silohouette against it. The trees brushing the sky with their branches. It sounded more poetic in my head on the train than it does here on the white computer screen. Perhaps a more colorful backdrop would change that? Somehow I doubt it. Call me crazy, but I'm a believer in my words speaking for themselves.
( pardon me while I muse about correspondence, why I was an obsessive Buffy fan, to Kill a Mockingbird...and life in general, warning - not guaranteed to make a whit of sense. )