March 17th, 2006

tell me a story [lizzieb]

fannishness; anecdotes

1. hi-res X3 poster images

2. a download of the Bones ep w/ Adam Baldwin -- which I downloaded last night and which plays as a blank avi, wtf?

3. Gina Torres is being hot on The Shield? *is sad to not get FX*

4. Prompted by the X3 pictures on my wall, Eric told me that the Ghost Rider trailer is gonna be attached to the X3 movie. He is annoyed that Nicholas Cage is playing Ghost Rider 'cause he doesn't like Nicholas Cage. I said I didn't particularly have strong feelings either way.
     "He named his kid Kal-el." (Kal-el Coppola Cage)
     "Not his best moment," I admitted. But not as bad as "Moon Unit," I pointed out.
     "Moon Unit"? Apparently this was completely new knowledge to Eric.
     I couldn't remember the other one ("Dweezil") so I Googled. And thereby learned that Frank Zappa had 4 badly named kids. (Moon Unit, Dweezil, Ahmet Rodan, and Diva) I totally thought there were just the 2 (Moon Unit and Dweezil).

5. glossing made my day like whoa.

I am yet again considering getting a

Probably as public service much like tagging since LJMemories-dump basically works for keeping track of the stuff I personally have yet to read/officially rec. [Though I could also tag by themes etc., thus aiding my own searching/referencing purposes. *ponders* And yes of course my tagging system function as a search aid probably even more for myself than for anyone else. I mean, it is about me first and public service second.]

This is gonna be the part where nobody responds and I ultimately decide to go ahead and do it, right?

(Ooh, if I did I could also do it for fanart. Though, see, the danger in that is that then I might never do up a fanart recs page on my site.)

Day before Break? Yeah, 's been a slow day.

My trains ran fast this morning, so I was in at like 8:35. (Usually I'm in around 8:40, 8:45.)
Greg (who's always in before me): Do you live sufficiently close, or do you get up sufficiently early from far away?

Yesterday I decided not to bring a brownie with lunch and ended up craving one and bought a Snickers bar.
So today I brought a brownie and (before I'd eaten it) Barbara came back from a meeting bearing (among other things) fruit and cookies.

Wednesday's Metro there was a kerfluffle about IHOP coming to Harvard Square. 'Cause, um, it's a chain.
Non-kerfluffly, The Hempest is coming to Upstairs at the Garage. Oh the Northampton convergences.

Millionaire the other day I was wrong. Synovial fluid is cracking your knuckles, not popping your ears.

The receipt from a previous person who had my Martín Espada library book has 2 items on it:
   Imagine the angels of bread: poems
   Betty Crocker's Step-by-step cookbook
I was amused.

Rich's cell phone alarm went off and I jumped.
"I startle easily; it's not my fault."

Edit: Almost forgot: club_joss is doing BK's "Cry Havoc" -- which still makes me cry.
light in the darkness

[Lent: day 17/40]

The Mandate

Because of my compassion, the sun wanted to be near me all night,
and the earth deeded her fields to me,
and all in heaven said,

"We have voted you our governor; tell us your divine mandate."
And I did, and God will never revoke it:

Nothing in existence is turned

More tender is my Lord's heart than any heart
has ever been.

So, when the divine realm asked me to govern it
with one simple

I looked into His eyes and then knew
what to say to any angel
who might serve as
a sentry to

No creature should be
turned away.

by St. Thomas Aquinas; in Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West, ed. Daniel Ladinsky, p. 127

One of the many items on my To Do list is to writeup how I find a lot of the selections in this book troubling -- universal salvation to an extent that troubles even me, but even more so than that a very comfortable anything-goes God.

It's St. Patrick's Day today? Yeah, I was vaguely aware of that. It didn't even occur to me this morning to wear green.

I remember last year antheia saying: What the myth means by "snakes" is "pagans". Just, yanno, so everyone's clear. Which is largely why I selected this poem for today -- for the contrast.

Pastor Hamilton has started posting his Lenten meditations at his blog, and I really like the most recent two.

I'm now off to procure Cat and mainline CSI and vodka.

I'll post a poem tomorrow but can't guarantee much Internet presence otherwise. I'm available by phone if needed.