sleeeeeeeeepy

MOON REPORT: waxing gibbous. 82% full.

Even though I can barely keep my eyes open, I had to write something before the moon is full. Why? So I can write the word gibbous. I just wanted to write it. After all, how many times in your life do you utter the word (let alone type the word) gibbous?

If I cared to prop my eyelids on toothpicks instead of typing at a tortoise pace, I might be handy enough to do a bit of a word history. To find the Cliff Clavin factoids about the word gibbous. But, since I can't even see straight and am currently typing with my eyes closed, I think I'll settle for using the word gibbous whenever I can.

Ok. I can't stand it anymore.

You go watch the gibbous moon. I'm going to bed.

just because

Neil Cicierega's Potter Puppet Pals

This little clip amuses me. It reminds me of saying words over and over and over until they have no meaning. Also, the repetition gets in your head and you find yourself singing this when you should be concentrating on other things.

I hope you enjoy!

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Oh, and because I think I forgot to post the moon report this morning:

MOON REPORT: waxing crescent. 39% full.

good things i stumbled upon today

Sometimes I am amazed at the joy and positive feelings found online.

One World One Heart

A creativity swap designed to introduce bloggers to one another and showcase arts and crafts. The winners are announced on Valentine's Day.

Buy Shoes, Save Lives

This is a small organization that sells handmade Iraqi shoes called "Klash" and then uses the proceeds to fund medical interventions for seriously ill Iraqi children. And the shoes look very comfy.

the dead creep in anyway

MOON REPORT: waxing crescent. 29% full.


Ok. I need to stop watching funky shows and doing genealogy. I should only do one or the other--but not both in the same cycles.

My dreams are always odd. I can pick out (while dreaming) what is dream, what is a replay of daytime events that are regurgitated in strange ways, what is an image or idea from a recent television show, what is none of the above, etc. But today, I had a lot of disjointed dreams from TV--from Bones, A Haunting (over-sensationalized ghost stories), the History Channel, and E! None of it made sense.

Visiting a farm. I'm in Jimmy Choo shoes and a skirt. I'm walking down a fenceline in a field (in heels!) with a guy who brought me there--I've been there before. I play with the trained piglets and scoot them down a walkway between two barn buildings so we can feed them. Then there's a dead body I saw from Bones with eewy maggots.//Then I am in some industrial loft and joining the business. I get hired to re-decorate several famous residences. Then some guy comes and gives me $2.5 million to decorate his place and whatever I don't spend I can keep. Woohoo. The loft is ok. People are nice enough.//Don't go into creepy houses.//Check out markets and architecture in Paris and go to Las Vegas. Something about a giant flea market outside of LA.//Why am I on a farm?

Anyway, I thought I'd forget about the dream...but I am not sure why. Usually I write them down in a notebook I have next to the bed. I've been a dream keeper for about fifteen years. After keeping them for so long, perhaps I have learned to analyze while sleeping?

But speaking of bad ghost stories (not that I was), I came across a post by Dean Radin from the Institue of Noetic Sciences. Here's the whole post. But I was most interested in this paragraph:

One might think that purely out of curiosity the DoD might allocate

say, 0.1% of their annual budget to study what happens after

death, vs. the hundreds of billions a year spent each year on technologies

designed to produce death: 99.9% devoted to the death machine,

0.1% to the follow-up question, then what? Seems reasonable to me.

Entangled Minds post from 21 January 2008

It isn't that I have much to say about psychic phenomena and the study thereof, but I do think that the DoD funding should also do more than find new ways to produce destruction. [Sorry for the soapbox from nowhere.]

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So the genealogy thing.

I discovered I hate typing information into the computer. It is annoying and tedious. But researching databases online is a frustration of a different kind. Say you are looking up person X. Sometimes you find squat. Sometimes you find partial information. But sometimes, you get sixty listings for the same person: 1) posted multiple times; 2) with alternate spelling/name; 3) with completely WRONG information; 4) only one spouse entered (if multiple); 5) terrible legiblity/spelling ability of census information; 6) a name with no information at all.

I'm surprised I've gotten anywhere.

a foodie moment: cheese and PSAs

Moon: waxing crescent. 8% full

I love cheese--not Velveeta or processed American cheese-food, but real cheese. I don't get to eat good cheese all the time, but every once in a while a splurge is in order.

Places to splurge: Zingerman's and iGourmet

No one on earth bakes better breads than Zingerman's! I highly recommend the Pain de Montagne--and get the giant loaf...it is perfect. Oh, and the chocolate sourdough and the chocolate cherry breads are wonderful too!

Zingerman's has cheeses and gift baskets and brownies as well as all kinds of "foodie" items. I can recommend their pomegranate molasses for pork roasts and turkey!

Oh, and if you happen to zoom through Ann Arbor, Michigan, stop by the store or the restaurant. Sometimes you could get lucky and happen upon their homemade chocolate marshmallows!

iGourmet is an online foodie store where hard-to-find items are in one place. I've been looking all over to find someone who actually carried Mimolette--and they've got it! Yay.

Cheeses I want to try:

Saxonshire--a five layer cheese alternating yellow/white cheeses: double gloucester, caerphilly, cheshire, leicester, cheddar
Mimolette--a round cheese resembling a cantaloupe inside and out with a nutty flavor. This cheese can come aged just a few months to about 18 months or so. Most people seem to enjoy them aged over a year.
Chimay Vieux--a Trappist Monk cheese with a hazelnut taste (I like Chimay beer, so I thought this might be interesting too.)

My favorite 80s Saturday Morning PSA