| run tell all the angels this may take all night |
[Nov. 8th, 2009|03:39 pm] |
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2,285 words on Grail, for a total of 3800 words total.
Writer goal for this book: release the ego and just write the book. It will be the best book I can make it, and killing myself worrying will just make it an book that's not good for me.
Today, I got Perceval out of a nice swim in a radioactive river and ruined Benedick's breakfast. Life is good.
Look, it's the return of the progress bar!
3800 / 100000 words. 4% done!
And I guess I'll wander over to novel_in_90 and chart my progress there. |
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| Cats, Cats, Cats! |
[Nov. 8th, 2009|01:21 pm] |
Okay, someone asked for cats, and there’s just no way I can pass up an excuse to post more pictures of my boys. Cairo and Oslo have been keeping me company during my post-WFC cold, and, as always, are a constant source of joy.
First up, one of Oslo’s most interesting sleep positions. Yes, he was actually asleep like this:
( Read the rest of this entry » )Originally published at jennreese.com. You can comment here or there. |
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[Nov. 8th, 2009|09:09 am] |
Thanks for all the weight-training tips over at my last entry, you guys! The message that's resonating most with me is I should get at least a few sessions with an expert so I don't explode my own spine and rupture my spleen. That makes sense. My local YMCA has reasonably-priced sessions for beginners, so I'll probably go that route.
What I'm looking for is something to do while I'm trying to find a new martial arts school, and I've been looking since May, when I decided my perfectly good kung fu school wasn't quite what I wanted. Watching my body slide back into its sedentary condition is getting depressing. So, it's either find a school or do something else. I'm pretty sure I've checked out every kung fu school around here, and it's discouraging to find schools that look great at first but turn out to have problems or just not be what I want (require contracts, or excessively kid-focused, or provide disinterested instruction, or focus on competition-style wushu, or do a 40-minute warm-up consisting of standing still in one position) so it's at least going to have to be a new martial art. Maybe kempo again, as I really do like kicking and punching. Especially punching. And forms. And weapons. And ... I'm talking an awful lot about martial arts instead of weight-training, aren't I?
Yeah.
Anyway, I appreciate the tips and advice, and I look forward to checking out the links to the training sites you guys sent me. Thanks again!
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| and those who choose to stay will live just one more day |
[Nov. 8th, 2009|11:18 am] |
Courtesy of ckd pointing it out Friday night, another entry in Signage: An Occasional Series:

And, I just gotta say: global climate change doubters? New England. Strawberries. In November.

That was my back yard this morning. I'm still getting salad out of it.
0.o
And now, back to Grail. |
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| [politics] The House and healthcare reform |
[Nov. 8th, 2009|06:58 am] |
I've been a bit distracted lately, oddly enough by healthcare, or I'd have had more to say about the HCR process in the House. There's lots to say now, much of it complaint. What the hell ever did happen to single payer, given that the Dems negotiated that away all by themselves? Why was the dreadful, pathetic Stupak-Pitts amendment even allowed to enter the process? Is the Senate serious about the six-month waiting period for the Public Option, which protects insurance companies while (sometimes fatally) victimizing voters?
But you know what? A few years ago we were debating whether to privatize Social Security. Now we're complaining that the proposed Public Option is flawed.
Guess which argument I'd rather have. Victory in politics is ever transient, but I think, for now at least, that sanity, goodwill and reason have prevailed. A hell of a change after all those years of Republican governance.
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| Officially Winter |
[Nov. 8th, 2009|01:07 pm] |
Not only did I have oatmeal for breakfast today (with raisins, pecans and maple syrup), but I've entered winter hoarding mode where it is essential that I buy everything in the grocery RIGHT NOW. (Seriously, fridge and freezer are busting as are my dry goods.)
Of course this means that I have stuff on hand to make a tasty dinner rather than doing a fry-up of meat and veg. Today's Sunday dinner shall be penne with shrimp, mushroom and broccoli in a cream sauce (nom nom nom - though the downside to buying cream is you need to eat meals with cream sauce all in a row. I wonder if I can freeze the cream.)
I'd like to call shennanigans on the latest episode of Project Runway. Gordana should have been in the final three. But honestly, this has been a totally rubbish season so I am glad they will be back in NYC next year. |
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| Am I right |
[Nov. 8th, 2009|12:43 am] |
in thinking Dian Girard = Dian Crayne = J. D. Crayne?
[clickity click]
I think that's a yes. |
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| [cancer] Heading toward the nacho-ectomy |
[Nov. 7th, 2009|08:04 pm] |
So I ease toward the surgery date. Plans are being made, logistics being logisted, visitors and loved ones to be accommodated, and I can already see my life narrowing in those things I now have to refuse or reconsider. Really, it's been a great day, but the truth of what comes next hangs over me like a 900 pound parakeet. The Fear is gone, but man, are there a lot of pieces.
And this is the calm before the storm.
(Thanks also to jaborwhalky for the icon.) |
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| stand by for more photographs of tea |
[Nov. 7th, 2009|10:43 pm] |
Thanks to everyone who came out for the book thingy yesterday.
Tomorrow, I start work on the next book thingy. I know you can't wait for the inevitable relentless bitching and cries of dismay that will emanate from my workspace, between intermittent thumping sounds.
I only have to write three books (and a bunch of short stuff) between now and October. Piece of cake, right? |
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[Nov. 7th, 2009|08:22 pm] |
Zenyatta!
Wins the Breeders' Cup Classic today, beating the boys in her first (and last, sounds like) attempt at the classic distance. Here's the replay, not that you'll see her much until the stretch: she's the big black horse--you may remember her from this helmet-cam workout video, yes?--with the yellow blanket and the jockey in green and pick. She's nowhere and nowhere and then--
And then.
Still perfect.
Oh, mare.
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Meanwhile, the new eventing dressage tests are now available to the public. Some interesting choices and changes made.
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| Pumpkin Autopsy |
[Nov. 7th, 2009|06:39 pm] |
The more I look at this photo, the more it disturbs me.
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| Carry that weight |
[Nov. 7th, 2009|03:24 pm] |
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Anybody have any tips/sites for someone (someone very much like myself, in fact) getting started with weight training? My goals are increasing my overall fitness and beauty. Mostly interested in stuff I can do on machines rather than free weights, since my apartment's gym has the former. |
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| The sound of little dogs, part two |
[Nov. 7th, 2009|01:33 pm] |
Silence, broken by screaming.
Mine.
In the match, Baxter vs. The Couch, The Couch not only lost its guts in the battle, but its small tear on the semi-attached back cushion has been ravaged. Polyester stuffing litters the floor, along with the basket of fake blooms that he abandoned in order to attack an innocent sofa that was Not Bothering Him At All.
I shall be face down on my pillow for the foreseeable future. Send chocolate. |
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