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September 10, 2006

Where I've Been

Laying low, mostly. Finished Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close and Me Talk Pretty One Day. Currently reading Magical Thinking. Getting caught up on season two of Veronica Mars. Currently watching the semifinals and finals of the U.S. Open on the Tivo. I already know who's won the tournament but it'll still be good to watch the matches.

Was in Philly for part of Labor Day weekend while Mr. Arkadin was at a conference. Had a cheesesteak at Pat's King of Steaks. Went to the Rodin Museum, which was wonderful. Great art reminds me that there is still beauty and humanity in this world. Which was good, because getting through airport security these days turns me into a misanthrope. Forgot to pack my cosmetics in my checked luggage. I wish that the confiscation of my mascara really did contribute to national security, but it's just a stupid, pointless exercise.

Work's been busy. It seems that certain attorneys consider me their particular librarian, and they've all been calling me for help. It's flattering, but at the same time alarming. It's like, holy crap, they trust me to find what they need? Thank goodness for my colleagues, who let me run my ideas by them.

Went thrift store shopping yesterday with Mrs. Minch. The economy must be slowing down, as there were slim pickings for anything decent at the Junior League shop.

Stopped by to have a look at our condo that's supposed to be ready in two months. So far not much seems to be in place except for the gleaming bathtub. Not too worried yet. I should go check out paint samples in the meantime.

Yours, &c., LC at 10:42 PM | Slice o' Life | TrackBack (0)

September 19, 2006

Ebb and Flow

I've been troubleshooting the DSL connection at home. It's very frustrating when things don't work and you don't really know why. Actually, the DSL is working now, but it's restoring the network that is now the issue. Working on this stuff - and being unable to fix it - makes me sorely vexed. I just want things to work, dammit - is that so much to ask?

Lately I've been of two minds about blogging. Granted, there's never really been much focus here, but I've been floundering of late. I need to rethink what I'd like to do in this space.

Yours, &c., LC at 10:48 AM | Slice o' Life | TrackBack (0)

September 21, 2006

Amy Sedaris' Cupcakes

Recipe here.

From the forthcoming book I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence.

As listed on AmySedarisRocks.com:

Amy Sedaris' Cupcakes

1 ½ sticks of unsalted butter
1 ¾ cups of sugar

Beat well, then add:

2 large eggs
2 Teaspoons of pure vanilla
½ teaspoon of salt
2 ½ teaspoons of baking powder
2 ½ cups of flour
1 ¼ cups of milk

Beat well, fill cups, and bake at 375 degrees for 18-20 minutes. You should get 24. I get 18, 'cause I'm doing something wrong.

Frosting

1 box of Domino confectionary sugar
¼ cup half-and-half
1 teaspoon of pure vanilla
(Note from webmaster: I like to add a stick of unstalted butter to the frosting. It makes a rich buttercream, which tastes exactly like the buttercream frosting on the cupcakes that I bought from Amy a couple years ago {pictured on left}. While I haven't tried it myself yet, I've heard that the recipe without butter makes a thinner, more glaze-like icing.)

Whip for a while, color if you want.

Yours, &c., LC at 06:02 PM | Food | TrackBack (0)

September 22, 2006

Let there not be a real evacuation today.

Yesterday was the annual evacuation drill for my building. For those of us who were willing to do so, we could walk the emergency stairs all the way down. Those of us not inclined could take the elevators. I chose to walk from 55 all the way down to ground level - which is more than 55 flights of stairs, incidentally.

Today I'm shuffling around like an old man. I feel like I'm in that Brady Bunch episode where Mike and Carol trade parenting jobs and find that at the end of the day, they are equally exhausted and having to hold onto each other just to stay upright.

For many reasons I hope I don't ever have to evacuate for real. Without many people in the stairwell I can get down to ground level in approximately 22 minutes. But with the whole building population taking the stairs, it would take much, much longer.

At present, I especially, most fervently hope there isn't an actual evacuation, because today I would be one of those slow people I was stuck behind yesterday on the stairs.

Yours, &c., LC at 10:55 AM | Slice o' Life | TrackBack (0)

Pride and Prejudice: The Music Video

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September 24, 2006

"Help! My Husband Is In Love With a 19th-Century Authoress!"

Of all the problems to have...

AN ODD KIND OF JEALOUSY
Fri Sep 22, 12:06 PM ET

DEAR MARGO: My dilemma is really simple. I happen to love a certain 19th-century authoress and have read every biography I can find about her.
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Ever since I was 14 years old and read her classic novel "Pride and Prejudice," I have been bewitched. She is a lady and a half, the gilder of my heart, the best woman I am sorry I never met.

I was recently at a party with my wife and was asked why I like Jane Austen so much. (The question actually was why I am so "obsessed.") I responded to the question with vigor and as eloquently as a man "in love" can be allowed.

The problem is my wife. She is crazy jealous and has suggested that I should be married to Lady J.A. instead of her; that I never seem to have that glow in my eyes when speaking of her as I do when speaking of the great Miss Austen of Steventon, 1775-1817.

I am sure, Margo, you would join me in declaring my wife a little over the top and unreasonable about this. Is there a way you could articulate why this jealousy is irrational?

--- DEVOTEE OF JANE AUSTEN

DEAR DEV: I think the only time a woman can legitimately be jealous of another female, no longer alive, is when the deceased had been her husband's great love and left said man a widower. (My own husband gets moony over Dawn Upshaw and Mme. Curie, but since I can neither sing nor understand nuclear physics, I harbor no competitive urges.)

To quote another author, Dickens, Ms. Austen is "dead as a doornail," so perhaps you could follow that avenue to talk a little "Sense and Sensibility" into your green-eyed wife.

Were I she, I should feel lucky that your most beloved author is a woman who understands women so well. Maybe try reading "Persuasion" out loud to each other, and she might come to share your passion.

--- MARGO, AUTHORITATIVELY

Yours, &c., LC at 10:21 PM | Jane | TrackBack (0)

September 28, 2006

Atlanta, as covered in the national media

I skimmed the NY Times in the breakroom during lunch and noticed the following in the National Brief section:

Georgia: Making Do With What’s at Hand

By THE ASSOCIATED PRESS

Three masked men robbed a suburban Atlanta sex shop after restraining the employees with black fur handcuffs and silver leg irons taken from the store shelves, the police said. The authorities said the men stole $230 from the cash register at the Starship Enterprise novelty store, along with several jewelry scales valued at $700 and a set of car keys. No one was hurt.


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