Monday, April 14, 2014

Reading Challenge


For years I have been wanting to participate in this http://24hourreadathon.com/2014/03/31/april-2014-reader-sign-ups/ reading challenge but with multiple jobs I couldn't carve out time to make this happen. Now I have one, count 'em, one job and since I am still waiting to close on my new home, no house or errands to run on Saturday. That means I can read for twenty-four hours straight with nothing to distract me. If you don't want to join in the reading fun be sure to stop by Twitter and cheer me on.

For the next two weeks I will be compiling a reading list of books I want to try to read ....unless I am lured away by a completely random new egalley, of course. I will post a starter list soon.

As for next weekend, I will be making a trip to DC for http://awesomecondc.com with my new board game group friends.

Saturday, January 18, 2014

The Universe is trying to Tell Me Something

So I am moving to Richmond Virginia. My roommate moved in with her boyfriend, the part time job did away with my hours and I got an email about the Virginia job all in the same week. I am pretty sure the universe was trying to tell me something. I know this is the right thing but I will miss my friends so
much. 

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Roommate Ad and Craigslist Comedy

I was writing up my ad for a roommate today and went to Craigslist for ideas. Here are a few of my favorites.... From the extremely specific: "I'm a disabled, older single lesbian looking for same to share my home with." or "You need to have a job and be cool and relaxed, smoke and 420 friendly." To the very broad: "I'm lookin for one clean cut individual to share my home with." To the frugal: "Must be full time employed or full time student, I don't want someone sitting around the house all day running up the electricity." This one seems a little shady: "Prefer single female with or without children. (I am a) Single male 42 5'10 140" I feel this one could have set her standards a bit higher: "i would prefer single female no drugs,alcoholics or mentally disturbed." And these are hard to resist: "I DO NOT NEED THE MONEY SO I WOULD NOT CHARGE FOR RENT OR UTILITIES. MIGHT THROW IN SOME FREE MEALS BUT I WANT A BF GF RELATIONSHIP" or "Can trade rent for home cleaning and services rendered." And the upscale version: "I am a recently separated, business executive in my early 40's, in great shape, clean and fun loving. I am considered very attractive, with little to no time for the meet and greet at the local bar scene. I would like to find a young, attractive female to share my evenings with, we would be friends with benefits, in exchange for free rent in a low stress environment." Shockingly, I will not be using any of these in my ad. Tempting as it is.

Friday, August 16, 2013

TARA Kittens

This week I was bopping along, minding my own business and I am suddenly helping manage the foster homes for the animal rescue group I volunteer for. My goal had been to divest myself of many of my free time activities in order to deal with the escalating stress levels in my life. Sometimes I am my own worst enemy. Having said that, take a look at our kittens and see if there is anyone that strikes your fancy. Sparky was my last foster kitten and he is a sweetheart. Just sayin...

Sunday, February 24, 2013

2013 Oscar Menu

This year's Oscar party Menu. I am still trying to figure out how to name the Deviled Eggs and Crab Spread to reflect a nominee and am sad no one thought about guacamole since one of the shorts is Fresh Guacamole but these are the trials of being a party hostess. Any thoughts?

AMOUR CLOUD 
ARGO HUMMUS AND PITA
LES BREAD AND BRIE
LIFE OF “APPLE” PI 
MANGO UNCHAINED FRUIT SALAD
ROAST BEAST OF THE SOUTHERN WILD
SAUSAGE LINCOLNS
SILVER LINING POUND CAKE
ZERO DARK THIRTY TRUFFLES

I included recipes even though many of these have been parceled out to party attendees and my local bakery.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

For My Best Friend


6 am on the beach in Venice by William F. DeVault (1955- )

the clouds forming a ceiling that caps a feeling of grey.
greyness at the birth of the day...the sun wanting to play,
wanting so much to play, like a child at a locked gate.
waiting for the moment when the pin is slipped.

I saw a snail crossing the sidewalk in the aftermath
of a midnight rain. unaware that the path she took
was to death, for she did not know the concept of concrete
or car or crushing. just that for the moment, the trail
was wet enough for her to get the traction she needed.

and the loud man howled at the empty vendor stalls,
wrapped in his sleeping bag patched with a past
no one would never ask about and he probably doesn't recall.
I wonder if his mother knew when she kissed him to sleep
at night
a thousand lives ago
that he would wander the wasted echoes of a city,
shouting strange slogans that he alone knew the qaballah of.
mother's love forgotten.
his hair matted with sweat and dirt and Lord knows what else.

a surfer jogged at the edge of the waters, his neoprene cocoon
fitting him well as his bare feet left a path in the wet sand.
he carried his board beneath his left arm
and his short brown hair told me that in his secret identity
he probably had the office down the hall
and this was his escape from the mediocrity
that Thoreau warned us about.
before there was a benefit concert by millionare
rock stars to save his pond,
when any one of them
could have done it all by themselves.

and a strange pigeon flew through the hovering shore birds,
his wings slapping together as he applauded his courage
in crossing turf of a gang of birds not of a feather.
his mottled greys his colours, shown in defiance.
and the gulls barked at him in colourful curses
I did not understand (for my seabird is worse than my Spanish.)

and of the three winos on the canal, the cleanest one said good morning.
maybe he's new to the life, or maybe he has kept one foot
a meter over the line that demarcates that world of degradation
from this world of degradation.
maybe his anesthesic of choice even works better than mine.

and the vendor dragged a folding chair around,
fastening up the canvas flaps to get ready to display
his wares to a world of tourists there to see a world
they would never dare live in.

because it is just too weird. too strange. too dark.
too bright. too pierced. too tattooed
and too much like home to me, now.

From http://www.blackcatpoems.com/d/6_am_on_the_beach_in_venice.html

Monday, July 16, 2012

New Part Time Job

In order to make ends meet I have picked up a second part time job. I am working for a new start-up providing content for the social media accounts. Basically that means pinning http://pinterest.com/Bilbary/ and tweeting https://twitter.com/bilbary# and doing an occasional Facebook post https://www.facebook.com/bilbary. I have to say, I am really excited about this one because bilbary.com has made a commitment to support libraries. In fact, they are entering into a partnership with the Kansas State Library and part of the proceeds for each book purchased or rented will benefit libraries. The website is still in the beta phase but here are some of the things that will be coming soon: http://holding.bilbary.com/

If you care about libraries and you like the e-book format, you might want to consider purchasing your ebooks through bilbary.com.