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May 29, 2003

another bunch of little things. all mixed up, of corpse.

As it has already been noted, the Chicagobloggers took over El Cid last night.

as Joe, Lisa, Ray, and I determined, the side of the table closest to the doors covered home making topics, the side furthest from the doors seemed to be about rocking the house. you decide the specifics. I am very very glad to chat about quilting and spray cheese, myself, but at the same time, I was glad to be far, far away from the mariachi. La Bamba, indeed.

And, for the record, Kris, the topic of penises seems to always come up when we're at the same gathering. Unless men start talking about their privates as often as my sister's friends talk about their boobs, we (I?) have no way of knowing if penises themselves come up at the same gatherings.

hee.

of corpse, being picturepicture without a cameracamera means I have to wait to see photographs of this lively event. . . impatientimpatient!

so excited about all that linking, I forgot to add the other little things to this entry! Shame on me!

1) found my definitions again - today's word is motch : To eat little, slowly, quietly, and secretly; to consume or waste imperceptibly. Hence, motching, fond of dainties, with the idea of eating in secret. [Also] slow, quiet eating, with the idea of fondness for good living; imperceptible use, with the notion of thriftlessness.

I love that there's a word for that type of eating. motching, indeed. I'm going to motch all the time, now.

2) reading Gibson's newest. it's so good, I keep putting it down for fear of finishing it before I find another good book. seriously, I'm thrilled with every paragraph. it's unhealthy. I relate to Cayce so completely, I feel duped or something. As a middle schooler, I tore all the labels off my clothes, filed the buttons and rivets on my jeans until they were flat, shaving my brows and hair until I was the most label-less, gender-less, blameless....not that Cayce is quite so severe. I just can relate to her branding allergy - and I love how Gibson constructs her, how he reveals her. her thoughts and concerns and actions are all so ... normal, so....well, something I can relate to. Makes me wonder what people see in the bridget jones books of the world.

3) halfway through the BBC's Tipping the Velvet miniseries. I wish I liked it better. I wish I was watching it in a country that didn't find nipples and dildos so threatening to television viewers. but eh, it's better than watching Christopher Lowell or The View when you're stuck in sickbed.

Posted by Heather at May 29, 2003 12:35 PM

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