Saturday, April 18, 2015

Diluting the Message

Ever watch an R-rated movie on network  TV or basic cable, and realize that half the dialogue has been bleeped, omitted, or replaced? Zack and Miri Make a Porno is on Comedy Central and it's actually sort of fascinating to see what is left out and what passes*. 

Of course, most of us have our own censoring process, articulated or not. Whether it's manners or fear, we do not say every thing that pops into our head. But how often does it mean that a message is lost? Does our etiquette or self-preservation mean that truth is left unspoken?

*Apparently sh!t can be used as a general noun, but not as a scatological term. Go figure.

Friday, April 17, 2015


"Let's see- what flavors do we got? Cinnamon apple...French vanilla...pumpkin pie. Oh, we got to do that!"

Another night of thunderstorms and tonight we've lost electricity.

The guys are enjoying the search for candles, and my house looks quite romantic.

Good thing I didn't start that load of laundry.

Thursday, April 16, 2015


Thunderstorms tonight.
Flashes of lightning and the thunder claps and rumbles.

Spouse's voice startles.
Out of place from the storm's chaos, neither loud nor wet.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

"I hope that's not a hostage"

Yes, I'm watching Die Hard again. It's a film full of lessons.
  • Hollering while shooting really improves your accuracy.
  • While you were shooting up Vietnam, your coworker may have been in junior high.
  • Double-crosses have a high rate of blowing up on you.
  • We can all do our part, even if it's driving a limo into an ambulance.
  • The same traits that make you a hero can make you very hard to live with.
What else have you learned from this classic?

Tuesday, April 14, 2015


I've got a number of events I'm planning for work, and I sent out evites to possible participants. RSVPs were scarcely trickling in. Rumor has it that the RSVP is dead, but this was worse than usual.

On Sunday I learned that almost no one had seen the messages.  No, they weren't just ignoring the invitations or postponing a decision--responsible souls had no idea I had sent anything. I'm guessing it was a widespread junk/spam folder issue.

So I spent part of today today reworking the invitations into email form and sending them on to the affected parties. The RSVPs may not be automatically tallied, but at least I am hearing back from people.

Sometimes the tools we think will simplify our lives don't really make it there. "Time savers" take extra time.  Inanimate apps can seem to thwart us. (And then we realize how ridiculous we sound, and do our best to fix things and get over ourselves. Probably with a little stomping and cussing.)

Monday, April 13, 2015

Pizza Is Grilled Cheese, Right?

We're told that today is National Grilled Cheese Day.

Mmm, grilled cheese. Those are good. But there's no sliced bread in the house.

But we made pizza--on the grill!

Sourdough crust that's been curing in the fridge for a few days, veggies, anchovies, and three kinds of cheese-a little sharp cheddar for bite, a bunch of Scamorza (think smoked mozzarella), and some freshly grated Parmesan Reggiano.

So very delish! Since we can make a big batch of dough and have it last several days, pizzas on the grill may become the go-to meal, especially if I can convince one of the young men in my house to do the grilling while I stay in the air conditioning.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Twenty Years, More or Less

A little over twenty years ago, I saw Pulp Fiction on a date. It was over the top, overly bloody, but a few lines became part of our common dialogue.

It's on now and I'm half-watching, half-listening as I do some late-night renovations on the house I bought with that date (now spouse), while he and our kids sleep.

I haven't seen it many times over the years, but we've got the album, so the soundtrack is familiar. Music to work to, with goofy dialogue amidst the ultraviolence.