I’m sorry for all the sparks recently, but I couldn’t resist this one. Enjoy!

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One of my sisters (#4) has been known to wax poetic about the fact that, in this current day and age, people are obsessed with themselves. Hence, “i-” products (iPod, iLife, iBrator, iWannaCookie, &c.). When I heard about Apple’s migration of .Mac to MobileMe, I couldn’t conceive of telling her (myname@me.com just sounds so pretentious). […]

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Per my initial outreach last week, I have created a new group on flickr:
A Certain Slant of Light
The name, of course, is shamelessly stolen from the poem by Emily Dickinson. The purpose of the group is to provoke opportunities for creativity (I need the extra bit of discipline that comes from making commitments to […]

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CatGirl and I are training up to LA tomorrow to see the Amy Sol exhibit at the ThinkSpace Gallery.  She’s one of our favorite contemporary artists–she inspires CatGirl’s art and my stories.  We’ve been waiting for this for months.  We’re also planning to hit the Farmer’s Market and Little Tokyo (including a possible lunch with […]

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So often recently there have been news reports of people who use the internet to stalk people. Here’s a story about how one girl used the internet to find her rapists and prove their guilt. It’s the story of a horrendous act, and a girl’s courage to confront her smug attackers. She’s not named (she […]

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We’ve covered ultra short SF stories. Now, to memoirs. The specific topic is green memoirs but I think any memoir will do.
Mine:
Courtyard: a communal herb garden. Gone.

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Tonight’s menu:
Pain Perdu aux Deux Tomates & Parmesan (Two Tomatoes and Parmesan French Toast)
Crumble de Courgettes, Figues & Mozarella (Zucchini Crumble with Figs and Mozzarella)
Île Flottante aux Praline Roses (Floating Island with Candied Almonds)
Most of the preparation went well. The tomatoes and zucchini were from our garden. While prepping the crumble, I shared […]

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My mother is a very accomplished sewer. When I was a kid, she frequently made clothes for us kids. But I was embarassed to wear them and if it ever got out that my mom made an article, it was cause for much teasing.
Now that I’m getting in touch with my inner sewer, I’m still […]

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