What haven't I told you?
I let
the first
U.S. punk compilation
slip out of
my hands. Album cover from
Rate Your Music.
Jean of
Jean’s
Musings – a lovely blog that I
recommend highly – has passed a meme my
way, a request to list five things that
you might not know about me. Given how
much I’ve revealed here, that’s a tall
order, but I think I can dredge up some
obscure facts.
*I once had a Secret
security
clearance. The think tank I
worked for did a lot of work for the
defense department and the library was
responsible for the classified document
collection. Getting the clearance was
nerve-wracking, as was the proximity to
potential national secrets. It was a
relief to leave it behind.
*Although we do have a television, I don't
watch it (this despite the fact that we've
had mysterious cable access in our last two
houses).
*Punk music was the soundtrack of my life for
a long time. I knew my now-husband was a good
match after we watched a movie that included
the song Viva Las Vegas. As we were leaving
the theater I told him “Every time I hear
that song I …” He finished the sentence,
“think of the Dead
Kennedys version?” That’s right.
Ahh, love.
*I got my license at 25 (or was that 26?),
but I don’t
drive. You wouldn’t want me
to. Trust me.
*Despite a lifelong allergy to cats, I have
never lived without at least one kitty,
except for a brief pet-free period in college
and graduate school. They are worth the
asthma, the itchy eyes, the mounds of
tissues.
An extra fact: I’ve got some recipes in the
Nov/Dec issue of Vegetarian
Times, along with a short
profile in the contributers column. Go to
your newsstand or local library and take a
look. I'll be putting up more information
on the Food
Writing section eventually.
If you have your own five facts, I'd love to
read them.
And for your listening pleasure, Viva Las
Vegas!
The first time
It's the first time I've been paid to write something that has been published. And it's totally different from what I do here.
Yay!
Don't worry. I'll be back to my regularly scheduled angst soon. Perhaps as early as tomorrow.
Flim flan
This weekend's project: a low-calorie flan. It's the most difficult. I've been playing with different combinations of ingredients, trying to keep things simple and natural. Flan is not normally on my list of desserts. And now I am tired of it.
The good news is that I think I've created a very tasty, relatively good for you flan. The bad news is that I haven't been able to write Part II of "All that jazz."
Until tomorrow ...
Taking what they're giving
'cos I occasionally work for a living (me,
that is, not C, who is pictured above).
My time has been consumed by a small
freelance writing job I picked up last week,
coming up with some popsicle recipes
accompanied by a short article for
Vegetarian
Times. It's been kind of fun
using my brain in a different way, though
it usually prefers a more leaden diet of
hairshirt nostalgia. Healthy orange
creamsicles or triple berry popsicles
lighten the mood a little too much.
But I'll take what I can get and I'm grateful
for the work.