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.