Mama needs a new pair of shoes
Nov. 5th, 2005 08:45 pmSaw Proof last night, which was mostly good but partly disturbing, just in the sense that you walk out of the theater wondering if you're destined to go batshit at some point in your life. But I do have to finally admit to myself that I really like Gwyneth Paltrow on screen. I really, really dislike the way she presents herself--or is presented--in public and in the media, but I always end up liking her performances. Damn youuuuu, Paltrowwwww!
Before that we got pizza at Donato's, where I spilled an entire paper tumbler of Coke and ice but magically managed to miss 1) myself, 2) my clothes, 3) my dining partner, and 4) anything else that couldn't easily be wiped up with a napkin. Given that I am the Spill Queen, this is astonishing. Then I went and got a refill and spilled that right in front of the machine. ("Aww, swing and a miss!" said the guy behind me sympathetically. I would have appreciated it, except that I was too busy going, "What the hell are you talking about?") I managed to get out of there without wearing my food, which, again: astonishing. Unfortunately, we were deaf by the time we left, because we had managed to come on the one night a very young girls' soccer team decided to have its awards dinner--young enough that we got the normal cheering-type screaming every time someone got a trophy for Best Pigtails or Best Grass Stains or whatever, but also just random, earsplitting, whatthefuck shrieking.
So then, the movie, and then, shoe-shopping. The Lovely Emily is a terrible enabler, by the way--we always go shopping to find something specific that she wants, but I'm the one who ends up buying something. In this case, it was the cutest pair of Skechers ever--these, but in black and white. I still need a more athletic pair of sneakers, and probably something cute but warmer for when it's really cold, but the immediate shoe problem has been solved.
Speaking of shopping: I have learned that no matter what I say, no matter how weird it is, someone--or even several someones--will be like, "OMG ME TOO!" So I am going to talk about clothes, and how I fail at clothes, and I am not going to feel bad about it.
I just like to be comfortable. That's the bottom line. I don't go out much--well, I mean, I go out of the house, but I don't Go Out--and I'm proportioned in a hobbity fashion on top of that, so trendy stuff is usually right out. Which means that I neither have the need nor the inclination to change my wardrobe a lot, and it means I'm sort of pleasantly frumpy, but I don't really care, because when I'm trying to write, the hills do not need to be alive with the sound of fidgeting. T-shirts, solid colors, jeans, beat-up sneakers. Mostly blue, sometimes purple, although I went out of my way to get other colors this time.
Because that's the thing--I looked up and realized that, while holes and threadbare patches might be considered charming at home, it's going to be a bad scene if my entire wardrobe, such as it is, falls apart in the spin cycle. I got the first half of my advance last summer and spent a lot of that on a new computer; I got the second half this summer, after I turned in the manuscript, so I figured, okay, this year's major expense? Clothes. Like, enough that I don't have to do laundry twice a week just to have something to wear.
Also, I have no winter coat--I had a flabby oatmeal-colored fleece jacket that was sort of eh, and then last winter I got my stylin' black sweater coat, but... "YOU NEED SOMETHING WITH A LINING," as my mother insisted; I think she's been watching a little too much Day After Tomorrow, but with the hurricane season we've had, I'm not really in a position to argue with her.
So I bought a Berber coat in a soft green ("fir") that makes me look like a Pevensie (Queen Susan the Woolly?), and is awesome; a really pretty blue chenille sweater coat; a couple of really nice sweaters; and umpteen frillion v-neck tops of various textures and colors, short- and long-sleeved. (What? They were having a buy 2 get 1 free deal). I bought other necessities as well, of which we shall not speak here. The jeans I ordered on a trial basis were crap--thin material, and not so much bootcut as bellbottomy, so I'm trying again somewhere else. And then I got the shoes last night--I wanted something sneakery and then possibly Mary Janes, and managed to knock both out at once for the win.
So: dinner, movie, shopping. Then we went to the Garage, which as one of my out-of-town professors told us, was ranked (by Esquire? GQ? Somewhere in that neighborhood) as one of the top five bars in the world. It's the atmosphere, is what it is: the courtyard is formed by walls of, literally, garages, fronted with glass so you can see all the antiques (mostly white plaster statuary) stacked inside. The courtyard roof is like an arbor, draped with vines and Christmas lights. The courtyard itself is a jumbly maze of broken statuary, wrought iron chairs, wobbly stone tables, dead leaves and headless cupids. Also, they serve sandwiches. And based on the whiskey sour I had last night, which was more like a glass of whiskey that might have been daydreaming of sour mix before I interrupted it, it wouldn't surprise me if they made the top five based on the bartender's heavy hand alone.
Speaking of New Orleans: Shortcuts alleged in building levees. "Several of the levees that flooded New Orleans may have been built with shoddy materials or by contractors who took shortcuts to save money, an investigator told Congress Wednesday." I'm not even surprised by any of this anymore.
elbales: "STAB. (It's a link to a heinously selfish and idiotic patent application.)" Forget selfish--it's a patent that, if granted, will spark a massive, panicked attempt to patent every imaginable plot (Disney alone would be all over this), at which point no one will be able to publish anything. If the patent office doesn't laugh in this guy's face, we are all totally fucked.
Search for Escaped Inmate Goes Nationwide.
French Police Arrest 250 As Arson Grows.
im_so_awkward: Australia may solve Ripper mystery. I'm actually a huge Ripper buff (despite having been suckered by the Maybrick diaries--shut up!), so this will be very interesting, if they can find a DNA match.
Ashlee Simpson is an ass at McDonald's. With subtitles.
Federline Rap Posted on Internet.
Audioscrobbler. I wish they had a plug-in for MusicMatch, but Launchcast will do for now. I spent so much time on Launchcast back in the day that it's pretty finely tuned to my tastes, and since it won't involve me listening to the same song 600 times in a row, it'll probably be less embarrassing as well. I need to weed out the "What the hell?" songs it came up with, though ("Sex Dwarf"? TWICE?). Also, this on the front page won me over:
New wands and "school supplies" at Alivan's. And new items at the Noble Collection as well--Hermione's Yule Ball earrings and the Triwizard Cup chief among them.
Daniel Radcliffe (16) dating an Irish hairstylist (23)?
ceinwyn_1: ‘Lost’ plane passenger to pen novel.
Stock up, kids: "Coca-Cola Co., the world's largest soft drink maker, said on Friday it would phase out its Vanilla Coke, Vanilla Diet Coke and Diet Coke With Lemon beverages in the United States by end of this year. Coca-Cola added that it plans to introduce Diet Black Cherry Vanilla Coke and Black Cherry Vanilla Coke in the United States in January 2006." Hey, you know what's really good? A squeeze of fresh lemon in actual, regular Coke.
Porncasts Appear on Video-Playing iPod.
A bad review of the book in Total Film. I'm sad not because it's a bad review per se, but because actually getting a review in Total Film would have been a great opportunity to make people aware of the book, except that... they're telling them not to buy it. Apparently they're saying that they're funnier than the book--they did a Lord of War parody, although much briefer. Which is kind of assy--like, pan the book, but at least pretend like you're reviewing it objectively.
If Total Film will deign to review it, then, could y'all keep an eye on Empire? I'm curious to see if they'll review it too, and give it a yea or nay.

Before that we got pizza at Donato's, where I spilled an entire paper tumbler of Coke and ice but magically managed to miss 1) myself, 2) my clothes, 3) my dining partner, and 4) anything else that couldn't easily be wiped up with a napkin. Given that I am the Spill Queen, this is astonishing. Then I went and got a refill and spilled that right in front of the machine. ("Aww, swing and a miss!" said the guy behind me sympathetically. I would have appreciated it, except that I was too busy going, "What the hell are you talking about?") I managed to get out of there without wearing my food, which, again: astonishing. Unfortunately, we were deaf by the time we left, because we had managed to come on the one night a very young girls' soccer team decided to have its awards dinner--young enough that we got the normal cheering-type screaming every time someone got a trophy for Best Pigtails or Best Grass Stains or whatever, but also just random, earsplitting, whatthefuck shrieking.
So then, the movie, and then, shoe-shopping. The Lovely Emily is a terrible enabler, by the way--we always go shopping to find something specific that she wants, but I'm the one who ends up buying something. In this case, it was the cutest pair of Skechers ever--these, but in black and white. I still need a more athletic pair of sneakers, and probably something cute but warmer for when it's really cold, but the immediate shoe problem has been solved.
Speaking of shopping: I have learned that no matter what I say, no matter how weird it is, someone--or even several someones--will be like, "OMG ME TOO!" So I am going to talk about clothes, and how I fail at clothes, and I am not going to feel bad about it.
I just like to be comfortable. That's the bottom line. I don't go out much--well, I mean, I go out of the house, but I don't Go Out--and I'm proportioned in a hobbity fashion on top of that, so trendy stuff is usually right out. Which means that I neither have the need nor the inclination to change my wardrobe a lot, and it means I'm sort of pleasantly frumpy, but I don't really care, because when I'm trying to write, the hills do not need to be alive with the sound of fidgeting. T-shirts, solid colors, jeans, beat-up sneakers. Mostly blue, sometimes purple, although I went out of my way to get other colors this time.
Because that's the thing--I looked up and realized that, while holes and threadbare patches might be considered charming at home, it's going to be a bad scene if my entire wardrobe, such as it is, falls apart in the spin cycle. I got the first half of my advance last summer and spent a lot of that on a new computer; I got the second half this summer, after I turned in the manuscript, so I figured, okay, this year's major expense? Clothes. Like, enough that I don't have to do laundry twice a week just to have something to wear.
Also, I have no winter coat--I had a flabby oatmeal-colored fleece jacket that was sort of eh, and then last winter I got my stylin' black sweater coat, but... "YOU NEED SOMETHING WITH A LINING," as my mother insisted; I think she's been watching a little too much Day After Tomorrow, but with the hurricane season we've had, I'm not really in a position to argue with her.
So I bought a Berber coat in a soft green ("fir") that makes me look like a Pevensie (Queen Susan the Woolly?), and is awesome; a really pretty blue chenille sweater coat; a couple of really nice sweaters; and umpteen frillion v-neck tops of various textures and colors, short- and long-sleeved. (What? They were having a buy 2 get 1 free deal). I bought other necessities as well, of which we shall not speak here. The jeans I ordered on a trial basis were crap--thin material, and not so much bootcut as bellbottomy, so I'm trying again somewhere else. And then I got the shoes last night--I wanted something sneakery and then possibly Mary Janes, and managed to knock both out at once for the win.
So: dinner, movie, shopping. Then we went to the Garage, which as one of my out-of-town professors told us, was ranked (by Esquire? GQ? Somewhere in that neighborhood) as one of the top five bars in the world. It's the atmosphere, is what it is: the courtyard is formed by walls of, literally, garages, fronted with glass so you can see all the antiques (mostly white plaster statuary) stacked inside. The courtyard roof is like an arbor, draped with vines and Christmas lights. The courtyard itself is a jumbly maze of broken statuary, wrought iron chairs, wobbly stone tables, dead leaves and headless cupids. Also, they serve sandwiches. And based on the whiskey sour I had last night, which was more like a glass of whiskey that might have been daydreaming of sour mix before I interrupted it, it wouldn't surprise me if they made the top five based on the bartender's heavy hand alone.
Speaking of New Orleans: Shortcuts alleged in building levees. "Several of the levees that flooded New Orleans may have been built with shoddy materials or by contractors who took shortcuts to save money, an investigator told Congress Wednesday." I'm not even surprised by any of this anymore.
Search for Escaped Inmate Goes Nationwide.
French Police Arrest 250 As Arson Grows.
Ashlee Simpson is an ass at McDonald's. With subtitles.
Federline Rap Posted on Internet.
Audioscrobbler. I wish they had a plug-in for MusicMatch, but Launchcast will do for now. I spent so much time on Launchcast back in the day that it's pretty finely tuned to my tastes, and since it won't involve me listening to the same song 600 times in a row, it'll probably be less embarrassing as well. I need to weed out the "What the hell?" songs it came up with, though ("Sex Dwarf"? TWICE?). Also, this on the front page won me over:
What you get when you sign up:Harry Potter and the Cover of EW. "'I felt the children were rather...oh, stiff,' says Newell, 63. 'My view is that children are violent, dirty, corrupt anarchists. I was very anxious that [the franchise] break out of this goody-two-shoes feel.'"
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New wands and "school supplies" at Alivan's. And new items at the Noble Collection as well--Hermione's Yule Ball earrings and the Triwizard Cup chief among them.
Daniel Radcliffe (16) dating an Irish hairstylist (23)?
Stock up, kids: "Coca-Cola Co., the world's largest soft drink maker, said on Friday it would phase out its Vanilla Coke, Vanilla Diet Coke and Diet Coke With Lemon beverages in the United States by end of this year. Coca-Cola added that it plans to introduce Diet Black Cherry Vanilla Coke and Black Cherry Vanilla Coke in the United States in January 2006." Hey, you know what's really good? A squeeze of fresh lemon in actual, regular Coke.
Porncasts Appear on Video-Playing iPod.
A bad review of the book in Total Film. I'm sad not because it's a bad review per se, but because actually getting a review in Total Film would have been a great opportunity to make people aware of the book, except that... they're telling them not to buy it. Apparently they're saying that they're funnier than the book--they did a Lord of War parody, although much briefer. Which is kind of assy--like, pan the book, but at least pretend like you're reviewing it objectively.
If Total Film will deign to review it, then, could y'all keep an eye on Empire? I'm curious to see if they'll review it too, and give it a yea or nay.
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Date: 2005-11-06 02:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-06 04:36 pm (UTC)cleo: i share your aversion to gwyn, but i think what really gets my goat is that she keeps buying up/getting cast in properties that are close to my heart, and is at best miscast (if not horribly miscast) in them. she was too skinny/pretty for possession (then again, the sheer amount of badness associated with that movie kept me away), and i've similarly stayed away from proof because even the actors/factors i like in it seem wrong for the property, with the exception of hope davis. i'm hoping the film version of the passion remains in turnaround.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:03 am (UTC)Friended your audioscrobbler, hope you don't mind.
I have no idea about clothes, really. I don't like the fashionable clothes - there seems to be a trend of having trousers that come too low and tops that come too high and it's DISGUSTING. If it's comfortable, I'll wear it. If it's green, that's a bonus.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:03 am (UTC)Vary with tshirts. I like tees with cute things on them but very rarely find them in a size that fits over the boobage.
Being short and chesty and round in the areas that Latin men seem to like doesn't lend me to being a style icon :D I figure, if it's unstained, only moderately covered in dog fur, I'm ahead of the game. I'll wear sandles or flipflops unless there's frost or snow on the ground. I'm really just an overgrown hippie beach bum.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:04 am (UTC)Yeah - me too. (hides)
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:05 am (UTC)Comfortable? Check.
T-shirts, solid colors, jeans, beat-up sneakers. Mostly blue? Check.
Umpteen frillion v-neck tops of various textures and colors, short- and long-sleeved? Check.
I'm with you, sister. :)
(Current attire: blue trakkies, white tank top, sitting on bed, researching essay.)
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:10 am (UTC)That IS good.
Also, the Ashlee vid is hilarious. I love the part where they stated she'd been in a bar first. She was obviously drunk by the time she went to McD's. *shakes head* kids these days...LMAO
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Date: 2005-11-06 08:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-06 03:11 am (UTC)Also, would someone please cut Rupert Grint's hair?
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:13 am (UTC)Would his twenty-three-year-old girlfriend like him then? No. I think not.
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Date: 2005-11-06 04:21 am (UTC)And then I felt like his mother.
But apparently I'm not too old to date him, so, hey.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:16 am (UTC)My previous favourite pair were authentically vintage 70s bellbottoms (gotta love stealing your uncle's old clothes). I wore those until they fell apart as well.
And AudioScrobbler (http://www.last.fm/user/sapphires13/) totally owe me a pony **cries**
Well, I'd prefer a horse, to be honest.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:23 am (UTC)I thought I was the only one with Musicmatch! It's the program that my MP3 player was compatible with.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:27 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:23 am (UTC)Erm. Yes.
Also, I totally agree on the clothes issue. After doing a huge load of was this weekend, I realise that 6 pairs of jeans and 20 t-shirts is probably not the best of all wardrobes.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:32 am (UTC)Yeah, I think he's just an idiot. Thanks.
P.S. Dan Radcliffe has chicken neck in that photo. I think he's about to peck something.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:33 am (UTC)In re: the Ripper thing - do you (or anyone reading this) have a recc for One Good Book on the topic, which gives a nice overview without backing only one guy for Ripper? I am looking for an xmas gift for an odd friend....grazi.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:39 am (UTC)it will get shot down. it hasent even been examined yet. only reason it sufaced was that the non-pub order was recinded.
oh please.... [in response to my "the fact that someone would even try is kinda WTF]
method of exercising a cat: using a laser pen; method of swinging on a swing: obvious; method of feeding a cat: give it a bird.
all of them PATENTED.
well... the swing one has a funny story. it was filed by a patent attorney, on behalf of his kid. As a way to show his son what he did for a living.
he never thought it would go through. once it did... he did a reexam and nullified all the claims. so in essence, it wasnt patented any more.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:42 am (UTC)Back in high school a friend and I were seated next to a group of (young) girls for lunch, and we were trying to come up with the proper collective noun for such groups. I suggested a "gaggle" of girls, and my friend tweaked it to a "giggle" of girls. This was so plainly the proper word that we never discussed it again, having resolved the matter.
Then we went to the Garage, which as one of my out-of-town professors told us, was ranked (by Esquire? GQ? Somewhere in that neighborhood) as one of the top five bars in the world.
If you ever make it north of the Mason-Dixon line, and you have some cash to burn, try out The Tavern on the Green (http://69.0.173.64/tg1003/newsite/index.asp?headinfo=home) in Central Park. I got to go there free as part of the American Physical Society meeting a few years ago, and it ROCKS. It has lights everywhere, and outstanding food.
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:43 am (UTC)also? i LOVE audioscrobbler something fierce. i'm such a stat hound, and something that proves how dorky my taste in music really is is a great, great thing. particularly when it shows the time i faffed up and left my music playing ONE SINGLE BAND ALL NIGHT like it will this week. *facepalm*
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Date: 2005-11-06 03:46 am (UTC)I've left Launchcast running for hours while I wasn't even listening just so I could rack up some songs to tag. V. sad. I will probably leave it running overnight as well.
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Date: 2005-11-06 04:01 am (UTC)I got MusicMatch with my computer, but for some reason I found it really confusing. Probably because I lose at computers.
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Date: 2005-11-06 04:26 am (UTC)That's odd timing, too, because I've only started *using* LaunchCast again this week, because I needed a hands-off way to keep music running while I tried to fool myself into thinking I was working on my nano.
(Is there any way to plug it in to LaunchCast *and* WinAmp, do you think? Because Launch doesn't have some of the more slightly obscure stuff I've got.)
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Date: 2005-11-06 04:46 am (UTC)Snakes On A Plane: Ft. Samuel L. Jackson
http://imdb.com/title/tt0417148/
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Date: 2005-11-06 06:02 am (UTC)Also, in terms of your physical build, it doesn't mean that you won't look good in some fashions. For instance, I am taller and a bit slimmer build than a friend of mine, who is short and more curvy - and she looks amazingly cute in those tiered ruffled tops that have been in style recently, whereas every single one of them makes me look awful. I am forever jealous of her Cute in those shirts and how I can't wear them without looking pregnant or dumpy. So don't go thinking you won't look good in something right away - try it anyway and see! Also, check out www.gojane.com - I buy cute shirts from there and they are really fun and cheap.
In other news, I am 100% positive that patent won't be granted. If it is, I give people permission to point fingers at me and taunt me about how I will never make a good lawyer.
Also, reading the Radcliffe/hairdresser article (if it's true) makes me feel kind of sorry for him somehow.
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Date: 2005-11-06 10:06 am (UTC)I'm not a lawyer, let alone an IP lawyer, so this isn't gospel. But from my dealings with the patent process my understanding is that you can get a patent granted for just about anything these days; rather than go through the trouble of rigorously examining every patent that comes before them, the patent offices will do a preliminary examination - in which they tell you which claims are likely to hold up - and then, if you're still determined to submit it, they'll happily take your money. The place where bad patents get broken these days seems to be after being granted, if somebody cares enough to go to court over it. (This is all sorts of wrong and pisses me off greatly.)
But it really doesn't need to be legally sound for Mr. Knight to make money out of this. After looking at this page (http://www.plotpatents.com/Value.htm), I think it looks suspiciously like a new variation of vanity publishing. The site uses some truly laughable pseudomathematical bullshit to 'prove' that the average story patent is worth $6k+ a year, and heavily encourages people to contact them for assistance in filing their own story patents.
Imagine how many people would be willing to call up Mr. Knight to look into filing story patents, if they thought their great ideas were worth that sort of money. (Appeal to laziness too - you don't have to write the story, just a brief synopsis.)
Now imagine Mr. Knight billing each and every one of those people for his expert advice, regardless of whether they do file those patents, let alone whether they hold up in court.
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Date: 2005-11-06 06:03 am (UTC)And Audioscrobbler seems pretty cool. I've been using it for a little while, and it's interesting to see what comes up on my playlist. Winamp can be very random at times.