misshepeshu: (Default)
Friends, I have engaged in some 150-proof nerdery in my life, but I think today takes the cake: I was sitting in a park with my boyfriend and a good buddy, both of whom I'd met via OkCupid. Waiting for Trek in the Park to start so I could watch their reenactment of Space Seed. While playing Magic: The Gathering. And not just any kind of Magic. ELDER DRAGON HIGHLANDER Magic.

Cut for those not even remotely interested in reading about the decks we were playing with )

Trek in the Park was, as promised, amazing and hilarious. The guy who played Bones had his comic timing down, and Scottie would've been even more stellar if the actor had any kind of outside voice worth mentioning. As it was, the brogue's over-the-top awesomeness made me laugh even without any audible, intelligible words. The guy who played Khan did it with just the right touch of campy flair. And all the mentions of the terrible, terrible worldwide eugenics wars and the War to End Tyranny in the 1990s drew quite a few belly-laughs from the crowd. All in all: a raucous good time.
misshepeshu: (Bork bork bork)
I've never had 100% whole wheat bread for dessert before, but I just did, and it was a goddamn religious experience. [livejournal.com profile] 2ce brought over some of his amazing whole wheat sandwich loaf, and I cut it into slabs, slathered (and I do mean slathered) the pieces in butter, browned them slightly in my toaster oven and then drizzled honey all over that shit.

Oh. My. God. This is probably my favorite home-made loaf, and definitely my favorite whole wheat bread. I want to drunkenly make out with this bread and then bashfully ask it to go steady with me--THAT'S how much I like it.

I need to learn the secrets of this loaf from Nick, and then make it, and transform the delicious slices into French bread and more of these amazing butter-and-honey slabs. In fact, if I ever start my own restaurant, I'd offer this bread as a dessert option--it'll come pre-toasted in butter, but I'd provide an assortment of honeys, syrups and fresh fruits in separate little containers for the customers to ladle over each bite so the bread doesn't get soggy.
misshepeshu: (Nerds are Hot)
My Away message on AIM/Gmail chat: "Look at me still talking when there’s science to do / When I look out there it makes me glad I’m not you / I’ve experiments to run, there is research to be done / On the people who are still alive"

[livejournal.com profile] jennekirby's Away message on AIM: "I'm doing science and I'm still alive."

[livejournal.com profile] ariiadne's Away message on AIM: "THE CAKE IS A LIE."
misshepeshu: (Bork bork bork)
Mushroom soup: Done!
Smoked goose and capon: Holy jebus. Yes.
Mocha rum cake: It's about all I can do to not chomp into it.
Creme brulee: Chillin' like villains. In the fridge. Where villains usually go, am I right.
Salad: All the constituent parts are done. All we need to do is pile them together to AWESOME EFFECT.
Salmon cornet(ish) things: Tartare is done, but we're still working on making the molds.
Salmon gnocchi: Still in process.
Angel food cake: BAKE FASTER, YOU WHORE.
Tartiflette: Just needs 20 minutes in the oven to melt the delicious, delicious cheese.

Invasion by East Coasters (aka Those People What Live in Oakland): they brought Mexican food. Including peppers stuffed with Thanksgiving leftovers passed through a food processor.

There are currently several people in the living room, and four of them are hooked up to video game musical instruments and rocking out very, very hard. I am amused.

Yes, I realize this is merely a more elaborate version of one of those "And then I had a pop tart for breakfast!" sorts of entries, but fuck y'all.

I rule

Sep. 13th, 2007 10:49 pm
misshepeshu: (Bork bork bork)
I just made the most amazing chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. No, I'm serious--they're really, REALLY good. You people need to kidnap me more often and tell me to make cupcakes for you. For serious.

Also, in an ongoing culinary puns-n-poets game with Beth, Jonathan and Jeff (which kicked off with Peanut Butter and Shelley), I came up with "Edgar Allen Poe' Boy." I am unduly proud of this. I also came up with Allen Ginsberger and fries. Ezra Poundcake, too, but somebody had already beat me to it. Maya Angelou Food Cake was kind of clumsy; I liked the Maya Flangelou variation that somebody else came up with much better.

Also also, Beth made me a scarf! It is bright purple and FUZZY. I want to curl up around it and purr like a kitten. I can't wait for an opportunity to wear it.

Also also also: Jeff and Beth kind of simultaneously said LANGSTON BOOZE. Holy shit.

Kitten news: she's back in one piece. Teeth are fixx0red and freshly cleaned, and my bank account is $257 poorer for it. Totally worth it, though.

In conclusion: I win at today.


Jul. 6th, 2007 07:05 pm
misshepeshu: (Tongue!)
My utterly adorable neighbor, S, while we were catching up on each other's 4th of July celebrations and the like, and I was telling her how I hadn't been home in a few days: "Yeah, we were telling a friend of ours about our neighbors and how we didn't meet you for the longest time, and how we thought it was because you were really shy and anti-social, but then it turns out it's because you're really, really social."


She's a veteran bungee jumper, and has offered to take me with them next time they go to the Mt. Hood jump. She (and her boyfriend and her roommate) are all Reedies, so they have access to the cabin the college owns up in that there parts. My neighbors: awesome. My glee: massive.
misshepeshu: (Blackbeard)
Ooofah. So tired. Didn't get back from Plunderathon until 5 a.m., and what's more, I woke up for some damn reason at 9:45 and couldn't get back to sleep, though I was too tired to actually get up. I was constantly in motion from about noon to well past midnight last night. My body hurts all over, though in a very pleasant way. All in all, I currently possess the vim and vigor of a soggy pancake. A happy soggy pancake.


1. The pirate ship! Holy crapdamn fuckmonkeys on a pretzel stick, Dave built a two-masted ship from a shopping cart, PVC pipe, cotter pins and cloth. The HMS Venture (last year's was the HMS Birdman, so I'm waiting to see if next year's has an Invader Zim name) was a brute to steer, but it certainly looked impressive.

2. The pirate flag! Really fucking huge. Really fucking impressive. Really fucking unwieldy.

3. Encountering Ua and Karissa (dude, am I spelling your name right?) unexpectedly and getting to hang out with them for a good portion of the day.

4. Encountering many other friends expectedly and getting to hang out with them for a good portion of the day.

5. Showing up at the Morlock Pit with absolutely no preparation and going "Uh, help?" and having them throw awesome costume fixins at me. My pirate getup turned out quite well. Not very elaborate, but less lame than last year's, and decently sexy if the distracted stares I got were any indication. The people most distracted were the ones who knew that all I was wearing underneath the corset-vest was a bandeau of cloth held by nothing more than safety pins and a prayer. (It held up really, really well, though. No inadvertent nippage, which: WIN!)

6. Winning a pack of Vivid Man dirty playing cards. Oh damn. Katie and Jess, I need to show it to you some time. You guys will love it. LOVE. IT.

7. Getting a magnificent moustache-and-goatee drawn on me by the Dread Pirate Scott. Later, when The Fez was boring us and we decided to wander downtown, we crashed a wedding party at the Gerding Theater for two minutes and danced amidst a sea of formally-dressed people. The person videotaping the party swung his camera and trained it on us for a little bit. I hope we make it through the editing; that would be radtacular.

All in all, a most excellent Plunderathon. Pictures soon. I took over a hundred, though after weeding out the useless ones, it'll likely be about 30 to 40.

But for now: huge glass of water, feeding cats, cleaning house, and tango.

And later: collecting stuff I left at the Pit, and COLLAPSERATION.

Edited to add: One major highlight I forgot to mention was the time a pirate T-shirt shot out of the cannon (yeah, we had a home-made air cannon) got stuck in a tree outside of the Ash Street Saloon. I was hoisted with little ceremony onto James the Unimaginatively Named Pirate's shoulders, given the aforementioned Really Fucking Huge and Really Fucking Unwieldy flag and told to knock it down. It was awesome. I was really high up, I had three people holding my ass up, and my butt was pretty much on James's face (I was an asshat, literally!); trying to do all this without dropping the flag or falling on my fucking ass was some of the most fun I've had with all my clothes on.
misshepeshu: (Dance!)
1. Much excitement and concurrent drastic decrease in sleep is the rule for this weekend, because OMG RENN FAYRE.1

2. Because of OMG Renn Fayre, [livejournal.com profile] ariiadne and [livejournal.com profile] vyrin, who are part of the Meatsmoke crew, are in town! YAY! They stayed over last night, which was deeeelightful. Colin and I have determined that we need to participate in next year's Bring Your Own Big Wheel race. Plans to create an unholy tandem Big Wheel were discussed. Jess expressed doubts about joining us, but resistance is futile, because Colin and I, we are the Big Wheel Borg. (We will assimilate you...using giant plastic wheels that have a hilarious tendency to fail when bearing more than 80 lbs. of weight.) There's no way in hell we're going to actually finish first place in this race, so we're aiming for other prizes, like Most High-tech Big Wheel (given where Colin works, this should be a shoo-in), the most awesome costumes, the most spectacular crash and the most onlookers taken down during aforementioned spectacular crash.

Really, I don't know WHY Jess is hesitant. WHAT COULD GO WRONG?

3. And also because of OMG RENN FAYRE, [livejournal.com profile] redsouffle and [livejournal.com profile] konomaigo! Arriving tonight! From Seattle! They'll be staying over at my place for the weekend, yay. I am Hotel Friendia!2 Where it's all exclamation marks, all the time!


1 Many of you probably haven't heard of Reed College, but trust me that when Reedies scoff at the Ivy League as the pussy option, they're not necessarily overstating things. Reed graduates who go on to grad school are either pleasantly surprised at how easy it is, or highly indignant that their homework assignments require only 15-page analyses. Reed, as you can imagine, has a tendency to attract the highly intelligent, the highly eccentric and the highly workaholic, and the pressure cooker environment tends to inspire a fantastically dysfunctional love/hate relationship between the students and the school. And then all this built-up intensity explodes in this INSANE FUCKING PARTY at the end of the academic year. Once upon a time, it was actually a Renaissance-themed fair, but the name nowadays is just a formality. Nowadays, it's a huge 3-day party that usually has nothing to do with the Renaissance or fairs (this year's theme = Dr. Seuss, actually), wherein attendees engage in insect-eating contests, play human chess, wrestle each other in fat suits, flop around in giant lube-filled Slip 'n Slides, Pict (i.e., get naked, paint themselves blue and run around screaming), plus many other Wacky Adventures. And then there's the dancing; March Fourth, Lions of Batucada and Jason Webley typically make appearances. I have no idea what the schedule is going to be this year. I'm just going to wander around and be pleasantly surprised, or be dragged around by friends.

2 Credit to [livejournal.com profile] ccarrico for coming up with that phrase.
misshepeshu: (Behold the Kitty!)
1. I've been exhausted lately. Even more than usual, I mean. How exhausted am I? I'm seriously contemplating skipping bellydancing class tonight in favor of sleep, sweet, sweet delicious sleeeeeeeep.

2. My cooking resolution has held up quite well, and I've made several delicious meals. Of particular note was the pork shoulder roast braised in brown ale, apple cider vinegar, carrots and onions that I made last Friday for Schwern, Tristan and Zeo, and the chicken and biscuits with mushrooms in a port and garlic sauce that I made with Tristan last Monday. Also, I've discovered the wonder that is curry lentil tempeh in mussamun curry. I made it last night for Jeff and Beth, and whoa damn, it was tasty. Definitely something to repeat in the future, though next time I'll won't leave the tempeh and peppers in the curry for so long and halve the coconut milk.

3. So much excellent new-to-me music to listen to! Of recent note are The Black Keys, Islands and Andrew Bird. I'll try writing more about them later. I'll just say that my ears are very, very happy nowadays.

4. I'm seriously contemplating going on a massive cross-country drive in late July/early August. I have a new(ish) car that's still under warranty, I have a little bit of disposable income (though once I get into law school that's going to change, har), and I have friends in Texas, Florida, Pittsburgh, Chicago, New York City and New Jersey whom I want to visit. And that's not counting a trip to Alaska that may or may not happen (I hope it does I hope it does oh MAN that'd be so cool). I've been hit with the travellin' bug, and I've been hit HARD.

It's doable. I'm planning to quit my job the last week of July, so I'll have much of August off to be restless and feckless and fuck around the country like I've been wanting to do for years.

Three weeks for a drive across America in August/July. What do you guys think? Am I crazy?

I'm also contemplating who I can cajole/bully/convince into coming with me for part or all of the trip.

misshepeshu: (Penguin chicks)
Some of you out there have expressed an interest in getting me a Christmas present. Well, I'm going to be utterly shameless and tell you what I really, really want for Christmas.

I want a crocodile.

Yeah, you heard me. For the low, low price of $50, you can buy somebody a crocodile and do your part in eliminating poverty. If you're short on funds, you can get a few friends together and purchase a lovely crocodile, maybe even two, and share 'em with all your family and friends.

Credit to [livejournal.com profile] ariiadne for alerting me to the excellent awesomeness that is Oxfam Unwrapped.
misshepeshu: (cowbell)
1. [livejournal.com profile] li_kao was in town last night, huzzah! We went to The Queen of Sheba. (Random interjection: My current hypothesis is that every metropolitan area in America with a population greater than 500,0000 has an Ethiopian restaurant called Queen of Sheba, or a variant thereof. Besides the Portland restaurant, there's a Queen Sheba in Seattle, and a Queen of Sheba in the Dallas-Fort Worth area. In fact, New Rule for Candy: I will now only patronize Ethiopian restaurants with the words "Queen" and "Sheba" in their names.) HANYWAY, the food was excellent, as was the conversation, and afterwards we availed ourselves to doughnuts from Voodoo Doughnut and went back to my place, where we talked some more.

2. I don't feel sick, but my lymph nodes are massive--the size of really big grapes, and tender to the touch. The pressure is actually making my throat hurt a little. SEXY.

3. OH DEAR LORD BATTLESTAR GALACTICA IS CRACK. My biggest regret right now is how my stupid need for sleep and to get work done is interfering with my ability to watch all 2.5 seasons in one glorious glom.

4. I'm looking forward to the holiday season like you have NO IDEA.

Well, OK, some of you might have an inkling.

5. Dinner and assorted adventures with [livejournal.com profile] piezocuttlefish tomorrow, wheeyay!
misshepeshu: (Bork bork bork)
Last night, with the help of my friend Jim, I made the Best Turkey Sandwich of ALL TIME. I'm not kidding. It consisted of:

- 1/3 lb. smoked organic turkey breast
- A thick slice of perfectly ripe organic tomato
- Several slices of organic cucumber (I basically layered on so much cucumber on top of the turkey that I couldn't really see the meat any more)
- Thinly-sliced red bell pepper
- Slices of shiitake mushroom that had been dunked in salted olive oil and roasted for several minutes
- Tillamook Colby Jack cheese
- Organic green leaf lettuce
- A crusty loaf of organic ciabatta bread from New Seasons
- And for the spread, minced fresh basil mixed in with this wacky vegan Dijonnaise

The sandwich ended up being so big, I couldn't bite through all of it at once, no matter how much I tried to squish it. So I attacked it in layers--I'd take a bite from the bottom layer (mostly meat, cheese and cucumber) and then a bite from the top layer (mostly veggies and mushrooms). Soooo good, and incredibly messy. The only way it could've been any tastier would've been if we'd had some avocado to throw on that sumbitch. Oh, and if we'd had garlic to roast with the mushrooms. The vegetables were amazing; really, they're what made the sandwich--Jim had gone to the farmer's market earlier in the afternoon and bought them, so they were fresh and at peak ripeness.

Yeah, I know it's ridiculous that I'm writing about this, but the sandwich was so good, it deserves its own Livejournal entry. I only wish I had my camera with me so I could've taken a picture of its massively delicious goodness.
misshepeshu: (cowbell)
Last night, while talking to Shawn and Chad, Shawn revealed that Jen, after she'd imported the music into her laptop, had given him several CDs that I'd burned for her . One of the CDs was a mix I very cleverly called "Froofy Lads Volume 1." It's a big hit with him, and apparently on heavy rotation at his comic book store.

It probably shouldn't please me so much, because as far as it goes, sharing tastes in music with somebody whose taste I think is impeccable is a very small victory indeed. But I'm still inordinately pleased.
misshepeshu: (Mew?)
I meant to post pictures tonight, really I did--but then I was abducted by [livejournal.com profile] theotherjay and [livejournal.com profile] piezocuttlefish, then made to endure the unimaginable tortures of excellent Thai food and even more excellent conversation.

I'm tired. My stomach is full, and so is my brain. It's been a pretty good day and a very good night, overall.

Pictures! Tomorrow! Or you may whip me with whippy things that aren't too hurty because I'm tender like dat.


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