Yesterday, Saturday, i went over to the theater to help prep the season brochure mailer. Fortunately, we had an accidentally-collated box of mailers, so we didn't have to do that. But we DID have to affix return-address labels, mailing labels, and stamps to over 1,000 envelopes.. stuff them with mailers.. add inserts about the upcoming benefit (Vegas Royale Spectaculare, Feb 20th, Lounge Kitty and Martini Five-Oh baby, yeah).. seal the envelopes and put them in a box. My work area looked like this:
Note the Rome to Milano trivet in the background, a souvenir from last year's season closer, Ouroborous. That took most of my afternoon.
When i left, i decided to head down to Steelyard, see if i could get some things i needed at Deal$. On my way down the drive, i was struck by the lovely view over the remaining bit of actual steelyard industry. AND i remembered i now have this spiffy camera (see the post before, or maybe after, this one). i couldn't take a pic while driving, so i parked over by the T-Mobile store, got out, and hiked back up to Quigley - i think that's Quigley. It was pretty effing crisp out. i had to put my hoodie up to keep my ears from freezing. My boots were not made for winter hiking. It was awesome. And here's the pic i took:
When i got home, i made dinner. Tai Pei frozen garlic shrimp with extra vegetables added by me. Half of what the carryout Chinese cost the night before, healthier, equally as tasty. i am, however, not yet so pathetic as to take a picture of my augmented frozen dinner, so you have to imagine that part. After dinner, i fiddled and putzed and doo-dah-ed around the house for the rest of the night. Those who follow my twitter stream know that i'm trying to make myself paint again - yes, this is an undertaking. i've got Things in the way of doing that, but i am trying to clear them out and get back to it.
Naturally, because it is me and i am Complex, the piece that has gotten past my internal logjam is demanding to be Complex too. i *want* (i think?) to be doing simpler pop-art pieces. i have at least one in mind with a self-imposed deadline on it. i have Ideas for half a dozen pieces. This is what's on the board.
You'll note no actual paint is involved here. And its on a shitty cheap canvas board from AG thats been in storage for twenty years. Trust me, if i decided No, i Must Stretch Real Canvas, NOTHING would ever move forward here again. i have this stuff coz my dad used to work for them (er - make that *thirty* years in storage??). i am not Saving it for anything. What is my excuse?
Last night i also decided to randomly google for a recipe for vegan corned beef. i found one. i found out i have all (well, almost all) the ingredients. i also have everything i need for a New England boiled dinner, aka corned beef and cabbage, which is so much a favorite i ask my mom to make it for my birthday and indulge once a year in actual corned beef (despite popular belief, i have not been a vegetarian for well over a decade. But i was for so long before that its really all i know how to cook). So round about 2 am i decided to start making this. It also did not get a picture taken of it, because an uncooked gluten loaf is not the most visually appealing thing on earth, let's say, and i pay attention to CakeWrecks. Don't you?
Today i got up and decided to finish the boiled dinner in the crock pot. Only my auxiliary kitchen counter has reverted to its secret identity as drafting table. What to do? Well, here's the solution.
See the crockpot? See the steam that is not rising out of it? For the past two hours i've been checking and poking it and wondering if its finally bought the farm because it was Not Getting Hot.
Then i plugged it in.
And with that, dear cats and kittens, i must away. i have an Event to manage in an hour; it might be a good idea to prepare, ya think? Love ya. Truly. Mwaah.
perhaps if that were in English, i could respond..
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