Home
friends [entries|archive|friends|userinfo]
Young Geoffrey

[ Website | Edifice Rex Online ]
[ Info | livejournal userinfo ]
[ Archive | journal archive ]

Links
[Links:| EdificeRex Online ]

Just a heads up that I'm alive and busy [Dec. 22nd, 2009|12:19 pm]

ellen_datlow
[Tags|, , , ]

I've actually posted a few lines of status updates but haven't posted here for several days.
To catch up.

Over the weekend I was busy. I watched more Angel, along with Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day, a charmer with Frances McDormand, Amy Adams, Lee Pace, and Ciarán Hinds. I loved it. What can I say?

Then I watched A New Kind of Love, a real dog of a movie that seemed to be an "homage" to the Rock Hudson/Doris Day movies of 1959-1963. This one was made in 1963 with Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward--which makes it tolerable--I'll watch him in anything, and they do have chemistry. Sexism galore.

Saturday I was taken by an old friend for a wonderful lunch at an Italian restaurant on the upper east side called Girasol. It was delicious-they gave us a cold antipasto while waiting and cookies and sambuca afterward. Four of us consumed two bottles of wine (one person had beer). After, we went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to see the Robert Frank exhibit. There were a lot of proofsheets with the photos he didn't use in his monumental book The Americans. Three of the five of us had known his late daughter Andrea (she was my roommate in the early 70s and I even met Frank once when he came to visit her). In fact, I think I met my friend (and ex) John through Andrea, as they were acting--along with another in our Saturday party, Paul--in a Robert Wilson play in his Bird Hoffman days. So it was with sadness and nostalgia that we viewed some of the photos (one of Mary Frank, mother of Andrea and Pablo, in a car with the two kids on the road trip that RF made).

Then to Bay Ridge, Brooklyn for a party at which Christopher Rowe and Gwenda Bond showed up unexpectedly, when their flight was cancelled and changed to the next day.
The trip home by subway was easy but getting across town from Union Square was hell as I waiting an hour for the right bus, and finally gave up, taking a different bus and walking the last few blocks in the snow. My hair was frozen but I started defrosting on the bus. I was starting to get a cold (scratchy throat alert) so decided to stay in the next day, missing another party.

Working on Best Horror which is due like any second. Not quite done with all the xmas shopping.

My dad is gaining some of the ground he lost from the surgery (as far as language and being alert) but we don't know yet if he'll be physically able to go home from rehab. Depends on what he's able to do on his own. He's been walked up and down the hall daily, so that's good. My mother is sounding more optimistic, which is good. My sister and I are going down there again mid-late January.

Oh yeah, and yesterday I was taken to the Rolf's a German restaurant that really does it up for the Christmas season--holiday lights dangling almost to your head--old dolls embedded in the decorations, scads of what look like huge bunches of grape. Very bright, very festive and the food was excellent too.
linkPost comment

"Another Love Song" by Insane Clown Posse [Dec. 22nd, 2009|12:44 pm]

oldcharliebrown


I'm not going to list the lyrics for this . . .
linkPost comment

Burris reads Christmas poem slamming GOP on Senate floor [Dec. 22nd, 2009|05:10 pm]
raw_story

burrispoem Burris reads Christmas poem slamming GOP on Senate floorWASHINGTON -- Sen. Roland Burris (D-IL) harnessed his Christmas spirit on Tuesday with a mostly-rhyming poem attacking Republicans for obstructing health care reform.

Burris read his own version of Clement Clarke Moore's famous work "A Visit From St. Nicholas" on the Senate floor, in which he playfully accused Republicans of trying to "clog up the Senate" and sink health reform as a way to capitalize for the 2010 midterms.

"'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the Senate, the right held up our health care bill no matter what was in it," Burris said, using his poetic license to rhyme "Senate" with "in it."

Burris' attempt to invoke the holiday season to support the health care legislation came just hours after the Senate cleared the second of three cloture hurdles on the way to a final vote.

"The people had voted, had mandated reform," Burris continued, "but Republicans blew off the gathering storm. 'We'll clog up the senate,' they cried with a grin, and in the midterm elections, we'll get voted in."

Story continues below...

The freshman senator from Illinois has been a vocal champion of the public option, and pledged months ago to oppose a bill without one. But he has continued to back the legislation after its removal, tempering his stance last week.

"They knew regular folks needed help right this second," Burris' poem read, "but fund-raisers, lobbyists, and politics beckoned."

On Sunday, Sen. Russ Feingold (D-WI) -- another outspoken supporter of the public option -- blamed President Obama in part for the death of the public option. But Feingold is also still backing the bill.

With 60 Senators on board, the legislation is currently projected to pass through the Senate.

On Friday, Sen. Kit Bond (R-MO) targeted Democrats in his own version of the famous poem. Bond read it in his living room and released the video on YouTube.

This video is from C-SPAN, broadcast Dec. 22, 2009.

Download video via RawReplay.com

--Video captured and uploaded by David Edwards

it was the night before  christmas, and all through the  senate
the right held up our  health care bill, no matter what  was in it.


linkPost comment

NYPD ordered to release race info on shooting victims [Dec. 22nd, 2009|05:05 pm]
raw_story

seanbellverdict NYPD ordered to release race info on shooting victimsThe New York Police Department will have to release info on the race of people that officers have shot, following a state Supreme Court ruling that sided with civil-rights activists working to find out definitively if there is a racial element to police violence against civilians in the US's largest city.

Following the much-publicized shooting of Sean Bell by a team of undercover NYPD officers in November, 2006, the New York Civil Liberties Union filed a freedom of information request seeking "all information about the racial backgrounds of individuals shot by police officers over the past 10 years."

When the NYPD released the shooting statistics but withheld the racial data, the NYCLU took the police department to court. In a ruling issued last week, Manhattan Supreme Court Justice Joan Madden ruled that the NYPD had not proven its case for withholding the information, and ordered the police force to release it.

"This is a victory for the principle of open government and accountability to the public," NYCLU Associate Legal Director Christopher Dunn said in a statement. “The court’s decision makes clear that the NYPD had no basis for withholding this data, which is necessary to conduct a complete study of the role race plays in police shootings."

NYCLU Executive Director Donna Lieberman said that the documents the group has received thus far "paint a troubling, but incomplete, picture of the NYPD’s shooting practices. This new data will help us give New Yorkers the full story on police shootings, not the NYPD’s spin.”

Story continues below...

The Sean Bell shooting has become a flashpoint for racial tensions in New York City. On November 25, 2006, a team of undercover NYPD officers unloaded some 50 rounds into a car carrying Bell and two of his friends, on suspicion that one of them had a gun. The trio had been leaving a Queens nightclub where Bell was celebrating his bachelor party. Bell died, and his two friends were injured.

The tensions boiled over in April, 2008, when three police officers were acquitted of wrongdoing in the incident. As protests raged in Harlem and other New York neighborhoods, the Rev. Al Sharpton called on residents to protest the verdict with acts of civil disobedience.

On Monday, New York City Council voted to rename the street where Bell died "Sean Bell Way," despite accusations by some that the move amounts to "police-bashing." Mayor Michael Bloomberg has said he will sign the bill.


linkPost comment

British army accused of ‘waterboarding’ Irish prisoners in 1970s [Dec. 22nd, 2009|04:40 pm]
raw_story

 British army accused of waterboarding Irish prisoners in 1970sLONDON — Evidence is emerging that the British army used waterboarding during interrogations on prisoners in Northern Ireland during the Troubles, according to a report Tuesday.

The technique was allegedly used during at least one interrogation of a prisoner who was found guilty in 1973 of murdering a British soldier, a conviction largely based on an unsigned confession, the Guardian said.

The jury did not believe his insistence that he made up the confession only because he had been held down by soldiers who placed a towel over his face and poured water over his nose and mouth to simulate drowning, the newspaper said.

The Criminal Cases Review Commission has now referred Liam Holden's case to the Court of Appeal in Belfast after unearthing new evidence, and because of doubts about the "admissibility and reliability" of his confession, it said.

After a preliminary hearing, the case has been adjourned until the new year.

Story continues below...

"At trial Mr Holden gave compelling evidence that the alleged confession was obtained by the army using water torture," his solicitor Patricia Coyle said.

"He spent 17 years in jail. He is looking forward to the court hearing his appeal," she said.

Evidence has emerged of waterboarding by the CIA while interrogating suspects during the so-called war on terror.

Northern Ireland has been largely peaceful since the 1998 Good Friday agreement paved the way to powersharing, after three decades of bloodshed between pro-British Protestants and Catholic opponents of British rule.

At least 3,500 people were killed during the conflict fought by the Irish Republican Army (IRA) and Protestant paramilitary groups, known as The Troubles.


linkPost comment

"Love Story" by Taylor Swift" [Dec. 22nd, 2009|12:17 pm]

oldcharliebrown

We were both young when I first saw you
I close my eyes
And the flashback starts
I'm standing there
On a balcony in summer air

See the lights
See the party, the ball gowns
I see you make your way through the crowd
And say hello, little did I know

That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet
And I was crying on the staircase
Begging you please don't go, and I said

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes

So I sneak out to the garden to see you
We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew
So close your eyes
Escape this town for a little while

'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet
But you were everything to me
I was begging you please don't go and I said

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes

Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel
This love is difficult, but it's real
Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess
It's a love story baby just say yes
Oh oh

I got tired of waiting
Wondering if you were ever coming around
My faith in you is fading
When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said

Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you but you never come
Is this in my head? I don't know what to think
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring

And said, marry me Juliet
You'll never have to be alone
I love you and that's all I really know
I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress
It's a love story baby just say yes

Oh, oh, oh, oh
'Cause we were both young when I first saw you
link1 comment|Post comment

a very short short story [Dec. 22nd, 2009|09:20 am]

writers_guild

[bigmo76]
He knew the relationship was doomed the moment she got out of bed and began praying loudly. She was in fact louder than she had been throughout their hour long bout of love making. Well, he thought it had been love making. But as he listened to her at the foot of the bed with her hands clasped together so tightly that her knuckles were white and her eyes clamped shut as she swayed back and forth slowly in her nakedness, he learned that he was wrong.

"Oh dear Lord," she called out so loudly that ne nearly fell out of the bed, "please take us into your loving bosom and forgive us the wanton carnality of our acts in your divine presence. Know, oh mighty God, that it was not my wish to transgress so egriously. I did not wish to indulge in drink and flesh..."

And that's how it went for ten minutes; her espousing to an appearantly angry and bitter god how terribly wicked and evil they both were but oh golly gee, Mr Jesus, I sure hope you'll forgive us. Meanwhile, he slowly crawled deeper into the relative safety and comfort the down comforter his grandmother had made for him and wondered what she'd say about him now.

"...and I certainly did not expect or grant him permission to stick his finger in my ass, Jesus," she said. "And while the sex was fantastic, for that alone you may smite him however you see fit."

"So, you won't be staying for pancakes then?" he said with a sigh.
linkPost comment

The Deal Part Two [Dec. 22nd, 2009|12:13 pm]
sexstories
[phillyinjun01]
This story is copyrighted

[ The Deal Part One can be found here ]
The Deal (Part Two)

She felt his frantic kisses as his soft lips travelled up her legs, and felt his tongue flicking her skin every so often, and his hands grasp her butt cheeks hard. She wanted him badly, she wanted this badly. He was the one guy that treated her well, listened to her and valued her opinion about everything. He had no idea yet, but she was about to close a multi-million deal with his company, and had already told his CEO the only reason she did it was because of him. She'd had a feeling about him, his gentle manner, his sensuous care about his surroundings... he was sensitive. He was sexually attracted to her - she saw the bulges, the quick stares at her body that were so complimentary - but he was also shy. His body told her that he wanted her, but his words and actions were professional, refusing to cross the line...

Just last night, as she was shaving her pussy in the hotel room, she had wondered if he would be turned off by her aggressiveness. But as she touched her clit, she realized that she was actually getting wet just thinking of him, and decided she had to go to go for it. He deserved a chance, heck, she deserved it. Allowing herself to think about it made her even hornier - and she had hurried from the bathroom to the bed, almost quivering in anticipation as she reached for her handbag. Her pussy was only half shaven, and soapy water ran down her inner thighs, the white cotton hotel-issued robe open down the front. She was aware of each sensation, the cold tile in bathroom giving way to the carpet, the touch of the soft suede on the bag, each texture almost painfully intense. She groped around in her bag, and pulled out her favorite toy at times like this - her Rabbit - and flung herself on her back, drawing up her legs. For a few seconds, she caught her breath and lay motionless enjoying the moment. The room was really well done, the sheets soft, and she had some R&B playing on the CD; she took a deep contented breath. She turned on the Rabbit, and inserted it into herself, already easy to do with all the juices flowing. She moaned softly, thinking of the possibilities, her free hand touching her naked body, her breasts ...

That was yesterday, and the intensity of the memory suddenly made her gasp. It was actually happening!

She pulled off her dress and took off her bra, repositioning herself, her breasts free and nipples hardened. Just like yesterday, she was again aware of each sensation. Goose bumps on her butt, a stickiness between her legs, her feet yearning to get out of the heels and feel the wood floor. As the cool air hit her body, she threw her head back, her blonde hair falling on her shoulders and sighed deeply.

'Everything okay, Jess?' Charlie was choked up, trying to get his voice, his hands starting to release their hold.

'Nothing, babe, don't stop' she whispered with urgent passion, 'I just love what you are doing.'

He chuckled and then put his hand between her legs, probing and gently moving. She moaned as she realized where he was going and spread her legs wider, willing him to touch her. She bit her lower lip as his fingers touched her pussy lips, massaging them. He was kissing her butt, crushing her butt cheek with his free hand. Suddenly, she started with a gasp - he was playing with her clit and exquisite pleasure was exploding between her legs. There was a sudden rush of juices and she swore she felt herself drip.

Then she realized with a shock that he was licking her from behind, between her ass and pussy, long, greedy licks. He licked upwards, towards her ass hole, and she gasped again as his tongue rimmed her and started to enter her. The combination of sensations was too much and she lost control, crushing her nipples in rhythm with the pulsing that was going through her lower body, a pounding in her pussy that started to swell. Her clit was erect, a stubborn piece of flesh in the soft wetness around it and his fingers played with it, pulling it, squeezing it.

'Baby, Charlie ...' she almost muttered it through clenched teeth, as she came hard, her legs quivering with the tension.

'Nice, Jess?', she could hear the grin in his voice,' We have a long night - is there more of that coming, if you want...;

Want? She couldn't speak yet, and just leaned against the cool glass. Of course she wanted.
Charlie stood up, his fingers wet with her juice, her musky smell making him dizzy with anticipation. His hands ran up her legs and butt, lightly over her body, her back and then reached for her heavy breasts. He felt her tight nipples with satisfaction and squeezed them hard, smiling gently as she gasped. She was so responsive - he loved the way she had cum within minutes, her entire body shuddering with passion. He also enjoyed the way her pussy pulsated as she came, almost squirting juice. This was one fine woman...

He groaned as he pushed his pelvis into her butt, grinding as the pleasure in his groin started to mount again. He rubbed his palms across her ever hard nipples, enjoying the sensation and texture.

"Jess," he moaned, and turned her toward him, kissing her neck and face. He pulled her close to him and kissed her deeply, and his hands traveled to her butt and squeezed them hard. Her kisses were urgent, her tongue darting between his lips as she pulled his shirt out and he felt her scratching his back, lightly fumbling under the cloth. He kissed back with raw passion, the heaviness of her breasts against his chest adding to his sensory pleasure. He smelt her perfume, her body and her hair, as his tongues touched soft lips and then touched hers with anticipation. They stood there for countless moments it seemed, as they clung to each other with desperate pleasure, and their hands explored.

Suddenly, she pulled away, and looked at him with a slight smile. Then, just as suddenly, she reached for his shirt and ripped it open, the buttons popping as she did so.

(Final Part coming up...)
link1 comment|Post comment

vegan restaurants? [Dec. 22nd, 2009|12:10 pm]

ottawa

[vamp_rahvin]
i've become friends with someone who is a vegan. i've never known anyone else who was vegan, so my knowledge of places we could eat at is nil. so, ottawa vegans: where do you recommend going for lunch/dinner? i do know that the table is out, as she's not a fan of that restaurant. anywhere else?
link2 comments|Post comment

"Chase the Morning" from Repo: The Genetic Opera [Dec. 22nd, 2009|12:08 pm]

oldcharliebrown

Blind Mag: Shilo? Is your name, Shilo?
Can I talk to you?
Can you come down, please?
So we can speak.

I saw you at the show, I thought I'd seen a ghost,
Your resemblance is striking,
You have your mother's eyes, her hair
I was told you died with her.
All these years have come and gone
How do I put this? I'm your (I'm your)
Godmom.

Shilo:
State your business.

BM:
Business?

Shilo:
What do you want?

BM: I want (I want) to finally meet you,
something real to cling to.
Leave you,
With the hope that you will go to,
All your meant to,
All I failed too!

In you is a world of promise
We have both been kept in bondage
But you can learn from all my failures

Shilo:
I'm not supposed to talk to strangers . . .

BM:
. . . Or let them through the gate?

Shilo:
That either.

Shilo:
A big risk!

BM:
A big fence!

Shilo:
A mistake!

BM:
A new friend!

Marni: Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!

Shilo:
How'd you do that?

BM:
Do what?

Shilo:
That! That eye thing.

BM: These eyes can do more than see.

Shilo:
I know, I mean, I've seen you sing.

BM: Where?

Shilo:
From my window. I can see the world from there.
Name the stars and constellations.
Count the cars and watch the seasons.

BM:
I wish we could've watched together.

Shilo:
I can't have guests!

BM:
Never?

Shilo:
Ever! If Dad found out that I'd been let out, or that you'd been let in.

BM:
I should go then, before I do, promise me you won't.

Shilo:
Better that you don't.

Shilo:
Don't forget me. Its best if I resume my life in my bedroom

BM:
. . . a sheltered rose needs a little room to bloom outside her bedroom.

Marni: Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!

BM:
Let your life be your dream, Integrity, honesty,
it's too late for me. Don't look back till you're free to chase the morning.

Marni: Yield for nothing
Chase the morning.
Yield for nothing.
Yield for nothing!
linkPost comment

(no subject) [Dec. 22nd, 2009|10:05 am]

addme_adult

[rgrthat]
[mood | cheerful]

( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. )
linkPost comment

Book Triptych [Dec. 22nd, 2009|04:35 pm]
scalzifeed

Just arrived at the Scalzi Compound:

From the left: The Portuguese edition of Old Man’s War, the physical copy of The God Engines, and the Tor trade paperback edition of Your Hate Mail Will Be Graded. The first of these is out already; the latter two are imminent — TGE is shipping by the end of the year, and Hate Mail is scheduled for January 5th (which means a few might have already leaked to stores). They all look great. I love the new Hate Mail cover (not that I didn’t like the one with me as a devil on it, it’s just that this one is probably better for a mass market), and The God Engines is simply the coolest-looking book I’ve had so far, thanks to Vincent Chong’s awesome cover and interior art (some of which you can see on the SubPress order page for the book). Really, it’s like Christmas came early around here. By, uh, three days or something.

As a TGE addendum, it’s gotten another positive review, this time by the Sacramento Book Review:

Scalzi somehow manages in a mere 136 pages to create believable, like-able characters who exist in a world that, while fantastic…is both wonderful and convincing.

Short but potent. I’ll take that.

linkPost comment

C-SPAN helps MSNBC show and prove hypocrisy by McCain [Dec. 22nd, 2009|03:34 pm]
raw_story

johnmccain20040423a C SPAN helps MSNBC show and prove hypocrisy by McCainThe missing C-SPAN footage showing Sen. John McCain preventing a Democratic senator from getting an extra 30 seconds to finish a speech has been found.

The Republican senator from Arizona was outraged last week when Sen. Al Franken (D-MN), who was presiding over the Senate, prevented Sen. Joe Lieberman from getting extra time to finish his comments on the Senate floor.

"I've been around here twenty-some years, first time I've seen a member denied a minute or two to finish his remarks," McCain said. "And I must say that I don't know what's happening here in this body, but I think it's wrong."

Political observers quickly pointed out that, in October 2002, McCain himself prevented Sen. Mark Dayton (D-MN) from finishing a speech opposing the Iraq war and Congress' move to authorize President Bush to launch military action against Iraq.

But when MSNBC's Rachel Maddow Show went to find footage of that incident in the C-SPAN archives, producers found the relevant part of the video mysteriously blacked out.

Story continues below...

Now C-SPAN has provided an explanation -- as well as the footage of McCain shutting down debate.

"C-SPAN library video content created prior to 2003 was originally captured on two-hour VHS videotapes which were later digitized for permanent storage in our archives," the broadcaster said in a statement. "This process is occasionally susceptible to small errors that can occur at top-of-the-hour tape changes. An example of this type of error in the digital online file from
Oct. 10, 2002 at noon ET."

The recovered footage shows Sen. Dayton asking for an extra 30 seconds to complete his speech. Sen. McCain's voice can be heard off-camera: "I object."

"Either Sen. McCain cannot remember that he himself objected to a senator getting an extra 30 seconds to finish his remarks during the Iraq war debate, or Sen. McCain knows perfectly well that this stuff happens in the Senate," Rachel Maddow said Monday night. "It happens, and he just said it was unprecedented out of sheer hackitude."

This video is from MSNBC's The Rachel Maddow Show, broadcast Dec. 21, 2009.



Download video via RawReplay.com


linkPost comment

This probably reflects my lack of skill with search engines [Dec. 22nd, 2009|04:22 pm]

james_nicoll
But what I don't see among these Avatar tie-in products is a novelization along the lines of the one Card did for The Abyss.
linkPost comment

#98 Snow White and Rose Red by Patricia C. Wrede [Dec. 22nd, 2009|11:16 am]

bookish

[temporaryworlds]
[Tags|]
[mood |happy]
[music |Chara - Kataomoi | Powered by Last.fm]

The Widow Arden lives near the city of Mortlak with her two daughters: the polite and reserved Blanche, and the bold Rosamund. Their cottage sits near the border that separates the human world from the land of Faerie. One snowy day, someone knocks on their door. When they open it, they are shocked to find a large bear. They soon discover that the bear is not really a bear, but a faerie prince cursed by human magic. With the help of the prince's brother, the two sisters and mother try to find a way to break the magic spell. Unfortunately, magic is scorned as witchcraft in Mortlak. The three must be careful not to be discovered, or the results could be dire.

I've recently become fascinated by the fairy tale, "Snow White and Rose Red," after reading Margo Lanagan's Tender Morsels. Patricia C Wrede's Snow White and Rose Red is another retelling of the classic tale, although it takes the story in a very different direction. Set in Elizabethan England, Snow White and Rose Red draws it's inspiration not only from the fairy tale itself, but also from the ballad Thomas the Rhymer, and real historical figures such as John Dee and Edward “Ned” Kelley. The dialogue is written in a style common to that time period, complete with “Thees” and “Thous.” This took a little time getting used to, but it was easy to understand if I read a little slower than usual.

Although I didn't have the same level of emotional connection that I did with Tender Morsels, I found Snow White and Rose Red to be a pleasant, polite little book with quite a lot of story inside. Beyond the story of the two sisters, there is the parallel story of the two brothers, Hugh, who is turned into a bear, and his brother John, both half-faerie princes who take to their human blood very differently. There is a third storyline involving John Dee and Ned Kelley, who play the role of the dwarf from the original tale, a fourth storyline involving three wicked faerie creatures, and a fifth storyline involving a troublesome maid named Joan, as well as some small sections about the witch hunter. That can be a bit overwhelming at times. I loved the faerie elements of this story. I also found it to be incredibly romantic, despite the fact that there is no physical contact between each party. Every little look and moment seems to hold more weight as a result. I also enjoyed the little forward written by Terri Windling.

Snow White and Rose Red i
s a sweet fairy tale retelling, filled with magic and romance. I'd recommend it to anyone who's a fan of the fairytale for which it's named, or to anyone who'd like to learn more of the "Snow White and Rose Red" story.

Rating: four stars Length: 273 pages
Source: Lewiston Public Library
Similar Books: Tender Morsels by Margon Lanagan (my review), is another retelling of "Snow White and Rose Red." This book also reminded me of Wildwood Dancing by Juliet Marillier (my review), and the works of Patricia McKillip (read my review of Alphabet of Thorn)
Other books I've read by this author: Dealing with Dragons. Also, Sorcery and Cecelia or The Enchanted Chocolate Pot, and The Grand Tour or The Purloined Coronation Regalia, which were both written with Caroline Stevermer

Yikes! Only two books left until I meet my goal for the year!!

xposted to [info]bookish and [info]temporaryworlds 
link3 comments|Post comment

The Closer 5x15 - Dead Man's Hand [Dec. 22nd, 2009|05:12 pm]

pennyfeline
Opinions?
link13 comments|Post comment

the mystery flourishes best in times of acute anxiety and depression [Dec. 22nd, 2009|11:03 am]

matociquala
[Tags|, , , , , ]
[mood | bouncy]
[music |Morning Edition]

Goals for today:

Clean off table
Do a little Christmas baking
Do laundry (ongoing)
Make dinner and dispensatory casseroles
Work on The White City**
Mail last round of DNDGGD* gifts
Pick up ornament hooks someplace

In the category and occasional series of Things That Actually Work As Advertised, at [info]tanaise's urging, and due to a really good sale, I ordered myself a cotton henley from Lands' End. It came yesterday, I am wearing it, and it is awfully nice. Warm and thick and long enough even for my very long torso and broad shoulders. That is all and I thought you might like to know. (This is not a paid promotion. They also have turtlenecks.)

20090406

Tea today: gunpowder green
Teacup today: [info]thatpotteryguy's medieval mug

Now, about those cookies... oh, right, I should eat something first.

The wonderful P. D. James on NPR.org




*December Non-Denominational Gift-Giving Day. They were supposed to go out yesterday, but, well, baby!

**Oh, lord, what a mess. Well, soonest begun is first ended. And other pithy Yankee sayings.
link5 comments|Post comment

Cheap passport photos! [Dec. 22nd, 2009|10:58 am]

ottawa

[vorpal]
Hey guys!

Where can I go to get cheap passport photos?
Also, anyone have any idea about how long it's taking to get passports renewed these days?

Thanks!
Sebastian
link6 comments|Post comment

oldcharliebrown.com [Dec. 22nd, 2009|10:50 am]

oldcharliebrown
A true surprise is that it hadn't been taken years ago, but oldcharliebrown.com was available, and is now routes to my livejournal.
linkPost comment

Top court spurns Olympic women ski jumpers [Dec. 22nd, 2009|11:23 am]
cbc_topnews
Female ski jumpers have lost their battle to compete at the Vancouver Olympics in February.
linkPost comment

navigation
[ viewing | most recent entries ]
[ go | earlier ]