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Not even Moveable Type accepts my LJ address!
I know Blogger doesn't. But non-blogger entities?
Has anybody else had that problem?
The word from Moveable Type is that my lj username doesn't seem to be an LJ endpoint! -
Ask and it chall be given!
Beatrixal invited me to the local warehouse store, where they were having a sale on silk island-style shirts. I bought a soft light pinkish-orangish one and an equally soft greenish-blue one. They are a bit generously cut compared to most, but I'm not complaining in the least ( Read more... ) -
Running errands is fraught with difficulty - how do people do it?
Either Mercury is retrograde, Loki is loose, or the heat's got everybody ( Read more... ) -
Oops!
That recipe said "SIMMER", not "turn down to 1/4 heat and ignore for half an hour.
Pat, now soaking the bean pot, with the chile transferred to the crockpot, whose heat is controlled with electricity. -
Not your mother's ingredients!
I inherited some of my mother's recipes, and somehow these days they just don't taste the same. Of course, I live at 5,000 feet - she lived at sea level. But this evening I gave it one more try, because how can you mess up the stew she called "Chile Con Carne"? Not that any Southwesterner would recognize it as such, but I loved it as a child. So ( Read more... ) -
The Naming of Cats
I called him Buster when he was so young I wasn't sure he was a boy. Now, I think his real naming-of-cats name can only be Bustopher Jones!
http://www.c4vct.com/kym/kimsart/bustophe.htm
My Mister Jones wears a tuxedo, too. -
More on this past week: what's going on with me?
I got sick to death of using my home as a cold weather survival tactics training ground and put in a call to the furnace guys. Having heard nothing from them, I will call early Monday morning. Meanwhile, two separate people who have been to my house this week have noticed there is no air coming out of the front floor furnace, and think the fan is ( Read more... ) -
A week after New Year's Day - more notes on living lower off the hog
1) If I want to sharpen my healthy-food-fu, I can go through the supermarket as if I had a tight budget and an iron mandate to eat as I should get use to eating, and see what I can do with what. Emphasis on what I'd get out of a garden if I had one ( Read more... ) -
Shake that booty
It was Friday at Weight Watchers, with a substitute leader, or I might not have spoken up. I mentioned my resolve to do all my neighborhood errands on foot unless they involved hauling a heavy load or truly nasty weather. Then I spoke of having chickened out when the pre-Christmas cold spell hit, and feeling cold at home. The custom is for the ( Read more... ) -
Welcome to 2012
2012. The year Heinlein predicted would see the election of Nehemiah Scudder as President, which would begin a theocratic state that - on his timeline - lasts 80 years. I note this is exactly how long the Soviet Union lasted - i.e. one person's lifetime. This, like _1984_ is the sort of prophecy written in order to avert it. The Hebrew Testament is ( Read more... )