Saturday, April 24, 2010


I'm sitting in the car while I type this. The second disc of the Broadway recording of CATS is playing, and Elijah is playing with a small die-cast Deisel Ten and staring at himself in the mirror on the back of the driver's seat. B is driving, it's raining, and we're headed to garage sales, estate sales, flea markets. Anyplace to see awesome things and let Elijah interact with the world. And me, too, for that matter. I may use ASL instead of speech--it helps with the anxiety, and if I am signing, people don't expect normal behaviour. The social pressure is off. It's amazing.

The CD is from 16 years ago. It's thicker than today's CDs, it only holds about 30 minutes of music (versus today's 75), it's covered in scratches but it still plays perfectly. I listened to CATS every day when I was 10. My portable RCA CD player was one of the first, before "ear-saving" volume limiting. I listened at full volume, drowning the world out. My ears still ring.

This car is wonderful. It's been the place of so many parts of my new life--all those long car rides while B and I got to know eachother, and the continued long car rides while I was pregnant, when the car and the Sisters of Mercy was the only time I could relax. I still listen to Floodland every day, sometimes twice a day, while Elijah falls asleep.

One of the myriad of reasons I haven't been posting lately is that my computer's cord died. We replaced it with a cheap one, thrilled to get a good deal, and it turned out to be a false economy. That one lasted a couple of weeks and then died. So now I have a new one, with a selection of tips to let it work with a lot of different laptops, and, the best part, is it came with a regular wall plug and a car-cigarette-lighter-thing plug! Hence why I am typing in the car, where there are fewer distractions and I feel more relaxed.

The other reasons are pretty much just that I'm lazy and bad at organization and time management ;)

I have a list of topics that I want to write about. Maybe I'll do a poll.

Elijah says, "Hi! Hi, hi, hi, hi!"

"So first your memory I'll jog, and say a cat is NOT a dog..."


Steamed Broccoli with Adobo and Apple Cider Vinegar dressing
Vegan, casein-free, gluten-free, cf, gf, cfgf

This isn't so much a recipe as a preparation, I suppose.

-steamed broccoli, cold
-adobo (or fresh garlic, ground black pepper, oregano)
-apple cider vinegar
-safflower oil

Put adobo, apple cider vinegar, and safflower oil in a Mason jar or some such thing that you can shake. Shake! Shake until the dressing is emulsified to your liking. Pour over broccoli. Eat! It's really good.

I assume you could also eat it when the broccoli is hot. I just like it cold.


B wants me to make a note about how we still need to go to a used bookstore and a Moroccan restaurant in Old Town Alexandria. I said we would never look at the note. He said, "Put it on the blog."

I laughed.

Hello, Blog Reading World. Welcome to being my personal Notepad.


Satyrblade said...

Welcome back, Coyoteness.

I can relate to the "listen until deaf" school of musical appreciation. When everyone else here has left, I jack the volume high. During my days with the Wolf, the combined noise from my office, Brian's office and Rob's office made the hallway between us a veritable no-man's land of sonic angst.

New power cords FTW.

*soft gnawing*

(Today's capchua: "sunfly")

Kristen said...

You iz back! Hooray for new power cords with multiple connector thingamajigs. I too enjoy some SoM, the only album I have is Floodland. My husband (also a Brian) brought it into my life. He brought a lot of other good music too. He also brought some awesome food. Anyway, glad to read from you again and hope you and fam are doing well.