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01.16.05 (8:19 am)   [edit]
[i][b]Anyone else here[/b][/i] have an inordinate crush on [url=http://www.barclayagency.com/glass.html]this man[/url]? Yeah, me too. A longstanding, swoony crush of enormous magnitude. My longstanding, swoony crush on [url=http://www.barclayagency.com/vowell.html]this woman[/url] does, occasionally, overtake it, however.

[i][b]That is all.[/b][/i] Just enjoying [url=http://www.thislife.org/]my Sunday morning[/url] with Mister Entertainment. :)

[i][b]Sulky out.[/b][/i]

In which I 'splain m'self
01.15.05 (6:50 am)   [edit]
[i][b]Mornin'.[/b][/i] Just enjoying a little Alex Chilton and my cousin's coffee on a fine Saturday morning in my new digs, and thought to myself, talk to the peoples. The peoples, they enjoy the talkin' to. Yes? Yes. You do. I tell you story now, where I was, and things. Okay joe.

[i][b]So not everyone knew this,[/b][/i] but I was kinda actually trapped under something heavy...my own brainpan. Not because my brain is soooo much bigger and smarter than y'all's (uh, that's fairly clear), but it got pretty heavy last year, all laden down with stupid fretting and depress-y stuff. There were a few things going right, but more was going wrong, and I got trapped in a spot where I just didn't want to write.

[i][b]You wouldn't have wanted[/b][/i] to read a blog full of fretting and depress-y stuff from me, I promise. It isn't that I couldn't think of anything to say, or that I couldn't've pretended to slap on a happy face and blog cutesy stuff, but it seemed like work instead of a pleasure. Since my intention here is to amuse and entertain myself and others, it ran counterintuitive to this goal to be posting a buncha shit like "ohh my family is making me insane" and "ohh I gotta get a job" and "I gotta move the hell away from here" and shit. See? Yes. Not much fun, that.

[i][b]But things are improving,[/b][/i] internally and externally, I am in much better physical surroundings, in a much improved mood and frame of mind in general, and I feel like writing again. I know taking a big break like that also runs counterintuitive to the idea behind blogging--I know I get frustrated when there's not fresh meat hanging up at my favorite blogs, and I wish too that some people would post more. But I just never wanted this blog to be a daily catalog of my whinings. Therefore, breaky time. I'm just glad some of you still come to see me! Hug? Ahhh. Now that's what I'm talkin' about. I am sorry I've fallen out of touch, but hopefully can rectify that here now: drinks're on me!! (See, I know how to get your attention.)

[i][b]So that's that for now.[/b][/i] Next time: boyfriend and new digs pix, hey? Yeah! Have a fabulous day, folks. I'm off to buy some knitting needles and yarn. Don't tell me nothing exciting never happens in this town. :)

[i][b]xoxo Sulky[/b][/i]

From deep inside my underground lair...
01.11.05 (6:45 pm)   [edit]

...comes more goofiness, direct to you, my patient readers.

The jokey explanation: I was trapped under something heavy.

The actual explanation: soon. Honest. No one died or anything, I just took a break from fling fling!, and I knew when I felt like writing again, I would. By the way, how're these colors comin' atcha? Unbelievably, I got sick of the green.  

Although upon writing that, it occurs to me: uh, hey, Sulky. Everyone wasn't just sitting around waiting for YOU to come back, they went on with their lives! More power to 'em! Ya snooze, ya lose!

You bitches. :D

No, actually, I have lotsa blog writin' and readin' to do--gotta catch up! Find out what's been going on with a lot of you, as I also fell off reading personal blogs a lot, there. Meanwhile, here's an excerpt of an email to a friend about my own haps:

"I am settling into the frozen arctic wasteland that is the friendly, beer-swilling city of [url=http://www.december.com/places/mke/blue.html]Milwaukee[/url]. I am pacing myself. That is the key. But I do intend to try every freaking beer they got here. That should take years. Meantime, am simply enjoying peace and solitude, and making new pals, and being elsewhere. I love a fresh start! This was loooooooooooong overdue. Have several job leads, a couple of them library-related.

I've got the top floor of a house--nice-sized kitchen with island, a pantry, an office, a good-sized bedroom, a huge dining room, and a cozy living room that opens onto a rooftop porch with a railing. Weee--container gardening in spring! Plus, the guys who own the place, two brothers about our age, have a kickass backyard with a garden--and I'm allowed to have a chunk of it to garden in. Yay!

I live in a cute neighborhood called [url=http://www.gobayview.com/modules.php?name=Docs&file=about]Bay View[/url], that's almost right on Lake Michigan. Within walking distance is [url=http://www.stonecreekcoffee.com/ourcompany.asp?idno=&cartitems=0]delicious coffee[/url], a [url=http://www.wildflour.net/home.html]bakery[/url], awesome [url=http://www.digitalcity.com/milwaukee/entertainment/venue.adp?sbid=131723]cafes[/url], about a momojilion bars and [url=http://www.romanspub.com/]pubs[/url], and excellent record-shopping. The lake is so enormous that you cannot see land in any direction. I took tons of pix the other day, after a bigass ice and snowstorm. It's gorgeous; all icy polar-y blue and slate grey. Will send ASAP.


Honestly, I can say that being on the lakefront reminds me of looking out on Puget Sound. That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.


Boyfriend is slated to move here in the spring sometime, hope that goes according to plan! you'd like him--he, too, appreciates monkeys, and the occasional fine and tasty hops-infused adult beverage for grownups."


Will fill in the blanks bit by bit, and will provide visual aids as well. I wasn't any busier than anyone else for the latter half of this year, although there were lots of things going on, but I just haven't felt like writing about any of it till now. It's nice to be back. I missed you! Take care.


xoxo Sulky


Testing, testing...sibilance...pop rocks, pop rocks...
01.10.05 (9:46 am)   [edit]
[b][i]Hey. I'm back.[/b][/i] Again. I know--whoop de doo, she'll be gone again tomorrow, this is just a tease...well, if I may entreat you to come back tomorrow, you may be surprised. Thank you for your patience; all will be explained shortly.

[b][i]Okay, maybe not ALL.[/i][/b] I'm not omniscient. Yet.

[i][b]Happy 2005![/b][/i] Here's hoping it's good for all of us. Because of course, I had been hoping each new year would just suck royally. Maybe that's been the problem...?

[i][b]Also, please excuse [/b][/i]my crummy temp header--it's holding the place for a pic of an amazing-looking frozen Lake Michigan. Yep, it's freaking winter here in Milwaukee. But oh so beautiful!

[b][i]xoxo Sulky[/i][/b]

Movin' on up
12.01.04 (11:08 am)   [edit]
Or, movin' up north, as the case may be. :) In point of fact, have actually moved! Near Jeremy (like, right next door--my swiftly-becoming-a-chestnut of a joke about that is, "some call it stalking, I call it togetherness"), near Arcade, near SP,near some hopefully pretty decent job opportunities, and not exactly near Jonathan, but kinda sorta in a reeeeeally roundabout way. :) Thinkin' boutcha, wish me luck on that whole job deal, and I'm sending good vibes back atcha in spades. More soon, honest--I'm feelin' lots better, think this is a really good move. I have a few folks to thank for their help and encouragement, and y'all know who you are. :) I'm glad I kicked my own ass into doing this, but they helped too, lots. Sigh. I'm all living somewhere else now. Wow. :) xoxo love Sulky

And stuff.
10.27.04 (8:00 am)   [edit]

As I sit here with a middling cup of coffee, pondering the Cardinals' doubtless inevitable loss to the Red Sox this evening, my thoughts of course turn to Peeps.

I have a new boyfriend. Did I tell you that? No. :) (I haven't told you a thing lately.) Well, I do. He's a strapping Irish lad who thoroughly enjoys Peeps. I feel this is the best criterion for a successful relationship. Not only does he like to eat them, he makes them, with his very own Peeps Machine. I'm very jealous.

I fed 70 geese in the park almost every day this summer, and most of the fall. One of them has a broken wing (whom I call, in a fit of imagination, "Brokenwing"), and he's still hanging around awaiting his daily bread. He has a couple sidekicks who've stuck around with him to keep him company. You don't see hyenas doing that.

I don't know what I want this blog to be anymore, or if I even want it to BE anymore. I've got so little to say. Well, that's not true. I just have two or three things to say, and that's not terribly exciting. I still don't have a job, I'm still taking care of my family (so much so of late that I now don't even have time for a part-time job), I'm still trying to lose weight (it's working!), I'm still fighting off (more-than-occasional nowadays) bouts of something that smacks of depression. Not the "oh my God my life is a mess someone please feel sorry for me now" kind. Sulky ain't got time to waller, yo. It's the "I'm all washed-up and useless" kind. The kind that can only be cured by finding a good job. :)

Only mostly dead
10.02.04 (3:33 pm)   [edit]

No, I'm not actually really all the way dead, I'm only mostly dead. :) Hiya to anyone who still checks in here...just a note to say I miss you and I miss blogging, and I'm almost ready to come back from this little self-imposed break. I realize I didn't actually say I was taking a break, which would have been the polite thing to do, but I didn't even know it myself. I hope you all are well, I think of you tons, and I thank you for coming to check on me. I've really been in a big pickle at home, and that and a few other personal matters have completely taken up my time. So it ain't personal. :) I'm almost ready to come back and blog some more with you, but I've just not been able to do so for a while. I'm sorry I haven't been around; I'll let you know what's up very soon. Meanwhile, Happy October, and enjoy the fall. :)

xoxo Love Sulky


Too much (clap clap) time on my hands
08.14.04 (4:47 pm)   [edit]

Well, actually, no, but I just had to say this:

"Dear NBC,

Hi. You don't know me. But I used to be a professional broadcaster. By "professional", I mean, quite the opposite of Katie Couric and Bob Costas. Their "color" during the Athens Olympic Opening Ceremonies was infantile, excessive, unimaginative, uninformative, sardonic, sarcastic, ignorant of mood and atmosphere, and entirely superfluous. Professional broadcasters shut up when Bjork is singing about the damn ocean wearing a damn ocean dress. Professional broadcasters don't feel it necessary to make a four-hour spectacle all about them. Professional broadcasters (like the late great and sorely-missed Jim McKay) understand we've got TV sets in the house and therefore can, you know, SEE what's happening, and don't actually need it explained to death. Professional broadcasters elevate their dialogue to match the elevated intellects of far more of the audience than Katie and Bob, apparently, give credit for existing at all. Are you hiring? Because I could crap a better show in a drunken coma than you paid these two yahoos millions of dollars for. I'll do it for free. I'm serious. That is, if there's any show showing between the commercials. Thanks. I'll be waiting for your call. Love, Sulky."  

Y'all take care, II'll check in again right soon. I'm off to enjoy roadside diners and to look at all that corn again. How can there be any corn left in the state of Iowa? It would seem Illinois has it all!

Love you folks, S. 

P.S.--Many of you live near where the high winds are blowin' down there in the southeastern quadrant of these United States. My thoughts and wishes for safety are with you--do take care, and here's hoping everyone you know comes through all right. :)

Memo to Human Resources...
08.11.04 (11:18 am)   [edit]

...Sulky need a job! Heehee.

But in addition to that little tidbit, it's one of the many fabulous songs on the new John2 offering, "The Spine". It includes familiar material from fanclub downloads, and lots and lots of new pleasantness. The "Indestructible Object" EP (which also includes the snazzy "Memo to Human Resources") was a nice little appetizer for this gem (of course, if TMBG put out a double live album called "Excrement: Tunes from the Toilet", I'd be first in line, so I may be ever-so-slightly biased). Those of you enjoying TMBG on the road this summer--I hate you! I'm just playin'; the Johns don't hate, an' neitha should I. But my point! If you have not done so, you should immediately purchase "The Spine" and join me in cutting a rug this evening. Wee; sigh. Oh...and Liam? You're entitled to your opinion, of course, and as I say, I'm especially biased...but who said the band was required by law not to change their sound? That's all they've been doing, from album to album, for decades. Sorry if that disturbs you; maybe you'd feel more comfortable just sitting at home playing the same records over and over and never leaving the house! (Oh wait, that's what I do. Never mind! :wink:)

Yessir, they got trouble, right there in the Sunflower State. I don't envy the KLA right about now, nossir.

Well, hell. It looks like I'm going to miss Bumbershoot...again. If you live out that way, knock yerselves out, and save me a program guide!

Meanwhile, down in Athens Gee-Ay, lucky Gretchen gets to witness this! Yay!

Speakin' of John2, Little John came through town here last week, spent the night, awoke refreshed and ready to rumble, spoke to a decent-sized crowd and gave them a real thrill with actual, you know, discourse and ideas (I know, it sounds odd, but there didn't appear to be any ventriloquism involved!), and hied himself on up to Saint Looey to meet up with Big John for their old-fashioned whistlestop tour. The train includes a car from HST's fabled tour, in a nice homey nod to history. These little touches are of course thrown in for people just like me, but I don't care. It's nice anyway. :)

Still can't upload pix. Stories with pix backing up into netherregions of brain. Will hopefully solve soon--you folks like your purty pitchers as much as I do.

Headed back to sister's Sunday, hope to blog before then a bit, but if not I will see you from the road. Many thanks to you kindly folk again for your well-wishes--they are returned to you a hundredfold, in all your endeavors. :) Thinkin' of all of ye. Keep yer unit on, as they say.

xoxo love Sulky

Fakey blogroll!
08.05.04 (8:32 pm)   [edit]

Evenin'. I'd just like to give a shout-out here to m' boy cousins. As unemployment coooooooooooooooonTINues to kick my ass, I've been blessed with all kindsa friends--some old, some new, some borrowed, some blue--and my boy cousins have been most supportive too, frequently distracting me with shiny things and lots of delicious beer. Basically, it's like "Little Men" around here--they're what I have instead of brothers! So to you, gentlemen, a health.

Sidenote: music 'zine a l'il bit on hold right now but we will be gearing up before long. Look out. :) Plan to answer your emails regarding such, and to knock on some of your doors for submissions too, if you're interested!

Sigh. Lucky Pinky, James, and Robin, and their respective lucky pals for getting to watch Camera Obscura "twee it up a bit" at Mergefest 15 ...it sounds like it was a grand time, with really squishy yummy bands, and I am not at all jealous of missing it, nope, nosiree, not this girl. Double sigh! :D

Onto the fakey blogroll! We here at fling fling!, by the by, realize that we have become officially embarrassed by our blog. It lacks both good form and fresh content, and you know, if I cared more, why, I'd do something about it. As it is, I just say, sue me. :) But I do feel bad because I've been awfully slow to point out these peeps here; terribly remiss! And hey, Luddite Librarian...where'd you run off to again, sweetie? Please come back?:




Julie Shen

Librarians Happen

Kung-Fu Librarian

Jonny Angel

Library Dust

diy librarian




Librarian's Rant

NexGen Librarian


Tales from the "Liberry"  


Bad Girl Librarian

Short and Sweet Like Me

Pop Goes the Library


Remember to visit them often and explore their linkage! I heart you, liberry blogs!

xoxo Sulky

08.02.04 (5:20 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]From [url=http://www.strenturgent.com]Jeremy[/url] [/b][/i]. As I am sadly incapable of original blogging at the moment. :)

Which internet subculture do I belong to? [CLICK]
You are a Conspiracy Theorist!
Holy cow! You actually did an online quiz? Little did you realise that the information you gave us is being sent to an unknown government agency for evil use against you! Don't try to leave, we are already watching.
More Quizzes at Go-Quiz.com

[i][b]It dovetails nicely [/b][/i]with my latest idea for a bandname, coincidentally--"Tinfoil Beret". Yep. :)

[i][b]xoxo Sulky[/b][/i]

Still not dead!
07.31.04 (8:55 am)   [edit]
[i][b]The reports[/b][/i] are greatly exaggerated. :)

[i][b]Hiya, friends! [/b][/i]Boy, did I ever miss you. Hoo boy, did I ever...Sulky here reporting for duty (sorry, [url=http://www.johnkerry.com/index.html]Big John[/url], didn't mean to swipe yer line)! Hope you've all been well; trying to catch up with yer various doings and/or blogs. Some of you I've just flat-out neglected--again; still--so be looking for communiques right soon. My apologies...

[i][b]I'm finally back[/b][/i] from my sister's, where Mom and I went for 18 days to try to help get her back on her feet (divorce, bad health, general grumptastic mood/actual depression)...and well, I'd love to be able to report that we did some good. Friends say to be patient; that even if it doesn't look like she's coming out of it, it's all percolating inside her, and she will be okay. I'm clinging to that wise advice with all my heart. We walked into something that we weren't prepared for; we knew it was going to be bad, but we didn't know she was essentially having a nervous breakdown. So we spent our time working very hard around her house inside and out, consoling, setting up appointments for professionals she could talk with, distracting, entertaining (I did a lot of soft shoe--I think it just made her cry harder), and poking through lots and lots of advice books. We're going back in a couple of weeks to check up on her and finish some things we started in her house (getting it ready to sell)...so I'll be around here more often for the next few days. Thanks for your determination to will me to blog. I see my stats--you people don't give up on me. :D

[i][b]The worst part [/b][/i]of this little visit was the utter mad chaos of trying to fix a person and a house simultaneously, and having little time to do anything but concentrate on crisis management. That was pretty draining, but the best part was getting to take a little mental health break (sorely needed!) to meet m'partner in crime, young master [url=http://www.strenturgent.com]Jeremy[/url] , and his lovely, effervescent friend Fran, and his equally lovely and effervescent wife Lynn, and their amazing uberchild Mr. Whit. We just hung out, helped Fran move into her new apartment, took a little road trip, monkeyed around with music and books, ate a lot of cheese and meat (Wisconsin), and drank a goodly amount of beer. It was a total gas, very relaxing, and an enormous treat to meet and greet some truly wonderful people. Hope to see 'em again right soon!

[i][b]In other news,[/b][/i] the job hunt continues (after a suspension while in Illinois), came back to find other sick relatives still sick (expected nothing different), my gentleman friend S. and I are still conversing (that's what we like to call it!), and the neighbor/friend I asked (and paid) to take care of my garden while I was away all but killed my beautiful plants. I left specific written instructions of what to do when, all pretty and typed up nicely, couldn't have been clearer, and came home to mayhem, neglect, death, and destruction. As I told a friend, next time, remind me to ask a stranger on the street to ignore my plants for free--I'd get the same results. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......but I've salvaged what I could, and what's left looks pretty. I don't begrudge this trip but I was sure hoping to come back to a different sight! :shock:

[i][b]I still can't upload pix[/b][/i] to tBlog. Don't know what the problem is. Keep getting a "cannot find server" IE error window. Anyone have any thoughts? Rocky was able to upload something to my images, but I can't, for some reason. Browser settings are fine. No clue...sucks because I've got all kindsa eye candy for you!

[i][b]So much more to say.[/b][/i] So little time right this moment. I'll be back later today. :) Y'all people take care now, awright? Remember to tie your shoes. It's important. :)

[i][b]xoxo S.[/b][/i]

35 big Sulky years!
07.18.04 (10:19 am)   [edit]
[i][b]Yay![/b][/i] Now we are 35!

[i][b]We are 35 [/b][/i]with no job, no home of our own, a family falling apart, friends and a boyfriend who all live away from us, and we're broke as a joke. :) But. We do have this, which I found on my sister's refrigerator today:

[i]by Charles Swindoll[/i]

[i]"The longer I live, the more I realize the
impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me,
is more important than facts.

It is more important than the past, than
education, than money, than circumstances,
than failures, than successes, than what other
people think or say or do. It is more important
than appearances, giftedness, or skill. It will
make or break a company...a church...a home.

The remarkable thing is we have a choice every
day regarding the attitude we will embrace
for that day. We cannot change our past...
we cannot change the fact that people will act in
a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable.
The only thing we can do is play on the one
string we have, and that is our attitude...

I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to
me and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with
you...we are in charge of our Attitudes."[/i]

[i][b]That is my only[/b][/i] birthday wish today. Those of you who know me know I don't care about candles and cake and presents and funny hats. Well, wait--yeah. I do love me some funny hats, yo. :wink: But I wish for a
good, healthy attitude. The next 365 days will be
what they will be...the question is, how will I choose
to see it?

[i][b]It's my wish [/b][/i]for you too. Even if it ain't your birfdays. :)

[i][b]Just a few words from the front; more soon,
xoxo Sulky[/b][/i]

Now this is what I'm talkin' about!
07.09.04 (4:45 pm)   [edit]
[url=http://librariansagainstbush.org/index.html][i][b]Ohhhhhh, hell yeah.[/b][/i][/url]

[i][b]Now[/b][/i] we're cookin' with gas. :P

07.08.04 (9:46 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]'Sup all y'all![/b][/i] Man, I'm busier than a tapeworm-ridden entrant in a hotdog eating contest!

[i][b]What?[/b][/i] I don't know. Just ignore me; I do. :)

The author, in the process of coming up with nonsensical crap for her blog.

[i][b]The busyness [/b][/i](business?) has kinda felt like an outta control carnival ride, but has also resulted in increasingly successful attempts each day to cross off more than half of my to-do list. Regular readers of this..."blog"...(more like neglected stepchild) may recall my issues with managing enormo-hunks of unstructured time. Well, I think I've finally gotten a handle on that: I just drink a whole lot of coffee. Far more than I should. Far more than I ever did. Hey, it's workin' for me! Of course, there's that whole "I can't sleep" part, but just look at the work I'm pumpin' out! :)

[i][b]Unfortunately[/b][/i] this has meant another lag in bloggy goodness for you, my ragtag crew of stubborn hangers-on. And I'm sure you're all the worse for it. :wink:

[i][b]Oh hey--[/b][/i]before I move on--to actual content--some of y'all just went to a Decemberists show. How was it! :)

[i][b]And now,[/b][/i] Sulky plays catch-up:

[i][b]After seeing[/b][/i] [url=http://www.michaelmoore.com]this man's[/url] most recent effort, like many of you, I'm completely ready for that mission to Mars we've been batting around for decades now. You bring the mp3s, I'll bring the beer cooler. Jeebus. Sulky don't git political much 'round here, because if she did, that's all she'd write about. I could write a whole separate blog about geopolitics...but who'd water my plants? Anyway. I joke because it's far more seemly than breaking down in weepy hysterics every two seconds over modern life in America. I know you feel me. :shock:

[i][b]Ear tubes![/b][/i]
[i][b]My mom[/b][/i] had ear tubes put in last week, and is recovering beautifully! I’ve been after her for six months to see an ENT because of fluid blockage and subsequent profound hearing loss, but hey, I ain't the only stubborn one in this family. It"s been highly amusing to watch her jump every time the A/C comes on: "What the hell was that!?!" Hee.

[i][b]Lying and cheating[/b][/i]
[i][b]Meanwhile, [/b][/i]my sister is not doing at all well. It turns out that her soon-to-be-ex-husband has been cheating on her, and she has unassailable proof thereof. Which she has taken to her attorney...sigh. He moved out last week, and she’s been pretty much crying all the time and falling apart at the slightest provocation. This is made all the more difficult to deal with because of her poor health. Mom and I are leaving on Sunday to go visit her for a couple of weeks. It was her birthday today, and all she did was cry. I better not run across that asshat, had I, huh...

[i][b]Turtle wranglin'[/b][/i]
[i][b]There was a[/b][/i] snapping turtle languishing under the hot sun in my front yard, all of a sudden, the other day, so I made him a wading pool, and put him in the shade. Later, I put him in a bucket filled with a little bit of water and took him to the park, where he now resides lakeside under a cypress tree. Farewell, dear snapping turtle; we hardly knew ye. You were really mellow, to be sure, but you weren’t as pretty as that painted box turtle I used to have. That one had free roam of the basement, which he greatly enjoyed, but sadly passed into glory after a precariously-balanced box of textbooks fell on his wee noggin one terrible night. Which just goes to prove: a little knowledge is indeed a dangerous thing. RIP, Yertle. May flights of giant Galapagos tortoises sing thee to thy rest.

[i][b]The most [/b][/i]remarkable thing happened! Back here at [i][b]fling fling![/b][/i] a while ago, I was lamenting the many friends with whom I’d fallen out of touch over the years--and somehow, one of them, Harriet, found me! Yay! I heart the internet.

[i][b]S. stands for sugar[/b][/i]
S., my boyfriend, in his studio. Just 'cause. :)

[i][b]CD tradin' post[/b][/i]
[i][b]Amongst other things,[/i][/b] I've traded [url=http://www.strenturgent.com]Jeremy[/url] the Clientele catalog for the new Mission of Burma. We're both happy! Still workin' on the zine. More on that next entry!

[i][b]In job news:[/b][/i]
[i][b]Screw it![/b][/i] Nothing worth mentioning! Same old shit different day! Yippee! :?

[i][b]Dat's about it[/b][/i] fo' right now. Got a big ol' wildlife story for ya, with pix to match, but tBlog isn't letting me upload 'em right now, and I refuse to tell it without visual aids. So. Soon. :)

[i][b]Love all y'all! [/b][/i] I thank you again for reading and commenting. Stay cool now, and remember to replenish your fluids! Be right back,

[i][b]xoxo S.[/b][/i]

06.27.04 (7:27 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]Bits and bobs, bits and bobs:[/b][/i]

[i][b]Fungus gnats[/b][/i]
[i][b]So I’ve been fighting[/b][/i] [url=http://www.ext.vt.edu/departments/entomology/factsheets/fungusgn.html]fungus gnats[/url]. I did everything you’re supposed to do for my indoor herb containers, absolutely textbook, but they’ve pestered me for almost two months now, and have effectively killed two batches of herbs--one I grew from seeds, and one replacement planting when the first ones fell victim.

The latest victims:

[i][b]Now,[/b][/i] all my outdoor herbs are fine, as are all my outdoor flowers and plants. Thriving, beautiful, and free of pests and disease. Of course this is because I examine them daily and treat them if there is even a tiny sign of trouble. I’ve been in contact with two Master Gardeners for their input on what I should do, and have followed their instructions to a T, but am still plagued. I think this is the end of my lovely indoor herbs. What a shame…the only thing I’d be able to do now is move off all organic solutions and onto more harmful chemicals, and I’m not willing to do that. The battle rages on. Any ideas? :(

[i][b]The Robinsons[/b][/i]
[i][b]The Robinsons came to stay[/b][/i] across from my kitchen window this spring. I got to watch them from birth to test flights, and eventually, Moving Day. Mrs. Robinson had herself four fine babies:


[i][b]They were [/b][/i]such nice neighbors. Clean; quiet. I sure miss 'em. Wonder who's gonna move in now? :)

[i][b]New boyfriend![/b][/i]
[i][b]This is S.[/b][/i] He is my new boyfriend. Well, this is him when he was a boy. I thought I'd clear that up. :)


[i][b]He is involved [/b][/i]with two prog-rock bands, and has an audio/video production company. He is funny, smart, sweet, kind, and most interesting all around. I like him just a whole bunch. He says hi. I told him you all were very nice and would be happy to see him. :)

[i][b]Family reunion[/b][/i]
[i][b]This was a fairly[/b][/i] unremarkable event as regards culling embarrassing stories. Generally someone does or says something unforgivably dorky or inappropriate, and that someone is occasionally me, but this time? Nope. We were on our best behavior, for some unknown reason. I got to meet many folks I never had before, we celebrated a cousin's 99th birthday (he was completely sugared up on cake; big mistake, whoops), was introduced to many new infant cousins, yacked about librarianship with my librarian cousin Martha, yacked about teenage boy things with my favorite cousin Zach, and so on and further. After, we visited the [url=http://new-madrid.mo.us/higgersonschool.htm]one-room schoolhouse[/url] my grandfather's side of the family started, up near the Mississippi levee. The night before the reunion, there's a benefit fish fry for the school, and that's way cool as well.

Cousins Taylor, Matthew, and Summer. Note the covered dishes. Hi, welcome to the Midwest. May we take your order?

[i][b]Dessert-wise,[/b][/i] this reunion always rocks. I ate some good homemade strawberry pie, made by cousins unknown, a slice of Aunt Ruby's excellent pecan pie (I think she musta sold her soul to the devil to make something this pedestrian this uniquely delicious), and some of my own rhubarb pie (which I will put up against [url=http://store.mpr.org/PHC/catalog/product_generic.jhtml?id=prod190010]Bebop-A-Reebop[/url] any ol’ day):

[i][b]Sulky's 'Barb Pie[/b][/i]

4 cups chopped rhubarb
1 1/3 cups white sugar
6 tablespoons all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon butter
1 recipe pastry for a 9-inch double-crust pie

1. Preheat oven to 450 degrees F.
2. Combine sugar and flour. Sprinkle 1/4 of it over pastry in pie plate. Heap rhubarb over this mixture. Sprinkle with remaining sugar and flour. Dot with small pieces of butter. Cover with top crust.
3. Place pie on lowest rack in oven. Bake for 15 minutes. Reduce oven temperature to 350 degrees F, and continue baking for 40 to 45 minutes. Serve warm with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Weee!

[i][b]Yep,[/b][/i] there's plenty to be said for strawberry-rhubarb pie (if it's a good ratio of fruit and not too sweet), and even for those rhubarb custard confections people seem to be so fond of. But for me, this is the real deal. No tapioca, no orange zest, no brown sugar. Simple and good. If you give it a whirl, lemme know how it turns out. :)

[i][b]New fanzine![/b][/i]
[i][b]My friend [url=http://www.strenturgent.com]Jeremy[/url][/b][/i] and I are starting a fanzine! (Just what the world needs! But hey. We're bored.) The premise of it is: your favorite groundbreaking artists and albums that changed your perspective in some way. We’re soliciting essays from friends, and each issue will feature about twenty essays, all about one particular artist or album. For our debut issue, we’re asking y'all what your favorite Velvet Underground release is, why, and what impact it had on your lives.

[i][b]We’re calling it [/b][/i]“Letter to a Fanzine”, after the Great Plains song of the same name:

[i]Why do punk rock guys go out with new wave girls?
Why do punk rock guys go out with new wave girls?
Why do punk rock guys go out with new wave girls?
Why do punk rock guys go out with new wave girls!

Isn't my haircut really intense?
Isn't Nick Cave a genius in a sense?
You didn't print my last letter - what's better? drugs or sex?
Isn't my haircut really intense?

We like everything that comes out on 4AD.
We like everything that comes out on SST.
We like almost everything that comes out on Homestead.
I like everything I get in the mail for free! (How 'bout that?)

Why do punk rock guys go out with new wave girls?
Why do punk rock guys go out with new wave girls?
Why do punk rock guys go out with new wave girls?
Why do punk rock guys go out with new wave girls! [/i]

[i][b]Yeah.[/b][/i] :)

[i][b]In another blog entry,[/b][/i] I'll put up our opening statements, so you can better see where we're coming from, and the (ever-growing) list of artists and albums we'll be concentrating on in future issues. We'll be including our own essays in every issue. Essays should be about 250 words long, and if you wish to include a photo of you holding your favorite VU rekkid, we'll slap that in the zine too. Please send photos as .jpg attachments.

[i][b]Hopefully[/b][/i] (eventually) this will be a monthly zine. If you should enjoy writing for us, you’d be more than welcome to do it again sometime. Let us know if you’d like to see the list of artists and albums we’re going to concentrate on for future issues!

[i][b]Although we’re [/b][/i]in the fledgling development stages of thinking about art and graphics, and still playing around with layout ideas and additional content, we plan to distribute LTAF locally--at record stores and clubs and wherever else we can think of. We hope to make the zine CD-sized (that way, it won’t take up much shelf/rack space, and will be nice and portable). Jeremy lives in Wisconsin, and I in Missouri. If you’d be interested in distributing in your own town, once we get goin' here, well, how sweet would that be!

[i][b]Why, yes![/b][/i] This is indeed a real fanboy/fangirl project, to be sure, but we’re also hoping to gather good music criticism of our featured artists and albums. Whatever stories you have to tell, memories you’d like to recount, favorite lyrics you’d like to recite--we want to hear from you. Please email me at [i][b][u]xploding_poprocks@excite.com [/u][/b][/i]with your ramblings! Thankee kindly!

[i][b]xoxo S.[/b]

06.26.04 (11:55 am)   [edit]
[i][b]Remember [url=http://www.grrl.com/spellinggrrl.html]Rebecca Sealfon[/url]? [/b][/i]You might not be as fervent a fan of the Scripps-Howard National Spelling Bee as I am, but I bet you remember her. She was the rail-thin, excitable young lady who won the 1997 Bee with the word “euonym”, which she spelled exuberantly, shrieking each letter with her fists clenched above her head in triumph. See, she [u][i][b]knew[/b][/i][/u] that word. She knew it before she started to spell it. She knew it even better as she was spelling it, and before she got to the end of it, she realized: I am about to win. I know this word, and it is going to let me win here today. Watching Rebecca revel in her moment, balancing her trophy on her head and squealing with laughter, crying tears of joy and relief, was one of the more breathtaking moments I’ve known. It was a fantastic moment for geeky girls everywhere. I promptly sat down and wrote her a letter, telling her never to lose that exuberance, and not to listen to asshats who couldn't see past the geekiness to the intelligence and joy within. I never got a response, but while I was in graduate school, I got a third-hand report from a friend at Princeton that she was much the same girl as on that lovely day in 1997. That did my heart good.

[i][b]She’s been on my mind [/b][/i]a lot lately. I think it’s because I am yearning for intellectual excitement and a feeling of utter joy that comes from doing something, and doing it well. I've not felt at all like blogging, because it's just the same old thing all the time around here: Sulky doesn't have a job, Sulky's looking for a job, Sulky's hoping to get a job. So much so, in fact, that I managed to stumble on another blog where someone mentions my state of chronic unemployment. I despise having to look at myself not as a librarian, but as an out-of-work librarian. My job hunt of late has taken me nowhere. My part-time job search locally is fruitless, too. I've become a complete outsider to the world of work. This is unlike me in the extreme, and if you knew me (some of you do), you'd know how much this distresses me.

[i][b]So I was thinking of Rebecca [/b][/i]and hoping her life has turned out well. That she has been able to get everything she wanted, and that she is doing it all with wild abandon. My situation is taking a toll on me, and I’m not sure how much longer I can go without really starting to feel permanently useless and unwanted. It’s happening in fits and starts now, and I am doing my best to keep my spirits up (and you all help me, and other friends, but it’s awfully challenging these days). I just want someone to want me for my skills and my creativity and my intellect and my achievement and my ideas. It’s taking far too long to get into a position that will satisfy me and let me put to use everything I am and have and have done and know how to do.

[i][b]Something has to give soon [/b][/i]or I am going to lose my shit. I've got my fingers crossed for Rebecca. :)

[i][b]xoxo S.[/b][/i]

Fam'ly 'union
06.11.04 (7:00 am)   [edit]
[i][b]Well, craptastic.[/b][/i] Here I'm wanting to tote m'laptop wif me as I toddle down to my family reunion this weekend (embarrassing photos later), but it is "acting up", as we say. So I might not get to post till Tuesday...although you're thinking, yeah? What's unusual about that? Nuttin' 'cept I was actually planning on posting this weekend! :( Sigh...well, y'all have a good one. I gotta git these rhubarb pies all wrapped up. Later, kids! :)

[i][b]xoxo Sulky [/b][/i]

At the zoo
06.10.04 (1:59 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]From the world of IM:[/b][/i]

Sulky says:
Sulky says:
summer cold. how are you?
E. says:
ungh? what the hell is ungh?
snuffle ungh
can't breathe
many sympathies. did I tell you about the house in florida?
it sold
whew. congrats! finally!! yay!!!
and then we made an offer on one in STL
oh yeah? wow!!
then the deal fell through this weekend on the florida house. and we lost the stl house.
f*ck it. just live in a yurt.
and then a goat stepped on lisa while we were at the zoo
wait, i'm sorry. what?
not even kidding
LMAO! is she hurt?
damn goats are aggressive
petting zoo incident?
yep. bruised her ankle. she still hobbles around a bit
sigh. he just wanted to tap dat ass
right! the goats were getting frisky and she got in their way
never come between a goat and another goat, i guess
wow. good advice. actually, that sounds like something that would happen to me.
no, you would get horned in the ass
right. so right!
and have a big bruise on your thigh
and have stitches
and break your glasses
and fall on my head
and the zoo people would be all indignant like it was your fault
it's an attractive picture. but highly accurate, sadly
oh yes, i'd be totally sued!
so we're at the zoo..
and this guy is in the parakeet cage with his 2 year old daughter
right, i gotcha, i'm there, go on
it's a place where you buy this nectar for $1 and feed the birds
right, i feel you, i've been there, i see it
so he has 2 of them on his head and the daughter is thinking this is great
shit city?
nope. you'd think that, but you'd be wrong. the birds are eating out of the little syrup cup that she is holding
so cute, so darling
and one of them pecks her
oh f*ck
she puts her hands up in a defensive motion and spills the honey-like nectar mix all over her hair
completely awesome. are you sure she wasn't my kid?
she starts screaming, the birds start flapping and diggin' ttheir claws into this guy's head
HAHAHHAHAHAHA omg that's priceless
and the wife of this guy starts yelling at him because the kid spilled syrup on her new little dress.
oh no she diiiiiiiiiiiiiiint
like this is the major concern of the moment?!
and the dude is like (rightly so i might add) " Hey, do you mind helping me instead of yelling at me?"
hells yeah, right on! amen! it's called an accident, hello
right. yet somehow, it was his fault that the kid spilled this stuff, and he got clawed in the head.
so i saw the guy a few minutes later, standing off to the side....
(and now it is revealed that this dude is a relative of mine) haha
snort. so i went over to him and said " man, your life sucks, what's the problem with your wife, you were totally right back there"
rock on my brotha!!
he and I are now best friends. i'll probably never see him again, and i don't know his name. but he loves me. i can tell
you stood up for his ass
let's throw her in the monkey cage!!
i love it. good story.
well, i didn't say it in front of his wife. i'm not crazy.
no. she's clearly psychotic
oh, she was super mean
that's a good one, all right.
I'm shocked I didn't marry her
boss - hold please
aight g


ok i'm back
sigh. i'm still back at the zoo.
how is the new boyfriend
wonderful. ty. having a fine time!
did ya hear that ray charles died?
oh, no! today?
yeah. he never saw it coming, i bet
oh, i think i lost that in the reagan circus
that was horrible! shame on you.
sorry. but isn't this reagan thing ridiculous
some congressmen are trying to get him on the $10 bill now
hello. i'm sorry hes dead. im sorry he was sick. but could we please manage to have a funeral without rewriting history? thanks, everyone
i know. nauseating.
trickle down my ass
wait, not what i meant
i gotcher trickle down right here bub
right. right. right.
but still funny
it was! yes!
hey, i need to cruise back to work. touch me tomorrow
touch base with me tomorrow
heehee. oh, i'll just be doing the latter. have a good one!
freud, party of 2
later tater
later babe
later dud
or dud, your choice
either way.
(paging dan quayl)

[i][b]P.S. Hey everyone, I have a new boyfriend! Film at eleven. :D xoxo Sulky[/b][/i]

Robin's song meme
05.23.04 (4:36 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]Indie rock mommy [/b][/i]Robin, she of the beautifully-designed, pistachio-hued, and chock full of eclectic goodness [url=http://www.csua.berkeley.edu/~schen/mt/]she*had*a*thirst*for*knowledge[/url], and the elegantly spare and most entertaining [url=http://www.livejournal.com/users/everywhichway/]song o' the day[/url], has posted a wonderful song meme. I love your answers, missy, and I enjoyed the questions so much I thought I would replicate them here. Hope you don't mind!:

[b]1. Your favorite song with the name of a city in the title or text.[/b]
"Piazza, New York Catcher", Belle and Sebastian

[b]2. A song you've listened to repeatedly when you were depressed at some point in your life.[/b]
"Fallen", Elvis Costello

[b]3. Ever bought an entire album just for one song and wound up disliking everything but that song? Gimme that song.[/b]
"Lovefool", Cardigans (come on, you did it too, and boy, didn't that suck?)

[b]4. A great song in a language other than English.[/b]
"O Estrangeiro", Caetano Veloso (although there is some namechecking of artists with English names)

[b]5. Your least favorite song on one of your favorite albums of all time.[/b]
"That's Really Super, Supergirl", XTC (from [i]Skylarking[/i]). Not unpleasant, and in fact I do like it, but it causes a tiny rift in an otherwise perfect album, to me. Just my 'pinion.

[b]6. A song you like by someone you find physically unattractive or otherwise repellent.[/b]
"Leafy Incline", Tad

[b]7. Your favorite song that has expletives in it that's not by Liz Phair.[/b]
"Army", Ben Folds 5

[b]8. A song that sounds as if it's by someone British but isn't.[/b]
"Summerteeth", Wilco (it's their Beatles fetish)

[b]9. A song you like (possibly from your past) that took you forever to finally locate a copy of.[/b]
For the longest time, I kept wanting this bootleg of "Kerosene" by Big Black that has a bunch of other songs on it, including "Jordan, Minnesota". Well, that only took about forever. I could have bought it directly from Black Death Records, but I wanted to find it myself. Couldn't locate it in stores, obviously. Finally! Traded a friend for a signed copy of "Bucky Fellini" by Dead Milkmen. I clearly came out ahead. Of course, he thinks he came out ahead, since he was an even bigger Milkhead than I...:wink:

[b]10. A song that reminds you of spring but doesn't mention spring at all.[/b]
"Song for the Morning to Sing", Boo Radleys

[b]11. A song that sounds to you like being happy feels.[/b]
"Alright", Supergrass (despite the misspelling that grates on my nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard)

[b]12. Your favorite song from a non-soundtrack compilation album.[/b]
"Lucy", Helium (from [i]What's Up Matador[/i])

[b]13. A song that reminds you of high school.[/b]
"Beach Party Vietnam", Dead Milkmen

[b]14. A song that reminds you of college.[/b]
You couldn't leave your dorm room without hearing that damn "Personal Jesus" by that damn Depeche Mode. Blech.

[b]15. A song you actually like by an artist you otherwise dislike.[/b]
"Fast as You Can", Fiona Apple

[b]16. A song by a band that features three or more female members.[/b]
"Never Say Never", that dog.

[b]17. One of the earliest songs that you can remember listening to.[/b]
"If", Bread (scarred for life now)

[b]18. A song you've been mocked by friends for liking.[/b]
I seriously do like "Toxic", by Britneeeeeee. Go ahead, mock if you dare. I see that TV, behind you, all tuned to the VH1 and shit. :P

[b]19. A really good cover version you think no one else has heard.[/b]
"A Simple Desultory", Swamp Zombies (I will give you money if you have heard it)

[b]20. A song that has helped cheer you up (or empowered you somehow) after a breakup or otherwise difficult situation.[/b]
"Evening at Lafitte's", Squirrel Nut Zippers

[i][b]Your turn!

[i][b]And! [/b][/i]Bonus pitchers!

A magnolia pod just starting to bloom...
[/i] [image]Sulkbrarian_493750228.jpg[/image]

...and a bloom just starting to open. Right now, before the air becomes heavy with their full, rich scent, they smell light and citrusy, like pink lemonade. Nummy...

I found a new friend/Underneath my pillow
05.22.04 (3:40 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]Hey all! [/b][/i]Once again, got kind of preoccupied with the usual stuff, but there are some new twists, and I'm hoping for good things. The jobhunt in Libraryland goes in waves; that is, as far as entry-level positions are concerned, and it is just now coming off another mini-downswing. There were many prospects from New Years until a couple of weeks ago, but I can see it on a little upswing right now. I expect it to continue this pendulum effect for a while, because I assume hiring funds in the fiscal '04 coffers will begin to dwindle, and the summer reading programs are gearing up--so people won't have tons of time to hire and train youth librarians. We shall continue to watch with bated breath. You don't know how much I look forward to the day where I can proclaim here, in the biggest type possible, "I GOT A JOB!!!" Look for it. Hope it will happen soon...and for my pals still lookin' too. Good on ya...

[i][b]In niftier news,[/b][/i] I have made a new friend, and hes just the bee's knees! His wife is a librarian who stumbled on my blog, and passed it onto him (specifically that "Championship Vinyl" entry from last month, because her husband, a webguy, is the same way about rekkid sto's, and was a college radio MD too)! Weve been reminiscing about radio and our favorite bands and the like. Thus has now begun a mix CD tradin' post!

[i][b]Here is my new friend, [/b][/i][url=http://www.strenturgent.com]Jeremy[/url].
Go see him; he has a most entertaining and thoughtful blog! His pal Gretchen and I are also having a meeting of the minds. :)

[i][b]And (Megan Began!)[/b][/i] I bought my ticket to see [url=http://www.4ad.com/artists/catalogue/pixies/]the show[/url]. They added a stop in Columbia, Missouri, this October. If Im not still living there then, Ill put it up for sale. Sure hope it lives up to the reviews Ive seen!

[i][b]Been reading [/b][/i]everyones blogs too--youre a lively bunch to keep up with, for sure! I love reading what youre up tosome of you aren't havin' a real great spring right now, due to one thing or the other, so my hugs and extra kisses to you. Thinkin' boutcha...always! Even if I'm not taking time to comment. Yer on m'mind. :)

[i][b]And I finally[/b][/i] got through the hellish quagmire that is ALA balloting. The [url=http://www.ala.org/ala/ourassociation/governanceb/electioninfo/alaelectioninfo.htm]results[/url] came out pretty good, I think. I hope!

[i][b]Smarty Jones,[/b][/i] will you marry me??? Sigh! Yeah, I know, I know. What about the children... :roll: Well, I can't help it! I can't wait--I think [url=http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2004/more/05/15/preakness.race.ap/]he's gonna win[/url] the Triple Crown!

[i][b]Psst...[/b][/i]Sulky's got a secret...awright. I have developed a raging case of insomnia since I've been out of grad skool lo these many months. Only one thing calms me down and puts me to sleep. No, it's not bourbon, although that was a good guess. It's [url=http://www.gsn.com/]GSN[/url] reruns in the middle of the night. I like the old "Password" a lot...but...[url=http://www.gsn.com/specific_page_elements.php?link_id=S29]"What's My Line?"[/url] really sends me. Oh, how I adore that show. You've got your host, Mr. John Charles Daly, and your panelists, Miss Dorothy Kilgallen, and your Miss Arlene Francis, and--swoon--your Mr. Bennett Cerf (whose son Christopher spearheads the [url=http://pbskids.org/lions/]"Between the Lions"[/url] campaign/show/juggernaut/empire over there on the PBS.) Yes, I have a crush on the late Harvard scholar and Random House bigwig. He's an older gentleman, too. Scandal!! I think it's his gentle demeanor and amusing voice. Basically, that's why I like the show. Everyone, including the celebrity panelists and mystery guests, seems to be so witty and well-educated and well-spoken and well-mannered and well-dressed and charming and funny and genteel and elegant. Sigh...how come I can't live in the Fifties? (Not that I would fit in, but I could be a fly on the wall!) Or just visit for a bit, [url=http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120789/]Pleasantville[/url]-style?

[url=http://www.pinkplaidface.blogspot.com]Pinky[/url] is right! The new Todd Oldham convertible [url=http://www.la-z-boy.com/ourfurniture/furniture_detail.asp?furnitureID=1135]sofa[/url] is absolutely wonderful. My friend M. and I were trying to decide what fabric would look best in her new living room. This is just the sort of thing M. adores, particularly as she was an undergraduate design student--sleek, stylish, well-designed, versatile furniture!

[i][b]I cannot wait to see[/b][/i] [url=http://www.delovelymovie.com/]this[/url]. And, [url=http://thevillage.movies.go.com/]this[/url]. [url=http://www.theterminal-themovie.com/]This[/url] looks pretty cute, too!

[i][b]I have something else [/b][/i]interesting to tell you but not quite yet. Not quite yet. :P :wink: Trying to hold it in...whew! I made it! Heeeeehee. What a tease. :twisted:

[i][b]Finally, random[/b][/i] Kansas City photos; old-style, new-style:

Gingerbread, downtown.

The "new" courthouse.

[i][b]No special reason. :)

xoxo S.[/b][/i]

[i][b]P.S. I forgot! [/b][/i]Did anyone see Charlie Rose's interview with Laurie Anderson the other night? I only caught the last half; forgot it was coming on. But what I saw was wonderful...she talked about all kinds of lovely things, like her big music writing project for an enormous public garden in Japan (you get a listening device as you walk through), being the artist-in-residence for NASA, and deciding to walk from Milan to Paris on a whim. Sigh. :) She also performed a few seconds' worth of a piece in which she puts one of those newfangled pillow speakers in her mouth and amplifies her humming...and then at the end, Chuck says, "Give my regards to Mr. Reed". Heehee! What did they discuss for the first half of the show, anyone? Bueller?? Thanks!

Horticulture fest again
05.19.04 (8:35 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]Mini photoblog for you:[/b][/i]

Sad attempt to grow sage and summer savory. Rosemary ok, thyme ok, lemon basil and lemon balm go for launch...there is now citrus mint in the square pot, and yes, I do know those animals are scary...

Coming along: sweet basil, flat-leaf parsley, cilantro, chives, oregano, chervil, purple ruffle basil.

More of the same but outside. The mint I had to put in after a failed spearmint experiment, and it's Kentucky Colonel mint. Juleps and mojitos, anyone? :P

My pretty peonies.

Where Sulky sits to contemplate lo-fi and unemployment.

What the heck is this? It was very soft and fuzzy.

I had fallen in love with fuschia, not often seen in these parts, when I visited DJ in Seattle and noted tons of it growing happily here and there. Stumbled on several baskets of it in a local greenhouse recently, but whoa, too rich for my blood, at $15-20 per basket!

But the other day at another nursery, this one was in a broken basket and marked down to $2.74 (???) so I rescued it! Score!

You're prolly sick of this stuff by now but LOOK!!

And, LOOK!!

[i][b]Okay. Enough. Be back in a bit. :)
xoxo S.[/b][/i]

05.09.04 (2:37 am)   [edit]
[i][b]A Happy Mother's Day[/b][/i] to all you mothers out there! Enjoy your day. :) Here's an "awww!" for ya, courtesy my friend E. (sleeping here with his son, A., and stealthily photographed by wife and mother L.). If I were L., I'd tell them boys to get they lazy asses outta bed and fix me some breakfast:

[i][b]Once more,[/b][/i] I've thieved a nifty quiz idea from a fellow tBlogger. It happens. :) The idea is to answer the questions in song lyrics. Go!

[b]WHO ARE YOU? [/b]
Im the fastest girl around.

[b]HOW DO YOU FEEL? [/b]
There were 87 Advil in the bottle
Now theres thirty left
I ate 47
So what happened to the other ten?

Ive been for a walk
And every face I see seems to be mine.

Let me kiss your sweet lips one more time.

I could watch the dreams flicker in your eyes;
Lying here asleep on a sunbeam
I wonder if you realize you fascinate me so

T-I-R-E-D spells it! Spells it! Spells it!

You know what, Stuart? I like you...youre not like the other people, here in the trailer park.

And as the spotlights fade away,
And youre escorted through the foyer
You will resume your callow ways,
But I was meant for the stage.

It's all right 'cause the historical pattern has shown
How the economical cycle tends to revolve
In a round of decades three stages stand out in a loop
A slump and war then peel back to square one and back for more...

I returned a bag of groceries
Accidentally taken off the shelf
Before the expiration date.

I should be suspended from class;
I dont know my elbow from my arse.

[b]WHAT ARE YOU? [/b]
I am a scientist; I seek to understand me.

Theres so many people to see;
So many people you can check upon
And add to your collection.

It must just be the colors
And the kids
That keep me alive.

Could I be excused if I presume
That its more than disappointment that we share?

[b]WHAT CAN'T YOU DO? [/b]
Type slowly.

[i][b]Hoo boy.
Back to bed now. :shock:

xoxo S.[/b][/i]

CC: My readers
05.04.04 (9:19 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]Yowza,[/b][/i] I gotta put out some chips 'n dip or somethin' for all my new readers! I hope you all will want to come back. :) We're fresh out of sanity here, and you can always find something to point and laugh at. Right, regulars?

[i][b]In the last day or two,[/b][/i] lots of you have found your way here from the unparalleled [url=http://www.jessamyn.com]Ms. Jessamyn West[/url]'s opus, [url=http://www.librarian.net]librarian.net[/url]. You've come to read my post below regarding the appalling lack of niceties in Libraryland. An update for you! Here's what I wrote to the author of the letter I reprinted, [i][b]helhathno_fury[/b][/i]:

[i]Dear fury,

Hiya. I was so entranced and fired up and in agreement with your recent open letter to library directors that I've taken the liberty of reposting it on my blog. I hope that this is all right with you--I was trying to write you from my yahoo addy (sulkyisadoorknob@yahoo.com), but have gotten a notice that it bounced back to me. I've given you credit of course and noted that I was writing you for permission to reprint, but that in the meantime, I just thought it was too good not to repost. I am in the same boat...I'd love to talk to you offlist more, if you would be agreeable! It helps to know there are others out there who are struggling just the same, and who are as disgusted and fed up with the often dehumanizing process of jobhunting in Libraryland...it sure can be a mess out there, can't it!

At any rate, one good side effect is that Jessamyn West linked to my post at librarian.net. It's gotten a ton of hits in the last 24 hours, so others are also reading your wisdom and sharp insights.

My blog: http://sulkbrarian.tblog.com.

You take care--and thank you for putting perfectly into words the deep frustration and annoyances we are feeling. The very best of luck to you, and please feel free to write me here or leave comments on my blog! Looking forward to talking with you!

Yours always,
Sulky Whatshername, Any University USA, '02
(and still looking in public libraries...hahaha)[/i]

[i][b]No response as yet--[/b][/i]will give ya a heads up when I hear something! Take care, and happy hunting...

Your humble hostess. Canape?

[i][b]xoxo S.[/b][/i]

No rock-n-roll fun
05.04.04 (8:29 pm)   [edit]
[i][b]The hell is this crap?[/b][/i] What kinda tradeoff is this? I mean, yay, the [url=http://www.ilovepixies.com]Pixies[/url] have reformed...[i]BUT?[/i] Guided by Voices are [url=http://c2h2.typepad.com/blog/music/index.html]calling it quits?[/url] All in the same year? Are you kidding me? Mmph

[i][b]And:[/b][/i] we have simply [i]got[/i] to find a way to get this girl...


...to quit that band of hers and join up with Sleater-Kinney. That, or go solo. I want to hear different stuff coming out of her mouth, this instant, because she's got the vocal cords to [i]really[/i] blow people away. She ain't no rock-n-roll fun right now.

[i][b]Tangent:[/b][/i] Okay. Flag on the play. [url=http://vivre.com/browse/product.jsp?p=P14087&c=432&s=752&ss=-1]It's gone too far. [/url]

[i][b]Go see[/b][/i] [url=http://42short.blogspot.com]Mista Jazz [/url] an make him smile.

[i][b]Go see[/b][/i] [url=http://ladyblog.tblog.com]Becca[/url], [url=http://asknettieday.blogspot.com]Nettie[/url], [url=http://knsstxs.blogspot.com/]Kansas[/url], [url=http://www.csua.berkeley.edu/~schen/mt/]Robin[/url], [url=http://saeri.blogspot.com/]Trish[/url], and anyone else you can think of who fits this category, and wish them luck and/or congratulations on their final push this semester in liberry skool. If you know them, buy them some sort of libation. :)

[i][b]Go see[/b][/i] [url=http://pinkplaidface.blogspot.com]Pinky[/url] and spend hours ogling her fantastic masterpiece of perfectly delightful minutiae. That girl got some bloggin chops, yo.

[i][b]Remember,[/b][/i] over there? My first menu bar?---> Its a scroll down bar. Theres more library/librarian-type blogs below. There's a bunch more you should visit, underneath the fabulous [url=http://whereismyhandsanitizer.blogspot.com/]Hand Sanitizer[/url].


[i][b]Im scared to ask what they were looking for,[/b][/i] or what it says about me, but somehow, peeps have found [url=][b][i]fling fling![/i][/b][/url] using the following search queries:

[i]Casual fling
Japanese slippers
Is it just a fling?
What do you think about the John Hinckley case?
The war on drinks
Older womens for younger mens porn
Will Smith Men in Black black suits comin free an easy[/i]

[i][b]All rightie.[/b][/i] :shock:

[i][b]Moving on! [/b][/i]Takin a hard left here. ("Hard Left"! That was also one of my radio show names! It was a pun on how you say, being stuck at the left of the dial, a la the Replacements. It was also supposed to have something to do with the and now for something completely different! mood of the show. And it was infinitely better than Indie Rawk Bar-b-que, which was my roommates suggestion. But this is not my main point.)

[i][b]For those of you [/b][/i]still awake, Im going to explain now, for no good reason, about a speshul local hub of social activity, and its' seedy underbelly. I recently stumbled upon this secret horror, and I feel it's my duty to expose it to the world. Ready?

[i][b]If you live where I do,[/b][/i] you want someplace where you can buy your Big Smiths and your rock candy and your deer hunting stuff and your rototillers and your tractors and your weathervanes and your livestock pens and your horse tack and your cattle feed and your Mason jars all in the same store. Dig? Now that place is called a "country store". It's like Wal-Mart for farmers. And all is well and good until...you come upon their crazed genetic farm animal experiments in the aisle. (I'm really excited to see who's going to find my blog now using the string "farm animal experiments", aren't you?) To wit:

These sick bastards have taken regular farm animals...and shrunk them to a fraction of their original size! Madness; it must be stopped!

Not only that--they've cut off their heads and made toys out of them! The maniacs!

I mean one day, you're...

And the next day? Microscopic Duplo toys for spoiled farm children! How can these ghouls sleep at night? Fortunately, I was able to free a gaggle of ducks during the shrinking process!

[i][b]I'm okay, officer. Honest. :wink:
xoxo Sulky[/b][/i]


"i read your manifestoes and your strange religious tracts you took me to your library and kissed me in the stacks." magnetic fields, "swinging london"

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michael moore on librarians: "they want you to be quiet because they're trying to plot the revolution."

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