21 November, 2011

10 on Tuesday (two days early??)

10^0 - I have committed a cardinal sin.  I have begun listening to Christmas music.  I don't care what people say about not until after Thanksgiving.  Contrary to what ties you might believe Turkey has to the holiday it is not celebrated here.  Therefore, ergo etcetera I am starting to listen to it now.  It makes me happy.  Except for the times it makes me sad.

The smallest prime integer - I went on a ten mile hike with the Scouts today.  It was through Istanbul.  Along the Bosphorus.  On the Asian side.  Alas, I forgot my camera at school so no pics for you.

pi rounded to the nearest whole number - The brother and I have started a new blog born out of some musings over the past few months and my post with Cthulhu.  Approximately once a week we take turns picking a topic and then we both post drawings/sketches/whatevs for it.  Check it out and let me know what you think.

sqrt(16) - The parentals have bailed on me for the holidays.  Some friends and I are thinking Vienna.  Egypt is also in the cards as is Italy.  Any other suggestions?

-log(0.00001) - I need some other Christmas albums to pad my Christmas playlist.  I'm leaning more towards things like the Vienna Boys' Choir, Mormon Tabernacle Choir, Chanticleer, et al.  I'm open to other suggestions.  I also love my Bing.

3! - It always amazes me how much all of my senses are tied to memories.  For me I think it tends to be mostly sound and smell.  I was listening to some Bing the other day-- I think it was Christmas in Killarney-- and it immediately took me back my first real LEGO Christmas.  I had gotten a few Pirates sets and I distinctly remember sitting at the dining room table putting together the Lagoon Lock Up, my first "big set."  I can vividly picture putting those yellow blocks together and marveling at how awesome the whole thing was.  I also remember losing a sword that same night to the infernal, yellow shag carpet.  I miss LEGOs.  Don't get me started on Bing's Do you see what I see?  Smell is the same way for me.  I once got into an argument with an ex (SHE WHO SHAN'T BE NAMED) about whether or not I thought about my other exes.  I told her that sure, I do sometimes but never deliberately.  The best example I could give her was I had to stop using a certain kind of deodorant (and more recently all deodorants, but that's just getting off topic from the story) because the smell of it reminded me of the time I was with a different ex.  I said that I'm sure there are other things that crop up that will cause those synapses to fire and make me remember something.  She didn't believe me because she said things didn't happen like that for HER.  Really, it just snowballed from there.  Seriously, dodged the bullet on that one.  Anywho...

The number of legs on a seven-legged spider - I made my first batch of Istanbul chili last weekend.  It was topped off with some slightly overdone (not burnt) cornbread and some bad, processed "cheddar cheese."  The friends I had over said it was really good and all seemed to enjoy it.  They were really astounded by what all I put in it.  Don't you add whisky, chocolate and honey to your chili?

(I'm too lazy to keep doing this) 8 - Bex, I need some of mom's cookie recipes.  I have a decent oven, decent access to ingredients, a more adventurous attitude toward baking and cooking in general, and a need for some of mom's cookies.

9 - Just finished Anthony Bourdain's A Cook's Tour.  It reads like an episode of No Reservations and I really enjoyed it.  I've been looking for a new read.  I've started a few but couldn't get into them.  I'm blowing the Le Petit Prince and will soon finish it.  Recommendations for something new?

10^1 - Speaking again of memories, I picked up oranges yesterday.  For me, oranges are the ultimate cold weather food.  Not in the sense that they're going to warm me up or anything like that but more from the fact that each year we got a big box of Pittman-Davis oranges and grapefruits from one of dad's siblings or pseudo-siblings.  Often they were left on the porch to keep cool.  Just another reminder of Chirstmas.  One day I'll move my Christmas stuff to wherever it is I live (along with my books and other crap) and I'll be able to put up my ornaments and nutcrackers.  I'll put it all out, turn on some Bing, Chipmunk Christmas, and/or Peter, Paul & Mary Holiday Celebration, turn off the lights and cuddle on the couch with my dog and a mug of peppermint Schnapps infused hot chocolate.  How cozy!

Bonus (oh how lucky!):
10 + 1 - A friend and I were discussing having a Christmas movie marathon.  We came up with A Christmas Story, Home Alone and Christmas Vacation.  What others?  I mean, besides Scrooged, obviously.

:)8

Edit:  I was looking through the pages of LEGO Pirates sets and found this one.  Seriously?  How does that even work?  Forget the fact that the cannon would probably just sink the boat or blow a hole in it when it was fired.  Logistically, how the hell are you supposed to load that thing?  Most cannon crews had something like three guys on them.  Standing up and moving around on the tiny boat would quickly capsize it.  Oh well.  I'm sure that as I kid I would have loved this set as my little renegade to take on my pirate ship.  Think X-Wing v Deathstar.

4 comments:

Unknown said...

Your Christmas list is good - but for a bit more of a mix I suggest adding "Love, Actually" and the greatest Christmas movie - EVER - "Die Hard."

As for music (you're killing me by starting early, you know) I'd pick up some Frank Sinatra and some Dean Martin. They both have several albums - just pick one. It's hard to go wrong.

I also suggest "Christmas Songs" by various artists. Yes, I know that's not much help. But that's the album title. Track one is God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen by Barenaked Ladies and Sara McLachlan. Available on iTunes.

And I STILL haven't updated the sketch blog this week. I'll get to it.

Unknown said...

Oh, and Elf. Every Christmas needs more Elf.

J- said...

Small chance we will be in NL for Chrstmss....I'll keep you updated and you know there will be cookies, lots of cookies!! Miss you.

Dad said...

The oranges and grapefruit came from grandpa and grandma