March 12th, 2011

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My tweets

  • Fri, 13:01: Done! RT @emoryhealthsci Breaking: Emory Healthcare and Saint Joseph's Hospital announce formal partnership! http://ow.ly/4cCTR
  • Fri, 13:55: Watching live-stream of Japanese TV news again. Thanks, CNN.com --> http://is.gd/F8DtwE
  • Fri, 14:02: Japanese TV news anchors are clearly in shock. Shots of ppl on streets of Tokyo look ill, stunned. http://bit.ly/g2cmWu
  • Fri, 14:08: Wow... Breaking news on Japanese CNN TV says separate 6.6 quake as just struck Nagano & 2 other nearby cities. #Japan
  • Fri, 14:09: Question: Are Japanese federal officials (including the PM) required to wear matching blue uniform coats? Or just in emergencies?
  • Fri, 14:47: So imagine you own a china shop. In Tokyo. (Found on CNN.) http://twitpic.com/48jfbd
  • Fri, 15:24: Somebody just thanked me "from one Southerner to another." Proof I am nice. And need to work on my accent.
  • Fri, 16:14: RT @CriticalPast: History repeated...Kamaishi, Japan was hit by earthquake and tsunami today just as it was almost exactly 78 years ago: ...
  • Fri, 17:56: At Antico, land of Divine Neopolitan pizza.
  • Fri, 19:45: Is there a way to get Tweetdeck to show a column that is simply my OWN tweets? Not mentions of me, just... me? If so, can't figure it out.
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Yellow Wendy

Good Satrurday

Good Saturday.

Harry tried waking me up at 7 but I promptly rebuffed him. Woke up again around 10 and enjoyed my usual 2 hours of Saturday morning NPR -- Car Talk & Wait, Wait. Car Talk had a woman whose car got stuck on Lakeshore Drive during the huge blizzard a couple of months ago and Paul Reubens was the guest on Wait, Wait, so all in all, good shows. I do love my radio listening ritual! For breakfast I poached a couple of duck eggs and had them on English muffins. I got the duck eggs through the CSA I joined; fresh local produce and sundry food bits every week, delivered to the university.

After that I headed downstairs for the big St. Patrick's Day Parade. Caleb -- who had called seeing if I wanted to go out and had been disappointed when I said no, watching the parade -- met up with me and rather than just watching for 10 minutes or something, stayed and watched the whole thing, which was nearly two hours. Parades are odd things, remnants of some earlier time. It strikes me particularly when it's a St. Patrick's Day parade and for some reason there are black dance troops from Baltimore and black cowboys and a Librarian Precision Cart Team from DeKalb County -- as well as Irish dancers, bagpipers, Order of Hibernians, etc. My favorite group was actually the dance troops from Baltimore, as the girls were all shapes and sizes and completely confident wearing lycra and showing off their bodies. Their costumes were far from uniform but they were made with love, as they say.

Once the parade let out, I grabbed some food at Dunkin Donuts and went home to relax for a while. This for me mean reading, iPad, posting photos to DeviantArt & Tumblr, reading news. I'm an info & art junkie, it's true.

Around 5 I decided I'd get the bus and go up to Hop City, a fantastic beer & wine shop a couple miles up Marietta Street. Seems I missed the bus though and between the good weather and the three incoherent street people waiting at the stop, I decided to walk instead. In 25 minutes I'd managed to walk all the way up to a fav restaurant of mine, Spoon, and was really hungry, so went in there and had a nice early dinner: tofu corn cakes and a ginger & tofu stir fry with rice. Afterward I went a few blocks onward to Hop City and made a beer run. Got some -great- stuff, including 2 big bottles of Dutch lambic (cherry, apple), 1 big Ommegang abbey ale, a 4-pack of Koelsch (German beer type out of Cologne) and a mixed beer/cider 6-pack. I am now set for at least a month.

Back at home, I uncapped a Woodchuck pear cider and put in Story of the Weeping Camel, which just arrived from Netflix. Great movie about a family of Mongolian nomads in the Gobi Desert who struggle to ensure the future of a baby camel who is rejected by its mother. It was produced by a German company and done as a sort of docu-drama, where it's clearly real people, real sound, and real events, but it's been laid out as a story. There is no narration and you just watch their lives, what's going on, and infer from that. I really liked all the people in the movie. The filmmakers mastered "show, don't tell."

Now I'm having popcorn and wondering what to do next. It's far too early for me to go to bed!