Nablopomo Category

Oof.

In: Nablopomo, cooking

I simply can’t stop eating beer bread. And it’s so easy to make, and the house smells so good when it’s baking, and oh! is my life hard.
Here’s the recipe. I made it up (using half-remembered recipes from my youth and whatever I could find in the kitchen) Thanksgiving morning:
3 cups flour (this was the [...]

restless

In: Nablopomo

Sleepy and restless today. Perhaps my tofurky did not agree with me. But we got a fair amount done today, nonetheless: walking and feeding two (well three if you count ours) housefuls of pets, making a long overdue trip to RadioShack (finally I have toner cartidges again) and generally cleaning up after yesterday’s messy cooking [...]

Simple Gifts

In: Nablopomo, moaning and or groaning

Oh, I’m just so gloomy today. Hardly appropriate for thankgiving. So, in honor of the day, a list of things I’m thankful for:
1. My writing window looks out at ground level. This part of our apartment, towards the front of the house, is partially below ground, so I look out at the garden at the [...]

Gnosticism VIby Anne Carson, from Decreation
Walking the wild mountain in a storm I saw the great trees throw their arms.Ruin! they cried and seemed aware
the sublime is called a “science of anxiety.”What do men and women know of it? — at first
not even realizing they were naked!The language knew.
Watch “naked” (arumim) flesh slide into “cunning” [...]

Like a little motor

In: Nablopomo, monster cat

My hand is on the cat and the cat is om my lap. Kind of a funny sensation: purring in three dimensions. The cat’s so much frendlier now that the weather’s cold. He comes running to greet me when I get home, and pops up next to me sometimes in the night, his fur still [...]

Chiasmus

In: Nablopomo, Tom Clark, poetry

by Tom Clark, from Night Sky
Black doldrums, then a stir, then tackle snapping —Which would you prefer, the calm after, duringOr before the storm? Anxious news fluttersIts broadsides across our ragged, tatteredSails; lightning darkens, and it rains moreThan if the sun, drunk the night before,Staggered by a wave, fell below the hatches;While the moon, [...]

1. While reading, realize you have a headache.
2. Decide to rest your eyes for a moment, see if you feel better.
3. Sleep for five hours.
4. Wake up, feeling groggy and feverish.
5. Decide to read a bit, see how you feel.
6. Repeat step one.

Headache

In: Nablopomo

Headache plus crashy Firefox. What better recipe for snappy blogging?
Do you want to see my desktop image? Of course you do:

A Thursday List

In: Nablopomo

Five Things About Me You May or May Not Know:
1. My face’s overweening youthfulness is well-established. At twenty-two, I got carded on my way in to see “Fight Club” — an R (or was it PG 13?) rated movie. At 29, I’m still semi-regularly carded for alchohol, and the first thing I remember after waking [...]

Lazy Wednesday

In: Nablopomo

Class, then wine with poet friends. Now I’m on the couch with fizzy water and cheese and crackers awaiting a late dinner with Brian. Not a bad life, but what I really want is a way to segue into this image (via Boing Boing):

It makes me larf.

About this blog

I'm a library assistant, writer, and perpetual graduate student living in San Francisco. Special skills include dog charming, brochure writing, slapdash cooking and long-winded nattering. I also enjoy watching the sunset's reflection in the tall buildings downtown.

For a while there, I taught classes on Classical literature, philosophy, and the history of religion at New College of California. I have an MA and an MFA in Writing, and started library school in the fall of 2009.