Yesterday I got to chatting with my husband and someone else about some of the hijinks that went on at MIT when I & my husband were there. One that I didn’t think of at the time but that for some reason popped into my head last night was the human chess game.
About 10-15 years ago we noted that the tile squares in lobby 10 at MIT were the perfect size (and came in enough number) that they could hold a human chess match. So we taped off a board, rounded up two ranked chess players to play the kings and give directions and enough people to play the pieces, and held a game. When one piece “killed” another there would be a mock combat, followed by the defeated piece’s “death” and removal from the board. It was great fun, and drew quite the crowd.
I’m a bit behind on listing book reviews. Here are the latest ones for you; there are some truly brilliant entries this time!
There’s plenty more where that came from; I’ve already read three more books that I plan to review this week, and of course it won’t stop there! We also recently received two cookbooks for review, which we’re currently making recipes from, and so far they’re holding up quite well. So if you’re looking for good books to buy, come back often!
I get grumpy now every time I hear someone say that no, we aren’t in a recession, that everything’s fine. Why? Because I’m watching business after business shut down. I’m in a reasonably nice area by Annapolis. It’s a lot more “recession-proof” than some places. And yet, you can definitely see the effects. We walked into our long-time favorite dry cleaner’s business just before Christmas, only to find out that they’d been told that very morning that they were closing in just three days’ time and everyone was out of a job. The woman who told us this said this was the second time this had happened to her that year.
Later that day I noticed that the chocolate shop I’d always managed to barely restrain myself from delving into had vanished. The next day I saw two more empty spaces in the signage of a nearby shopping plaza. And those weren’t the last places I noticed.
Honestly, I’m thrilled we’ve gotten any sales at all at our new Etsy and Shop Handmade stores, given how steeply jewelry sales have dropped this holiday season (something like 25% overall, and it’ll be even harder for a new place like ours with no established customer base). I think it’s positively a miracle that we’ve gotten as many sales as we have. It might not be enough to call a real “income,” but in this climate I’m simply grateful that my husband has a steady job and I have a way to supplement that a bit.
So if you’ve got a steady job, spare a moment to be thankful for it today, and to hope that things get better for everyone who suddenly finds themselves struggling for work.
Anyway, several book reviews coming soon, as well as a cat update and similar bits of less depressing frippery!
I have fallen to the darkness: I set up a facebook profile. Now I’ve connected with a bunch of people I knew in college, high school, etc. and it’s kind of weird. Had a late-night chat with an old friend who apparently had insomnia at the same time I did.
Hopefully when I get off of this medication (probably tomorrow after I see my doc) the insomnia will let up and I’ll be more awake and able to get back to more reviewing. I do have some kitchenware reviews coming up, however.
I’ve been posting our friend & business partner’s handmade jewelry to the Etsy shop. His work has a more formal style than mine and a decidedly medieval flare—I think you’ll like it!
In New England we had little black crickets that didn’t even make me—notorious bug wimp that I am—nervous. In Maryland we don’t have crickets, we have Dire Crickets, a reference that any D&D geek will understand in a heartbeat. They’re about five times the size of the things in New England, and way weirder looking. They look like those old crickets after a radioactivity “incident” out of a horror movie about mutants. Worse, they can survive being played with, hunted, and even chomped on by my cat for more than an hour. They’ll repeatedly play dead until he loses interest, then go on the move again. I had to trap one under an empty tea tin the other morning until my husband woke up (I’m enough of a wimp under normal circumstances when it comes to bugs; it’s worse when I have insomnia and bare feet).
Latest book review: John Levitt’s New Tricks. Coming soon: a review of Patricia Potter’s Behind the Shadows.
The holiday shopping has begun! We’re seeing sales jump of our long-time faves the level 70 designs, as well as of our new level 80 designs. Grab ‘em now!
Speaking of holiday shopping, don’t forget the etsy store (errantdreams.etsy.com), filled with hand-made jewelry, bookmarks, etc. in a wide variety of price ranges and styles! More going up every day, and more than 100 items already up; we’ve recently started adding the newest bookmarks we’ve been making. Here are a few example photos:
I’m worried that one of our cats may be ill or in pain or something. She tends to get territorial and cranky now and then, but lately she’s practically been trying to kill her brother. It seemed to center around a cat that was coming to the back door; she’d see it through the glass, hurl herself at it, and when that didn’t work she’d go after her brother. We closed off the room that door is in, though, and yet today she went after her brother worse than ever even without that. Sometimes when one of them is feeling ill or in pain they’ll get pissy at each other, so I’m worried there might be something else going on. I made a vet appointment for her on Saturday. That won’t help her stress level any, but when we reach the point where I’m afraid to allow our two cats in the same room for fear that the next time I won’t be able to separate them…
So that plus the possibility that I might have another infection and might have to go get antibiotics again are making me stressed and cranky today.
I have some very nifty new jewelry and such that I’ll be gradually posting for sale at errantdreams.etsy.com, including a few pieces that use some remarkable handmade Jaipuri pottery beads:
Harder to get things done these days. As someone with mental disorders, I find my motivation dramatically reduces during the winter months. I love winter, but the lack of light isn’t good for me. I’m sleeping much better now thanks to Seroquel, but it’s adding to the appetite-increasing effect of the Effexor, which also isn’t good. Particularly when you like to cook things like homemade honey-gingerbread marshmallows:
I plan to take most of the batch to a friend’s this weekend!
Two brief thoughts on politics. As usual, I prefer to stick to process here when I touch on politics at all, not partisanship. So take partisan arguments to other blogs.
First, I read an article this morning that said that young people really aren’t turning out much so far in Florida’s early voting. Guys—VOTE! We all like to complain that past generations have left us with a mess of a world, politically, environmentally, etc. But one of the major ways we have of trying to make a difference is by voting for the candidate we think will best clean things up. So I don’t care who you vote for—just do it! It doesn’t take that much effort!
Second, after Obama put out his ad quoting John McCain as saying he’d need a VP who could advise him on economic matters, and then showing Palin winking, there appeared a fresh wave of complaints of sexism. As a woman I’m calling bullshit. The question of whether Palin is qualified to lead the country in economic matters is a perfectly legitimate question. If she is, she’ll withstand the questioning by proving she has the credentials. If she isn’t, well, it’s important to find that out. We ask these questions of male candidates all the time. Refusing to push a female candidate for her credentials just because she’s female, THAT would be just as sexist as saying that she couldn’t understand economic matters because she’s a woman.
I’ve been making more jewelry, and I’m very pleased with some of the new pieces. Here are two that I particularly like, Ice Queen Jewels:
You can click on the images above to look at larger versions at deviantArt. Or, you can click on the text links above them to see 5 different photos of each at Etsy, and to buy them if you wish!
My last customer commented that she was extremely impressed with our packaging. You see, I try to package each piece separately within a little jewelry gift box inside of a padded mailer. I do this for entirely practical reasons. Our mailman has driven me insane with his treatment of packages. He’s shoved things into the mailbox so hard they split open and tore the contents open. He throws things at the house—and I don’t just mean a tiny little lob. So when I package something, I ask myself, “How can I package this so it would survive treatment by someone like him?” If this has a side effect of giving the customer a really nice little box for the jewelry, that’s great!
It’s been two weeks since I skinned my knee and it’s finally scabbing over. I’ve had notoriously weak ankles all my life—I do exercises specifically to strengthen them, but nothing ever seems to work. I was on the last step of the stairs to the sidewalk out front when my ankle gave way. My foot stayed on the step, and my knee hit the concrete below it. I’m really very lucky that all I did was skin my knee. But it took enough layers off that the center refused to scab over for two weeks. Once or twice a day I had to clean out my knee and make sure it wasn’t getting infected. It’s great to finally be able to wear long pants without having to tape gauze over my knee!
Anyway, between the fact that I was in constant knee-pain until a day or two ago, and the days getting darker, and my husband having been out of town on a trip, I’ve been incredibly unproductive. But I’ve made some jewelry, and I’m looking forward anxiously to this election being over. I hope you all have a great weekend!
Last week I had a dream in which a friend and I went back in time to before Google became large & famous and got jobs there. Since we knew they were going to become huge, we tried to buy up as much stock as possible, but the problem was that since we’d just arrived in the past, we had no lines of credit, and only as much cash as was in our pockets.
I told the friend who was in the dream about this, and she suggested that this was just strange enough that it required blogging. So there you go. Apparently I invest in my sleep. I’m not sure what that says about me.
Anyway, although I don’t yet have a book review for you, I do have a peek at a project from our business partner. He got in a crafty mood and started making Christmas ornaments. We have the first set of four ornaments up for sale at etsy now, and should have at least several more soon. The things are absolutely adorable, or, as the friend who invested in Google with me in that dream said when I sent her a photo, “that’s so adorable I may die.”
A couple of months ago I noticed that there was a new organic market opening near us. ‘Great!’ I thought. ‘We won’t have to go all the way into Annapolis for good produce and specialty flours and such!’ Eventually this last week I noticed that they appeared to be open (it’s hard to tell from the road) and I did a little searching online to find out their hours. Eventually I located their site. I discovered the owners used to operate a smaller health food store that mostly carried vitamins, nutritional supplements, and health foods, off somewhere on a side street in the area. They’d decided the time was right (and the newly-built location was right) for opening a real organic foods market. They opened on the 8th of August; we went in on the 31st. By the time we went in, it looked like they were already dying on the vine.
Anything perishable (meats, produce, dairy) was in short supply, and either in perfect condition (i.e. just laid out) or really piss-poor condition (i.e., no turnover, and I guess they can no longer afford to throw stuff out and turn it over themselves). I could only find one usable tomato. Of the three(!) quarts of milk on the shelves, two had expired three days earlier. The shop was very clean and very well-organized, so I don’t think it was a case of them not caring—I think they’ve just hit the end of their money and stuff isn’t selling. There was only one other customer in there while we were there, and at any other grocery store we go to it would have been prime shopping time (late Sunday morning, just before lunch).
It looked like they’d made some questionable decisions. The location isn’t great, IMO: it’s tough to see from the road at all. The only reason we noticed it is because I caught sight of it as the passenger; as my husband noted, if it had just been him as driver in the car, he wouldn’t have had the time in passing to read the sign (small sign on a reasonably fast highway). Also, we heard nothing about their opening other than the one sign I spotted, so I’m thinking they must not have done much in the way of effective marketing. When I searched online for them I found a couple of brief mentions in local forums, and one short article printed before they opened in a publication I’d never heard of.
I think they also made some questionable decisions inside the store. They appeared to be carrying a lot of highly specialized stuff that only a few people would want. Whole trays of wheatgrass, but no squash of any kind, either winter or summer? Don’t get me wrong, the bags of pappadum snacks are freakin’ awesome and I could gain several pounds on those alone, but I’m thinking most shoppers would rather buy chips. I’m glad I finally found a source for amaranth and teff flours, but so few people are interested in those that even the Whole Foods Market in Annapolis doesn’t carry them, and Annapolis has a higher-income selection of residents who are thus more likely to shop for such ingredients. (Besides, it isn’t huge as grocery stores go, and even people who want amaranth flour or teff flour will probably only buy them once every handful of months. So it’s not a great use of space.)
I feel really badly for them. They clearly put a lot of love into the store, stocking items they thought were cool and that couldn’t be found elsewhere in the area, and I loved being able to buy those things. They got top of the line checkout equipment with touch-screens. But they don’t appear to have done the market research necessary to make sure they had the right inventory, location, and marketing, and it was probably just the wrong time and place for such a store. Certainly if they stay open I’ll go there when I can for specialty stuff, but honestly, a lot of what I want an organic market for is the produce—and for that, it’s clear I’ll still have to go to Whole Foods.
In more upbeat news, in light of the crafting stuff we’ve been doing lately, I finally initiated a section of crafting links in the links directory. Feel free to sign up for a free account if you want to submit links for crafters’ supply shops, storefronts, community sites, or blogs. Just make sure it has something to do with hand-crafting!
Speaking of hand-crafting, here are a couple more shots of recent projects:
We’re getting closer to opening up that etsy shop—we’ll let you know when it happens! In the meantime, we do have some new stuff up at cafepress. I turned some of my flower photos and photomanipulations into gift items like mugs, prints, and greeting cards in our flower-lovers’ section. The mixed flowers section so far includes items with four different photos on them. Here are a couple samples of our new designs:
We also have a little bit of psychology humor for you geeks out there, with our ink blot test design:
No book review today, I’m afraid. Between taking a four-day weekend, dealing with a new cherry allergy (having a rash on the roof of your mouth and on your lips sucks), sewing a bunch of bags from that scrap of skull fabric, making jewelry, and putting up designs on cafepress, I didn’t quite finish the book I was reading. Soon!
Last Friday night I ended up staying up almost all night with lots and lots of stomach pain. This led to a very exhausted and nauseous and headachy Saturday. At some point I had just two of the speckled minty m&ms I’d gotten, and was incredibly nauseous all over again. That’s when my husband reminded me that he’d had to stop getting m&ms at work occasionally because if he had them for a couple of days then skipped them, he’d get splitting headaches. I stopped with the m&ms, and felt better. I wonder if it’s all those colorings they put in them, because I couldn’t see anything else in there that I don’t have in other chocolates. But normally I don’t tend to get candy bar type of chocolates with lots of colorings and such in them.
In fact, oddly enough, in this case I bought them largely because they looked cool. I wanted to photograph them, because they had this funky shimmering speckled coating. At least they did, in fact, photograph well:
Luckily I felt better in time to go visit friends on Sunday, which was fun. I ended up trying out their Nintendo wii because they spoke so highly of it, even though I knew, KNEW that if I did, I’d be lost, and I really didn’t want to buy a console. Anyway, Cathy and I played bowling (way too much fun), and I had to try out billiards, fishing, and that weird game where you ride a cow and try to knock over scarecrows.
Here’s the great thing about the wii: it’s the console made for casual gamers. And as much as I love to game, when it comes to video games I consider myself a casual gamer. I have a husband. We have lots of great friends. We have hobbies that take up our time. I don’t have the time for hours and hours of gaming at a time most nights. I love the kind of silly, entertaining games that you can play for ten minutes at a time if you want, and companies have really stepped up to the plate in delivering unusual and original content for the wii.
So, yeah, I’m hooked. I really want one. But here’s the thing: it’s way past buzz-generating time, but it’s still freaking impossible to get one of the things. We tried every store in the area; no go. Not a one of them could predict when they might get them in. I finally found an online store that claimed to have one in stock (Toys ‘r us) only to have them yank it from my order because it wasn’t really in stock (of course they left all the accessories on order, so I canceled the rest of my order). The ones listed at Amazon are listed way above list price, and are being sold by merchants I’ve never heard of, so I don’t trust that they aren’t going to repackage a broken unit given the demand.
Eventually I did find a bundle at Walmart.com that was supposedly in stock; I’m still waiting to see if the order actually ships.
But seriously, there’s no logical sense to this. Why put up barriers to people’s ability to give you money? I understand that at first they do it to create buzz, even though I loathe that tactic, and frankly I try to avoid anything that’s being sold in that manner. Now, however, when the thing isn’t new, there just isn’t any point to it.
Of course, rumor has it that the lack of units is due to a production problem. I find myself very curious as to whether that’s the case.
So far this week we’ve posted two reviews, of Bertrice Small’s Dangerous Pleasures and Carole Hart’s Pleasure U. To be honest, I’m a little behind on my reviewing this week in large part because I’ve been playing around with photography and Photoshop a bit too much:
Have you ever wondered what happened to the few truly off-the-wall people you’ve met in your lifetime? The ones where you found yourself thinking they were due for a meltdown of epic proportions one of these days, and you just hoped you weren’t around when it happened?
I’m not talking about the folks who have a few problems, or have a variety of mental illness that’s controllable & livable. I’m talking about the ones you expect to someday read about in connection with a spectacular suicide, a horrid spate of killings, or the like.
When I worked at MIT, I once had a co-worker who fit into that bracket. My supervisor and I started treating him with kid gloves and trying to stay out of his way. My supervisor heard a tale that he had been stopped by campus security when he started screaming at some random woman he didn’t even know, saying apparently, “it’s your fault! It’s all your fault!” He was caught stealing a piece of equipment worth thousands of dollars from one of the labs, and even though he resigned after that, he was hired back by our boss, who saw him as the son he’d never had. One day he walked past my desk and, as I happened to click my mouse to go from one open program to another, he suddenly said, “You’re hiding something from me! You’re always hiding something from me!” and RAN off down the hall. I just stared after him with my jaw on the floor.
Not surprisingly, both my supervisor and I quickly got new jobs elsewhere. We both were of the opinion he was going to blow, and we didn’t want to be around when it happened. For the most part I don’t think about him, but every few years I wonder, what ever happened to him? Did he melt down, is he as weird as ever, or did he get some sort of help?
What’s your weirdest story of having to deal with such a person?
We also recently received two cookbooks for review, which we’re currently making recipes from, and so far they’re holding up quite well. So if you’re looking for good books to buy, come back often!
