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DSC01138 [Nov. 23rd, 2009|04:14 pm]

DSC01138
Originally uploaded by jessicamieko

This is what I was bitching about working on all last week. Fun was had!

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(no subject) [Nov. 19th, 2009|09:43 am]
It's amazing what a little nap will do. I passed out for an hour before starting the evenings crafting. Usually I'm ready to drop dead by 10, but last night it was 1 am before I even bothered to look at the clock.

I did get a lot done, but I need a repeat performance tonight to finish. I am going to be SO GAUDY saturday. It's fantastic. You name it, I used it. Rhinestone, pearls, seashells, sea glass, marbles, xmas ornaments, plastic bits. Hell yes. I have hot glue burns, there's paint under my fingernails, and my fingertips are still coated in epoxy.

I have a bunch of stuff to finish, and I'm not sure how I want to finish them. I made a headband/headdress type piece, and it needs dangly bits, but I'm not happy with what I'm coming with. If I were doing it again, I would approach the whole things differently but what's done is done, and its pretty. And heavy.

Also tonight, I need to sew. Which is what I really don't feel like doing. I'm not in perfectionist mode. I'm in sloppy I like hot glue mode.

At least this is giving me a reason to use some of the gagillions of fat potato pearls I accidentally ordered a while back.
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Hey New York! [Nov. 17th, 2009|11:01 am]
See you Saturday at the Shipwreck Ball!
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It's fall! [Sep. 24th, 2009|01:04 pm]
and despite the raging humidity, I wanted soup and fall flavors last night. I looked up some recipes but didn't have exactly the right ingredients for any of them, so made up my own on the fly.


Butternut Apple Curry Soup

Glob of butter
1 mediumish butternut squash
1 mediumish onion
2-3 cloves garlic
2 apples- peeled and cored and diced
4 cups of some kind of broth or stock
2 tablespoons curry power (My curry powder is relatively mild and I like spicy food. You will probably need less.)
salt
pepper
1/2 tsp(ish? I sprinkled.) rosemary, thyme, nutmeg, cinnamon
dash of allspice
1/2 cup half & half or light cream or milk
If you use tart apples (I did) you can round out the flavor with a couple of tablespoons of brown sugar.

1. Split the squash and scoop the guts. Place cut side down on a baking sheet (line with foil or parchment to avoid sticky mess) and bake @ 375 until it's tender and you can peel off the outer skin.

2. Dice the onion and garlic. Melt the butter in the pot and dump in the onion, garlic, curry powder, salt, and pepper. Sautee until onions are soft.

3. Pour in the broth. Add the roasted squash and apples. Bring to a boil, then reduce heat and simmer covered until apples are soft.

4. Blender time. Do not fill the blender up more than half way. It will be hot. You might want to use a potholder to hold the lid. (Ask me how I know.) Once it's all blended, return it all to the pot.

5. Add the 1/2 cup of dairy product of your choice, then add the rest of your seasonings and spices. I wait until this point to do it so I can taste it and make sure I'm adding the right amount. I imagine the kind of apples you use would greatly affect the flavor.


Voila! Reheat in the pot and serve- or, better yet, wait until the next day. Yum! Today I added some spagetti squash to it for a noodly soup.

Next time I'll use soymilk and my usual (freaking amazing) veggie stock, but I was out of both. Some grated ginger added at step 2 would be amazing, but I didn't have any of that either. One of the recipes this was based on called for pears, not apples, and that would also be crazy good.
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(no subject) [Sep. 16th, 2009|01:10 pm]

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Originally uploaded by jessicamieko

I approve of the fire station.

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VERY IMPORTANT [Sep. 15th, 2009|01:24 pm]
I am keeping a running tally including fb votes (which are currently tied at 8 votes each), and I know who has already voted. This is a very serious issue. Thank you for your cooperation.



Poll #1457936 Movie Poll
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 13

Which is better?

View Answers

Legend
1 (7.7%)

Labyrinth
12 (92.3%)

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(no subject) [Aug. 31st, 2009|11:52 am]
Sometimes I get random messages from random people on random websites. Sometimes they say things like this:

i like your style, even if u look Mr potato head

Hey, I try.
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DSC00753 [Aug. 24th, 2009|12:10 pm]

DSC00753
Originally uploaded by jessicamieko

Saturday's outfit worked. Gold overskirt (actually two separate pieces for convenience) worked better than this pic might lead one to believe. The blue hat received many compliments, despite being the thing I was laziest about. Wasn't initially wearing the snood, but in the morning I was thinking about how much I wished I had one, and then I found a vendor with baskets and baskets full. Was a bit pricey, but is handmade and beautiful.

Was debating adding trim to the skirt/overskirt, but I think I'd rather keep this one simple.

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everyone lookin fly [Aug. 23rd, 2009|09:43 pm]

Picture 037
Originally uploaded by stubornson

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Pi-Con prep [Aug. 20th, 2009|10:11 am]
At some point I am going to need to go to bed stupidly early. But it will not be tonight, probably not friday, and certainly not saturday.

Did not get nearly enough done last night before exhaustion and heat did me in. Was hoping to go to the gym today, but it won't happen. I really needed to make an overskirt, but I only kinda half-made the back of an overskirt. Which now needs to be finished by hand because I'm dumb. I didn't get to the store.

I did shape a hat, but that means it has to be finished tonight. Not that I want to complain about that one (decorating hats is like, my favorite) but that means the paint job has to be rushed and probably won't fully dry, and it will be an excercise in creativity since I'm running low on fake flowers and glittery xmas picks. Colors are gold, navy, and drab green, so hat gets painted navy and I cross my fingers that I've still got some gold shiny stuff somewhere.

Shit, I hope it dries. I should have left it in a room with an open window. I didn't. If it's still wet when I get home... it might have to meet the hairdryer.

Still trying to figure out something cool & non-restrictive to dance in. Have a few ideas. Would love to break out the pink skirt, but the possibility of dancing in that is zee-ro. Plus everyone's seen it. Dunno. It sparkles.

I was trying to get down for a couple hours tomorrow, then head home to pack satutday stuff, but I may not make it there at all until saturday morning.

*sigh* stress. fun.
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(no subject) [Aug. 17th, 2009|01:52 pm]
Well maybe you should just drink a lot less coffee,
And never ever watch the ten o'clock news,
Maybe you should kiss someone nice,
Or lick a rock,
Or both.

Maybe you should cut your own hair
'Cause that can be so funny
It doesn't cost any money
And it always grows back
Hair grows even after you're dead

And people are just people,
They shouldn't make you nervous.
The world is everlasting,
It's coming and it's going.
If you don't toss your plastic,
The streets won't be so plastic.
And if you kiss somebody,
Then both of you'll get practice

The world is everlasting
Put dirtballs in your pocket,
Put dirtballs in your pocket,
And take off both your shoes.
'Cause people are just people,
People are just people,
People are just people like you.
People are just people,
People are just people,
People are just people like you.

The world is everlasting
It's coming and it's going
The world is everlasting
It's coming and it's going
It's coming and it's going


Regina Spektor
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Saturday [Aug. 4th, 2009|10:13 am]

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(no subject) [Aug. 4th, 2009|09:37 am]
Thumbs up to last weekend. Good times.

This weekend, I'm escaping my life once again and running off to my home away from home for a few days. I'll be in Chelsea, or thereabouts, Saturdayish to Tuesdayish.

I missed running. I stopped because my kneecap threatened to fall off, and I hadn't even tried in quite a while. Turns out, as long as I get in a fairly intense low-impact warm up I'm good for a least a couple of miles.


Nothing earth-shattering to report. Just waiting out the week until the weekend happens.
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(no subject) [Jul. 29th, 2009|11:43 am]
I have nothing to wear Saturday. Or rather, I don't know what to wear.

Want to come with? I'm going here: http://community.livejournal.com/timetravelpicni/
Leaving earlyish. Should take in the vicinity of 3 hours to get there, depending on traffic.

Sunday plans still in the air.


Craving more beach. Thinking about taking a couple of days off work, but don't have a lot of options as to when I could do that. If you want to demand my time, I'm open to suggestions.

Going to try to be at least a little productive today. Still failing at that. Little things feel overwhelming.

Saturday, kids, Saturday.
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People I Hate on Facebook [Jul. 27th, 2009|04:05 pm]
- People who apparently haven't realized that the word "is" isn't required in your status anymore.
Example:
Jane Doe is Red Sox

SO MANY shades of No.


- People who set their profile to private, even though they would probably qualify to join the Least Private People In The Universe club.
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I am a Geek [Jul. 26th, 2009|02:56 pm]
In Portsmouth yesterday, we walked by a sign that said "Great time to travel!"

Took me several long minutes to realize that it did not say "Great to time travel!"
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(no subject) [Jul. 20th, 2009|09:11 am]
The secret to getting the most weekend in your weekend is staying awake for all of it.
Consequently, I don't have enough words to talk about the weekend at this particular moment.

Today hurts, I'm tired, and my head is doing this very strange thing where it feels somewhat unattached to my body.

The house was, in fact, deserted when I got home last night, and it felt very distinctly wrong.

I lost my phone. Don't call. Or, hey, call. If someone picks up, tell them I'd like my phone back.

I am just going to try to stay alive for the next eight hours, then sleep and try again tomorrow. Just breathe and type and drink coffee and try not to talk too much, because I don't think any verbal sound I'm capable of making right now is going to make any sense to anyone.
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(no subject) [Jul. 9th, 2009|06:15 pm]
[mood |joyous]

Listening to the VNV live disk for the first time.

If this is any indication of what the show is going to be like- Ho. Lee. Shit.

I could cry.
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(no subject) [Jul. 9th, 2009|03:53 pm]
HIGH-TECH 'FIREFLIES' FLY IN WOODS AND MEADOW
By Chris Costanzo

Last weekend an unusually large and impressive event took place in Bethel, yet most townspeople knew nothing about it.

It was a three-day festival put on by the Firefly Arts Collective, an organization in Massachusetts dedicated to creativity and self-expression.

Firefly sets up arts-and-music gatherings in what they call "temporary community settings". The revenues provided from tickets sales pay not only the costs of Firefly festivals, but an excess is used to provide grant funding for artists and performers. The organization is
non-profit.

The first inkling that something was afoot came last Friday evening and Saturday morning when over 460 people showed up on private land on the lower part of Christian Hill Road. They parked their cars neatly in a meadow and disappeared into the distant fields and woods. Nobody emerged, even briefly, until Sunday when they all went home.

Minimum Disruption

In order to have a minimum impact on the communities they visit, Firefly’s rules for participation are very precise. Admissions is strictly limited to ticket holders, and tickets must be purchased in advance. Once at the site, attendees must stay there. If anyone leaves for any reason, he or she cannot be re-admitted. Every effort is made to ensure that no displays or activities are discernable from the road.

The Firefly organizers have been doing this for several years now and have it down to a science, with a meticulous attention to detail and great logistical know-how. First they scout the area for an appropriate site, perform visual checks for privacy as well as noise checks from minimum intrusiveness. They then negotiate with the property owner for the rental of the land and get the requisite permissions from town authorities.

Then they prepare the site, lay out the boundaries of the activities, and advertise the event throughout the Firefly community. We learned that all tickets were sold within minutes after being announced on the Internet.

There was much speculation in Bethel as to what was happening. The Herald got special permission from the Firefly board of directors to attend, and got there just in time on Saturday evening to witness the culmination of the festival.

A Stunning Display

What we found was awesome.

Everywhere there were lights of all colors and types – fluorescent, liquid crystal, incandescent, and laser. Lights were in the fields and deep into the woods. Many attendees were dressed n colorful and whimsical costumes, often themselves decorated with lights.

It was a fairy land. Aside from the enchanting light-displays on the meadows, the distant lights in the woods lured us onto an inviting although very dark trail with countless twists and turns where we found surprise after surprise.

Here was a mobile mock up of a galaxy, in various shades of color, slowly changing position. Over there was an illuminated maypole.

Up the trail a bit in the darkness one would find illuminated domes, chandeliers hanging from branches**, and fascinating mechanical apparatuses, such as a pedal-powered photon projector. We saw glowing shrines, meditation areas, relaxation lounges, steam baths, and places to hang out. There were many sound-and-light displays along the way, and even an outdoor senior center with comfortable chairs, and a shuffleboard deck.

All along the path one could see the faint clusters of lights from the various exhibits. Through the trees they seemed like distant cities, and there were secondary trails that led to them.

We noted a powerful three-dimensional aspect to the lighting. For example, there was a display of countless glowing pastel-shaded strips hanging from tree branches, fading off into the distance, giving an illusion of great depth and producing an irresistible temptation to follow the lights deeper and deeper into the woods. In various places we saw lasers that projected faint moving lights onto the upper portion of the trees.

Logistics, Organization

The organizers obviously knew what they were doing. They seemed to anticipate everything – such as the need for temporary facilities, information stations, communications centers, and roving safety and security personnel linked by walkie-talkies.

We mingled and talked with many of the attendees, most of whom were young professionals. We found a large number of electrical and audio engineers, sound technicians, scientists and researchers, lab assistants, architects, artists and entertainers. Everybody was sociable and friendly, and seemed to be having a wholesome good time.

The climax of the festivities on Saturday night featured performances by acrobatic aerialists against a background of ever-changing colors, displays by fire spinners whirling their flames in hypnotizing patterns. It ended with the burning of a huge mock-up of a firefly beneath an impressive display of fireworks.

On Sunday afternoon everything was dismantled and taken away with the same super-efficient unobtrusiveness with which it had been set up.

The property owner told the Herald that everything was removed in just a few hours, and is land was left in pristine condition.


**That was me!!!
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(no subject) [Jul. 9th, 2009|11:11 am]
When Katie and I went to see The Needle That Sings In Her Heart, there was some excessive drooling over AFP's tailcoat.

Katie swore it was brocade. I countered with "That's leather. That's Skin Graft."

Got around to looking it up today.

Exhitbit A: http://www.flickr.com/photos/skingraft/2842783297/

Exhibit B: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RJiS72xmDw8/SgeM9I34fOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ypSZwm5CPnQ/s400/3510218395_edbe803779.jpg


I am so fucking good.
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