Chainsaws and gremlins and meme's, oh my!
Oct. 3rd, 2007 12:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogI awakened earlier today to a common sound, only much closer than I care to hear it: of hundreds of years of entrapped history being transmogrified into sawdust on my neighbor's curb.
It's hard to believe, on this almost 80-degree early fall day in the supposedly frozen north, but it was almost a year ago- last October 12th- that we got our freak two-foot snowstorm, which paralyzed us for over two weeks and devestated our landscape forever.
The date is significant because FEMA will only reimburse for tree damage for a year after the storm, so the cutters have been stepping up their grim reaping. This morning, they arrived at the five street trees in front of Sally's corner lot, and obeyed the painted instructions on three of them, rendering them to stumps.
In fairness, none of them looked all that great, even before the storm, but I've gotta believe that this last-minute effort will result, as last-minute efforts usually do, in mistakes being made. And unlike Claire on Heroes, these won't grow back.
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The checks at the agency are running this morning. I can pick up mine at the end of the day. Take that, gremlins.
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On the memeage front, I got tagged by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sturgeonslawyer with this one:
Comment on this post and I will pick seven of your interests. You then explain them in your journal and re-post.
Here be mine. Comment if you're expecting an Inquisition about yours:
maida vale- My old neighborhood in London, where the law school rented cheap 'ousing for the student interns who invaded the City during that part of my legal training. I've been back a number of times since then; for one thing, the 'ousing don't look cheap anymore, but the important things are still there. Beer, for one.
This was our "local," as they're known:
We visited this pub on our honeymoon, 20 years ago this very week, and again when we visited in 2000. That time, though, Eleanor had her camera with her. Here's outside, coming up on it as I always did from the other end of Warrington Crescent:
Once inside, this is quite a bar to belly up to....
My favourite part about the Warrington, though, is not in the pics. The barmen/maids all wear t-shirts (sadly not for sale when I was ever there) with the logo
MADE OF ALE
(say it out loud if you must)
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kinky friedman - My favorite resident of both Texas and the Village. We used to have AOL friends who knew some of his Irregulars, including Rambam and Ratso. I rooted mightily for the man when he ran for Governor of Texas last year, and love just about everything he's ever written, musically or mysteriously.
savion glover - The King of Tap (the non-ale kind), once on Sesame Street. I copied most of my interests the day I metkatesti here about three years ago, since so many of her interests matched my own (she's the only person I've ever met OL who had, at least then, the same-spelled last name as ours, and she's a dear sweet woman and WHERE THE HELL YOU BEEN YO?).
tralf - Short, on and off throughout its history, for "Traldamadore Cafe," a Vonnegut reference picked up by a legendary Buffalo jazz club many years ago before it relocated downtown and became, for years, the best small-venue place to see a jazz, folk or local rock performer. It's gone through more changes of management, most of them of the mismanagement variety, than I've gone through changes of underwear since I've lived here, but I'm still fond of the memories from seeing everyone from the Nylons to Bruce Cockburn to Ani there.
zobo funn band- Back even further in time, Zobo was a 70s Ithaca jam band which could keep you Zobo-dancin for hours. They've long disbanded, and one of their founders died too young and too painfully from diabetes. I found their seminal live recording a few years back at CD Baby, and portions of those sales support diabetes research, so go there and dance, huh?
dakota blonde- Another link-to from the samekatesti- a band she got to know in Colorado with gentle arrangements and soaring vocals. Last I checked, she and I were the only ones to have listed them as an interest. Now, since somebody asked, so should you.
cheesy mystery novels- See Kinky, above, and also Danl's own choice of Donald Westlake (the adaptation of whose novel Hot Rock I got out and watched last night). I'm a sucker for the genre, whether artfully done (James, P.D.) or not so artfully (Hautman, Pete), especially if there are laughs played for.
Go. Comment'em if ya got'em.
It's hard to believe, on this almost 80-degree early fall day in the supposedly frozen north, but it was almost a year ago- last October 12th- that we got our freak two-foot snowstorm, which paralyzed us for over two weeks and devestated our landscape forever.
The date is significant because FEMA will only reimburse for tree damage for a year after the storm, so the cutters have been stepping up their grim reaping. This morning, they arrived at the five street trees in front of Sally's corner lot, and obeyed the painted instructions on three of them, rendering them to stumps.
In fairness, none of them looked all that great, even before the storm, but I've gotta believe that this last-minute effort will result, as last-minute efforts usually do, in mistakes being made. And unlike Claire on Heroes, these won't grow back.
----
The checks at the agency are running this morning. I can pick up mine at the end of the day. Take that, gremlins.
----
On the memeage front, I got tagged by
sturgeonslawyer with this one:Comment on this post and I will pick seven of your interests. You then explain them in your journal and re-post.
Here be mine. Comment if you're expecting an Inquisition about yours:
maida vale- My old neighborhood in London, where the law school rented cheap 'ousing for the student interns who invaded the City during that part of my legal training. I've been back a number of times since then; for one thing, the 'ousing don't look cheap anymore, but the important things are still there. Beer, for one.
This was our "local," as they're known:
We visited this pub on our honeymoon, 20 years ago this very week, and again when we visited in 2000. That time, though, Eleanor had her camera with her. Here's outside, coming up on it as I always did from the other end of Warrington Crescent:
Once inside, this is quite a bar to belly up to....
My favourite part about the Warrington, though, is not in the pics. The barmen/maids all wear t-shirts (sadly not for sale when I was ever there) with the logo
MADE OF ALE
(say it out loud if you must)
----
kinky friedman - My favorite resident of both Texas and the Village. We used to have AOL friends who knew some of his Irregulars, including Rambam and Ratso. I rooted mightily for the man when he ran for Governor of Texas last year, and love just about everything he's ever written, musically or mysteriously.
savion glover - The King of Tap (the non-ale kind), once on Sesame Street. I copied most of my interests the day I met
katesti here about three years ago, since so many of her interests matched my own (she's the only person I've ever met OL who had, at least then, the same-spelled last name as ours, and she's a dear sweet woman and WHERE THE HELL YOU BEEN YO?).tralf - Short, on and off throughout its history, for "Traldamadore Cafe," a Vonnegut reference picked up by a legendary Buffalo jazz club many years ago before it relocated downtown and became, for years, the best small-venue place to see a jazz, folk or local rock performer. It's gone through more changes of management, most of them of the mismanagement variety, than I've gone through changes of underwear since I've lived here, but I'm still fond of the memories from seeing everyone from the Nylons to Bruce Cockburn to Ani there.
zobo funn band- Back even further in time, Zobo was a 70s Ithaca jam band which could keep you Zobo-dancin for hours. They've long disbanded, and one of their founders died too young and too painfully from diabetes. I found their seminal live recording a few years back at CD Baby, and portions of those sales support diabetes research, so go there and dance, huh?
dakota blonde- Another link-to from the same
katesti- a band she got to know in Colorado with gentle arrangements and soaring vocals. Last I checked, she and I were the only ones to have listed them as an interest. Now, since somebody asked, so should you.cheesy mystery novels- See Kinky, above, and also Danl's own choice of Donald Westlake (the adaptation of whose novel Hot Rock I got out and watched last night). I'm a sucker for the genre, whether artfully done (James, P.D.) or not so artfully (Hautman, Pete), especially if there are laughs played for.
Go. Comment'em if ya got'em.