April 14th, 2006

Coffee Squirrel

A couple of points before the weekend

I'm SO upset by the story of the Hindu Temple that was vandalized in Maple Grove, MN. I really want to do something, even if I can only afford to send $10 to help in funding so they can get it open in a reasonable amount of time -- it wasn't even OPEN to the public yet! I might call when I get back to see if there's anything else I can do. I don't have much and don't know how I would get out there on the weekend if I wanted to help since I don't drive. Anyway, I was touched by there being 300 people at the community meeting about it, though. Perhaps something useful can come from it.

On to the mundane. Last night, Eric made egg salad sandwiches and hommade Fries for dinner. He said they were special Mongolian Fries. Eric is obsessed with Mongolia. He has been since he was a child. He's always loved anything about Mongolia or the lost land of Tannu Tuva

"Do you know what makes them Mongolian Fries?" He asked.


"I *said* so!" he giggles, dipping one in mayonaisse.

*smh* The madman. His own version of Freedom Fries. Most are grossed out by mayo and fries. I guess it's common in the Netherlands. He loves it. I just like mine with salt. It was an odd dinner, but good! Can't have lentil and veggies every night! He bought a lot of black beans this week. I hope he makes some nice bean and rice dishes next week! I love black beans. Does anyone have suggestions on spicing them differently? I want to get some tortillas. We could make a lot of bean burritos or something. Just trying to live minimally until we move.

I have a confession: I don't know how to dress myself. When I pack, I fill my bag with books I feel might add flavor to a trip rather than what I will wear. I'm open to the idea of buying myself an outfit when I get there, though. We'll see what happens. Here are the books that I have in my bag, though:

*Principia Discoria (perrenial favorite)
*Lolita (annotated w/preface) -Vladmir Nabokov
*Me Talk Pretty One Day - David Sedaris (a book you can open anywhere and get a funny.)
*Prime Chaos - Phil Hine (nice pondering his ideas in a new place where no one knows you)
*Fruit of the Motherland - Maria Lepowsky (book on gender equality in a group in Papua New Guniuea)
*Aborigine Dreaming - James Cowan (great book on cosmology of Australian Aboriginal groups)
*Naked - David Sedaris (sorry. I love the man.)

The above shows I am now covered for any reading mood. I still have those letters to write if I can't concentrate on reading. I wish I could be as prepared with how I look, how I wish to present myself. One of my favorite memories of theperfumer is when I was making my way to a fundraiser in the summer for bringing_light. I'm sorry, girl. I'm not trying to embarrass you. You're just a good example of what I'm talking about. I was going to the fundrasier. I wasn't sure I was heading in the right direction. I saw her (her being theperfumer -- stay with me folks) as she crossed the street. She was stunning! She was wearing a cute sundress and there was a slight breeze if I remember correctly. Her shoulders were thrown back. She had a little bag over her shoulder and a whisper of a smile playing on her face. The loose curls of her hair were shimmering around her face. At any rate, I know I called out to her and we walked over together. It was just right for an outdoor dinner! How does one learn the talent of dressing for an occasion?

Well, that's it. I'm off for the weekend with my two outfits and my ton of books. Wish me luck!