This is what happens when one is over 30 and lives with a heterosexual male who is also over 30 whom one is not married to:
Megastructures on the National Geographic Channel (From which I learned about Palm Jubaih island in Dubai and the proof that Saudi Arabia has WAY too much money)
More Weather Channel than you can shake a stick or a very cranky cat at
Super Snakes
A new Led Zepplin song book to endure in the wee small hours.
I swear to god, I wish he hadn't found the National Geographic channel. I really, really mean it.
I came home early. Collapsed on the couch and watched the Project Runway finale! Totally think the winner deserved it. Watched a little of Top Chef, but I think they're all gonna be too bitchy to really enjoy. It's also much, much harder to offer up the sensory experience of food as part of a contest when you can't taste it and when the judges don't do anything to describe the ingredients or flavors.
But it inspired me to make dinner. I used the blackberries I had that were about to turn, sauteed turkey cutlets, took them out, reduced the blackberries with wine, took 'em out of the pan, added butter, shallots, more wine, salt and pepper, readded the blackberry reduction, put the turkey cutlets back in and let them finishing cooking in the sauce. I think it ended up being yummy. Since I still can't taste anything, it could have been vile and I would have only had the vaguest idea, so that's something. But it was beautiful if nothing else and I have these lovely blue square plates that make everything look like nouvelle cuisine.
And wow, this entry brought to you by the person leading the world's dullest existence. I blame the snot.
Megastructures on the National Geographic Channel (From which I learned about Palm Jubaih island in Dubai and the proof that Saudi Arabia has WAY too much money)
More Weather Channel than you can shake a stick or a very cranky cat at
Super Snakes
A new Led Zepplin song book to endure in the wee small hours.
I swear to god, I wish he hadn't found the National Geographic channel. I really, really mean it.
I came home early. Collapsed on the couch and watched the Project Runway finale! Totally think the winner deserved it. Watched a little of Top Chef, but I think they're all gonna be too bitchy to really enjoy. It's also much, much harder to offer up the sensory experience of food as part of a contest when you can't taste it and when the judges don't do anything to describe the ingredients or flavors.
But it inspired me to make dinner. I used the blackberries I had that were about to turn, sauteed turkey cutlets, took them out, reduced the blackberries with wine, took 'em out of the pan, added butter, shallots, more wine, salt and pepper, readded the blackberry reduction, put the turkey cutlets back in and let them finishing cooking in the sauce. I think it ended up being yummy. Since I still can't taste anything, it could have been vile and I would have only had the vaguest idea, so that's something. But it was beautiful if nothing else and I have these lovely blue square plates that make everything look like nouvelle cuisine.
And wow, this entry brought to you by the person leading the world's dullest existence. I blame the snot.
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Date: 2006-03-10 05:32 am (UTC)I see you one National Geographic channel and raise you one house.
At least you get to cook!
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Date: 2006-03-10 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-10 02:58 pm (UTC)Anyway, I do hope you feel better soon!
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Date: 2006-03-10 05:36 am (UTC)Hey! That's MY title!
That said... hugs. Feel better soon!
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Date: 2006-03-10 06:45 am (UTC)The snot snakes were mostly envisioned as tiny snakes that would crawl up your sinus cavities, attracted by the snot. Snot snakes and booger boas and you know I was high on theraflu because I couldn't stop giggling about this.
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Date: 2006-03-10 06:02 am (UTC)(((Thea)))
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Date: 2006-03-10 06:22 am (UTC)For a moment I thought Santino would win, but Chloe seems to represent the entire package of what a designer needs to be to succeed in the business. I'm glad she won.
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Date: 2006-03-10 06:38 am (UTC)i guess i felt a little badly for kinder!gentler!santino, but i reckon (at least i hope) that he's made enough of a statement that someone will give him a chance too. i thought the look of his collection (aside from that balloony sleeved thing) was very elegant and refined.
and it's funny how they all hated having to crank out that thirteenth look, but every single one of them pulled it off brilliantly. gotta love the last-minute evol, but they smacked it down.
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Date: 2006-03-10 06:42 am (UTC)I'm sure Santino will find work, he seems to need to find a middle ground between mad creative genius and refined sensibilities though. And much as I dislike Heidi Klum, she was so right that none of the boobs were where they should have been:)
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Date: 2006-03-10 07:02 am (UTC)I'm sure Santino will do fine. Although fitting some actual women would be good practice for him - it wasn't just the boobs, but also the hips, and that threw the lower back all off-kilter. His style isn't mine, but he does have a pretty consistently edgy, slightly punk, taste for glamor. Like writers who've developed a voice, Santino has developed a visual "voice". Sadly, I'd say it only showed up in about half of his final collection, which was unfortunate.
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Date: 2006-03-10 06:56 am (UTC)Santino's clothes... wow, were such a surprise. He's done some dodgy stuff, but he'd never done anything boring before, and he only had a handful of pieces that weren't... boring. I'd seen so many of those dresses at Sears around graduation time. I'm sure he'll do well, though. He is a good designer, definately, and usually has a very strong vision. But his clothes do fit actual women very, very badly, which is something he'll have to fix. He made stick-thin models look heavy or out of proportion more often than not, and his clothes puckered strangely and had seams that wrapped the body at the wrong place, especially around the bust and hips. (Which, really, are the two worst places for a woman's clothes to fit badly, especially with eveningwear.)
Daniel had some hit-or-miss pieces, including, sadly, some of his signature pieces, but his good work is fabulous and very mature. He'll do very well when he gets to be Chloe and Santino's age, I think.
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Date: 2006-03-10 07:06 am (UTC)confused girl with no patience for couture....
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Date: 2006-03-10 06:40 am (UTC)I liked Santino's collection, but I didn't like much of his earlier stuff. And Nick was just way too young and never managed to finish anything. I was also totally adoring of Chloe looking at this as proof she was a real designer, getting her confidence up to speed with her talent.
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Date: 2006-03-10 11:53 am (UTC)heeeeeeee. though, yeah, when sick, NGC is crack. It really is. Or, The Science Channel.
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Date: 2006-03-10 05:40 pm (UTC)I realize this:) And you know what? It doesn't make it an ounce less funny!!!
Thing is, I don't want to be watching the NGC. I want to be watching my DVD's, or at the very least, a bunch of crime shows.
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Date: 2006-03-10 12:39 pm (UTC)and that dinner sounds wonderful. ::::handing you a tissue and hoping you feel better soon:::
i tend to live on the discovery science channel....it's addictive...and some days it's all-archaeology-all-the-time. *veg*