anotheranon: (foodporn)
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OMG WHISKAYYYYY!
From here*


Only one though.

And I made D. corned beef and cabbage.

It made little sense to do more. I'm not Irish and neither one of us are keen on the green beer thing.

*And yes, this post was mostly an excuse to use that picture :P
anotheranon: (humble)
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No. Not because I'm not supportive (I've written about this before) but because I don't have a leg to stand on: I'm not one of the 1% but I am employed and insured and have generally been luckier than many in the past few years.

In addition, I'm reluctant to back any cause I don't understand completely and it seems that the Occupy movement encompasses so many different agendas and grievances that it would be impossible for me to know them all. If I participated I'd feel like a fraud at best, or ignorant at worst, and given that the Occupiers are accused of being these and more it wouldn't help them if I joined in.
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Fencer, Tailor, Bookworm, Geek.
anotheranon: (music)
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Good question. It was only after watching the Queen: Days of Our Lives documentary at my sister's suggestion that I realized I know a LOT of their songs despite never really following them. So many of their singles became ubiquitous that Queen is unavoidable, I suspect everyone has a favorite whether they're a fan or not.

I have a particular affection for "We Are the Champions" because I associate it with "A Knight's Tale", but only in the original - Robbie Williams IS NO FREDDIE MERCURY, so I'm not going to post the video :P But, I will post the Knight's Tale intro for knights who rock you:

anotheranon: (fear)
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"Pet Sematary".

Laugh if you will, but I saw it as an overwrought 14 year old, and the family cat was a large, black intimidating creature when he prowled the halls at night (actually, he was all the time, but at night he cast enormous shadows).

Idjit me decided to desensitize myself by reading the novel it was based on.

I don't think I slept for 2 weeks.
anotheranon: (foodporn)
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My mother's biscuits, whole wheat and white. I have her recipe but mine are never as good as hers.
anotheranon: (Default)
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He first planted the critical thinking seed in my mind. Whenever I read something, he'd tell me to take into account what perspective the writer was coming from, and whether that knowledge affected how seriously I took the text. He also pointed out that the the research or writing was poor, I didn't HAVE to finish everything I started.

I also remember him telling me not to trust the cops, and if ever pulled over admit nothing :P
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Responding mostly so my Depp-mad friends will know about this meme and participate:

Having recently seen "Stranger Tides" I have to say it's the Pirates of the Carribean series. Maybe not his most challenging role, but he's managed to make a character from a movie based on an outdated Disneyland ride his own, and I reckon his putting on gold teeth and running around the Bahamas like a drunk ostrich every few years helps pay for his more serious, "indie" roles. Besides, he gets to play with swords!
anotheranon: (Default)
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Probably Athens GA to Lexington KY, for a rave back in college. The organizer told the then "net rave" population that if we could get there and bring the vibe, we'd get in free.

In theory it was only an 8 hour trip but when you go to Nashville for a pit stop it turns into 12. Con: surprise 12 hour trip, flat tire. Pro: good company, good party and seeing D. at the end. And some surprisingly good chocolate mousse in Nashville...

Passing the time? Talking to keep whoever was driving awake!
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Books, oh doG, books.

Not something I set out to collect, but I think scoring a copy of "Queen Elizabeth's Wardrobe Unlock'd" for ~$30(!) around 10 years ago is what really got my costume history library rolling. My interests dictate that most of these involve European costume, but in recent years I've been drifting into non-European and social/dress theory as well. I only try to get all books about specific designers (Fortuny, Miyake, and Westwood) and have a mental block about purchasing books I can't read* (my shelves are thankful that I'm monolingual).

For sanity's sake, I try to restrict my book purchases to non-fiction/art for reference and fiction I can't get at the library. This has helped limit the crazy.

*Except for the Pattern Magic series. I don't read Japanese but I do read "pattern".
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My boring, decidedly preppy khakis in beige and gray.

I got them mostly because I needed some basic summer-weight pants for work, and fencing + weight gain meant that my previous stylin' pairs from Anthropologie no longer fit. Not willing to see my hard earned $ go to Rick Santorum and his ilk I couldn't replace them there so I had to settle for JCrewish basics.

You were my favorite, Anthropologie. I loved you! Why did you go all Sith on me?
anotheranon: (foodporn)
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Most likely a bowl of oatmeal, with a smattering of cinnamon and one tablespoon of sugar.

Until recently I ate this most mornings, now relieved by occasional smoothies (weekdays) or pancakes (Saturday).

My ability to tolerate repetition on my plate is astounding, even to me. As a child I had a cold cheese sandwich and bag of Doritos every day for lunch.

From 1st through ~9th-10th grade.
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Hardwood floors, for one. This is the one feature that will be easiest :P

It would have a multi-story wood paneled library. With rolling ladders. I haven't made up my mind whether I like Biltmore Estate's library or the Library of Congress reading room more.

Full fencing salle with the same wood floors and mirror so I can see where I'm messing up :P Sewing room with tall cutting table and nice-looking storage for fabric and patterns.

Cat's house-style fixtures and passages (in neutral colors please), because I know who's really in charge :P

A kitchen with an island.
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Everyone knows my answer: Anyone but Hayden Christiansen/Jake Lloyd as Anakin Skywalker in the Star Wars prequels.

It's come to the point that any time D. or I see a talented child actor - past or present, male or female, we muse "why couldn't ______ have played Anakin?" After all, they still could - it's never too late to edit Star Wars :P
anotheranon: (foodporn)
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Scrambled eggs + applesauce - specifically, my mom's homemade applesauce, but the grocery stuff in a jar is ok in condiment-like quantities.

D. has tried it. IIRC, he thought it was ok but not mindblowing. For me it's an ideal breakfast (plus biscuits, of course).
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Yes and no.

As a teenager I was a fervent music snob and based most of my friendships primarily around shared musical tastes. This wasn't the greatest way of choosing friends but it did rule out disagreeable subsets of my peers in high school: the (sexist) metal fans, the (bullying) hip hop fans, and the (all of the above plus homophobic redneck) country fans. In suburban Atlanta in the mid '80s it was a fairly safe assumption that if someone listened to Erasure, Bauhaus and the Cure, they weren't likely to be freaked out by gay people, judgmental of girls who wore all black or evangelically pious.

As an adult I'm less dogmatic because the lines are less clear cut - we grow, and stuff :P I've since discovered that my disdain for some hip hop, metal, country, etc. was based a lot more on the fans than on the music itself, and that as in most musical genres, what reaches the ears of those not "plugged in" often isn't the BEST of what's out there. What surprised me the most was that I could like some (very limited) country - I mean, the original Man in Black covering Nine Inch Nails - who knew I'd ever see the day?
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What do you mean, Jeeves isn't MY butler? I thought you both were!
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I do not own my cats so much as I serve them. I am not their equal; they're higher forms of life and know it and I can only hope to better cater to their whims :P

On a more serious note, humans adopted/bred/otherwise adapted the species that became our livestock and companion animals to make them dependent on us, for food, health, cleaning, etc. In the case of cats, even the most accomplished mouser will lose when faced with a car. IMHO it's the responsibility of people to be responsible custodians to the creatures that we weakened so they could live with us.

Doesn't really answer the question, but I guess "owner" is a more suitable title for the custodian of a creature that is unlikely to have a safe, healthy life outside of your care.
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Yes, I tried vegetarianism for a stupid college boyfriend :P I was hungry all the time, probably because I wasn't doing it intelligently - I craved protein like nothing else!
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Yes indeed! The two that spring to mind are [livejournal.com profile] jlsjlsjls and [livejournal.com profile] tommdroid. BOTH were brought in as "surprise guests" for get togethers at [livejournal.com profile] hadesgirl's.

There are others, but those are the only two international folks that spring to (tired, overclocked) mind.
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Strange diseases. Seriously. I remember lying in my bed at night unable to sleep because I was afraid I'd somehow get Rocky Mountain Spotted fever. I don't know what I was thinking that made me so terrified that a midwestern tick was going to crawl under my sheets in GA. I was only about 5 or 6 at the time.

At about the same age I was also scared of "The Incredible Hulk" on tv. Whenever Bruce Banner hulked out I'd run and hide on the kitchen stairs where I could hear but not see the tv, and wait for the growling to stop before I went back to the living room.

I was a very strange child :P

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