Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I like that wagon that you're draggin'.

Fantastic idea: making your own tarot cards. I've been breaking out my watercolours and yesterday I started painting in some ink sketches, I think this might be my next big project.

I AM GOING TO SEE FEIST IN CONCERT. It's okay. I almost wet my pants with excitement, too. Also, I am going to see Radiohead as well. I am a concert-lovin' fiend this summer.

Upcoming road trip: CATHEDRAL GROVE. This is great because it's on my list of places to revisit. I went here when I was 12, but I was so full of angst and riding up overall short combos that I couldn't truly appreciate the fact that I was surrounded by trees large enough to like, live in.

Wishlist: Canon EOS 40D.

I am on a mission to learn all I can about horticulture. The different plant names are fascinating and anything said in latin instantly becomes mysterious and magical. Even if you' Cheeseburger Phone: Fred Flare

re saying the latin equivalent to "Poop". (I don't know what that would be, but I'm sure it would sound nice enough to put on wedding invitations.) The above picture is of a flowering onion. I love these plants because they look so terribly Suessian.

Dinner: Jamaican Jerked Chicken. Add a little more jalapeno if you like it spicy, and a little bit more of everything to make a touch more marinade. Serve with Mango Salsa.

Side dish: Herbed Roasted Potatoes. Cut potatoes up into bite size pieces. Drizzle with olive oil. Cut up a ton (bunch) of Cilantro (chopped) and sprinkle on top. Add 2-3 cloves of garlic (minced). Lots of salt, lots of pepper, and some lemon juice. Mix it all together. Bake at 350 degrees for an hour - hour 1/2, or until the potatoes are soft.

Agatha Christie: Interestingly enough, she thought Hercule Poirot was "creepy". Listening to BBC radio plays of her works is what I do with my spare time. I'm damn productive.

Cheeseburger Phone: We all knew this was coming.

Labels: Recipes and Projects, Shopping, Wishlist

posted by sarah, the pirate at 10:27 AM

3 Comments:

kc said...: I know you love your tapes... but have you ever heard of librivox.org? more (free) audio books than you could shake your tape player at. some of the readers are... less than stellar, but some are really good!; June 17, 2008 8:29 PM
Amy Nieto said...: nah, i think your next road trip should be to ...PORTLAND!!!; June 17, 2008 11:09 PM
Patrick said...: I found a phone at the divinci in a italian festival yard sale, it was a hot dog, I almost bought it but it was way too much money for a hot dog phone. Winners has a great burger coaster set except that the buns have a crappy logo moulded right into them.; August 18, 2008 2:17 PM

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