Archive for: November, 2007

Made of Orthographic Fail

Nov 30 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Lexpionage

Honu Girl and I were chatting yesterday and I noted I could never spell the word privilege right on the first try. I spelled it right the first time there, but only because I was concentrating really, really, really hard and practiced a bunch yesterday. I’ll likely be back to not getting it right in a week or so. We went back and forth for a minute with words we couldn’t spell right no matter what we practiced, gleefully misspelling all the way.

And since then I’ve been wondering why there are always a few words we just can’t spell– common ones, even. Is it a mental block or are there words that just don’t fit into either whole language or phonics learning methods? Do we learn them first incorrectly making it doubly hard to learn correctly? It’s not even that big a deal, in the age of spell check, but I feel crummy every time I type a word incorrectly and have to deal with the little red line.

I routinely misspell:

  • privilege
    With such dramatic versions of itself, like
    • priviledge
    • privlidge
    • priveledge

    I really want some es and ds in there. I have no idea why

  • occasion
    And I misspell it grandly:
    • occaision
    • ocaision
    • occaission

    Extra everything! Set the occasion to duplex!

What words continually thwart you? Have you been able to determine why? Have you found a way to overcome it?

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I’m Really Truly Fine

Nov 29 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Surgically Altered

Last night, HD called me out for not really updating with any regularity on all things post-surgical. I reminded him that I said I promised not to update more than once a week and he said that he took that to mean that there would be at least weekly updates. Sorry, y’all. Turns out life post-surgery, for me at least, is fairly boring.

We were playing trivia at Hooters, team name Heliopause (I couldn’t bear to be Space Pen without Skillzy there with the actual Space Pen), and he asked me, “How are you doing.” Lately I’ve had to distinguish between an average how are you doing to which I’m expected to reply “fine” or “shiny” or “growly” or whatever and a specific, sometimes voyeuristic, sometimes conciliatory how are you doing? Unfortunately the answer there is mostly “fine,” too, unless you’re looking for a number, and I’m still working out how I feel about broadcasting that. HD wasn’t any of those things by the way. He’s one of the few people who have asked it in such a way that I understand that they care and aren’t just looking for lurid details.

The lurid details aren’t even all that lurid. My current weight is fuckload – 60. Somewhere pre-surgery I got it into my head that “average” weight loss at the three month mark was -90 pounds. I will not make that, and I’m trying to decide whether or not I should be concerned, or if my premises are irrational. Also, much of the trend in rate of loss has to do with starting weight and eventual goal weight. I don’t know if the examples I was using to form that opinion had a higher starting weight than me or what their total loss goal might be based on height. I’m not entirely certain either what my goal should be.

The only real problem I ever have is eating enough calories. The nutritionist’s suggestion that I eat no fewer than 500 calories per day went in one ear and was promptly transmuted through my own unique eating disordered mental alchemy into “must not eat more than 500″ calories. And if I musn’t eat more than 500, eating less is better. And a good solid glacis is best, so 350 became the point at which I backed off. And that’s obviously not going to work. And no, I haven’t been able to trick myself into thinking “no more than 750″ so that I aim for 500. Doesn’t work that way.

Otherwise I feel great. I haven’t yet vomited, which is something that happens to almost everybody. I get up everyday and go work out and I’m past my pre-surgery conditioning point on the treadmill and about 3/4 of the way back to my pre-surgery strength training levels. I’ve found a workable routine for remembering the supplements I have to take, including finding a calcium supplement that works for me. The one the program recommends is like chewing cocoa-dusted clam shells– very, very unpleasant. I found a liquid supplement that tastes like tangy yogurt; two grams of sugar in it, but that’s an acceptable trade-off.

The only parts I’m having trouble with are people who get a bit passive-aggressive. Recently someone greeted me, in public, by saying, “Hello, skinny!” I replied, “Thank you, but please don’t call me that. Hello.” What I wanted to say was, “I still wear a motherfucking size 28. In what universe is that skinny?!” But I try to be gracious and polite and not get all het up about investing size words with emotional baggage.

So that’s how I’m doing. How are y’all doing?

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Book Review: Historic Photos of Birmingham

Nov 28 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Review

A couple weeks ago I received a copy* of Historic Photos of Birmingham, with text and captions by James L. Baggett. Baggett is Head of the Department of Archives and Manuscripts at the Birmingham Public Library, Archivist for the City of Birmingham, and a fomer Chair of the Jefferson County Historical Commission. And his passion for the Magic City shows on every page. The book is organized chronologically rather than thematically, giving the reading of it a sense of growth and progress. This nontraditional approach gives the book what almost amounts to a sense of velocity– Baggett takes you flying through history, showing you the past lives of so many of the places you’re familiar with today.

The first photo in the book proper is of First Avenue North in the 1890s. For a reader like me, it’s a powerful view of a road I drive on every day. The photo is completely unfamiliar except for a few of the stacks at a foundry in the distance. The earliest photos of Birmingham, from the end of Reconstruction, show exactly how it became known as The Magic City– from choleric swamp to urban and industrial center in just a few years. The earliest photos in the book are dim and grainy, as would be expected, and what’s striking about them is not the people, with their different modes of clothing and posing, but the architecture of the city, and how not different it is. You can see a clear trend in the photos showing the growth of downtown Birmingham, of maintaining a certain Victorian ideal and then an Art Deco trend in architecture, which exists to some extent to this day.

Moving in the early 20th century, Baggett threads the books with pictures of people and recreation (imagine the roaring 20s in scenic East Lake!), and also with the growth of some of the larger landmark buildings in the city: the City Federal Building, the Tutweiler, St, Paul’s Catholic Church, and the Alabama Power Building, complete with statue of Electra. There’s also a two page spread photograph of the Industrial High School band from the early 1920s, just before Industrial became Parker. All the musicians are young African-American men, and it’s one of the first photos exclusively of black people, presaging and echoing the long division between races in Birmingham.

Moving through World War II and into the mid-century, there are yet more photos of a city divided. Construction continued, as shown in many, many photographs and people seemed generally prosperous– many photos of people at work, or near their business, or in any of the worker towns that sprung up around foundries. There’s one fantastic photo of Loveman’s Department Store lit up for Christmas and it’s amazing to study its windows and see retail displays, not hordes of children learning and playing in what’s now McWane Science Center. But there’s just a single photo of a civil rights protester, outside the same building, holding a sign that says, “We’ll buy when Loveman’s hires negro clerks. Jim Crow Must Go.” Baggett’s caption, a brief acknowledgement of “injustices of racial segregation” seems an inadequate reference to a movement galvanized in Birmingham, and greater Alabama, and had such a broad effect on the rest of the coutry. The final photos are of a familiar skyline– all BellSouth and bank buildings as seen from atop Red Mountain.

The book itself is about half the size of a regular coffee table book– excellent for use in an office or lounge area. It invites readers to browse the book, flipping back and forth to see the city grow and shrink by turn, and catch glimpses of how things used to be. I’m not a Birmingham native, but I do love living here, despite its somewhat checkered history and continued civic problems, and studying this book has given me an even better idea of where my city came from. I imagine this feeling would be intensified for those people who do consider Birmingham their hometown. An excellent gift for a hard-to-buy-for historian on your Christmas list, but a great book to have, regardless.

*I accepted a gratis copy for review purposes from the publishers, Turner Publishing Company, in Nashville, Tennessee. Historic Photos of Birmingham is an installment in their Historic Photos series.

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A Villain Will Rise! Fangirls will squee!

Nov 27 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Fandom

In this our weekly Heroes review, I mostly want to skip to the previews for next week and then bounce around like a fangirl. But I’m going to try to hold it in, because, after all, there is shirtless Sylar!

Let’s get the crummy stuff out of the way? Is Peter still an idiot? Yes. Does he latch on to the first angry, sinister Englishman he can find? Yes. Is his logic and methodology still all wrapped up in his precious wee feelings. Yes. Everybody else wants to save the world but Peter– Peter wants to save this one girl he kissed once. Dipshit. I hope Hiro cuts his head off.

Hiro– you go, smart guy! Cut their idiot emo heads off!

Meanwhile, back at a motel in Virginia, there was Sylar. And there was Maya. And there was Alejandro, who decided to try some cockblocking, so Sylar had to murder him. And then take off his shirt, get wet, and passionately kiss Maya, who this week made a lot of progress on the not being so damn annoying front. That was hot. I’m ashamed of myself even, that I find it so very hot, but he’s just so compelling! And the two of them together! Oh, hott!

And now he’s in New York, in the M3 apartment, being a freak around Molly and he’s going to kidnap her and make Mohinder trade for a syringe full of cure. And it’s going to rule! And probably be the biggest, most frustrating cliffhanger in the history of the world. But oh, so so good. Next week needs to get here!

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I Just Love Stories

Nov 26 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Recovering English Major

For the second year in a row I’m writing for the Yuletide Rare and Obscure Fandoms Ficathon. Last year I refused to read anything that wasn’t source material (since the source was so huge, The Baroque Cycle) so that I could stay in the language of that period and stick with ideas and turn out a decent enough story. This year I tried to do something similar and eventually gave up, mostly because I started reading Assassin’s Apprentice by Robin Hobb just before I got my Yuletide assignment and it is very interesting. I still by books three and four at a time and keep an “on deck” pile at least five deep most of the time, but already I’m looking forward to having my Yuletide story completed so I can devour the rest of Hobb’s Farseer trilogy and then the second volume of Fables and then some more George R. R. Martin and then yet more stuff.

I’ve even started making a 2008 To Read list. I’m interested to see if all y’all (well read and opinionated as you are) have comments. Essentially, please let me know if I need to take a pass on one of the listed novels. I’d hate to get into a Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell* situation again. With that, here are the books:

  • The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
  • A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
  • Oh Pure and Radiant Heart by Lydia Millet
  • Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell
  • Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides
  • World War Z by Max Brooks
  • The Human Stain by Phillip Roth
  • Sword of Truth by Terry Goodkind
  • A Canticle for Liebowitz by Walter M. Miller Jr.
  • River of Gods by Ian McDonald
  • Infoquake by David Louis Edleman

Plus more graphic novels, the rest of the Song of Ice and Fire books that exist so far, the rest of the Christopher Moore novels I haven’t read, and gigs and gigs of smutty Snape-fic. 2008 is going to be more literary fiction than I’ve done in a while, I think, but I feel like it’s time for the pendulum to swing back to the middle.

Anything I should leave off? Anything I should add?

*A 2008 goal (shared with Doc) is also to figure out what the “mannerpunk” genre is and to read some of it, cos it sure sounds awesome. Except for Susannah Clarke.

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Slow and Quiet Before a Holiday

Nov 21 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Confession

I’m at work today, as are many of the people I chat with during the day. We’ve all planned to do a bit of work, and a bit of chatting, taking the day easy because holidays should go on as long as possible, right? Especially ones dedicated to gratitude. With that in mind, I’m taking it easy here, but I’d like to know what you all would like to hear about.

Honu Girl sent me a Japan Aerospace Exploration Agency press release with pictures of earthrise from the moon. We’re revisiting the Europe or the Moon question. And thinking that, with photographs like these, that change our perspective so dramatically, that’s it’s nearly impossible that we tiny humans on Terra are the only life forms out there.

What are you all thinking about? What would you like to talk about?

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Bob and Elle for the Win!

Nov 20 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Fandom

Thank you, Tim Kring! That is how you make an episode of Heroes. Except for the continuing lameness of Hiro’s entire existence, but I’m overlooking that because wow! That was a great show! With many incredible actual events that advanced the plot!

I almost didn’t notice that there hadn’t been any Sylar the whole episode because I was busy digging on just how twisted Bob and Elle Bishop are. And when Bennet told Elle that he didn’t want Claire to turn into Elle, wow! And Mohinder?! DAMN!

I’d still love to know what Angela Petrelli’s power is and wow, was she ever good at fighting Matt. And Matt’s started to lose all the cred he gained last week. But Angela, and her “mortgaged our souls!” Wow, I want to know that back story. And I want to know what’s going to become of Mohinder– other than the preview of Sylar showing up for what I assume must be some hot threesome action. And I want to make sure that they didn’t use Claire’s blood to kill Nikki, which will actually give Nikki something to do, becoming one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse and all.

What did you all think?

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The Green Fairy Drove Me to Work

Nov 19 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Speechifying

I’ve always wanted to try Absinthe. I haven’t studied it very deeply, nor immersed myself in Romantic culture so as to cultivate an air of melancholy and tortured genius, but I’d very much like to try it. I’ve always been afraid to do any hard drugs, even when they were freely offered and I was a carefree college student, but absinthe seems like a line I could toe: it’s alcohol, but maybe there’s something extra in it.

The NYT published an article last week on absinthe’s resurgence and new availability in the U.S. If you’ve read anything about absinthe before, it doesn’t say much new. Absinthe has been used and abused and credited with all manner of artistic amazingness and feats of depravity since they first started making it. The little bit of new information suggests that, by following some of the original recipes, even using wormwood (the ingredient that primarily separates absinthe from pernod), the concentration of thujone– a chemical similar to THC–isn’t high enough to really cause much, if any, hallucination.

I also love the ritual of drinking absinthe. I was a martini drinker for a long time because a good martini requires careful preparation and an exacting hand and those things bespeak sophistication. It’s not like a drink some sloppy frat boy can throw together. It takes time and concentration, both to prepare and enjoy. And like the fine conical glasses and clever shakers and silver plated olive-picks that make a martini something more sublime than just gin and whisper of vermouth, so too the special glass and spoon and carafe of ice water make absinthe more elegant than just licorice-flavored liqueur. So too the change in color, from vivid green to swirling, opalescent white, makes it something extraordinary.

I have to postpone trying it a few more years. Who knows how it would act on altered digestion? But someday I’ll try it and it will be beautiful. In the meantime, I have to be content with the streak of green I dyed into my hair this weekend. Just a small lock, now bright kelly green.

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Homographic Homophonic Autantonyms

Nov 16 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Lexpionage

This week I didn’t do much lexpionage, but I did read the greatest Dinosaur Comics strip of all time. In it, God tells T-Rex about Homographic Homophonic Autantonyms: words that are spelled the same, and sound the same, but have opposite meanings. T-Rex immediately cites “dust”– to sprinkle with something (as in dust crops) or to remove sprinkles from something (as in dust furniture). Same spelling, same pronunciation, same part of speech. You must know it from the context! Which leads to this exchange:

Dromiceiomimus: Why do we let language get like this?
T-Rex: Probably because we want it to be incredibly awesome?

All I can say to that is: T-REX, FUCK YES!

What are some other homographic homophonic autantonyms? Cleave! Now you!

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I’m Officially a Bitchy Old Lady

Nov 15 2007 Published by Sarah, etc. under Fandom, Never Off the Record, Speechifying

I spend a lot of time on eljay reading peoples opinions about different fandoms. I love it. I can’t get enough. And several times a week, generous individuals upload songs to the interweb, along with some cool art, and call it a fanmix, because the songs, listened to as a whole, will be evocative of a character, or pairing, or fandom. I love them, and I’m grateful for them. But yesterday I reached the end of my rope.

Sarah: I have to have a rant
Honu Girl:: Go for it.
Sarah: I am creating a rule that all Sylar fanmixes from now on MUST NOT include any of the following:

  1. “Somewhere a Clock is Ticking” by Snow Patrol
  2. “Set Fire to the Third Bar” by Snow Patrol
  3. Any cover of a really good song from the 90s by Muse. Nobody needs to cover “Creep.” Radiohead did it just fine the first time.
  4. Any songs by A Perfect Circle

That is all.
Honu Girl:: I think that is a VERY GOOD RULE.
Sarah: But I love that everybody who makes a Sylar fanmix is like, “OMG A SONG ABOUT CLOCKS!!!” It’s like people who make Snape fanmixes going, “OMG TRENT REZNOR LOOKS LIKE SNAPE AND SANG THE PERFECT DRUG AND THE VIDEO HAD ALCHEMY AND RAVENS OMG!!!” Says me, whose Snape playlist on my own iPod includes both Creep (thankfully by Radiohead) and several NiN songs. XD
Honu Girl:: BECAUSE NO ONE ELSE NOTICES THESE THINGS.
Sarah: I have officially become an OLD PERSON ™.
Honu Girl:: Don’t worry. I became an old person a long time ago.
Sarah: Okay. We’ll be crotchety together.
Honu Girl:: I’d enjoy that, I think. But then that might ruin the crotchetiness. Hmmm. We’ll have to think this through more thoroughly.
Sarah: We can be happy, but to the outside world, we will have to appear grumpy!
Honu Girl:: Perfect. Excellent plan, m’dear!
Sarah: Just, the nerve of these kids today! You don’t mess with Radiohead.
Honu Girl:: No respect, these kids.

Lookit how Honu Girl lets me get all capslock bitchy at her? That’s true love, right there.

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