Today’s Chomsky-esque translation exercise in Duolingo.
In other news, my neighborhood has been relatively quiet for the last week, given its proximity to staging for marches on Saturday and Monday. Lot of helicopters Monday. Woke at 3am this morning to a fire alarm: not my smoke detector but the piercing, building-wide wail that I’ve only heard during tests before. Unknown people set the recycling and trash on the curb on fire. Fire department was on scene before everyone was out of the building, and there’s no damage to the building, but it’s disturbing in retrospect. Went for a walk south this evening, after walking north and west the last couple of days. A bunch of small businesses have boarded up but have signs that they are open still. Not all have. I think most of the boarded businesses were damaged in 2015 and did it as a precaution this time around.
Target’s marketing and floor layout is supremely successful. I walked in with a list made of five items and left with ~20. All of them are things I’ll use so it’s not as if the money is wasted. But it was unplanned.
I bought a red shower curtain with a circular pattern that seems kinda retro. And I love it, despite not matching the black & white going on in the rest if the room.
So easily pleased.
~ The trailer for HP7.2 looks good. I especially like the way Snape apparates, and seeing Molly duel Bellatrix Lestrange.
~ I am glad the royal wedding press coverage was over. I did not watch it, although I did see some clips online. (Why was it taking up half of WaPo’s front page?) Pretty dress, shiny uniforms, bizarre head gear. I did think it was sweet that Harry watched Kate walk up the aisle and then appeared to lean over and say to William, "Wait til you see her."
~ Why was it so easy to sit and blurt out two ficlets for the GK The Iceman Cometh fic party based on prompts, but so hard to write the fic I promised to The Biochemist (in which Brad’s license is suspended due to his speed fetish on his motorcycle)? The bike fic is plotted out, I just…can’t get it written. It’s the first time ever that I’ve never been able to just sit down and blurt everything out on the page with little or no thought or effort or editing.
~ Mommom’s dining room table is being delivered to my house on Monday. I probably should make room for it, decide which chairs, etc., are going into the basement, etc. And yet instead I’m sitting on the front porch, enjoying the sunshine.
~ I would like to be in Madrid this coming week instead of 9 months from now.
~ Is it wrong that I want to see the new Fast & Furious movie? It’s total cheese, but still…
I’ve mentioned before that my kitchen is not particularly well-equipped. This does not distress me. But I still oooh and aaah over kitchen accessories, like this selection of butter yellow gadgets featured by Metrocurean.
I don’t need a butter dish, yet I’m tempted by the color. Same for the baking dishes.