I'm still trying to get it together to get a pic of my halloween costume. Very very late is okay, right? The dog has taken over the prop animal, the sword has been retrieved, pieces of the costume are out of the dirty laundry. Now all I have to do is put it all on, fix the basket with gruesome goodies, and get someone to take the picture. Soon. Promise.
Just read the autobiography of Hal Needham. Who, you say? Just the greatest stuntman ever, the one who created airbags for stuntmen to land on, and who directed such gems as "Smokey and the Bandit," "Cannonball Run," and many more. His mantra was "if you're waiting on me, you're backing up." Yes, he had a very high opinion of his own cleverness, stamina, manliness, etc. But he did some amazing things and much of what you see onscreen nowadays came from his fertile brain. An interesting read.
Am reading "Provence, 1970," a fascinating book by the nephew of M.F.K. Fisher, one of the best food writers ever. It's about a summer when Fisher, Julia Child (and husband), Simone Beck (Child's co-author), James Beard, and a few other well-known foodies, hung out and basically created the food culture we know now -- local, seasonal, adventurous. I'm not sure the nephew's writing is up to his aunt's standard but it'll do, and the discussions of food and cooking and life are worth it.
And if you want to read another good food writer, try Elizabeth David.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Radical Red
the Riding Hood was my costume at last night's Halloween party. I was complete with a long hooded red robe, unzipped so it would billow when I strode along; black clothes, including boots; a willow basket stuffed with real skulls and a newly dead (stuffed) animal resembling a wolf (actually a fox); and brandishing a humongous ornate broadsword.
The outdoor party had two firepits and lots of folk in fabulous costumes. Amy went as a mummy, Mateo was a blood-spattered medical person, and Tillman was his usual 30's gangster type. Ed's costume was Daisy Duke -- I said, where are the short shorts? -- too cold, she said.
One guy saw me coming and spun some fancy colored lights at me -- "it may not stop you but it'll slow you down!"
Had gone to play cards earlier at Hazel & John's. Mary Jo was there as was Ernie. She stomped us all with only 40 points going into the final hand. No Blair. Then off to the party.
A fun evening.
The outdoor party had two firepits and lots of folk in fabulous costumes. Amy went as a mummy, Mateo was a blood-spattered medical person, and Tillman was his usual 30's gangster type. Ed's costume was Daisy Duke -- I said, where are the short shorts? -- too cold, she said.
One guy saw me coming and spun some fancy colored lights at me -- "it may not stop you but it'll slow you down!"
Had gone to play cards earlier at Hazel & John's. Mary Jo was there as was Ernie. She stomped us all with only 40 points going into the final hand. No Blair. Then off to the party.
A fun evening.
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