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I'm reading The Way We Eat: Why Our Food Choices Matter by Peter Singer and Jim Mason, and it might be my favorite piece of "when in doubt, don't eat the animal product" propaganda to date (besides cookbooks, anyway). But I just got to the chapter on eating out, and I'm a little worried, because of this passage:

Oh please don't be endorsing whiny bitchitude. All y'all: Be kind to waitstaff, especially when they put up with your shit. This has been a public service announcement. )

That ranted, I am hoping very much that Singer and Mason will conclude that if you really want to eat out ethically, you should either patronize only restaurants that proudly advertise the origin of their ingredients, or forget it and eat only what you cook at home from ingredients whose sources you know and love (and good luck with that; this book, The Omnivore's Dilemma, and of course Marion Nestle's fantastic What To Eat are good places to start). I'm keeping my fingers crossed, because the book has been very smart and in touch with reality so far, and I'm more than halfway through. And now I will return to my reading.

Update, 11:18 PM --- Nope, but then again the chapter turned out to be a more general thing about the food industry and three businesses in particular. I thought they went a little too easy on Whole Foods, too, but oh well. Maybe they'll give the "either choose your restaurant with care or stay home" advice in the conclusion of the book.

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I am inordinately amused by the ad copy on the back of my Sea Salt & Vinegar Kettle Chips:

NO STUFF... Chips you'll still respect in the morning.

The fools! If there are none left in the morning, the only one left to lose my respect will be me. But mmmm, chips.

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Today I am thankful I'm not in Hell:

The action at Toys 'R Us in Times Square today )

Here's hoping the sadistic glee of not being in that picture will help me through making travel plans for December and actually carrying out those plans (the scary Homeland Security hands-of-blue drones are bad enough without Xmas Muzak making me want to rip my own eyes out as well).

I'm amazed to be saying this after all the delicious food I ate yesterday, but I'm really hungry. Time for breakfast! Coffee and pie it is.

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Happy Birthday, Peter!

It's been a good day, I think. Good haul of presents, family visiting, delicious dinner at Ta Ra Rin aka ThaiHop, followed by Batman Begins, which was quite enjoyable. Highlights included pretty much all the acting except Katie freaking Holmes, but if I squint real hard I can pretend she was comic relief. After all, the moral of her arc seems to have been "Gee, Bruce, now that it turns out you don't suck, I don't like you anymore." Also, her nipples? Totally an homage to those godawful Batsuit-nipples from the movie(s) we're trying to forget about. Yeah. My only other significant complaint is about the fight scenes? Ouchie. Hard to watch, let alone tell what is going on. Christopher Nolan clearly still has a bit to learn about that. But I digress.

Happy Birthday, Peter!


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Today's stupid food epiphany: popcorn with salt and nutritional yeast is a great way to satisfy my cravings for cheezy poofs, and a lot less nasty besides.

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So. The plan for tomorrow (technically today, Wednesday 8 December 2004) is breakfast/brunch at Morning Glory before we hit the road for Portland with the Boothes and a whole messload of chocolate chip cookies. We will be visiting Peter's cousin and of course Powells City of Books, where at 6 PM we're hoping to meet up with as many of [livejournal.com profile] chocolatesmudge, [livejournal.com profile] nedthealpaca, [livejournal.com profile] ideath, and the rest of their clan as possible. Now I go to send messages to [livejournal.com profile] ideath on as many channels as possible. But um yeah. If you can read this, and you see [livejournal.com profile] ideath any time before 6 PM tomorrow, tell her that there will be people who want to see her meeting in the Powells green room.

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It's our political action fund! A guy from the Sierra Club just came by and we gave him $8 in quarters and Sacajawea dollars. Plus Allison and I got to send postcards to Bush and OR senator Smith saying "National parks are good, mmkay? Leave 'em be!" Now I am hungry, which means it's time for leftovers! Mmmm, cream of three mushrooms soup courtesy of the Glenwood's dinners to go! Woo!

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The good news: my Sundance application is all but complete, except for references, and I'm working on that. Also, I got a lot of cleaning and filing done while searching through my piles of crap for my Palm, so I could use its address book to finish the references section. And after all that cleaning (and a tasty lunch of leftover gado gado, hanging out on the front porch with the cat, who is super-cute as always) I managed to find the Palm.

The bad news: My Palm is utterly dead. Again. I recharged it and it's back to the ol' blank slate it started as. Crappy. Time to go searching for old employers' addresses in my email archives, I guess.

Update, 16:25: Holy monkey gods, my paper address book is out of date.


Oct. 15th, 2003 09:57 am
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[livejournal.com profile] leech, apparently you're not the only one whose Friends list is obsessed with breakfast. Apparently everyone's an expert where oatmeal is concerned =).

In other news, I need to start getting up earlier so I can have more than one cup of tea before leaving the house to go tutoring. Especially when my throat is all icky and sore and needs the hot liquid desperately. Sigh. And rain can suck it. Have I mentioned how much I need fenders for my bike? Someday my jeans will dry... I hope.

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So today my primary goal is to do laundry so I have something to wear to work tomorrow. My secondary goals include getting to the post office to get more stamps, depositing my paycheck, and maybe stopping by the library. But before I do any of that, I should have some breakfast. I'm so boring it hurts (no, wait, that's just my residual headache from last night).

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If you haven't already, now is the time to listen to "Labor Day" by the Dead Milkmen ("fuckin' Jerry Lewis!" --- it's been in my head on and off all day), and peruse Merry Labor Day from Cat and Girl (which hopefully makes your Labor Day plans look good). If I can keep awake long enough, I'll try to read me some Howard Zinn appropriate to the occasion as well, but I'm tiiiiired after having worked all of Labor Day Weekend. The irony is oh so not lost on me. Sigh. At least we got to close the restaurant early today (though that doesn't affect me nearly as much as the people who got there later in the day and actually had their shifts cut short as a result).

Since coming home from work, I have taken a little nap, lounged around the house in my pajamas, talked to my parents on the phone (plans for birthday presents and travels to the east coast are in the works), and had huevos rancheros for dinner. Yum. I'm tired, but life is pretty good.

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Ok, so this weekend was the first time I worked on Saturday and/or Sunday in like a month, but I let my grumpiness at not having many hours be known. One of my coworkers suggested that if I learned to open the restaurant kitchen, I could get scheduled for 6 AM shifts. Ouch, but at the same time, I could use the hours, and if I knew how to open, I'd be more useful in general, and thus more qualified to harass management for a better schedule and raises and suchforth. So I let the "what if I trained to open?" idea slip to a manager when I was signing out yesterday, and she said, "That's a GREAT idea! Can you come in tomorrow, just for an hour or two, to see what it's all about?" and suddenly it was almost like I'd promised I'd come in. So this morning I got up before the sun and started learning about opening the kitchen at the Glenwood.

Turns out it's pretty easy. ) Today my reward (besides pay, that is) for coming in to open was a lot of good monkey points, a really bitchen breakfast (spinach-feta omelette with sauteed mushrooms and garlic) and a lovely bike ride home (I took the long way, east to campus, across the Willamette, northeast along the north bank of the river, and back across and backtrack east to our house, and it was great to get some exercise). Then I went back to sleep until 11 or so, and now I'm contemplating errands, albeit not very enthusiastically.

Hmm. On second thought, I'd better get out now, before my mom calls and talks my ear off about the past three weeks or however long it is my aunt and uncle (her brother) and their kids have been visiting from Holland (they leave today). Also, I want to catch the 5:05 showing of Whale Rider at the Bijou (Eugene's indie/art house theater, in a remodeled church --- so cool, and the closest movie theater to our house, woo!) I am way psyched about this movie. I think it will pander to me in all the right ways, and wash away the stain of Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle.

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So today Groundwork Organics, the farm we get a CSA share at, held an open house, and we got to go and tour the farm and taste its tasty produce (including tomatoes made into a delicious tomato-basil-mozzarella platter, melons, and berries, including chocolate-dipped strawberries and a "summer pudding" of brioche bread and berries and whipped cream). It was awesome. We all agreed that we were very glad to be giving Gabe and Sophie (the farm's owners) our money, and that we're definitely going to the next open house as well. We'll probably ride our bikes there, just to be super-badass. Yay farms that do stuff the right way (farm organically, treat workers well, live on the land they grow stuff on, etc.)! And yay for good food and knowing where that food comes from!

Also, on the way to the open house, we stopped and gave some people a jump-start on their van, for major good karma points. Turns out that in the past week, they'd had the front windshield of the van broken and a purse stolen from inside the van, and their cat was killed by a car. Stuff like that makes me glad I can help people whatever little way I can.

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So lately it seems like everything I read is sad: currently it's Kelly's copy of Stone Butch Blues, before that it was a reread of the Dark Tower series, because Book 5 (The Wolves of Calla) is coming out this year or I'm going to go seriously Misery on Stephen King's ass. To counter this trend and try to win back the feeling that there's hope for humanity, I started in on The Zinn Reader ("writings on disobedience and democracy") this morning. Actually, by that point it was probably afternoon, but that's because we slept in and had waffles for breakfast --- thanks again to [livejournal.com profile] chocolatesmudge and [livejournal.com profile] nedthealpaca for the hand-me-down waffle iron! It's not often that I turn to nonfiction for my feel-good reading, but so far, so good. Still, if any of y'all want to recommend some relatively light-hearted, entertaining fiction that won't bludgeon me with an emotional 2x4, that would be great. Bonus points if I can get it at my friendly local public library (the link is mostly for my own reference, so I can check the online catalog for any suggestions that appear in the comments to this entry).

I swear I had more to say than this, but of course I've completely forgotten it. Drat.

Update, 17:14: Oh yeah: we had tostadas for dinner last night and they were super-tasty. I am pleased by the outcome of this experiment, yes indeedy. I'd gotten corn tortillas on an impulse-buy earlier in the week, but wasn't really sure what to do with them: huevos rancheros? tostadas? In the end, the latter won out, but I might have to try making me some rancheros in the not-too-distant future. We'll see. Yay for trying new foods!

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Ok, so right now I'm reading Pattern Recognition by William Gibson, and it's eating my brain. Considering that I've been up for an hour and a half, it's amazing I haven't read more yet today, but I've been being all communicative, writing email to [livejournal.com profile] beanworks, only to get distracted by IM with [livejournal.com profile] joyquality and [livejournal.com profile] siobhan1. Also I've been drinking tea (mmm, Earl Grey) and forgetting to have breakfast, but I'll fix that last problem soon, really I will. In fact...

Tracy wanders off to get herself a bowl of granola and yogurt

Ok, now that that's taken care of, where was I? Oh yes: reading. The last book I finished was [livejournal.com profile] springbok1's sister's first novel, Fires of the Faithful, which I enjoyed quite a bit, and I'm not just saying that because I know [livejournal.com profile] springbok1 will read this. Since National Novel Writing Month last year, I've been reluctant to say anything bad about other people's fiction, and especially first novels, because there's a voice in my head that says, "Oh yeah? Where's your book?" that shuts me up pretty right quick in the literary criticism department. Sigh. I really don't know if I'm ever going to finish The Witchworld, let alone how. Mostly I think the problem is I'm sick of my viewpoint character and kind of dread writing the chapters and scenes I haven't written yet from her perspective, but on the other hand I don't want to switch viewpoint characters too much because that's a recipe for disaster (and I've got enough problems with characters knowing things they shouldn't as it is). So I'm not sure what to do. Also there's a few characters I really don't know well enough to write more about them, and blah blah blah...

But speaking of fantasies with strong female characters and other worlds where imagination reigns supreme, I got Alan Moore's Promethea out of the library a while back and I've been rereading it every few days ever since. I love it. In case it wasn't clear from the first sentence of this paragraph, this comic panders to me in every way, and I love it. (It also makes me a little embarrassed that I tried to write a novel pandering to myself when surprise! Alan freaking Moore already did it, and he's ever so much more the master of story... on the one hand it makes me wonder why I even try, and on the other hand it makes me feel like hey, my story idea must be pretty okay, even if I centered it around a setting rather than a whole host of interesting characters that give everything layers and depth and whatnot...) Anyway, I recommend Promethea a lot. (I also liked that [livejournal.com profile] pants_of_doom mentioned her in one of her "5 question interview" entries.)

Ok, time to read now. I have a student at 3:30, and I don't think I can finish Pattern Recognition by then, but we'll see.

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...is a very, very good breakfast. It's also incredibly hippy and D-I-Y, but really, that's what makes it so good for me. I can't believe I went for so long thinking applesauce involved some kind of long, complicated process. But no! Apples, water, rice cooker, potato masher... and like an hour later I'm all set! Woo! Anyway, I got up this morning and tried to work on the rental application for the place we looked at on Wednesday, but I got all freaky-stressed out about it (that'll teach me to try to be productive before breakfast). I'm feeling much better (although still a little nervous) now that I've showered and had my tasty, tasty breakfast treat. Mmmm. All I need now is a pot of tea and I'll be ready to give the paperwork another shot.

In other news, I got paid yesterday! Woo! This tutoring thing is, like, a real job! Woo! My second student (the one I accidentally ditched on Tuesday) was totally cool about the fact that I stood her up, but I apologized about a million times anyway. And conic sections are my bitch. So if/when I get sick of working on the rental application or my renter's resume or the cover letter (we really like this place we're applying for, so we're going kind of buck wild trying to impress the landlord and lady) I might switch to working on business cards and/or posters advertising my tutoring services. Anything to distract me from stressing about my first day at the Glenwood tomorrow. I'm so nervous... ack! Must stop thinking about it! I know, I'll go make some tea...

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Note: I started this entry a little after 1 PM but couldn't submit it for some time because LJ was freaking out. So I kept adding to it. And now it's kind of long and boring but oh well. Anybody know why LJ kept giving me "database temporarily unavailable" messages all afternoon?

This morning my new student (the one taking number theory and prob/stat) cancelled; she decided she couldn't afford tutoring. Oh well. I had a good session with my other student, number theory this time, which sadly I don't remember as well as I'd like. My notes from Discrete Math are hilarious, though.

After tutoring, I stopped by the grocery store for the stuff I'd forgotten or missed in my fit of responsibility yesterday (how dare they run out of mushrooms when I'm there? how dare they?) and then I got home just in time to catch a phone call from Wes, who wants to go to Matrix Reloaded tonight. I'm down with that.

I had chips and salsa for lunch, which helped me get over my wooziness post-tutoring (I think because I'd been sitting in the hot hot sun while we worked?) and that was good. Then I made rice for nasi goreng (Indonesian fried rice) for dinner tonight. Mmmmm, nasi.

I have an hour and a half until my interview with the owner of the Glenwood. Part of me wants to take a nap, but what I should really do is finish rereading Ain't I a Woman? Black women and feminism so I can return it to the library today. They're holding Feminist theory: from margin to center for me, which is all kinds of good. Yay bell hooks!

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I so did not know what to have for lunch today, but popcorn turned out to be just right. Yay! I like making popcorn in a pan; it feels much more real than the microwave bags, even if those are a wonder of the modern age. Of course, we don't have a microwave, so that probably affects my opinion on the matter somewhat.

This is a really fun game. 20 Questions with a database that draws funny funny conclusions depending on the information you (and the other registered users) give it. Stuff like: "Tofu probably doesn't lift the spirits" and "Tofu cannot liquefy small furry animals". Whee! Fun fun! Many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] qousqous for showing it to me.

Update, 4:02 PM: Do any of you know of a way to make "Don't auto-format" as a default setting? I keep having to go back and click the box after I update my journal, because I forget to do it the first time and it makes everything look all goofy.

4:13 PM:

Things I didn't know

A kitten cannot be ingested
You don't need batteries to use a kitten

20 Questions really is too fun.

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Can't post more, gotta finish getting dressed and packed. Oh, and maybe have some breakfast. See all you friendly PDX freaks real soon!
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So every time we make Indian food what gets stuck in my head but that Simpsons episode where Apu invites Marge and Homer over for dinner. Marge compliments Manjula's cooking, and asks what's in a certain dish. She replies, "Lentils, chickpeas, and rice."

"How about this one?" asks Marge.

"Lentils and chickpeas," says Manjula. "Try it with rice."

Mmmmmm.... Last night I flaked out on making wasabi mashed potatoes again, so instead Peter learned how to make chana dal (yellow split pea/lentil stew of oh so yummy goodness). It was delicious on rice with yogurt and raisins. Yay for brown gack!


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