Nothing funny about feldspar

As late as I was to appreciate blogging, I’m even later to liking mash-ups. However, I think this video of Star Trek clips to the Nine Inch Nails’ song Closer is just stunning.¹

Of course, all the cool kids have seen it already — I’m even late to this one…

1. Don’t watch if you’re offended by NIN, the original Star Trek series, or slash.↩

“Gee, Orthoclase, into September and no posts?”

Well, um, I’ve been trying to post about the me-macho bullshit surrounding the idea of never taking one’s hands off of the keyboard (e.g. Quicksilver and TextMate), but I can’t seem to develop a decent post around it. My tries so far have included snide references to American men going to Europe and changing how they eat “because it’s more efficient” and then coming home to eat like they always do. But I can’t seem to make it jell.

I’ve also been thinking about writing about the experience of moving into our current house nine years ago, but that one is better left for a time when I can speak more objectively about the crap that was left here and the destruction of my stored goods. It still hits a nerve, in other words, and even though we’ve obliterated almost all surface reminders of the former occupants, we still have to deal with their cheap, bad bathroom fixtures and third-rate roofing.

I’ve been reading more mommy-blogs, and I have been asking myself why I’m doing so. I mean, some parts are pretty interesting, the bits which got me to save the link in the first place, but with the start of the school year the mommy-blogs got boring. (Not like Nfaf, oh no, we just don’t post…)

I’ve been thinking about how much I hate my bank, but nobody I know likes theirs, either, so why bother switching?

My hair-cutter is trying to help me find work. “I thought you said you did accounting?” she asked as she trimmed the back of my neck. “I would probably be good at cost accounting,” I replied, “but I don’t think I would like doing it.” She had me opening my own tax-accounting firm next year, “because the work goes from January to April,” or signing up to drudge for H. & R. Block. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that tax accounting and cost accounting aren’t really related at all, not any more related than barbering people and clipping dogs. Sure, the underlying principles are the same, but the details are more important.

I’ve been trying to find something to eat with (northern New Mexican style) sopapillas. Plagioclase’s mother won’t eat anything spicy, Plagioclase won’t eat anything with lamb in it (unless it’s very well hidden), and I’m tired of making the same ol’ pseudo-posole. So I’m left thinking beef stew, but that’s not got quite the right structure to go with fried bread drenched in honey. Maybe I’ll go to the grocery and find something…

Nothing funny about feldspar has a new look, thanks to the wordpress theme viewer and Fresh 0.8 by Rupert Morris.¹

I like it ’cause it isn’t white and it doesn’t have a horizontal header. I also was looking for a theme that uses sidebar widgets, but I realized that I was tweaking them so much to make ‘em look right that I just edited the stock sidebar to suit me better.

I still love the spotty theme! But I thought we all needed some redecoration…²)

1. Theme based on huddletogether. This theme was designed by Lokesh and destriped and built by oriol, then tweaked by Rupert.↩
2. If you’re using Safari, you’ll have to delete your icon cache to see the new favicon jewelry ;↩

Every time I think I’m going to write some weighty post, I sit at my computer and then go to Cute Overload just to, you know, relax a moment before I start in earnest.

Usually, then, I just stop whatever I was planning on doing, because I’m awwing or giggling (even at the tiny froggies) and my pontifications¹ just seem like the hot air they are.

Today’s distraction: a video of a sleepy kitty

Congratulations to Cute Overload for winning the People’s Choice Webby!

1. can girls pontificate?↩

Some things are just too hard to write a post about. Not only the emotionally difficult topics, but also those odd moments of the day that you think “that would be good on my blog!” but when you get to your computer to compose the post, whatever you thought was good about the topic just went away.

For instance, I wanted to write about this sentence:

“He licked my toes until they itched.”

But I could not find a good story to wrap around it. If I was a different kind of blogger, you might think I was discussing my sexual escapades, or at least reporting what I overheard at the outdoor café on a summery evening.

Nope, it was me, talking about my dog. Is that sad? That my dog licks my feet? He enjoys it, and once you get used to it, it’s kind of a nice massage — assuming you don’t mind not being able to direct the masseur to just the right spot. However, he will continue to do it until my skin is dried out. I think sometimes he’s just trying to soften me up for chewing later.