Hi, The point (if there is a point) of this blog is to post liner notes and playlists of mix CDs originating from moi and hopefully fanning out into a chain of mix CDs. If you get a CD from me, make me and a friend one, and email me some liner notes and I'll post them. Then your friend should make you and someone else a mix CD etc etc. Maybe it will work PS If you want to be on my knit list, let me know what you want and I'll see what I can do!

Sunday, January 15, 2006

If I only had a brain...

and some time. Here are ideas that have been rattling around my head for a while, that I'll probably never do. If anyone wants to run with any of these, please do; I'll probably never get around to it.
  • A cookbook for party leftovers - you know, baby carrots, dip, crudites, stale chips, salsa, flat beer. I can think of so many things to make.
  • Screenplay/book about the Land of Oz; the men who created it and Tweetsie Railroad.
  • Book about graduates of a club like The Cambridge Footlights or The Groundlings who didn't become famous.
  • Founding a Scottish bakery, with unfancy, good cakes like meringues and shortbread. Though that particular baker has Weight Watchers cookies. I'm sorry but that's just wrong.
  • An import business for Scottish kitsch, including publications from the esteemed publishing house of D.C Thomson, purveyor of the sentimental, judgemental, parochial and maudlin.
  • Designing and making stylish, girly clothes for the size that I am, straddling regular and plus size, with giant shoulders and long arms - i.e. big women. And trannies too I suppose.

    Speaking of women a bit on the butch side, here's evidence that women are hairier than they used to be, attributed to high carb diets. And evidence that depression is definitely linked to poor diet. So if you are sad, and have a moustache, and you're a girl, eat a salad!

    I'm heartened that Chile has elected a woman. Not only a woman, but a socialist single mother who is a pediatrician, and was tortured during the Pinochet regime. She joins the list of woman leaders which is larger than expected. She is inspiring; if she can lead a country, I can make it to the gym twice a week, right?

    The blurb for this show pushes all my buttons. I don't doubt that schools are not everything they should be, but it's not due to the government having a monopoly over the school system. That seems like veiled code for the promotion for vouchers. Since I started living here, I've met both astonishingly well-educated and informed individuals, and barely literate, credulous individuals. One thing that America teaches it's youth, which I have seen first-hand with my son, is confidence. When this confidence is backed up by intelligence and ability, it's a wonderful asset. When there is nothing except confidence, it's a cringe making embarassment.


    At 8:38 PM, Blogger pinky pinkerson said...

    gah, that hair-removal article. Immac sounds just like Nair, which stinks like rotten eggs, and leaves a weird slickness on anything you happen to use it on.

    At 12:52 AM, Blogger mykull said...

    i think you should open a bakery / scottish kitsch imports / clothing boutique. then when you rake it in, you can take a sabbatical to write your books.

    At 9:05 AM, Blogger minty said...

    Huzzah for Chile's woman president! I am similarly inspired.

    I will definitely visit your "If It's Not Scottish It's Crap" bakery/kitsch shop with attached boutique. Often. Go for it!

    At 7:48 PM, Blogger Liberal Common Sense Asshat Nominee said...

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    At 12:53 PM, Blogger Phil said...

    Re: comparisons between the President Bachelet's history/achievements and your own, would it be reasonable to say that the *threat* of some small, bi-weekly torture would get you to the gym?

    That's probably what it would take for me.

    today's word verification: iptayr. Locals may recall the old Clemson (I think) "IPTAY" stickers for athletic boosters who could say "I pay ten (dollars) a year" in support of the teams. Or twenty dollars a year. Or whatever the number was.


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