I should never go grocery shopping when I'm hungry.
Currently on the stove/in the oven: chicken with cream sauce Provencal, anchovy crostini, and a roasted tomato stuffed with crab and artichoke. Of course, in the process of cooking, I committed the cardinal sin of munching, so by the time all of this is ready, I'll be too full to eat. Anyone want to come over and eat my leftovers?
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Anyone who knows me knows that I cook a lot. Pretty much every night that I have the time, money and energy, I make a big elaborate dish (tonight's dish: penne alla panna and sourdough garlic bread). I do this to learn to cook better and more exciting dishes, and also because I truly love cooking.
That said, I almost always eat alone. There are certain dishes, therefore, that are just way too much work for one person. Example:
Tuscan Cooking - First Course - Lasagne
So, who wants to come over and take a chance on chicken hearts with me?
So now I have this ridiculous setup with an external keyboard plugged into my laptop. Since I work on a small desk, I couldn't get both the keyboard and the laptop to fit on it; therefore, the keyboard is now resting on a closet shelf that's balanced precariously between two open desk drawers. Also, I miss my laptop keyboard's friendly chik-chik-chik sound - this cheapo desktop keyboard goes CLICK CLICK CLICK when I type. It's maddening. In an effort to muffle it a little, I have the keyboard sitting on top of a folded green and white striped shirt. So picture this for a moment - laptop, keyboard, open desk drawers, shelf, bright green and white shirt. This is all decidedly unpoetic. Frankly, I can't work like this.
The great irony is this: I just bought a Wacom graphics tablet for use in graphic design. I've wanted one for years - it works just like a pad and pencil, with a stylus you hold like a pen and navigate and write with. It's pressure sensitive, allows you to write letters by hand and convert them to type, and is really just beyond cool. That's why I was having the glass of wine - I was celebrating the fact that I won a neato graphics tablet on eBay. I had wine and listened to Tom Waits, jubilant. There was a guitar solo, and I committed the grievous and irrevocable sin of playing air guitar, and things got out of hand, and … well, now I'm sentenced to the external keyboard. But I totally can't afford the graphics tablet now, seeing as how I have to spend even more money on some kind of keyboard solution (not to mention GREs, grad school applications, etc). When it arrives, I'll probably just turn right around and sell it. I should probably figure out what else I can sell, as Micron no longer makes replacement keyboards for this model of computer and every other option I'm exploring appears more and more expensive. Of course, I guess I could just get used to the crappy desktop keyboard again.
So if you happen to run across, say, a Micron TransPort NX laptop computer that's busted up and cheap (busted up, that is, with the exception of the keyboard), do let me know.
Poems forthcoming, once I learn how to live with this bloody CLICK CLICK CLICK.
Yeah, I've just been working all night. Here's a screenshot of the new somniloquy.org index page so far. I'm pretty happy with it, though I haven't quite figured out how the navigation is going to work yet.
I should probably be writing, but there's excellent music on the radio, and I'm making pretty pictures, and … how many other excuses can I come up with?
