Mon, Jul. 11th, 2005, 11:42 am
Tue, Apr. 19th, 2005, 08:55 am
So here's a question that been plaguing me of late:
What do you call an event where everyone brings a dish to share with others (usually of a casserole variety back home, but mostly composed of some combination of something with chickpeas here in CA), in the spirit of everyone eating together?
Note as many as you recognize.
c.) "Covered dish" dinner/supper. The item that you bring can be called a "covered dish", even if it doesn't come in a dish and isn't covered.
Fri, Apr. 15th, 2005, 02:05 pm
I have NO IDEA if you are interested or even know about this already, but this is all the rage on the geography conference circuit (oooh ooh, you're thinking, just what I want)! Create your own mind map
Sun, Mar. 6th, 2005, 09:25 am
Fri, Feb. 4th, 2005, 10:07 am
Wed, Feb. 2nd, 2005, 02:47 pm
1.) I was half listening to Virgin radio, when I swear to all that's holy I heard little kids say " I love Mr. Brain's Faggots for tea." I knew tea = dinner (or supper, ala Laura Ingalls), but how did faggots relate? What were they? Not cigarettes with the kids saying it, and can you advertise ciggies anyway?
So I went to OED. (Because it might be one of the best perks ever of working for a uni) I found a few upsetting things, but none of them drew me to how the (#%$*@ this could be used to describe a FOOD! According to Rich, it's like haggis. I don't know if he's eaten it, but he's more than familiar with Mr. Brain's Pork faggots. According to OED, it's a knitting stitch, something heretics used to be forced to wear after recanting, a heretic burning on the stake, the group of branches a heretic was burnt on, or just a bunch of sticks. But again, food? Is it just that it describes the "branches" of a pig - i.e. the parts that no one wants any more, ala haggis?
2.) I asked someone to be on my PhD committee today. I've talked to a few female friends about this, and we've all come to the same conclusions - it's like asking someone to prom. You're giddy and nervous and excited, all at the same time. I wonder how men describe this?
3.) There's really nothing else. It's a ridiculously beautiful day here in SB, but because the dumbass architect who designed our building made sure it NEVER GOT SUN, I'm freezing while looking at the sun shining brightly on the mountains.
Tue, Jan. 25th, 2005, 07:50 am
Mon, Jan. 10th, 2005, 02:23 pm
Pics from 101 south of Santa Barbara.
For us, it's not actually the weather that's too bad since we don't need to drive to work. FAR WORSE are the stupid drivers. Every time you go out in this rain, you have to avoid the Californians with a death wish. I know that everyone complains about drivers wherever they go, but really, the weaving that CA-ers do at high speeds makes things especially bad in any kind of non-perfect weather.