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Halloween Costumes, which to pick?

Posted in Entertainment, Holiday, Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 10, 2012 by urbannight

I have three ideas.

The Raven.

This would require the most costume construction, making a feathered cloak, finding a wig, feathered best, black tinsel second best, black hair third.  Then a mask.  I was thinking one of the fancy Italian Renaissance looking ones with a long nose or one without and constructing a beak-like attachment for it.

Me in cyber-locks a few years ago.

The Masque of the Red Death.

This would be easier, making a red cloak with simpler ornamentations, and then red face makeup, red opera gloves, I have red and black cyber-locks I can wear, and maybe a pretty black domino mask.

A Death Maiden.

Simple black cloak, black skirt and top with black opera gloves.  Black or white wig.  And elaborate face paining like the Day of the Dead masks.

I’m not sure which route to go.

Evening Chores

Posted in Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 18, 2012 by urbannight

My apartment resembles this.

I’ve picked up olive oil and sweetener from the store and had dinner and fed the cats.

The litter box needs to be cleaned before I can take a hot bath.

I need to get the Holiday tubs out of the storage closet.

I need to find the book I was have through last night.

I need to cook up the pork chops and millet for lunched over the next three days.

I have a Halloween ornament to work on and some shows to watch and some articles to read.

I need to try to get the two blogs, one on a particular show and one on an article written.

And I wanted to go to bed early.

What does your Tuesday evening look like?

Random Things. That’s all I got Today.

Posted in Books, Entertainment with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 25, 2012 by urbannight

Because it is has nothing to do with anything….

Hunger Games, the book.  about 374 pages.  About 4 hours.  Maybe 4 hours and 15 minutes.  Easy.  Fast.  I remember how all these people said they spend one entire day reading it.  It just isn’t that long and complex.  The writing is very straight forward and simple.  Events are very fast paced.  You have no idea that in reality, it covers several weeks. 

Some channel was playing the Mummy movie remakes over the weekend.  I always felt sorry for the Mummy.  Okay, they did find a really good looking actor to play him, so that helped make him a bit sympathetic.   But it was really that all he did was done out of love.  It wasn’t even a selfish love.  Because he so totally loved her that he would do ANYTHING for her, even if it was of questionable ethics.  But she wasn’t worth it.  When push came to shove, she was more concerned about saving herself than helping the one that loved her so much that he gave everything of himself for her.  In the end, he realizes that his great love and great sacrifice was thrown back into his face and he let’s go of the person trying to save him and takes death in the realization of what he had done for someone who was so selfish.

My birthday was yesterday and I kinda wish that I had chosen to take my floating holiday today.  I don’t feel like much today.  It’s too pretty out.  It would have been a great day to go to the gardens and have a picnic someplace.  But I decided to save it and go to work instead.  I have a free birthday meal at Red Robin but I don’t feel like it yet.  I better before the end of the month.

I want noodles for dinner but I don’t want to go out of my way to the Vietnamese place.  I might go down to Pana88, a new pan-asian place close to work, and get their giant bowl of ramen noodles to take for dinner when I run off to my gaming group tonight.  Or maybe I’ll just stay there and eat.  That way I don’t have to try to kill as much time after work. 

My new meds are making me sleepy.  I’m trying to get used to them.  So I may be very sleepy at  the game tonight.  My warrior may be a little un-energetic.  I need energy.  The doctor told me to take them before bed.  But one is a twice daily, so I have to take it once in the morning as well. 

My supervisor got back from her week vacation.  She brought back a bag of my kryptonite for each of us.  Salt Water Taffy.  I live this stuff.  I have a fair amount of the black ones.  I love the black licorice taffy.  That and Banana are probably my favorite.  I got very little chocolate taffy.  I wanted more only for the purpose of trading it for more of the black licorice. 

I brought almonds for a tasty and healthy snack.  They are only healthy if I eat the right amount.  I have to make sure I stop.  I love nuts.  Except walnuts.  I hate walnuts.  The Squirrels can have them. Foamy can take over the world and keep the walnuts.  I like foamy.  Illwill press is great stuff.  Lovley cartoons, if you are slightly misanthropic.  I am, so I apreciate them. 

 I’m very upset with the judge in Utah that ordered a girl’s hair to be chopped off in the courtroom as an option to lowering her community service.  When I was 6, my mom had my aunt cut my hair short. It so traumatized me that I couldn’t get my hair cut short for years. Even with a trip, I would literally freak out at seeing the hair falling from my head. So maybe the child was traumatized. But small kids cut each other’s hair all the time. I don’t know a parent that hasn’t come into the room one day to find the kids with the scizzors either cutting their own hair or a siblings hair.

Sure is was wrong for a couple of young teens to cut a toddlers pony tail off. But NO judge should ever have the right to order a parent to chop of a kid’s hair in the court room. That goes way beyond reasonable autority for a judge. On top of it, he allowed the other older girl involved to be taken to a salon to have her hair professionally cut and returned to the courtroom to determine if it was acceptable to him or not. 

This gives us another case where cutting another persons hair with malicious intent is an assault. But punishing an assault with an assault is not justice. It’s revenge. And judges are suppose to be above revenge.

As for Tennessee’s ‘no holding hands’ law, they over look a common theme in areas with high pregnancy rates. Boredom. Many kids are complaining of boredom. They are becoming sexually active because it is something to do. Start creating more diverse activities and activity centers for teens, not kids, not adults, not ‘family friendly’ but specifically for teens and you would be amazed at the reduction in teen pregnancy. Or maybe not amazed because it won’t stop all of them, but it will give them something else to go than having sex because there is nothing else interesting to do.

Labor Day Reflections

Posted in Holiday with tags , , , , , , on September 6, 2010 by urbannight

Today is Labor Day.  On this three day weekend I can say I did no labor.

I planned to clean and reorganize my apartment top to bottom.

Instead I read a book, watched a couple movies, spent many hours beading a project and cooking batches of food for fridge and freezer.

Okay, I guess that would be labor, but not the labor I had planned to accomplish.

I also spent way to much time playing computer games and picking up books.  The cat will empty off bookshelves in an attempt to wake me up to feed him during the night.   The same cat that is trying to lay across my keyboard so I will pet  him and cuddle instead of type.

Of course, labor day is about labor unions and workers rights and all that jazz.  Celebrated by a day off of work.  Maybe it should be strike day instead of labor day.  Since the real point of it is to give people a day off work at the beginning of the school year now.

I say people are more concerned with a last minute vacation before the school year and finishing the back to school shopping or getting a three day weekend than what the day is really supposed to observe.

I say this because as a history lover myself, I had to go look Labor Day up.  I really had no clue what it was about.  In fact, I tend to forget about it every year until I tear August off the desk at work and discover a long weekend I didn’t realize I had.