i came across a flipboard article this morning which discusses how to explore tuscany cheaply. it quotes diesel as being €1.75 per liter. i did some quick converting to discover that €1.75 = $2.2 and 1liter = .264 gallons. thus, 1 gallon in tuscany will cost you approximately $8.80. i just paid about $4.27 a gallon at costco so what am i complaining about? but then again, i can also bike to manhattan beach on my bike and avoid incurring any automobile or gasoline expense so HA! take that! (what was my point, exactly?)
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bad weather
meteorologists were predicting bad storms this week and downpours yesterday. they were *way* off. it was gorgeous yesterday as we drank siphon coffee and surveyed the basketball court by our gym and drank more coffee and watched the world from la monarca’s window and finally walked down the promenade after a rich dinner at fraiche.
m says: “you know what a horrific storm is in los angeles…somebody farts and they think it’s thunder.”
windy going south this time
outbound: 39.52 minutes / 7.28 miles / 10.8 avg mph (why does the distance keep changing?)
return: 40.34 minutes / 7.3 miles / 10.6 avg mph
i’m getting faster!
ninja
my friend, mir, had a wife who liked (wanted to be?) ninjas. she had an origami ninja hanging from the fan chain in their kitchen. i liked the fact that she was secretly obsessed with ninjas. they are cool: the secret identity, the black comfy clothing, the physical fitness and skill at both offense and defense, the razor sharp stars, the sword. i’d be a ninja, if it wasn’t for all that killing business.
ninjas are so cute. what’s not to love?
megamind
yesterday, while eating breakfast (see below), we watched megamind. i love me a witty, intelligent animated movie, but i really just wanted to watch it because it has tina fey as the voice of roxanne. i love witty, intelligent women and would vote tina fey for president if given the opportunity. i digress… megamind made me chuckle heartily and i have decided to start saying things like “spee-ider,” “revahnge,” and “ollo.” “ollo” is my favorite.
tweet crudites
right now: having cheese and farmers’ market peaches and tangerines with my honey.
ebooks
in the wee hours of this morning, almost 22 hours ago, i finished “the girl with the dragon tattoo.” to my surprise, i read all 2300-plus pages on my iphone via an app and the santa monica public library’s ebook collection. it’s not my favorite way to read and i don’t think i’ll buy a kindle anytime soon, but it was nice to be able to do yet another thing on my phone that i didn’t have to carry around. notepads, filofaxes, books, ipods, even a small laptop and a small digital camera have been removed from my backpack because one device can do it all. reading on the iphone means i miss the tactile feel of a book, but i like the search function and the fact that i don’t have to hold the book (i ate a whole grapefruit while reading on my iphone and i didn’t even squirt the screen with sticky grapefruit juice!). and i don’t have to wonder just how clean the book’s pages are as i eat with my hand and turn pages that other hands have turned. conversely, ebooks make me more sedentary and i don’t walk to the library to borrow/return the book in question. conversely, again, i don’t have to read with the light on (the jury is still out on this one as i may realize i’m going blind looking at an lcd screen in the dark for hours at a time). with that thought, i will wrap up this post as i have been sitting in the dark now for about an hour both reading and blogging while m sleeps soundly not 6 inches away (silent keys- brilliant!).
toast
since m broke our toaster and we don’t have enough counter space to buy a fancy toaster oven (saving it for the meat slicer), i’ve perfected toast the old-fashioned way: on a skillet on the stovetop. here’s how you do it: jewish rye from costco, removed from the freezer (because there’s too much to eat without freezing), placed on a skillet on gas stove on high, let it toast/defrost, flip once, let it toast/defrost, flip again, butter it, let the butter melt, flip one last time to warm the buttered side. voila! the beauty of this method is that you can even use cold butter. everything gets warm and melty!
self-identity
i’ve been on crutches for so long that they have become part of how i see myself. when i get up, i involuntarily reach for them. when i imagine myself doing things, i see myself swinging along on two sticks. only once did i get up and not think about using them (and then i chastised myself so hard that i erased any and all memory of not using crutches). i’ve even learned how to carry large, awkward objects and still use crutches effectively (the key is using one’s hip to push the crutch along when one’s hand is carrying aforementioned awkward item). but in exactly 11 minutes, i get to put 60 lbs of pressure on my left leg and then i’m only a few weeks away from having to develop a new self-identity.
never mind
i’m too disappointed to even blog about how i can’t marry the person i love. should we have done it before november 4, 2008? probably.