The Davsters just got another girlfriend. I don't even hope to compete. He moved her into our flat, and with one glance I know she's here to stay. I don't even try to compete for his love and attention when he has her out, for I know there's a chance I might lose ;)
Say hello to my competition, ladies and gentlemen....
Tuesday, 13 November 2012
See, now I don't get this. Here we are, standing face to face with one of the greatest performers ever (seriously, my mind was blown tonight. Jack White is a musical genius. Probably a few other kinds of genius, too)
But anyway. Here we are. We are here. And I swear, if this guy took one photo, he took a thousand. He spent more time with his nose stuck in his camera than he did with his eyes on the stage. So, you know, he could show people what an amazing time he had.
...but besides the clueless fool in front of me, definitely the best way to spend Halloween. For reals.
Saturday, 10 November 2012
Monday, 5 November 2012
(Jack Kerouac's On The Road)
But please do me a favour. Read it. Don't just read it, but read it. Feel the words. Each one after the other. There for a reason, in that particular order.
Then tell me how long the shiver remains in your spine.
And tell me. Please tell me. How how how how how how did Kristen Stewart get cast in this piece-of-beauty-turned-film?
Sunday, 4 November 2012
It is not often I am so utterly disappointed in something.
Tried a new lemon meringue pie recipe and it was D.I.S.A.S.T.E.R.O.U.S. I mean, the meringue part was fine (though there wasn't enough.. but when is there ever enough meringue?!) but that's only because I didn't go by the recipe for that bit.
The lemon curd was a dull grey (ew)
The cornstarch didn't cook out properly (double ew)
Which meant it didn't set (sad face)
I stretched the crust too far so it mega-shrank in the oven (my fault, I know)
... aaaand it was late at night when I took it out, so I was tired and it made me pout (embarrassing)
I wanted to cry. I know not every bakescapade is going to end in success, but I was so disappointed! Please send me good lemon meringue pie recipes so I can redeem myself, people!
Saturday, 3 November 2012
Wednesday, 31 October 2012
I want to move here and live in the hills and have chickens and goats and never type another key stroke again. I want to write, I want to run mercilessly, I want to get lost. I want to detach, to be forgotten for a while and to understand man's place in the forest and field and sky and sea.
Only the Davsters can come. And maybe my piano. And Shakespeare. BUT THAT'S IT.
Friday, 26 October 2012
See, I knew I was still half asleep when I first looked at this -- I thought the lights at the bottom were supposed to be fire, and it just seemed like an awfully cruel piece to be outside the printer's parking lot (think less dancing/more falling into a fiery abyss)
Thursday, 18 October 2012
It's only the best holiday of the year. Which means I pine for home more than usual this time of year. There's nothing better than surrounding yourself with people you love to remind you that (sometimes) home is portable, and is wherever your heart happens to be at a moment in time.
We had to settle for chicken instead of turkey, but it was the best looking/tasting roast chicken I have ever had. And I'm thankful for that.
pee ess, ignore the hangers on the table in the first photo... I suppose we weren't quite finished setting (or clearing, in that case).