holy crap...

..has it been that long since I logged in? I got marred at the beginning of October and a-blink-of-an-eye later I'm sitting here typing. I need a long expanse of quiet time to sit here and do this, and I am easily entranced by the smooth-talking t.v. I am also completely overwhelmed with finding a groove. and i also have a smoking problem--not cigarettes--which takes time.

I re-read were I went on and on over the Irvine Welsh book. I just really liked it and had to discuss my feelings.

I read four books that I haven't talked about. I liked the stuff by Bryson, so I read two. He can really take you where he's going; As I read I traced his route on a map and googled his points of interest to get the full experience (the nerd always comes out). And he's a fun traveling companion as he can discuss at length human behavior quirks, little known facts and his adventures at tourist attractions. enjoyed his humor and will read more.

Then I read clown girl. liked it a whole bunch. Fast, witty writing and a love story. Anything I say will not do it justice, so just read it. Oh, and it was endorsed by Chuck Palahniuk, but it's not exactly like the stuff he writes.

Most of October was Dracula, as suggested by The Diane Rehm Show and sometimes I like to follow along with her monthly book reviews and podcast the discussion. I like listening to how people who read for a living talk. I also really just like Diane Rehm, but I am off topic. The book was fantastic. suspenseful. definitely descriptive. There were several slow passages were Van Helsing is going on and on (commonly would dose off during these bits) and the ending was tied-up very tidy but still the story was superb.

Currently reading Catch-22 over at and enjoying it. not sure if I will ever be able to summarize all the themes and realizations that this books touches on. but it's fun to read along with other people.

and that's about it for now.

Football and Hippies

I don't really think of myself as a hippie. For one, I hold down a day job, I bathe, I don't listen to the god damn GD or any of that jam band shit. This guy I work with called me an 'urban hippie' with my liberal views, my like for home-made gifts, and my general tree-huggerness.

A few weeks ago at my family's labor day cookout, I announced my household's disdain for THE Ohio State University's football team. I declared that not only do we not watch the games, but that we are Buckeye atheists. We do not believe in the Buckeye's; we do not care whether they win or lose. Living in the city where the school is located, these statements are absolute blasphemy and could get you shot on nearly any corner.

Most recently, I happened to find myself at my dad's house, right at game time. I had stopped by to harvest these. My brother can't accept that I am not a fan, and finds it even harder to believe that my soon-to-be-husband is not a fan either. Not fully comprehending why we don't care about his team, he proceeded to call us 'ginger ale drinking hippies'. I find that statement hilarious, and so, I have decided that that is what I am. And that makes me goddamn proud.

i grew this

In my front yard this summer I grew a wide variety of sunflowers. It was just a packet of seeds in June, but by mid July some of them had reached 7-8 feet tall. Most of the other plants in my yard perished due to hot, dry weather, so I was extremely happy my sunflowers did well. Now they are bird food and I bet the neighbors wish I would cut back the dead carcasses. But I am stubborn and won't make a move until I know the birds are done with them.