i'm burned out on pop music (pop in the sense of "popular," and not d5 or 50-cent or whoever the hell's making all the little teenyboppers swoon these days; so this includes all the usual indie rot i make a habit of). to remedy myself, i have put on bonynge's recording of verdi's "la traviata," with sutherland and pavarotti. god, it gives me shivers. i think this is the opera in "pretty woman." the one that almost makes vivian (julia roberts) pee in her pants. as well it should. after a god-knows-how-long period of fallowness and utter lack of motivation, i have been booted back into a flurry of creativity. or creation, anyway. here is my foot: no, my legs are not growing peculiar thatches of hair. and yes, the foot's that funny looking in real life too. i just haven't drawn anything in a while. takes some getting used to. the new crochet pattern i've worked out over the last couple of days. not the greatest picture, i know, but if you can't tell, it's a mitred pattern. lots of front post-double-triple-crochet. (which sounds like a new figure-skating combination, but actually isn't that physcially challenging.) it got slightly fucked up, but i kinda like it. another fantastic excerpt from our friend, mark kurlansky, in salt: "In 1682, John Collins, an accountant to the British Royal Fishery, wrote a book called Salt and Fishery, Discourse Thereof, inspired by his seven years at sea ... During this time, he was obliged to eat badly salted meat, evidently rotting, which he said 'stunk.' This experience, he said, 'begat in me a curiosity to pry into the nature of salt.' Among his many recipes was the following for curing salmon. The recipe would still be good today, assuming a fifteen-year-old boy were available for long periods of jumping."


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