December 15th, 2007

problem cat

in space no-one can hear you make that cute little gulping noise you make when i, you know....

Trust the Guardian:

Soviet and American astronauts alleged to have secretly tested possibilities for sex in space.

Sure, don't tell us what *does* work? I think this article would be more convincing if it had included some juicy bits. Any tabloid writer knows THAT.

(My solution was grab bars, and lashing somebody to the wall, but maybe that's too kinky for NASA?)

Really, the appropriate music for this would be Jonathan Couton's "I'm Your Moon," wouldn't it?
bear by san

Well, it's ten days to Christmas and a week to Solstice--

...which means it's time to post the household Inauthentic Medivnyk recipe again. It's sort of like Mama Stamberg's Cranberry Relish.

Only, you know, not the color of Pepto Bismol. And it tastes good.

Ukrainian Christmas Cake (sorta)

(Other versions are less fluffy, do not have the yeast, do not have the sour cream/yogurt, do not have the sugar, are less labor-intensive, add fruit or nuts....)

1 pkg. dry granular yeast
3 tbsp. lukewarm water
1 cup honey (dark buckwheat honey is preferable)
1 cup granulated sugar
1 cup sour cream (I use whole milk yogurt)
1/2 cup butter
4 eggs separated
3 cups sifted flour (I use half whole wheat and half unbleached)
2 tsp. baking soda
2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp. ground cloves
1 tsp. cinnamon
1 tsp nutmeg
1/4 tsp. salt


Preheat the oven to 300°F. Grease your pan--rectangular cake pan or loaf pan(s).

Proof the yeast. Bring the honey to a boil and cool it slightly. The honey should be warm.

Cream the butter and sugar together with a hand-held mixer until light and creamy. Add egg yolks, one at a time, and continue to beat until all is incorporated, then add the honey and sour cream and continue to mix. Add the yeast to the resultant batter; it's mostly for flavor. *g*

Beat the eggs whites to stiff peak. Sift together the flour, baking soda, baking powder, cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg, and salt. Fold the flour mixture and the egg whites, alternating, into the cake batter as gently as possible so you do not lose the loft of the meringue.

Slide the batter into the prepared loaf pans. Bake for 45 minutes-1 hour, or until a toothpick inserted into the cake comes out clean. Give it a little while to set up, then invert pans on wire racks to remove cake and cool. But not too much; it's best warm.
writing gorey vast reluctance

how we rise when we're born like the ravens in the corn on their wings

Okay, this morning, I finished a hopefully better draft of "King Pole, Gallows Pole, Bottle Tree," and sent it to readers. We'll see what still doesn't work. I also made myself spaghetti squash and lamb chops for lunch (mmm) and washed dishes and cleaned the kitchen and swept the floor, which was getting a little desperate.

Now I'm going to go practice guitar until The Jeff and ashacat get here, so we can drive up to Northampton for Chris Smither at the Iron Horse, since the Nor'easter is forecast to hold off long enough that we don't have to cancel the trip.

In the meantime, here's something to read: a nice note on the official Amazon blog concerning Dust, which is not something I've ever gotten before.

Ooo. It says this blog is controversial. Better run right out and start a fight.

The previous blog entry over there provides a link to this lovely article: The Jonathan Lethem New York Diet, which made me laugh and laugh.

I'm not sure what I'm doing tomorrow, other than getting snowed in. I don't think I'm ready to start work on revising "Overkill" yet. Maybe if I am good, I can get some work done on "Your Collar" or "Smile," or something on Bone & Jewel Creatures. Also, I might try to finish reading Carmen Dog and start Wicked Lovely or Playing in the Dark.

Oh, and Chaz wants me to make bread pudding. And I want to make steam buns. Mung bean paste, I think.

That sounds like a pretty good Sunday at home, doesn't it?