May 28th, 2007


Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End

Oh My God. Chow Yun Fat makes an absolutely *fabulous* Chinese pirate. His Captain Sao Feng was the jewel of this movie, for me. I think he perfectly hits a scarred/powerful mixture of poet and monster that just made my heart go pit-a-pat.

Keith Richards made an amazing pirate, too, but in an entirely different way. *laughter*

It wasn't as tight as the first movie. I think what I loved in the very first movie was the whole feeling of dominoes all falling into place, each placed by the inebriated fingertips of Captain Jack Sparrow. Both the second movie and this lost that feeling, this one most completely. The intricacies of cause and effect felt completely blown to smithereens in this one.

Still, the various wildly twisting plots are mostly tied up in a very messy, oddly beautiful knot with just the right ends hanging at the end. It was still pretty good. Like the second there were a few too many effects, but boy-howdie were some of them spectacular. The splinters were just astonishing, and you'll see why I say that near the end.

There is an Easter egg for the romantics, so stay through the credits.

And, oh, yeah, I WANT that Chinese pirate queen outfit Keira was wearing during the parley.

(There are spoilers in the comments, so know that before you click.)

Busy Memorial Day Weekend

Had 42 people over for an impromptu party yesterday. Just invited lots of people with small kids and people that like small kids, and there we were with kids swarming all over the house and yard, plenty of food as everyone brought something, and the deck completely filled with people. It was good, quick, and mostly easy.

It's good to have practice preparing food for that many and even better having a neighbor bring the hamburgers, hot dogs, and buns. We had plenty of leftover chicken and a couple of pounds of the short ribs that everyone really enjoyed. Folks all brought salads, desserts, and side dishes, and it worked out great.

Today we got to see the new Pirates movie, while Jet played with the neighbor's kids. He was quite happy to not see it.

Saturday was pretty quiet, so I actually got to start my Phoenix sweater, though only six rows into it it's kind of skinny. Of course knitting a whole sweater on just US 2's is a bit insane. I'm also spinning another roving I've dubbed 'black rainbow' as it has all the colors in the rainbow but so saturated and dark that it just looks dark with flashes of some of the colors, sometimes. But in the sunlight, the colors glow amid the darkness. I'm likely to do another clapotis with it.

John got all the drip and watering systems into the garden. I've got everything into the garden that I want there, which is cool. The zucchini are now coming up like gang busters. The tomatoes are pretty content, even the hanging ones. There's thunderstorms hanging over our heads with huge sheets of virga hanging from them. I'm hoping the atmosphere saturates soon and we actually get some rain. I'd like that.
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Plenty: One Man, One Woman, and a Raucous Year of Eating Locally

It made me homesick for the northwest, badly, badly homesick for the northwest.

There's a man and a woman who live together in Vancouver BC and they decide to eat only food that was grown or made within 100 miles of their home. It gets very interesting, and they learn far more about preserving their own food than I think most people know. I know *I* wouldn't want to can tomatoes or freeze corn the way they did. And no *bread* for nearly six months of their "diet". Plus, I'm now a lot more aware of the miles that my non-local foods travels, though some of the 'warnings' in the book felt more... overblown... than I liked. That part I didn't like about the book at all.

I got a lot more conscious of what I'm eating, though, and, amusingly enough, have been cooking more and been quite happy to buy and eat more local things. But then I have tried to do more of that anyway.

There's a lady near the corner of state highways 287 and 52 that sells eggs from chickens that she has running around her vegetable garden and fields. Every spring she has a real excess and we bought two dozen of them and the yolks are so orange that they turn pancakes golden, and they taste so astonishing just baked or scrambled or put into omelets that it amazes me over and over again.

My garden's spinach has gotten huge, to the point where for the last month we've been picking and eating just a single row. The plants are now big enough that a single plant feeds both John and I for salad. I used just four plants last night for a bowl of spinach salad that filled our half gallon mixing bowl. It was great and I had three people ask for the recipe and one carefully noted "garden grown spinach". *laughter* I loved that.

It's a fun book. John's devouring it now. I don't think we'll do exactly that. I'd be too homesick for wild caught salmon to be able to. But we did find and list everything in all our freezers, got a better handle on exactly what's in our fridge, and we're starting to ask which stores here carry things that are really local to our area. Plus I'm sure I'm now going to be doing even more shopping at our local farmer's market. That is all to the good, I think, for us and our world.