I am tickled to be reading Wild Fermentation by Sandor Ellix Katz. (The author photo on that website is much less old and bearded than I expected!) It's a very informative and user friendly introduction to many different ways that humans use natural yeast action to modify food. The author is an HIV pos faerie who lives in community in the hills of Tennessee, a demographic I don't see represented nearly often enough. I saw the book recommended by boingboing and I got it through our local library. His writing style is accessible and his enthusiasm for all things funkified via fermentation comes through. I see that he'll be leading a fermentation workshop at Cafe Gratitude in Berkeley on May 14. I am moved to do my own dabbling. I don't have the containers assembled yet to make sauerkraut but I am already on the way to my own wild sourdough starter. Such fun to experiment. I'll spare you the quote about the fermented goat meat that almost made Nod barf. (I thought it was a hoot.)
We all are entertained in our own ways. My husband is aquiver at the thought of the Thor movie. I am innocent of any knowledge of those comics but I'm all for the superhero genre. And as someone who went to see the long version of Branaugh's Hamlet in the theater I am interested to see his directorial hand at work. His tendency to shout down the place as an actor should fit right in with supervillains and such. There's no better way to start getting in the mood for summer than a comic book movie. So I am scheming for us (just the adults) to go on Sunday. The thought of going out to a movie makes me rub my hands in glee. I'm going to be sad when movie theaters can't make it any more. In my alternative world there are roller rinks and movie theaters in abundance.
I misread a reference in the Bookslut Blog as "pleasure diaries"* and was intrigued. I thought of Now's the time, a blog that is about observations and pleasure. Blogging is a wonderful medium to share what is giving one pleasure at the moment. But a "pleasure diary" sounds more formal and mysterious. I envision a book for the faithful reporting of each day's pleasures. Might have to try that out.
*It was really a reference to "pleasure dairies" (you see my confusion) and the book Dairy Queens about Marie Antoinette and her play farm Le Petit Hameau and that sort of thing. Also interesting but not something I can recreate with a book and a pen.
Back to work! In this week's meeting with our new IT superstructure we two admin support people got more of an idea how we'll fit in with their group. Our office manager will work with their fiscal/budget team. And I will go to customer service in one form or another. If I qualify for the more in-depth "account management" (two words baffling in their nonspecifity) it would be good for my resume and portable skills. Yet to be determined. It was mentioned that we are of course free to look for positions elsewhere. Rather pointed reminder seeing as how free will is generally in play. In that spirit I applied for a grad student application tracking position, something that would fit with my background and interests. As it stands, fitting in with IT is Plan B and finding an on campus job with a more natural fit with my experience is Plan A. It's good to have goals.
The Subaru has a cracked head gasket and a variety of less lethal things wrong with it. Nod is using my car for his last two weeks of spring semester. The kids and I are hoofing it. So far so good. Nod and I are both feeling rather powerless as we can't afford to spend $3K on the old car nor can we afford much for a new one. I'm sure we'll find a solution before winter! So much uncertainty and change as we go to summer. Nod had a good interview experience with the firm that hires repair folks in town here. He sent an email and left a message with them to follow up and firm up a plan to hire him part time for summer. He hasn't heard back. I talked him out of calling again. Until next week. I hope it's something unrelated that has kept them from responding. There are other possible employers but it's disheartening to absorb a rejection and let your first choice go.
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