Tuesday, February 21, 2006

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The Gothic theme of love could be more accurately described as obsession.  The Gothic ideal of woman is young and utterly innocent, whether from the common lack of experience of youth, as with Tatyana and the girl glimpsed by Chichikov, or the conspiring of exotic circumstances to preserve Immalee untainted.  The woman often is consumed by an undeserved devotion, the cause of which appears to be that the target of her affections was - quite literally in the case of Immalee - the first man she saw.
It is difficult to avoid wondering exactly what is the working definition of this love.  Absence seems to play a part - Immalee, even when secretly wed to him as Isidora, sees Melmoth only when he wanders into her garden, Tatyana meets Onegin once briefly before declaring her love, and Chichikov does not even know the girl in the carriage by name.
As Melmoth the Wanderer exemplifies, the idea of romance appears to begin with a conscious ideal in the mind of the female, into which role the male is then somewhat arbitrarily placed.  Pushkin acknowledges this outright:
 
"Those figures fancy has created
Her happy dreams have animated:
the lover of Julie Wolmar
Malek-Adhel and de Linar,
And Werther, that rebellious martyr,
And Grandison, the noble lord
(With whom today we're rather bored) -
All these our dreamy maiden's ardor
Has pictured with a single grace,
And seen in all....Onegin's face."
 
The value of this variety of love is weighed according to several factors.  The ideal love should;
 
-be unrequited
-encompass the lover's thoughts to the exclusion of all else
-end in tragedy
-be veiled in secrecy
 
and
 
-involve as little actual contact between the lovers as possible
 
(The romance between Melmoth and Immalee fulfills each requirement admirably.)
 
In addition, this love is an extremely introspective emotion.  The other person is described, not so much as a participent, but in terms of the effect he/she has on the other, though this latter is done through extremes of passionately romantic language.  The love  character feels is an all-encompassing emotion, which one could imagine would be very difficult to sustain over a long period of time.  Aspects of the divine are often invoked, and the state of mind of the character thus afflicted is overwhelmed with the object of his/her affections.  Gogol as well as Pushkin treats this with something of a parody; after describing the girl's "golden hair," the "graceful little oval of her face," and her "delicate little ears," which cause Chichikov to "gaze at her for several minutes, paying absolutely no attention to the commotion with the horses and the drivers," Gogol describes the effect this countenance might have had on a young man in familiarly breathless and superlative language.  The effect on Chichikov, however, being somewhat older and more jaded, is to cause him to sigh at the inevitable changes he imagines
life and her older female relatives will wreak on her, and to spend a moment of thought on the belated regret that he never got her name. 

Be Careful Opening Those Vegetables!

You never know what you'll find in a can of beans these days....

Monday, February 20, 2006

Back to the Real World

Update: I have fixed the link regarding President's/Presidents'/Presidents/George Washington/etc. Day. I originally linked to this, which, although it has some good info, really doesn't have anything to do with the Presidents. I'm sure that if I tried hard enough, I could come up with something snarky about george and toilets, but I don't feel like it. If you come up with a good one, let me know.

Nashville Snow II
Originally uploaded by lildebbie_77.
I spent the weekend in Nashville with some friends from grade school. It snowed the night I got there, and this is a picture of Friend J's front yard. Amazingly, we didn't make time to go roll around in all the white stuff, or even to throw a snow ball at each other.
On my way back into town, I stopped at my brother's new house to ooh and ahh over it. They've got a great house, and they're making it even better with all the renovations they have planned. Best of all, the computer finally has it's own room - as every computer deserves.
I got home Sunday night, and today was a holiday...which means I checked out a couple of President's Day sales (even though you may not really be celebrating President's Day.) Tonight, it's a quiet dinner with StepSon (who is feeling better, for those of you who knew he was sick this weekend) and then a couple of movies. Tomorrow, I get the morning to play again, because I'm working 1-10. But then it'll be back to the real world for me. Happy Whatever-Day-Your-State-Celebrates (see link above for clarification).

Thursday, February 16, 2006

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TheLibrarianInBlack found a new online program a couple of weeks ago that willtransform your Word Docs into PDF and vice versa, and I went to try it out.

 www.zohowriter.com not only imports files in one format – html or .doc, for example – but it willthen export them in another format, like PDF. One of my current projects atwork involved a 400+ page Word document that we have printed annually; thisyear, our printing company told us – after we formatted, printed, saved, andhad the thing in the envelope to mail out – that they wanted it in PDF thisyear. So I thought “Hey! I can try out ZohoWriter!.”

So I created a free online account (note: this is still a Beta version) and got started. The first part of our 'book' is an 3 page Word doc, so I imported that. In about 10 secounds, I was staring at it in a WYSIWYG editor. So, it's not as clean as it was originally. Lots of extra spaces had gotten imported - somehow, the one line that I skipped between sections became three.  I exported it as a PDF - very easy and painless: two clicks and you're finished. When the PDF popped up, it almost looked beautiful. Everything had the correct spacing, the font was perfect...but it had problems with dashes. this: -- became this: รข€“

Not good. Since I was looking at a list of subject headings, every single line had dashes in them. The preview screen showed up fine, but once the PDF was created, it got a little messy. Interestingly enough, when I exported it as a .Doc instead of a PDF, the same problem happened. All my dashes disappeared.

I moved on to importing a PDF to try and export it as a document. After ten minutes, the one page PDF still hadn't imported, and I gave up.

So why in the world am I writing all of this about something I'll probably never use? Because it does have some cool stuff. ZohoWriter does more than change files - it also stores them. So if you need some storage while working on something - like a story, maybe? :) - and you don't want to carry disks, or thumb drives around, this will work really well.

You can also post to your blog (if you use Blogger, WordPress, LiveJournal, or TypePad) through it, which I find very cool. That's one of my favorite features of Flickr. Online programs that let you post to your blog without having to go to the blog's website is very handy. Supposedly, that's what I'm doing right now. I guess I'll find out when I hit 'publish.'


Update: It publishes, but spacing gets a little messy. I fixed some of the words that got squished together, but left others in. Still, when I'm at work, this will come in handy since Blogger is blocked from me!

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Your Candy Heart Says "Marry Me"
For you, love is serious business. You don't take dating lightly. And even if you haven't met the right person, getting married is something you expect to do soon. Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic picnic in the park Your flirting style: subtle and calculating What turns you off: short term flings Why you're hot: you're a hopeless romantic with each new relationship

Monday, February 13, 2006

Limoncello


Limoncello
Originally uploaded by lildebbie_77.
When my in-laws came a couple of weeks ago, they brought with them my father-in-laws latest concoction: limoncello. It seems to be the Italian equivelant of bootleg liquor (meaning that it is far more genteel - and drinkable - than moonshine. Probably illegal, but still more genteel).

So here's how Papa Bob told me he makes this liquor:

Take 10 lemons and zest them - don't get ANY white! (he was very adamant)
Put your lemon zest in the bottom of a large container with a pound or two of sugar.
Pour 1 liter pure grain alcohol over this.
Add 1 liter purified water.

close (do not seal completely) and put in the fridge. Shake it every day for a couple of weeks. Strain it, and you now have...limoncello.

I was a little nervous about drinking it. It's basically 100 proof! I could smell the sugar and the alcohol as soon as he opened the bottle. One sip convinced me that while not lethal, this drink is not for the faint of heart. Hubby liked it. Papa Bob loves it. My mother-in-law likes to pour a little bit over sliced bananas and strawberries. I've decided the best way to drink it is to mix it with vodka and make a martini out of it.

It makes a very strong martini. In fact, I don't believe I'd like to deal with the hangover that would surely come if I tried to drink more than one. But the taste is quite good. If you've ever had a lemon drop (the shot that you did in college, not the candy you get in your Easter Basket), just imagine that with a lot more punch.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Another Way to Waste Time

This is another great time waster. Make your own tartan! And if you don't like what you create, just keep re-doing it until you do! You can see below what I made the first time. Thanks to Boing Boing for always finding ways to kill time in the last ten minutes of a work day.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Terrorist Nuns

Well, now isn't this enough to ruffle anyone's feathers?
"Nuns of Holy Name Monastery say "ridiculous" Patriot Act scrutiny led their bank to freeze the St. Leo, Fla., religious order's main account..... "...The order said its account was frozen without explanation or notification for a week in November, causing checks to bounce and taking three months to straighten out. Abbott said she was told the trouble began because an 80-year-old nun, a signatory on the account, did not have her Social Security number or photo identification on file. "Clearly an international spy," Abbott wryly told the newspaper. "...None of the nuns has given the bank that information, Abbott said. "We've been in business 116 years. No one's ever asked.""

Hungry?

From Boing Boing: The new must have breakfast cereal. full of sugary goodness. If you don't mind looking at Johnny Depp first thing in the morning.

Tagged Again!

Sis ( has once again tagged me. So here goes. At least it got me through the last hour on the reference desk. current clothing: Denim dress with cream turtleneck. It was supposed to be cold today. current hair: red, straight as a pin current mood: ready to get off work and have a glass of wine current refreshment: Diet Mountain Dew current annoyance: The printers. They refuse to work the way they're supposed to. current avoidance: doing my weekly filing that I promised myself I'd get done this weekend. current smell: Sweet Pea (which does not smell like peas, but fruit. Take that up with Bath & Body Works). current thing you ought to be doing: Um....my filing. didn't I mention that somewhere? current thing or things on your wall: I'm at the reference desk that doesn't have a wall. At my desk it's a picture of me and my hubby and a string of plastic hearts for valentine's day. At home...it's a groovy picture of The Canterbury Tales. current IM/person you're talking to: Ms. J, the other librarian on duty this weekend. current jewelry: Wedding and Engagement rings, silver hoop earrings, silver necklace with a light blue pendant. current book: I'm almost finished with a Victorian romance (your classic Governess-becomes-wife story that still managed to be good). At work, I'm reading Moondust: In Search of the Men who Fell to Earth. current worry: That I'll get home and R will have already finished the bottle of wine that we opened last night. current favorite celebrity: Non of them are real enough to like that much. current obsession: Pandora.com . I have it on constantly. Well, except for when I'm at work. current love: Chocolate. Specifically, the Italian Chocolate truffles that my father-in-law brought me. There are 3 left, and I'm rationing them. current longing: for a weekend that I don't have to work. current disappointment: I ran out of coffee an hour ago, and won't have anymore til I get off of work. current lyric in your head: I've had Beethoven's Pathetique Sonata stuck in my head all day, cause it was the music playing on NPR when I turned my car off this morning. current music: Not allowed to have any at the reference desk. current favorite book: I'm having a craving to re-read Goddess by Mistake. Does that count? current favorite movie: Original Star Wars Trilogy. Preferably The Empire Strikes Back. current wish: that time could fast forward to six weeks from today, when I will be happily strolling the streets of Amsterdam. current happy thing: That I'm going to Nashville next weekend to see some grade school buddies for Mexican Margarite Madness. current undergarments: Hey. Let's draw some decency lines, k? current desktop picture: Well, I have four different computers at work that I log on to, and each has a different pic. Then there's the laptop and desktop at home. I think they are all currently set on pictures from space. current plans for tonight/weekend: work during the day, and drink at night.