Oct. 31st, 2006

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Over the weekend we installed the cabinets that Ernie built last week:



He wanted to put the same granite that we have in the kitchen (which is to the left through a large archway) but I wanted to make some distinction between the entryway and the kitchen, especially since the cabinets are the same.

It only took us two trips this time - the first time we took samples of the ones we liked, brought them home, and discovered that none of them worked. The prettiest one was just too light - with the dark slate floor we need something dark above the cabinets. Another favorite was all shades of grey and white - not enough color. The most colorful one had no movement in it. We like movement.

So we went back thinking we'd go back to two previous favorites - the "pink parfait" which looks like pink sand as a white wave is passing over it, or one of the marinace granites. Marinaces are were formed in riverbeds so they're essentially slabs cut through river stones with a matrix holding them together. The matrix provides color sometimes - there are red, and black versions where the space inbetween the stones is strongly red or strongly black. There's verde marinace where the matrix is a pale green. The one we chose is called blue marinace, or "aquarius". The matrix is a neutral grey (maybe ever so slightly bluish) and there are a lot of stones with sort of sparkly turquoise blue. The slab looks like this, with the area for the countertop marked out:



The only thing I don't like about this granite is that some of the stones are of a color and texture that they remind me of liver cross-sections:



The part of our slab that we marked off doesn't have any of those and has more of the sparkly blue stones and the strawberry-ice-cream pink stones.

There are so many beautiful stones. There's one that I love that's a pure black with a few striations of a perfect salmon pink. Like this:



only with more black, and pink instead of white.

Very classy, very mid-century. It would be perfect for around a fireplace.

They Live!

Oct. 31st, 2006 06:43 pm
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The other night _They Live!_ was on the telly and coincided with our laying in bed and not knowing what to watch.

John Carpenter got lucky with _Halloween_. John Carpenter is a hack director who once in a while hits it like with _Big Trouble in Little China_.

He didn't with this film. It's really laugh-out-loud ridiculous with some really embarrassing performances including Roddy Piper (WWF wrestler) and most notably Meg Foster who apparently is only hired for her weird eyes and puffy hair and approximately once or twice a year since 1970 gets work.

It's got some lovely signage, though.

Shiteous

Oct. 31st, 2006 07:41 pm
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We live on a small street connected to another small street connected to another that goes out to the main road. There are maybe 15-20 living units on this u-shaped area and last year we had no trick-or-treaters.

I even left the porch light off. Still, around 7:00 the doorbell rang. Oh shit. Answer or not? I remembered that there was a small amount of wrapped candy on the coffee table and I grabbed it and ran to the door. A cute girl, not a young child but just old enough to be starting to collect reasons to know that adults suck so she can disappear into surliness for a few years was there. I apologized profusely and gave her what I have, stammering about how no one came the last two years. She seemed concerned with smiling and being polite. Maybe she had learned that adults abandon you emotionally if you don't suck up to them. In any case I felt like shit.

I hate disappointing children in the same way I'm good to my dogs. Believe the fantasy that in general, life is not sucky and that people don't constantly disappoint you even with something as simple as handing you candy when you've gone to the effort to dress up. There's time enough for that when you're older.

In reality I guess I'm just a blip and that she appreciates that someone answered the door and gave her something even if it was 3 rolls of Smarties.

There are days that I feel secure enough not to question myself and other times that I feel that even my best efforts aren't enough to not disappoint the people I care about, much less little girls with an open bag who rang the doorbell of a house with the porchlight off. Maybe I think that someone who would do that is the person I need to make the biggest effort for.

Brain chemistry is a weird thing, I also suck at making bread.

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