Today I saw Children of Men, the latest film by Alfonso Cuarón, with my friend Carmiel. Cuarón's directing was magnificent, but I'm still in deliberations about the story. The movie - and this is completely reducing it, of course - is a sort of magical-realist dystopian what-if, with all of the good and bad that would attend such a description. I'm not going to get into specifics, but what I especially admired in the film was Cuarón's effort to make it seem real. It did the trick. It's worth a viewing.
After that, I headed down to Park Slope to pick up my guitar. I've been stashing it, along with my amplifier, at my friend Anne's house. It's nice to have it around again. Hopefully I can start making some use of it tomorrow. I'm in this weird almost-demoing-but-not-quite stage right now... I practice piano occasionally and I play with Ableton, but I haven't turned out anything like a song lately.
I came home and made some soup with my roommate Brian (also known as Tom). I'm taking steps to get more comfortable with the kitchen right now, as it will both make my roommates happier with me and save me some money. The soup was a hodgepodge, but it worked exceptionally well for my debut homemade soup (the first I've ever made, I might add). It consisted of carrots, potatoes, celery, scallions, red onions, parsley, garlic, ginger, bay leaves, cumin, and of course liberal salt and pepper. We used vegetable oil in lieu of olive oil as it was unavailable. The resulting mix had a nice amount of crunch - crunch is essential in soups - and bite, which I believe derived chiefly from the ginger. After two bowls apiece we still had several containers of it left, so it should last a few days.
More generally, I've been under the weather lately. My allergies are acting up for reasons unknown, leaving me a sniffly vacuum-sinused mess. In fact, the activities detailed above were largely to "soldier through this," with the soup in particular designed as a possible curative. (Thus the ginger and garlic.) All in all the tactic worked, I think. I do feel better. Hopefully this marks the falling motion of the illness.
Yours,
Ryan
PS. If you're reading this, you should check out the new album by Panda Bear. It's really phenomenal.
After that, I headed down to Park Slope to pick up my guitar. I've been stashing it, along with my amplifier, at my friend Anne's house. It's nice to have it around again. Hopefully I can start making some use of it tomorrow. I'm in this weird almost-demoing-but-not-quite stage right now... I practice piano occasionally and I play with Ableton, but I haven't turned out anything like a song lately.
I came home and made some soup with my roommate Brian (also known as Tom). I'm taking steps to get more comfortable with the kitchen right now, as it will both make my roommates happier with me and save me some money. The soup was a hodgepodge, but it worked exceptionally well for my debut homemade soup (the first I've ever made, I might add). It consisted of carrots, potatoes, celery, scallions, red onions, parsley, garlic, ginger, bay leaves, cumin, and of course liberal salt and pepper. We used vegetable oil in lieu of olive oil as it was unavailable. The resulting mix had a nice amount of crunch - crunch is essential in soups - and bite, which I believe derived chiefly from the ginger. After two bowls apiece we still had several containers of it left, so it should last a few days.
More generally, I've been under the weather lately. My allergies are acting up for reasons unknown, leaving me a sniffly vacuum-sinused mess. In fact, the activities detailed above were largely to "soldier through this," with the soup in particular designed as a possible curative. (Thus the ginger and garlic.) All in all the tactic worked, I think. I do feel better. Hopefully this marks the falling motion of the illness.
Yours,
Ryan
PS. If you're reading this, you should check out the new album by Panda Bear. It's really phenomenal.
posted by Ryan Martin at 2:44 AM
<< Home