Ooh, right on! I just got invited to dinner Saturday with someone who knows Jeremiah Wright - Obama's minister - quite well (she's a minister and on the faculty at the School of Theology at U of Chicago). Can't wait to get her take on all this. Will report back for them as are interested.

ita, can you ask your sister if she'd want to know? "I don't like this person, and I feel like if I tell you why, you won't either, so would you rather I not tell you?"

That said, I don't think it's selfish really, because if it's something that would be a deal-breaker like that, I'd want to know about it.

can you ask your sister if she'd want to know?

She'd definitely say she wanted to know. I'm not sure why I'm getting hung up on this. She's my freaking sister. For some reason I feel bad about disliking this woman, even though the "evidence" is as incontrovertible as these things go.

Is this someone your sister sees more than you, or vice versa? Not that I can really decide which makes that better, but...I guess if they had a closer realtionship than I did, I might hesitate more, but...I'd probably vent to my sister. OTOH, my sister has repeatedly offered to "cut a bitch" for me, so we're tight. :)

Kat, what's the accident? We have knowledgeable haircare buffistas standing by with years of experience...

Dig this. Each of those points of light? Alligator eyes. Spooooky.

I'm having one of those "Great...throw ration out of the window" reactions to the Mission Impossible episode. It's set in a South Africa analogue, and the cocky unsympathetic black guy has just come to after having been knocked out by our-heroes-posing-as-white-cops. He clutches the arms of one of the real white cops and bleats "He hit me. Why?" Strange look of betrayal on his face. He was the top of the underdogs and he thought he knew how the game was played, but the cops had been worse than oppressive and racist--they'd been unpredictably unfair to boot. And this chokes me up.

Too random.

Man, if I can't grow herbs on my kitchen counter, maybe I can grow tomatoes upside down. They look nummy.

Kat, what sort of hair dye accident? Color oddness, or dye where it shouldn't be?

My brother and I are rather brutally honest. We leave it up to the other to decide their relationships. (And believe me, with inlaws in the mix? CRAXY.) The thing is, it is really up to each individual. And I can see how you'd hate to poison your sister (or any friend) against another.

Hell, I've realized I censor shit for that very reason, even where really, I know it isn't needed. I've been where you are, sort of. I've had situations I've had to relay that... I just don't want to. I want everyone to be happy and healthy and perfect and.. we aren't. And I don't want to breach the illusion we are. Because those that it'll hurt? Are people I love.

my sister has repeatedly offered to "cut a bitch" for me, so we're tight. :)

Ha.

Yeah, I guess I'll let it just come out. Maybe it won't come up in conversation. But if it starts to feel like I'm lying by omission, then I'll come clean.

I can't believe I found more Janice Dickinson to record. I have an illness. This is it. I'm done. No more of her.

Well, at least until the next season of the agency show. No more filler.

I feel like I am in no position to give advice on what or what not to tell one's sister. But in my family the default is to tell.

For dinner tonight I made butternut squash risotto, in part because it made me think of Kat's sweet potato risotto. I am so tired tonight. What is up with that?

I just woke up in the middle of the night. And I have a sudden idea for an artsy-craftsy project.

OK, I need a plastic hemisphere. Sorta like if you cut a softball in half, but a little bigger, solid and hollow. Perhaps Lexan or some other sort of plastic.

OK, that's the easy part. The hard part is I need some printing on the hemisphere. Numbers, in particular. I suppose I could print them on a flat piece of paper or plastic, but then that'd need to be formed into hemisphere shape and applied (sorta like how a globe can be printed on something flat, which is then cut and formed to cover the sphere). But I'm not sure how well that would work - I still think it'd be easier to print directly on the hemisphere. Perhaps applying numbers to the sphere with a stencil and paint, or stick-on numbers? Dunno. The main criteria is it has to look nice.

Tomorrow morning (i.e. later this morning) I'll probably look back on this and think, "Oh yeah, that."

Oh, it's for a clock. There would be a whole series of times printed on the clock, and the hemisphere would tilt up and down and simultaneously rotate from side to side to tell the time. (There would be a fixed "target" or "bullseye" in front to show what numbers comprised the time.) The mechanics/electronics of this is actually the easy part.