Fame and fortune...well, fame. Ish.

superbacana pointed out to me that the first Google hit for "iTunes recommender" is this page in my journal. Google is weird.

Googling my first name, I found someone named "Rosmarina" talking about me behind my back:

Someone I went to school with had a boyfriend whose names all had six letters. In order to avoid the "curse" he always wrote his first name "Jere7my." The "7" is silent.

Does anyone know who this might be? Curious.

In this age of Google, the choice I made in 1986 to spell my name as I do is seeming more and more prescient.

Weekender

K. and I went to see the Oberlin Gilbert & Sullivan Society's production of HMS Pinafore on Friday. It was a tiny space, completely sold out, and the production itself was an odd mix of charming community theater and stunningly polished vocal talent. (The latter was provided by students of the Conservatory. Wow. Kids got pipes.) Their Ralph Rackstraw was charming and a bit hobbity—I murmured "It's Frodo!" when he appeared—and their Josephine was beautiful, dulcet-toned, and very very funny. I was quite taken with many of the sisters and the cousins and the aunts, though the cutest of all were the girls dressed in drag to play sailors. Great fun; I'm glad we went, although I couldn't get Sideshow Bob out of my head throughout.

I purchased a packet of Buttercup's sweets during the intermission, which I mention here because they included two peppermints, one of which I ate. The other went missing—missing, that is, until I went in to take a shower and found myself staring down quizzically at the strange pink mess dripping into the drain. "We have no soap of that color," I thought. Of course, Gus-Gus had found the mint on my desk and carried it proudly into the shower stall, where the red stripes melted right away. She's fascinated by the drain, and will pad into the shower after I turn off the water just to stare down it.

Saturday night I played quite a few online games at Brettspielwelt with SWILfolk. (If you don't know about BSW, they have an excellent online portal that allows you to play games like Settlers, Puerto Rico, etc. for free against other people over the net. Mac people will need to download the standalone application.) I learned that Cartagena just baffles and frustrates me, though I'd be willing to try it again. I also learned that Piranha Pedro is absolutely bizarre, strangely addictive, and good for some proper bellylaughs at 2AM. (Short version: it's communal RoboRally, with everyone controlling the same robot, only instead of a robot it's a hapless Mexican trying to avoid being eaten by piranha. Fun for the whole family!)

K. and I bought lovely Christmas lights today: candles for the windows, icicle lights for the porch, and strings of little white lights to twine about the porch columns. I really love having a house to decorate for the holidays. We've about settled our holiday plans, which will permit us to see her family and my mom, attend the APA so K. can interview for jobs, and hang out in Swarthmore for Hogmanay. Woo! I'm looking forward to seeing many of you, very much.