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Easter!

Easter’s coming up, and I know some of you love the holiday, and quite a few more of you love the chocolate, so!  Dyeing eggs was always my favorite thing about Easter, even more than trying to find them the next morning.

If your local stores haven’t been inundated with dye packs, here’s handy instructions on how to dye eggs using natural dyes.  If you feel like going the full distance, here’s instructions on how to make real chocolate filled eggs.  These always fascinated me as a kid, they’re much easier to make than you might imagine, and they’re so much fun to crack open, especially when they have a surprise inside!

Or, if you’re a lazy, discount chocolate muncher like me, pick up some Peeps at the store, along with chocolate bars and graham crackers, and make S’meeps!  They’re delicious and slightly subversive, just the way I like my post-holiday candy.  You can also microwave them — just be careful, the Peeps don’t actually lose shape when they’re heated, so stick to about 15-20 seconds and let them cool first, lest you end up with a burned finger / Peep bite!

Look who’s a real author!

Hirst Books is going to publish my Anthony Ainley biography!
…now I just have to WRITE it!

Love Me

It’s gorgeous barefoot weather here, and in the afternoons I’ve been sitting in the courtyard with the puppies, reading, playing on my phone, or just watching the world go by.

Lately I’ve been reading “Love Me” by Garrison Keillor, and luxuriating in e very word of it. About a Midwest writer who moves to New York, away from his modest home, his amenable marriage, to discover what happiness really is, and all the affairs he has in the meantime. Not a particularly happy book, but not actually sad, either. Keillor has a particular way of telling a story that just is. It’s personable and personal, vague and incredibly specific, and even if he tells a real story, touches on a gritty subject, he’s always kind, deeply and truly gentle to his readers, and for the most part to his characters too. I really appreciate that.

“For reasons mostly having to do with arrogance and stupidity, young writers waste years attempting to impersonate goodness and inner peace. Bad move. What you really want to write about is greed, anger, pillage, thievery, corruption, eye gouging, meanness, shameless grovelling, that sort of thing. And lust. Always lust.”

Gallifrey 21!

Here are some photos from last weekend’s Gallifrey 21 convention, held at the beautiful LAX Marriott, oooh.  Actually it was a lot of fun.  I was exhausted for most of the con, and I only made it to one and a half panels (seriously, how pathetic is that), but got to meet lots of lovely people during lobbycon, which is really what it’s all about!

There was…

Katy Manning

Katy Manning, who is just about the sweetest, most blitz woman I’ve ever met.  We’ve sworn to get into lots of trouble next time we meet up. <3

Tony Lee

The incredible Mr. Tony Lee, who skipped across the room to meet me, but was otherwise well-behaved as he is now in pre-marriage mode.  Yay Tony!

Rob Nick Sparrow

Nick Briggs, who I met at TARDIS, but never actually got to have a conversation with, and as always, Rob Shearman, who has become quite a good friend.

Second Doctor

This was the first, and almost definitely the last masquerade I’ve entered, it was a fairly harrowing experience for little to no reward, but hey…  I went as the Second Doctor, as a 20’s Flapper, and nobody recognized me, hooray!

Silas TARDIS
Finally, I want to alert you all to a new tradition — the Saturday Night TARDIS PJ party!  Whoo hoo!  Wear your jammies like it’s 1999!  Or something.  Yanno.

Good Eats!

I fell in love with Jaques Pepin when he said, quite without irony, that it was alright to use canned beans in certain recipes — and then proceeded to open a tin and do just that.  Great chef, more concerned with showing people how to make good, simple food, than with all the intricacies of soaking overnight and growing your own.  I thought it was pretty fabulous.

…well, this evening I finally saw something to top even that.  Anthony Bourdain, cracking and devouring a small mountain of shellfish, using nothing but his hands.

Now, this comes with a story.  Many years ago I had a French boyfriend, and said boyfriend and I sat down to a seafood dinner with Mint.  You should know that I love fresh shellfish with a passion unrivaled by any other foodstuff.  After watching me hand-crack and devour my own small mountain of shellfish, my boyfriend turned to Mint, saying, “If you want to know how a woman is in bed, watch her eat.”

I got mah hairs did!

…well that was ever so slightly unexpected.

The call for entries at the San Diego Comic Con arrived in my mailbox today, and the entry price was so cheap that I really could not justify not buying a bit of space.  So, uh, guess who’s going to be exhibiting in the artists’ area at SDCC ‘10?