Archive for November 2007
all askew
Oh, actors… originally uploaded by hambox Am catching my breath after a somewhat epic improv workshop this afternoon. It was several hours of a verbose east coast alpha dog pushing and pulling us through scenes and exercises. We were learning his technique of how to improvise a long-form play (that is, follow the narrative and…
Read Morein good hands: accountant
Herein lies a salute to one of the many people that keep the Hambox Empire going. But first, a promise. I vow to file my taxes on time next year. Filing an extension and having to get into tax mode in October kind of wipes out the hearth fires and changing-foliage joy of early autumn.…
Read Moredark matters and expanding bodies
Here are some dribs and drabs, connected tenuously with a shared theme of physics. Sort of. I mean, everything’s linked by physics, right? Or science? Do I mean science? (update: I am on day 10 of feeling like crippity crap; please forgive the fog) Extry Extry! NASA’s Cassini-Huygens probe sends back spacey blips, bloops, buzzes…
Read Moremy dopply gangers!
Should it surprise you that I regularly ego-surf the internet? And that I dominate the Google returns for “Becky Haycox”? Isn’t that the only way to feel good about oneself? There are a couple of other gals out there with an online presence that happen to share my name. One is a real-estate whiz in…
Read Moreguilty pleasures: the men
At the end of November last year, as I was scrounging for ideas to feed the relentless toddler that was NaBloPoMo, I offered up Guilty Pleasures I and II, listings of people/places/things that I felt cringing embarrassment at liking. I stand by my tastes, as … unusual … as they may be. And now I…
Read Morelvoe of the stupid
In reaction to the news that the Weekly World News has folded, I bring you this, a brief exploration of juvenile lover-of-the ridiculous that lives inside me — inside us all! A stylish young woman was ahead of me in line at Von’s a few months ago. She caught my eye as I noticed that…
Read Moredysania
n. difficulty getting out of bed in the morning (via futility closet) Today’s sickness manifestation: pulmonary! Nothing could be more boring than a. making excuses for poor blog writing and b. detailing one’s maladies. Yet here I be, with very little in my head but congestion and vague thoughts of tea. I was going to…
Read Morewho stuck their damn finger in my brownie
Defective Yeti is running yet another spinoff of the NaBlahBlahMo superempire: National Novel Reading Month, or NaNoReMo. As far as I can reckon, we’re supposed to read together Catch-22, the novel we collectively chose. And, true to form, in my best high-school slacker tradition, I have not cracked the book and am officially four chapters…
Read Moreou sont les siestes d’antan?
sleeping the sleep of the just, originally uploaded by hambox Insomnia and me: we are old chums. I’m one of those big-eyed noturnal beasts; ever since I can remember, I have a tendency to perk up around 10pm. Sometimes the insomnia is of the can’t-get-to-sleep variety; other times I can’t stay asleep, often waking at…
Read Moreundead again
National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo) has risen from its grave for another year of anxiety-causing fun for bloggers everywhere. As per last year, I will start off strongly; then post the half-thought-out musings that live in my drafts folder; then meme-mine; then collapse, exhausted — but not before a couple days of self-congratulation! Choo choo!…
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