In the question of what would happen for us about Iceland, those of you who voted for the angry sheep have won the day. This was actually my code phrase for “We may be asking for too much money.” Because we have a two year commitment to the apartment in NYC, we needed to be […]
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Here is Sigur Ros, an Icelandic band.
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We moved in two months ago. I was going to do a post about how we’re settling into the rhythms of living in NYC but that was before we got the call from Iceland. At the moment, all I feel is a sense of waiting again and that the uncertainty has returned. So, since my
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Here are some useful phrases. Ungi maðurinn þekkir reglurnar, en gamli maðurinn þekkir undantekningarnar. “The young man knows the rules, but the old man knows the exceptions.” Nú duga engin vettlingatök. “No more mitten-takes.” — used for: Do it right this time. Ég kem alveg af fjöllum. “I come completely from mountains” — used for:
Look at this nice table and — what’s Iceland doing on it again? Rob has been offered a full-time position. We are discussing it. I promise that I will let you know when there is more to tell.
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Check it out. My husband, the neo-luddite, has a website to promote his production work. Make sure you check out the audio clips on Sounds. Robert A. Kowal is a New York University graduate holding a B.F.A. degree in Film & Television with two decades experience in both creative and technical roles. His production credits
Mmm…. our favorite Icelandic treat is at Whole Foods. Now if I can just convince them to carry the pear flavor.
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It will only last today, but the weather cooled off. Oh, heavenly day. I actually put a sweater on. I baked! I cooked dinner! I even took a long hot shower. Clearly, the year spent in Iceland has skewed my idea of what the weather is supposed to be like. I can’t shake the feeling
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I’ve returned from a preview screening of Neil Gaiman’s Stardust–tickets provided by the fabulous Livia Llewellyn. Since I got out of the theater, I’ve been wanting to go back. When was the last time that happened to me? Princess Bride? Goya in Bordeaux? But since then… I can’t remember one. I don’t want to gush
I’ve just come back from a trip to buy groceries. Now, it’s a faster process than in Iceland, because I can read all of the labels and signs. The checkout, on the other hand, is surprisingly similar to my Icelandic experience. I can’t understand what the clerks are saying to me. I find myself responding
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Really. Is there anything else to say about today? Well, actually there is, because I got some news about three different exciting projects none of which I can tell you about. Gah! So, for the moment, you’ll just have to watch the paint dry. La la la. Oh, and no, the news is not about
What a day. I’ll all in. We started by having brunch with fab girl, her friend Leslie, Jodi and Jed at Cafe Deville. It’s a nice big open space with good food, but the service was questionable. We kept having to send water glasses away because they had floaters in them. Ugh. After that, Rob
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Last night, Kahlua invited us out to dinner with her and her daughters. We hadn’t seen them since Iceland, so were delighted to go. She suggested Gavroche, a French Bistro. We had forgotten that it was Bastille Day, so it was crowded, even more so than usual for a NYC restaurant. But they have a
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I’m somewhat amazed at how easily we agreed on a color for the office. Unfortunately, finding a place where the paint was affordable proved significantly harder. The first place I went to wanted $45 per gallon of paint. That’s more than twice what I usually pay in Portland and totally not in our budget. Rest
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All of my participant things were today and, considering how little prep I did because of the move, everything went amazingly well. I caught the train out of Penn Station this morning, rode up in comfort and met Joy Marchand at the station. She whisked me over to Readercon. I had to print out all