decorticator

still with the GI bug, which has weakened me more than i expected -- as i found out when i stepped outside to go for a longish walk with the paramour. we ended up only doing the mailbox route and a little extra, and i was wiped afterwards. though i still managed to harvest. it's one of my favourite things to do last thing before it gets dark, to pick whatever has ripened during the day. blackberries, sugar snap peas, the third roma tomato, a bunch of teensy grape tomatoes, dill, and borage (making herring salad tomorrow).

after an intimate ritual with the porcelain god, i was gonna lay down for a bit, but the sweatsock juice is a bit too stimulating yet, and i got back up to find out just how one might go about extracting of oil from seeds in small amounts, since that's what the paramour and i speculated on while walking.

in the process i started writing my very first wikipedia "article". it's just a tech stub as yet, but i've noticed the section on extracting vegetable oils is lacking much information that i have now acquired, and i think i'll pump it in there in the next few days. earlier i was musing in matociquala's LJ how come i seem incapable of writing for others, at least when it comes to fiction (and i should copy that comment here). well, i know i can write technical information, at least in a certain style -- and that style works with wikipedia just fine. and then wikipedia reminded me again of how much i love wikis, and i really want to get back to them. so i quickly edited some outdated links on my community wiki homepage, and fixed the rss feed from this journal (though, urm, the rss does not respect lj-cuts, which is unfortunate). hey, something to feel accomplished about.

music memeage

ok, so the "which of the top 100 songs you remember from the year you were born" meme doesn't work much for me, because i don't remember any songs from the year i was born, or the next 10 years. maybe i am too literal. i was gonna do king_tirian's version, which lists one timelessly awesome song from every year of his life, doing his best to not repeat artists, but predictably, i can't ever do anything that requires me to pick one. also, timeless awe, despite obviously being a joke, immediately brings out the internal censor. it's always amusing to watch my own little cogs fall into place (though occasionally that makes me want to kick them, which is a good thing to do).

one reason to do something with music is that king_tirian mentioned not really knowing much about the music i listen to, which is true; few people do. heck, the paramour might be hard pressed to guess -- i'm a big fan of headphones, and i rarely talk about music. even more so than scents, i don't really have words because i've never actually analysed my musical taste -- music works on a really primal level for me. which is also why i tend to be oblivious to lyrics; the music so overrules them that i don't really hear them consciously. i'll learn them eventually if i listen to a song a lot, but in a really strange way, more by rote than by understanding.

so i'm thinking of going through 40 years of music, picking the songs that either are in my own rotation, or should damn well be in there, from the top 100 lists. and maybe also the songs i hate? it'd be interesting to see whether some sort of pattern emerges. what i'd also really like to do is create something of a "soundtrack of my life" complete with events that are forever tied to certain music -- but that's the sort of effort akin to an autobiography, and whom am i kidding. oh, and top 100 lists? only a guideline. i know i have oodles of music that would never appear on such lists. those songs should definitely appear in my collection. and last but not least, it'd be cool to share some of that music, on a basis of "listen to this to see if you like it, and delete it after a week if you're not going to buy it".

and now watch it never happen. *snrk*. maybe i should just do the "rate 100 songs from the year you graduated high school" meme.

SOS

so i am reading other people's high school graduation music memes, and i am finding that i have no more guilty pleasures when it comes to music. how odd. i remember when i made fun of ABBA, but in secret hummed along to their songs. now there are just ABBA songs i like, and those i don't like. there's no secret humming anymore, i hum right out loud. and man, there is still so much of which to make fun! those costumes! that phil spector sound-alike eurodisco orchestra of synth! (wait, who came first, ABBA or phil spector?)

maybe ABBA has aged really well? naw, probably just more of my anti-social tendencies coming to the fore, *snicker*.