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Diversion Enthusiast Society, est. 2007

Better Than a Clay Ashtray

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I’m sitting in the dining room, in my brand-new Orangyporangy skirt (go buy a fantastic skirt from the nice lady), drinking my brand-new Rishi Silver Needle tea, listening to The National. The National begins with the letter “N,” which can only mean that Dave’s in the nervous breakdown room,* 15 feet away, working on part 12 of the Music Marathon. We have two computers because we’re spoiled, middle class Americans. Plus, if I had to write my entire thesis trapped in the corner of our spare room, it would have turned into a captivity narrative. So, yeah. Me, laptop, dining room; Dave, NBR, desktop. Don DeLillo could write an entire short story about this.

It was a crafty Christmas around these parts. I went on an almost-too-massive knitting bender, distributing hats, slippers, and fingerless gloves to my family members. My big plans left me frantically knitting slippers for my mother at 1 a.m. on Christmas morning. I got up at 7:30, finished the slippers, and had them under my parents’ tree by 10. Darling sister received the knitted gift I’m most happy with –

Fingerless gloves

As my sister is a very professional, sales clerk-type, you will have to picture them in a tasteful off-white. The above are my obsessively-worn pair done in “what in the hell did I get on these? oh, well” gray. I have been confronted by strangers about these gloves more often than someone got a nice, high score on Wired’s Autism Quotient test is really comfortable with.

The majority of our DIY impulses went into feeding people, as is commonly the case around these parts. We made Molly’s chocolate building blocks and individually wrapped them in foil –

Chocolate blocks

Here’s one that escaped. Its current whereabouts are unknown –

Lone chocolate block

Our spiced peach jam never hit 221 F while in the pot. It worked out, anyway –

Spiced Peach Jam

Alton Brown’s acid jellies also made an appearance, albeit a brief one.

[photo not available at press time, due to deliciousness]

Finally, we put together chamomile-mint teabags using the chamomile I grew this summer and original tea-package artwork from Dave –

Tea package by Dave

Naturally, we also shopped like good little capitalists, but listening to Ella Fitzgerald’s Christmas album while playing with a candy thermometer is a lot more fun than the Best Buy parking lot on December 22nd. I think there will be far more of the former next year.

The New Pornographers are on now. The Marathon marches bravely on. I plan to stay out of the way of progress, but I do intend to put in my two cents about my favorite albums of the year, just so I can point out and point out and point out that lists that do not include Okkervil River are made of fail.

*where all of our good interior design intentions quietly lose their minds and encrust the room in old band posters, musical instruments, free merch table postcards, and the bright yellow bed I slept in until I started sleeping in a big bed with my husband.


Written by Raina

December 26, 2007 at 4:03 pm

Posted in Gastronomy, Gifts

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  1. Wait, those knitted gloves weren’t meant to be faded in the middle? I thought that was some kind of knitting blending color magic.

    Euge (soul)

    December 27, 2007 at 2:36 pm

  2. They’re actually solid gray. I think the light’s hitting them funny in the picture I hastily snapped while the sun was going down yesterday.


    December 27, 2007 at 6:37 pm

  3. i have already recieved compliments on the non-gloves.
    from a bus driver, even!


    December 28, 2007 at 4:47 pm

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