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I don’t get the opportunity to watch movies all that often. And when the opportunity arises, I tend to completely freeze at the pressure of making the right decision. An unexpected day off provided this at once exciting and daunting opportunity. Thankfully, I received hundreds of DVDs from a good friend of mine, offering endless cinematic choices. I nearly reached for Revenge of the Sith, since I have yet to watch it. But instead I opted for Prometheus, the prequel to the Alien series. I don’t know. I don’t think there was a winning choice in the few options I gave myself. But what could I do? My Chinese food was going to get cold!
Unless you live under a rock, you are likely familiar with the Alien/Aliens movies. Big, slimy aliens with lots of nasty teeth and acid blood eat a lot of people. But did you ever wonder where these creepy creatures came from? I didn’t! But let’s find out.
This is the bit I love best about this movie. As an Ancient Aliens enthusiast, one of the more outlandish theories I’ve come across is that we were bred by aliens from a distant star, possibly bred with early humans and it was this alien bit that made us the conscious, creative, technological people we are today. Well, Prometheus decides to run with this one. Two scientists discover that cave paintings and other ancient art all contain references to a distant cluster of stars, one completely invisible to the naked eye. One of those tiny dots is a moon which appears capable of supporting life. Armed with this intriguing bit of evidence, they manage to get a spaceship and a whole crew to go check it out. SPOILER ALERT: they totally share the same genetic makeup as us. We are totally bred from these creepy humanoids! But the planet seems dead. What happened to them all? Any guesses? Maybe there are slimy snakelike guys who will latch on to your face! (SPOILER ALERT: of course there are!)
Much of this movie made little sense to me and a great deal was simply not addressed. But, they definitely primed themselves for a sequel so maybe they can hash out all the weird stuff from the first movie in the second.
Post by Tracy Kaler.
Did you know that shocking pink was the signature color of famed fashion designer Elsa Schiaparelli?
We often think of pink as girly or juvenile, but the color is versatile and can be used successfully in a sophisticated bedroom just as well as a nursery. Furthermore, although pink will never be considered manly, some members of the male species appreciate and willingly don this classic, happy color. Here are five stylish adult bedrooms decked out in pink.
This soothing bedroom is enveloped in pink. White beadboard adds a touch of pattern to the cozy Cape Cod room, while white bed linens and curtains add to the crispness. Fish art above the door header and the striped throw pillow contribute splashes of color. Charming and relaxed, the space could be part of a sprawling master suite or the occasional guest room.
This romantic boudoir screams glamour. With salmon pink walls, lucite furniture and the stunning peacock mural on the bed wall, this royal bedroom is fit for a queen (or king).
I bet you never considered painting your ceiling pink. Well, neither did I. Benjamin Moore’s Pink Ruffle sets the tone for a calm, serene space at the Baltimore Symphony Decorator’s Showhouse. Brighter pink accents marry well with a cocoa butter headboard and duvet. I don’t think I’d mind sleeping here.
This twin bedroom is far from subtle, but its bold choice of color makes a statement and acts as an idealistic escape. These “pretty in pink” digs would make for delightful guest quarters.
Although this chamber was designed for a young lady, the space could easily be an adult’s bedroom with its boho style, variety of textures and patterns, as well as the unique color combination. The custom hot pink headboard and lamps, not to mention the butterfly-covered walls, only add to the whimsy in this lighthearted room.
Post by Alison Hein.
It’s a great pleasure to visit with dear friends you haven’t seen in ages. It’s an even greater pleasure when you get them to make breakfast for you. Debra and her husband Barry spend part of their year in Washington state, in a quaint cabin perched on scenic Loon Lake. They have lovingly furnished their lakeside aerie with retro pieces rummaged in garage sales, estate sales and auctions. Enter, and be transported back to the 1940s.
Debra and I used to work together (uh, a long time ago). She was my boss and my mentor. She taught me everything I needed to know about my job, and then she taught me a few things about cooking. I still make her homemade candies during the holidays, not to mention Barry’s sinful Irish Cream.
My mouth watered at the thought of diving into one of Deb’s heavenly quiches. She makes many delicious kinds, but this seafood quiche was purely divine. Debra seasoned and poached the shrimp before baking, and added a lot of sharp cheddar cheese to the egg mixture (Deb recommends Oregon Tillamook if you can find it). The extra sprinkle of parmegiano reggiano added to the top adds a soft crispiness, lovely to poke through as you swoop your fork down and pop up the choice inner filling, rich and gumbo-like in flavor.
Debra pulled out an old crockery bowl, whisked the eggs with her grandma’s hand beater, and poured the mix into an old pie pan. 45 minutes later she grabbed a set of crocheted potholders and pulled a fragrant, mile-high quiche out of the oven. She placed the steaming dish on the antique kitchen table along with some homey nut bread and a melon ball salad. I looked around the funky, antique kitchen and thought – what a great place for spending time with lifelong friends. What a great place for enjoying a heavenly, timeless breakfast in bed!
3 tablespoons butter
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 small onion, finely chopped
2 celery stalks with leaves (about ¾ cup), finely chopped
2 to 3 garlic cloves, minced
½ pound cocktail shrimp, shelled, deveined, and poached until cooked through
½ pound fresh crabmeat
1 9-inch pie crust, unbaked
2 cups cheddar cheese
¼ cup half & half
Dash of nutmeg (optional)
¼ cup grated parmegiano reggiano cheese
Preheat oven to 350°. Place pie crust into glass or ceramic pie dish. Set aside.
Melt butter and olive oil in a large pan over medium heat. Add onion, celery and garlic and cook over medium heat, stirring occasionally, until soft and translucent, about 5 to 7 minutes. Stir in shrimp and crab. Cool slightly, then add to prepared pie crust. Spread cheddar cheese evenly on top of seafood mixture.
Break eggs into large bowl. Add half & half and nutmeg. Whisk until frothy, about 2 minutes. Carefully pour egg mixture on top of seafood and cheese, filling to the top so that just the pie crust rim remains visible. Sprinkle grated parmegiano reggiano cheese on top.
Place quiche on cookie sheet and then in oven. Bake for around 45 minutes, until a toothpick inserted in center comes out clean, and quiche is puffed up and golden. Allow to cool for 10 minutes before slicing. Serve hot, with fresh fruit or a salad on the side.
Makes 6 to 8 servings.
Post by Mark T. Locker.
The Magician’s Land by Lev Grossman.
I’ve got a review for the grown-ups in the audience today! And I can state from personal experience that this is a great one to read in bed. I had magical wizard dreams last night! And let’s be honest—the best dreams are magical wizard dreams. Awesome magical portals transferring you from one dimension to another—what’s not to love???
I reviewed the first novel in the trilogy a while back and was anxiously awaiting the release of the third. It did not disappoint. If you a lover of magic and things wizidrical (though they carefully avoid using the word “wizard” except in an occasional mocking tone—that that, Harry Potter!) then I can’t recommend this series enough. More contemporary than Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell and more adult than Harry Potter, The Magician’s Land neatly sews up three volumes’ worth of travel into other worlds, dealing with all kinds of gods, some of whom are pure evil, others who are kind of doofuses, and facing demons from the past, both metaphorical and literal.
Lev Grossman is a fantastic writer and his narrative voice is both sardonic and casual and wonderful all at once. He never lets you forget that, although we are discussing kings and queens of the magical land of Fillery, these are still the jaded kids from Brooklyn and other decidedly un-magical places. And if you are more of an audiobook person, the narration by Mark Bramhall is also quite good. Though I must say he seems to have forgotten what Josh’s voice is supposed to sound like. Aside from that it’s a wonderful novel that wraps up a wonderful series.
Post by Mark T. Locker.
Hard to believe, but Jurassic Park is over 20 years old! I believe that qualifies it officially as an “oldie” now. On a whim, we decided to watch it again the other day. I can still remember reading the book in high school and all this talk about how dinosaurs may be more closely related to birds than to reptiles was a hot new subject. And this velociraptor, it was like the overlooked awesome dinosaur who had been overshadowed by T. Rex all these years. Let’s be honest: T. Rex is still a pretty impressive beast, even if it has those silly little tiny arms and might not be the sharpest tool in the shed. But the velociraptors are the awesome secret bad guys of this movie: too smart; too fast; too hungry.
This movie is classic Spielberg all over. Full of fancy effects, edge-of-your-seat excitement and a few cheesy bits thrown in just to keep your eye-rolling muscles tuned. Now I’ll share a secret with you: I have a serious soft spot for Jeff Goldblum. I don’t know why. There’s just this certain je ne sais quoi that I just get a kick out of. So he is the perfect one to play the preachy mathematician who sees all the dangers of playing God. Of COURSE he is right. And as much as I like Richard Attenborough, it would have been awesome for his little brother, Sir David Attenborough, to have made an appearance. He could have narrated the little informative movie they show at the theme park!
For PG-13, this movie is pretty mild. There is an arm without a body and lots of eating of people, but most of it is left to one’s imagination. I let my son watch parts of it and he mostly liked it, but I think he prefers the version in which all the raptors were replaced with kittens. Fun action for a Friday night movie in bed.