July 5th, 2010

the arch of the eyebrows gives it away

odds and ends

Hi, everybody!

My little brother just got back safe and sound from South Africa, where he'd attended four World Cup matches and did some sightseeing in Durban and Capetown. I now have a statue and a mask from South Africa to call my very own. (I looked for him in the stands, but he said he wouldn't have been visible in any game except Spain-Portugal.)

My boy Rafa just needs to win the U.S. Open, and he'll be set. Also, he should give lessons on being a gracious winner and a gracious loser to certain other people. And Tomas Berdych, as my mother pointed out, does look a lot like Eugene Victor Tooms (whom she described as "the guy from The X-Files with the fingers." Thanks, Mom, you've really painted a vivid picture). He seems like a good kid, and I hope he does get to a decent round at the U.S. Open. My brother and I are going to go to the Open, come hell or high water.

My mom's oldest sister and her husband (and my mother) spent all day yesterday and most of today with me. I'm exhausted, after taking them to the Museum of Natural History, Central Park, and Broadway (to see Chicago). And then today, my brother flew in, and my cousin, her husband, and her two little boys (5 and a half and 7) visited too. The boys were playing with my two model Impalas (1967 that came with one of the SPN DVD sets, the other a 1964 from Duane Reade), and when I mentioned that they were Impalas, my mom and my aunt started singing a song from an Indian film, for which the chorus is apparently (translated): "I'm just a little Morris Minor, and she thinks she's such a big-shot because she's a 1961 Impala." I feel like Dean would pee himself with excitement if he were ever to stumble over this song.

I finally finished a draft of my summergen story, and I have three more stories chomping at the bit, only one of which is related to Supernatural. I might be trying my hand at Sherlock Holmes fic soonish, and the other is for a birthday, and is therefore a surprise, but it will be nice to stretch the writing muscles again.

And, oh, I'm going to Istanbul for five days at the end of the month! Anybody have any recommendations for things to do or see?