Posted in cooking, travel on February 20th, 2011 by Sarah

We used a model/experimental rocket launch as an excuse to go to Las Vegas for the weekend, but unfortunately it ended up being cancelled due to a poor weather forecast. I got all dolled up to be dragged around to the hobby shop and various gun stores by the boys.

Rocket parts!

Later on, we went shopping on the strip. We stopped at Allsaints. The face of the store was lined with rows of old-fashioned sewing machines:

This outfit would camouflage me well in my blog header!

The clothing had an old-fashioned but slightly organic, naturalistic feel to it. The term steampunk was bandied about the store by shoppers, but I felt it was was more high fashion than steampunk. Some of the dresses had beautiful draping with eccentric ruffles and layers of fabric. I was very tempted by some of the jewelry, like this necklace with its faux pulley system, and this bracelet, which is simple in design but beautiful. The prices were actually quite reasonable for the attention to detail and workmanship in the designs. My only purchases, however, were some basics in H&M, where I received a compliment on my silver spaceboots from a very pretty boy who was perhaps the only fashionably-dressed person in Vegas that night. For how overdressed everyone is here, it is surprising how few people have any style.

It has become tradition that all trips to Vegas must involve all sorts of culinary delights, and this visit, though restrained, was no exception. For some odd reason, I still seem to know more good restaurants in Las Vegas than I do in Los Angeles, even though I’ve lived in LA for well over a year. On the way there, we stopped at La Estrella for a carnitas burrito, and at the Mad Greek in Baker, CA for gyros and galaktoboureko, a super-delicious Greek egg custard baked in filo pastry. I’ve had a slight obsession with custards lately!

For breakfast, our friend Matt was kind enough to share with us a rather surprising pancake recipe:
1 cup flour
1 cup sour cream
1 cup cottage cheese
4 eggs
Optional: Lots of fresh blueberries!

Instructions: Mix all the ingredients together and cook like pancakes! They have a great texture and actually make a decent breakfast. I typically can’t eat more than one pancake without feeling kind of sick from sugar/carb overload, but I devoured four of these with no remorse!

Pancakes, coffee black as my soul, and more rockets.

For lunch we stopped at a Taiwanese cafe, where I had a squid and rice noodle soup and rather good milk tea boba. Matt made delicious homemade spaghetti with portabella mushrooms for dinner before we went back out for shopping. And we always pig out on all-you-can-eat sushi while we’re here because the sushi situation in LA is so dismal, so we shall most likely do that for lunch today before heading back home. The quantity of sushi consumed must be over 9,000.

Wearing my favorite handmade skirt ever. In it, the ideal of ultimate cute is fully realized. So far, this is my favorite outfit that I’ve worn with it, very fun and retro.

I’m also working on a top secret design project right now. It’s red. And silly.

Anyway, now we’re headed off into the desert to launch our rockets independently! After the rain Friday night, the weather actually turned out beautiful.


Posted in knitting, store on February 15th, 2011 by Sarah

Super cool handspun fingerless gloves!

Sexy Deathray


Posted in cooking, jewelry on February 14th, 2011 by Sarah

On Saturday we celebrated the 336th mensiversary of my roommate and partner in crime, Adam, by indulging in cakewaffle sundaes for breakfast. The idea was born when I discovered a long-forgotten box of chocolate cake mix in a futile attempt at organizing the kitchen shelving. I love to bake, but it has to be complicated. Making a cake from a mix just seems lazy and gluttonous. But… if used to realize a more interesting concept, cakematter from a box may prove acceptable for consumption. Thusly cakewaffle sundaes were born:

Chocolate cakewaffles, topped with vanilla ice cream, homemade chocolate sauce, and rainbow sprinkles of awesomeness. The chocolate syrup may be produced by combining roughly equal quantities of cocoa powder, sugar, and water, adjusting slightly for taste and consistency. In lieu of vanilla extract, I added a splash of Grand Marnier and it turned out most excellently.

I’ve also been cooking up some jewelry. Here’s a shot of some of the ingredients:

Sometimes all it takes is going through some old supplies with someone else to gain new perspectives and inspiration.

Until next time…


Posted in spinning on February 3rd, 2011 by Sarah

Here are some yarns that have recently sprung into being:

On the left is a handspun, hand-dyed wool from which I shall create a pair of lacy, Victorian-inspired fingerless gloves with pretty decorative buttons for my fabulous friend Minerva. Even though the color is bright, it seems to have an antique-y feel to me.

The yarn in the middle… what’s better than an acid/vomit green mohair lace scarf? Don’t answer that. As far as I’m concerned, there is NOTHING better!

On the right is a hand-carded blend of black, hot pink, turquoise and green. Its final resting place is as of yet a mystery, but it will be the fourth incarnation of this particular dye lot of wool.

Most people who spin mass quantities of yarn typically use a spinning wheel. I choose to shun “modern” technology and instead prefer to use a drop spindle:

It’s basically just a hook on a stick. A wheel is attached to weight it down to make it spin longer. It’s much slower and more labor intensive than a spinning wheel because you are creating yarn entirely manually, but it gives you complete control and involvement in the creation process. My spindles all very utilitarian, but they can get quite fancy. I used to have a nicer handmade spindle, but it was incinerated in a now-infamous post-holiday orgy of destruction.

Random. Goodnight.


Posted in Uncategorized on February 1st, 2011 by Sarah

Sexy Deathray is neither literal nor self-referential.

“Sexy Deathray ignites at a relatively low temperature.”

Sexy Deathray is a way of life.

“Sexy Deathray is weird.”

Sexy Deathray is everything and nothing all at once.

“Sexy Deathray is my little black raincloud.”

Sexy Deathray probably eats babies for breakfast.

“Sexy Deathray’s violence is so sophisticated.”

Sexy Deathray is a robot who wants to become human.

“Sexy Deathray is the sweetest alien I’ve ever met.”

Sexy Deathray is a charlatan and a fraud.

“Sexy Deathray is your doom.”

Anyway. I make stuff.


Posted in Uncategorized on February 1st, 2011 by Sarah

Do not panic. This is only a test of the nuclear attack alarm system.