{"id":156,"date":"2002-01-01T03:01:44","date_gmt":"2002-01-01T08:01:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.terrorware.com\/geoff\/2002\/01\/01\/8314466\/"},"modified":"2017-11-16T20:00:14","modified_gmt":"2017-11-17T01:00:14","slug":"8314466","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blogs.terrorware.com\/geoff\/2002\/01\/01\/8314466\/","title":{"rendered":"8314466"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><i>the following was something i wrote for a zine that was going to be put<br \/>\nout by my brother and i.  we never finished the zine, so i thought i&#8217;d put it<br \/>\nup here.<\/i><\/p>\n<h3>xcraft dayx<\/h3>\n<p>the equation is simple.  a dining room table full of dubiously obtained craft<br \/>\nsupplies plus no pesky adults to complain about making a mess equals a ton of<br \/>\nfun and some great hand made gifts and <a href=\"https:\/\/bestforthekids.com\/best-toys-and-gifts-for-2-year-old-boys\">toys for boys<\/a>.  we&#8217;ll show that<br \/>\nbitch martha stewart who the true craft denzians are.<br \/>\nwe dumpstered, stole, and crafted back the holiday season.<br \/>\nthough my involvement was reserved to a few candles and abortive<br \/>\nattempt at a cardboard model of the sweet life, christine, adam, and ryan made a<br \/>\ncrazy number of crafts.<\/p>\n<h3>basic candle making<\/h3>\n<p>you will need:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>2 pots for the double boiler &#8211; one must be able to easily sit inside the<br \/>\n other.<\/li>\n<li>parafin wax &#8211; you can get this at a craft store or in the canning section of<br \/>\n a<br \/>\ngrocery.  who knew that this stuff was good for things besides waxing curbs. one<br \/>\npackage is good for about one large candle and a dozen or so votive<br \/>\n candles.<\/li>\n<li>wicks &#8211; can be ummm, purchased from a craft store like ben franklins or<br \/>\n jo-ann<br \/>\nfabrics<\/li>\n<li>candle coloring &#8211; again, available at a craft store<\/li>\n<li>candle scent &#8211; ditto<\/li>\n<li>a candle mold, mold release, and mold sealer<\/li>\n<p><i>or<\/i><\/p>\n<li>an old glass or jar<\/li>\n<li>a liquid measuring cup or other container with a spout &#8211; used to pour the<br \/>\n hot wax into<br \/>\nthe mold a big bowl to clean off wax<\/li>\n<li>a pencil, chop stick, or similar item &#8211; to hold the wick straight while the<br \/>\n candle<br \/>\nsets<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>directions:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>chunk up the parafin into small pieces so that it will melt easier.  do the<br \/>\nsame with the coloring and scent (a little goes a long way).<\/li>\n<li>pour water in the larger pot, then place the smaller pot in the larger pot.<br \/>\nput the double boiler on the stove and crank up the burner.  add the parafin to<br \/>\nthe inner pot and heat the wax.  never put the wax directly into a pot.  we&#8217;re<br \/>\ntalking big time fire hazard.  as the parafin melts, add the color and scent.<br \/>\nto make the candles, the wax needs to be about 180-190 degrees farenheight.<\/li>\n<li>while the wax is being heated, prepare the mold.  spray mold release into<br \/>\n the<br \/>\nmold so you can get the candle out when you&#8217;re done. if you&#8217;re using an old<br \/>\nglass or jar skip this step since you&#8217;ll just leave the candle in the mold.<\/li>\n<li>cut wick so it&#8217;s a little more than the inch above the desired height of<br \/>\nthe candle.  you&#8217;ll cut them shorter later, but for now you need enough length<br \/>\nto wrap it around the pencil while the candle sets<\/li>\n<li>place the wick in melting wax for a minute or so until it is saturated with<br \/>\nwax.  pull it out and let it cool.<\/li>\n<li>straighten the wick.  if you&#8217;re using a mold, push the wick through the<br \/>\nhole at the bottom of the mold and apply enough mold sealer to make sure the<br \/>\ndamn thing doesn&#8217;t leak (like mine did).  wrap a small portion of the other end<br \/>\nof the wick around the pencil and rest the pencil on the edge of the mold or<br \/>\nglass.<\/li>\n<li>once the wax has reached the right temperature (or has been melted for<br \/>\na while, no need to be super-exact), pour it quickly from the double boiler into<br \/>\nthe pouring container. being careful not to displace the wick, use the pouring<br \/>\ncontainer to fill the mold or jar.  save a little wax.  re-heat this later and<br \/>\nuse it to fill in the indentation around the wick that is left as the candle<br \/>\nsets.<\/li>\n<li>sit around and wait for the candle to dry.  to clean off wax from the<br \/>\nutensils, pour boiling water over them to get rid of the wax and then wash with<br \/>\nsoap and water.  use a big bowl for the boiling water dunk and discard the waxy<br \/>\nwater somewhere other than the sink.  wax isn&#8217;t good for drains.  alternately,<br \/>\nput the utensils in the freezer and the wax peels off pretty easily.<\/li>\n<li>it takes quite a number of hours for the candle to completely harden,<br \/>\nparticularly if the candle is large.  be patient and when it&#8217;s done, trim the<br \/>\nwick to about a quarter inch.<\/li>\n<li>burn your candle and be glad that you didn&#8217;t have to purchase it from some<br \/>\noverly perky teenaged girl or martha stewart inspired middle aged woman at the<br \/>\nmall.  (disclaimer: i&#8217;m sure that there are a number of very nice, intelligent<br \/>\npeople employed as candle sales associates.  i&#8217;m sure that there are even a good<br \/>\nnumber who are not teenaged girls or middle aged women.  still, i am always a<br \/>\nbit unnerved whenever i have to venture into a bath and body works or similar<br \/>\nestablishment<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<h3>leaving<\/h3>\n<p>time flies when you&#8217;re having fun.  the last 3 months were an amazing time,<br \/>\n but<br \/>\nwere perhaps the shortest 3 months that i have ever lived.  i got to have a<br \/>\ngirlfriend and best friend in the same time zone and i got to listen to tons of<br \/>\nmusic, eat vegan food, see shows, and skate.  i had spent the week between<br \/>\nfinals and going home alternating between hanging out with erin and hanging out<br \/>\nwith the sweet life kids.  the original plan was to hang out in columbus and<br \/>\nthen return to pa along with erin to spend some quality time together in central<br \/>\npa before saying our goodbyes. well, the best layed plans, to exploit another<br \/>\ncliche, sometimes go awry. erin&#8217;s gargantuan tonsils demanded immediate<br \/>\nattention and i was faced with the ominous notion of an unexpected goodbye<br \/>\nlooming in the near future.  i spent my last day in columbus just kicking around<br \/>\ncolumbus with erin. i like this girl so much and i always find myself wanting to<br \/>\nmake the time i spend with her epic, like something out of a movie. the rainy<br \/>\nsunday was slow and quiet, but still i found a clock<br \/>\ncounting down in my head.  the camera didn&#8217;t zoom in, and the theme didn&#8217;t<br \/>\nsound in the background.  there was just a quiet, reluctant exceptance that<br \/>\nsometimes things aren&#8217;t easy.  i said goodbye to erin as her parents pulled up.<br \/>\ni went home where my housemates were providing a vegan feast: mushroom soup,<br \/>\nsalad with feux creamy italian, mashed potatos, stuffed peppers, brown rice, and<br \/>\na cake. sweet life indeed!  we ate until stuffed and sat around by candlelight<br \/>\nafter the power went out. christine and katelyn volunteered to drive me to the<br \/>\nairport to pick up tim.  we had a sign and everything. christine ran to him and<br \/>\nembraced him as if they were long seperated lovers. tim was too lagged to<br \/>\nrespond.  the next day i finished loading the car and met with my computer<br \/>\nscience buddy erin dean for a brief goodbye before starting the dreary six hour<br \/>\ndrive back to pa.<\/p>\n<h3>hiking<\/h3>\n<p>columbus is flat.  central pa is not.  one of the things i miss most about<br \/>\nmy hometown is the fact that the appalacian trail runs through the middle of<br \/>\nthe village.  its a popular spot for through hikers to have provisions mailed to<br \/>\nthem, and some of the villagers even open their homes to some of the hikers for<br \/>\na meal or a shower.  i went on a brief walk through some woods and fields with<br \/>\nmy mother.  it was good to have some time alone with her and talk with her in a<br \/>\nway that just doesn&#8217;t seem to be able to be reproduced in long distance phone<br \/>\ncalls.  i told her about my trip to scotland.  she told me about her<br \/>\njob.  the air was cold and clear and the view looked like a scene out of one of<br \/>\nthe pasteural landscapes that i had seen in the gallery the day before.  home<br \/>\ntown scenary and mothers.  the things that we take for granted.<\/p>\n<h3>old friends<\/h3>\n<p>it&#8217;s always hard for me to get back in touch with kids from central pa.  i&#8217;m<br \/>\nhorrible at staying in touch amidst the turbulance of school and i feel like of<br \/>\na bit of a jerk waltzing back into carlisle.  its obviously no big deal, but i<br \/>\njust can&#8217;t help but feel like a bit of a prodigal son.  i would have<br \/>\nprocrastinated the inevitable phone call by hanging out with tim, but he was in<br \/>\nminneapolis. so, i called patrick and we got together a couple of times and just<br \/>\nhad some random fun: computers, home brewed car mp3 players and other nerdy<br \/>\nstuff; culture hacking; sushi; and watching skate videos. always a blast. i got<br \/>\ntogether with peter, went thrifting, watched some movies, and talked about books<br \/>\nand music. between peter and patrick, i always leave pa with a long list of<br \/>\nthings to check out.<\/p>\n<p>two days after christmas i finally got around to calling alicia.  lucky<br \/>\nthing i did because she was going back to philly the next day.  alicia is one of<br \/>\nthe few people from good old boiling springs high school that i see with any<br \/>\nregularity anymore. we played in a band together and got into<br \/>\ntrouble in high school before i went off to study computer science and she went<br \/>\nto study painting.  we went to a new diner in carlisle where she gave me tips on<br \/>\ntraveling in europe and we got kicked out to make room for customers who would<br \/>\norder more than coffee.  what were we to do? the menu wasn&#8217;t exactly vegan.<br \/>\nat least the big tip that alicia left might make them think twice in the future.<br \/>\nwe went back to my house and listened to a cd of our old band.  i copied some<br \/>\nmusic for her and we talked about school, music, our respective travels, and old<br \/>\ntimes.<\/p>\n<h3>media<\/h3>\n<p>i don&#8217;t always have a whole lot of time at school so on break i try to cram<br \/>\nmonths of media consumption into a few days.<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>one flew over the cukoos nest<\/li>\n<li>lawrence of arabia &#8211; brilliant, homosexual, and egomaniacal young soldier<br \/>\n t.s.<br \/>\nlawrence leads an army of arabs against the turks.  epic desert camera shots and<br \/>\na great cast make for an interesting account of power, ambition, and fate.<\/li>\n<li>the manchurian candidate &#8211; i knew that frank sinatra was quite the crooner,<br \/>\n but<br \/>\nan actor?  who would have thought it?  i&#8217;m glad i stayed at home to watch this<br \/>\none with the folks.  this chilling thriller about a comunist plot to use the far<br \/>\nright to control the american government serves as a pointed metaphor for the<br \/>\ngross political manipulation so prevalent in our culture.  sinatra does a fine<br \/>\njob, but better still is angela lansbury in a role that is the absolute<br \/>\nantithesis of her murder she wrote persona.<\/li>\n<li>farenheit 451 &#8211; three words.  read the book.  the only thing that this film<br \/>\n is<br \/>\ngood for is mystery science theatre fodder.<\/li>\n<li>evasion &#8211; this book isn&#8217;t revolutionary.  the idea of social change<br \/>\n scavanged<br \/>\nfrom a dumpster or pilfered from a strip mall is ridiculous.  but what this book<br \/>\noffers isn&#8217;t so much a blueprent for revolution but its definitely a breath of<br \/>\nfresh air.  ideological inconsistancies be damned, those of us who feel<br \/>\nsuffocated by consumer culture can&#8217;t help but root for the books anonymous<br \/>\nprotagonist.  furthermore, this travel narrative falls firmly in the tradition<br \/>\npreviously established by writers numerous writers. however, it really shows how<br \/>\nmuch america has changed since kerouac published the accounts of his travels.<br \/>\nlocal color and americana have been replaced by homogenous strip-mall capitalism<br \/>\nand the only way to gain any meaningful experience on the road is to engage in a<br \/>\nno holds barred war against the encroachment of consumer culture.<\/li>\n<li>9 stories &#8211; i was formerly familiar with only one of Salinger&#8217;s works, The<br \/>\n Catcher in the Rye.  well, this collection of short stories is every bit as<br \/>\n good as his famous novel.  it features nine vignetttes of the seemingly mundane<br \/>\n aspects of human life.  however, Salinger manages to craft characters that can<br \/>\n be both reprehensible and noble.  he often uses children as characters which is<br \/>\n a refreshing departure from the often hackneyed exchanges of adult characters.<br \/>\n the nine short stories are quick reads and all of the are imensely enjoyable.\n  <\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the following was something i wrote for a zine that was going to be put out by my brother and i. we never finished the zine, so i thought i&#8217;d put it up here. xcraft dayx the equation is simple. a dining room table full of dubiously obtained craft supplies plus no pesky adults to&hellip; 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