Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Lit Bits-6/18/2014 Mental Floss Magazine

Aleathia says:

Ok, so Mental Floss isn't quite literature.....but it is pretty amazing.  I have been reading this magazine for years.



If you are a self-proclaimed nerd or even a nerd wannabe then you should be reading this magazine.  You learn loads of odd ball facts that are presented in a fun way.  It is trickery.  You learn while having fun?  Who would have ever thought that would work?

I love learning, but text books make me cringe as do instruction manuals.  It is the easiest way to get me to sleep.  I am not that sort of learner.  I like to hear it, read it, see it done, and then do it.  If I really want to remember things then I have to pass them on.  Mental Floss is great in that category.

The new issue of Mental Floss is on the shelves now.  Nerdcations.  It sounds delicious, right.  I'm about to have some coffee and find out.  Happy reading.

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Let's Go Somewhere-6/17/2014 Mystery Castle, Phoenix, Arizona

Aleathia says:

Years ago in an effort to reach out to family, I took my daughter to Arizona to see my cousins Josh and Jerica as well as some aunts and uncles.  In our stay there we drove up to Phoenix to see Aunt Michelle and Uncle Jim.  They took us around town, but the best stop was a place called Mystery Castle.



The story goes like this:

"The reality of dying was thrust upon Boyce Gully in his prime. Choosing not to live a life of quiet desperation awaiting the end, he ran away from home, family and friends.

Those were sad but wondrous times of soul searching and physical creativity. In his heart was permanently etched the vision of those precious moments when he and his little girl, Mary Lou, built sand castles on the beach in Seattle. How she would cry when the tide washed them away. “Please, Daddy, build me a big and strong castle someday that I can live in. Maybe you ought to build it on the desert where there is no water.”

He would just smile. Perhaps, it wasn’t a coincidence that he migrated to Arizona. He built Mary Lou a native stone castle - eighteen rooms, thirteen fireplaces, parapets and many charming nooks and crannies, then furnished it with southwestern antiques.

Boyce Gully died in 1945 before he could send for his family. His “princess” was an adult when she moved into her “castle” and began living her fairy tale, perpetuating her dream. She shared her “home” by giving guided tours of her beloved Mystery Castle until her death in 2010.

Today, the castle remains open for tours from October through June. The Mystery Castle Foundation, a 501c3 organization maintains the property so that future generations can share in the history and magic that is My Mystery Castle."


The place is magical from top to bottom with such amazing views from the castle itself.  It was a long tour but so worth the love you could see put into every nook and cranny as a father thought about his daughter.  Here are some photos from the inside and out:








If you ever make it to Phoenix you should look this place up.  A great time for the whole family.



Monday, June 16, 2014

Music Monday-6/16/2014

Aleathia says:

I had the distinct pleasure of seeing The Charlie Daniels Band and Hank Williams Jr. this weekend at a local outdoor venue called TAGS.  It was a bitch to get into and littered with more full-tilt drunk rednecks than one person needs collected in one place, but it was damn worth it.  Charlie is nearly 80 and Hank in his mid 60's and they smoked it harder than some younger bands I have seen.

We heard this little gem during The Charlie Daniels Band set.  It's called Black Ice.  Very unusual to hear at a country concert, but tickled my fancy.




Best part was I celebrated over 9 months sober with my honey.  It wasn't a road we thought we'd go down, but life has been pretty great since then.  If you get a chance to see these guys, do it.  Great time.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Quills and Frills-6/14/2014

Aleathia says:



Erasing All Mouths

In quasi sleep the screen liquefies into morbid lucidity.  The walls cave inward and the contents of my body fold like miniature books written in languages lost and gone from us.  You sit across from me pretending to be a Tuvan throat singer steering this dark night like a ship with only the vibrations from your clattering rib bones.

My arms go numb from the shock of your voice.  The digits on every hand in this black hole are terminal and delete all unwanted messages from our gray matter.  Your words slowly disintegrate to silence.  I am a censure riding a centaur erasing all mouths; erasing all sound waves as if it were my god given right.

I do this because it all hurts too much.  I am drowning in false realities bred from the loins of my fantasy.  In the end I am wet and limp and outdated.  There is no way to return to the original me, no way to know who that ever was.  Your throat tells me this.  It tells me what I have erased from your tongue.

Aleathia Drehmer


Friday, June 13, 2014

Art Bomb-6/13/2014

Aleathia says:

Sometimes in life there is a painting or two that punches you in the face when you least expect it.  In the summer of 2011, I was walking through a museum in Chicago with my friend.  It was crowded with tourists and people huddled in groups for tours.  We rounded the corner and this is what we saw:


It is French painter Jules Breton's "Song of the Lark".  I had never heard of him before.  I am sure I had never seen this painting either, but it took my breath away.  In real life when you are standing at a distance from this painting there is something all together haunting about the darkness of it.  The idea that she has worked until the sun is dipping over the horizon in the distance makes you empirically tired.  We walked closer to the painting slowly and as we did this the light of the sun changed in the background.

We must have looked like freaks walking forward and backward 10 times as the painting changed with every step.  There are few times in my life that I have cried in a museum.  This was one of them.  It is such a beautiful painting to behold, so simple and pastoral, but deep with meaning.  It is one of my favorite paintings since seeing it in the flesh.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Foodies-6/12/2014

Aleathia says:

Oh summer, where would we be without great refreshing beverages?  Today I am going to share several beverage recipes from a book called Handmade Gatherings by Ashley English.



This book is a bit over the top for my taste with most of the recipes and ideas for making a great party and how to set them up, but there are some fantastic craft ideas, desserts, and beverages you can savor.  This little ditty sort of screams Pacific Northwest Hipster Party to me.  Alas, that was my dream once upon a decade ago and let me tell you those folks throw fab parties.  I have been to a few....who could resist a Velvet Brunch?  (Everyone wears velvet, brings a dish to pass, and all the Mimosas your gut can handle).  I digress.



Bourbon Iced Tea

4 cups water (for simple syrup)
2 cups sugar
4 cups cold water (to cool the syrup)
8 cups strong black tea, cooled
4 cups bourbon
Juice of 6 lemons
4 cups ice, plus more to serve
A peach wedge or mint leaf for each glass

Warm 4 cups of water in a medium pot over medium low heat until hot to the touch.  Mix in the sugar and stir until fully dissolved.  Add 4 cups of cold water to make simple syrup.  Stir to combine.

Mix the cooled syrup and steeped tea in a large container. Add the bourbon, lemon juice, and ice.  Stir to combine.  Serve in 1/2 pint mason jars over ice with a wedge of peach or sprig of mint.





Plum Liqueur (make now enjoy in the winter)

2.5 pounds plums, quartered (you may also use apricots, cherries, peaches, nectarines, or pluots)
2.5 cups sugar
2.5 cups vodka

Fill 5 1-pint jars about two thirds full with the quartered fruit.  Add 1/2 cup sugar and 1/2 cup vodka to each jar.  You can spice your liqueur up by adding a few whole cloves, cinnamon sticks, star anise, black peppercorns, allspice berries or cardamom pods.

Shake to combine.  Store liqueur in a dark, room-temperature location for 90 days.  Shake the jar daily for the first week, then once weekly for the remainder.

After 90 days, strain the liqueur through a double layer coffee filter.  Discard the fruit pieces.  Use a funnel to transfer the liqueur to a sterilized glass bottle.  Consume within a year.


For those of you who do NOT partake in alcoholic beverages, here are a few recipes for you:



Honey and Lavender Lemonade

1.5 cups honey
6 cups water
2 T dried lavender buds (or 3 T fresh)
1.75 cups lemon juice
Ice cubes
Lemon slices for each glass
Lavender sprigs for each glass (optional)

Combine the honey and water in a medium saucepan.  Heat over medium heat until almost boiling, stirring to dissolve the honey into the water.  Remove saucepan from the heat.  Stir in lavender buds and cover.  Let stand for 1 hour.  Strain the honey lavender syrup and discard the buds.

Pour the syrup into a large pitcher.   Add the lemon juice and stir.  For every gallon your pitcher will hold, add 5 cups of water.  Stir to combine.  When ready to serve, add ice, lemon slices and lavender.




Root Beer

4 cups water
2 T chopped fresh ginger
1 T chopped dried sarsaparilla root
1 T chopped dried sassafras root
1/2 T chopped dried licorice root
1/2 T chopped dried burdock root
1/2 T dried wintergreen leaves
3 Star Anise
4 cups brown sugar

In a medium saucepan, combine the water and spices.  Bring to a gentle simmer and cook uncovered for 15 minutes.  Add the brown sugar, stirring until it fully dissolves.  Remove the sauce pan from the heat, cover with a lid and cool to room temperature for 2 hours.

Strain the liquid from the solids through a fine mesh sieve into a bottle or jar.  Label, cover with a lid, and store in the refrigerator.  Use within 6 months.

To serve, place 2-3 T of syrup in a 12 ounce glass.  Top the syrup off with sparkling water and ice.  Add more syrup if you like it sweet.