Category: people

  • AndR album: Newbeams!

    Former La Casan Andrew Heathwaite still has blog edit privileges.  Therefore, hi!

    And also, he just made an album in the month of February!  What excitement!

    There are some first steps here into a new style, exploring tuning, time and form in an electronic-pop medium.  Free to stream and download online:

    Maybe good music to listen to while perusing the La Casa chicken picture archives?

  • Mischievous Molly

    Mischievous Molly

    Moof! Housemate Julio here, dog-sitting Molly, a beagle that wouldn’t surprise anyone if she sprouted horns. Unattended plate of fried plantains, beware! Hungry Molly belongs to friend Christina who was out of town when this photo was taken.
  • Mycoscaping: Mushrooms in the Edible Landscape

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    Wet and windy weather saw our expert friend, Rafter, lead a mushroom workshop on April 16th! Indoors for a PowerPoint, Q & A and snarf session; then outdoors for Shitake log inoculation and garden bed prep. Thanks to housemate JP for his effort and achievement in helping organize a delightfully illuminating event. And kudos to our many guests whose enthusiastic participation and food contributions will undoubtedly manifest in a good-Karmic harvest. Happy, happy!

  • Craft Traditions Live at La Casa

    Much thanks to local reporter and friend, Melissa Merli!
  • The Making of a House Logo

    Not too long ago, JP approached me about crafting a House logo. His photograph (gracing our blog banner) has served as an illuminating source. Along with that photo, Housemate feedback and our fidgety chickens rallied my signature line art to paper. Voilá—communal inspiration hatches free again!

  • Happy Holimalaise!

    Contrary to what may have never crossed your mind, La Casa has not closed down for the holidays.  Sure, half of us are away in sunnier lands, with (for better or for worse) family obligations, but that leaves half of us here in town, a skeleton crew, suff’rin’ thru the holidays together with joy, good cheer, and sarcasm!

    [[Insert picture of We La Casans Four, sitting around a kitchen table teeming with open bottles and gravied foodbits.]]

    Erin, Ronna, Don, and your humbuggish narrator Andrew, had a fine few days of gray grump and psychedelic carnage, cheering on the snow and eating plate after plate of lentil-free leftovers.  Our special holiday companions?  Alcohol; recreational greenage; movies with subtitles; and, oh yes, gobs of greasy Holimalaise!

    Wikepedia says, “Malaise (pronounced /məˈleɪz/, mal-aze) is a feeling of general discomfort or uneasiness, an ‘out of sorts’ feeling, often the first indication of an infection or other disease. Malaise is often defined in medicinal research as a ‘general feeling of being unwell’.”

    Now, I speak for at least myself when I say this Xmas stuff is a crock!  We buy our children a hollow plastic miracle every year until they’re too jaded to buy it, then we sort of give up and let it linger, linger, linger.  But we don’t give up, damn it!  Somebody had a kid?  Great, let’s keep the lie alive!  “Yes, we love Xmastime in this family, don’t we?”

    Combine that disgusted disillusionment with the shortest days of the year, ridiculous wastes of energy and resources (just for show), insulting pressure to buy just the right thing to show so-and-so how much you love them, and some narrow-minded Jesus-talk, and you’ve got yourself the bare essentials for a hefty serving of Holimalaise.

    We’re even starting to get straight-up sick around here.  “I feel like my head is detached from my body,” said Erin a few minutes ago, before going back to bed.

    [[Insert picture of We La Casans Four huddled together for warmth on the couch, floating in a sea of vomit and Holimalaise.]]

    Ok, it hasn’t been as bleak as all that.  The food has been amazing.  On xmas itself, we had mashed potatoes, two kinds of mac ‘n’ cheese, breaded tofu, and pecan pie with bourbon sauce, all with some mighty fine vegan gravy.  Then, in celebration of Boxing Day (the day after xmas) we had five amazing artichokes with jungle juice!  The leftovers keep on piling up (and thank goodness, because the kitchen sink is offline for four days while the fresh caulk dries!).

    [[Insert picture of Sophie eating a full plate of full-gravied Human Food (not to be confused with Human) at the kitchen table.]]

    Other good things have come out of this gray week, such as winterized windows, a newly-caulked sink and this blog post.  (Except for the latter, I’ve had nothing to do with anything “good” around here, by the way.)  I look forward to the inevitable repopulating of the house after the new year, but in the meantime, I’m enjoying being on this particular strange island with my three winter-torn comrades.

  • cArLy’S bIrThDaY << open thread

    Carly’s birthday & party happened here on October 27th.  These pictures bespeak a fraction of the unfolding mirth.  Add pictures; comment!

    andrew carly emma(the Jackalope)

    carly

    sweet tatt

    a pictoral timeline of Carly’s birth mythology.
    carly and andrew being cute

    Surfing the certainty gradient…
    or
    being cute

    jeanie and carly

    cute like a red-head bear/cat mop thing: Putting the “costume” in costume party.

    jacob on computer

    What was I thinking?… or maybe what weren’t you thinking?

    garlic peel

    No party’s complete without it.

    hand clap

    Traditional La Casa hand slap game.

  • Yard Sale

    small version of yard sale flyer
    small version of yard sale flyer

    Our yard sell happened this past Saturday.  Aside from  a few complications and miscommunications, the sale went smoothly.  It was a nice day and lots of friends stopped by.  As planned, G & Ts were drunk in honor of Maria’s day of birth!

    In total we pulled in between 250-300 bucks, woohoo!  There’s still a lot of items left however, so we’re now having a FREE SALE.  Meaning: come take whatever you want.
    I had to work during the morning part of the yard sale and an anonymous photographer (named Andrew) took some nice snaps from the sale:

    J and J looking through items
    don may have overpriced his stuff ties, ties for sale colorful dishes

  • ODDMUSIC II

    As many of you know, Jacob and Andrew have a project going at the IMC called Oddmusic Urbana-Champaign:

    Oddmusic U-C is building a library of unusual and usual musical instruments at the UC-IMC and facilitates events to connect experimental composition, microtonality, & instrument-building with non-sectarian radical social change.  We insist upon “music” as a type of “odd,” desirable when it avoids the same old society telling itself what it already knows.

    Andrew in Oddmusic II, the day after the big move.
    Andrew in Oddmusic II, the day after the big move.

    Last month, we had a grand(e) opening, and this month an opportunity has come up to relocate our collection to a brand new space that’s cheaper, more commodious, brighter, and by at least one guest’s account, friendlier!  Last Sunday, with help from our friends Mary Ann(e), Don, Snow Leopard, and Mary Margaret, we successfully moved into our great new space.  We’re continuing to host office hours every Sunday evening from 7pm to 9:30, so feel free to come by this weekend and see what we’re about.  We’re now in the basement of the Independent Media Center (at Elm and Broadway in Urbana), room 21A, just down the hall from the Bike Project.

    For more, see our blog and (or) sign up to be on the Oddmusic listserv.

  • Sundown Towns

    Last night Andrew and I went to a Unit One lecture by Sociologist James W. Loewen on Sundown Towns and racism in small town America.  “Sundown Town” is a name for a town or city where whites collectively drove out and kept out black people (and also sometimes Jews, Native Americans, Latinos).

    These communities are sometimes called “sundown towns” because some of them posted signs at their city limits reading, typically, “Nigger, Don’t Let The Sun Go Down On You In ___.”

    Photograph of a sign from a sundown town, from a museum in the South.

    The practice began in the late 19th Century, became illegal after the 1960’s and the civil rights movement, but still persisted through the 70’s, and in some cases, still persists today or until very recently.

    (These archival images are taken from Professor Loewen’s slideshow on Sundown Towns.)

    He’s confirmed over 400 sundown towns in Illinois alone. I used his database to check out some towns I grew up around where I’ve never once seen a black person. The question about some of these rural towns is, do they just happen to be all white, or are they all white on purpose?

    Maroa, Illinois, is on his list of confirmed sundown towns (which you can search by state). He writes that the main method of exclusion in Maroa is realtors refusing to sell to blacks, and a realtor told him in 2001 that there was still an ordinance on the books making this official town policy.

    The method of exclusion varies by location. Some excluded by violence, threat of violence, police or other official action, and reputation.

    You can check out Loewen’s website for more information, for papers on how he conducts his research, how to confirm sundown towns, and how to help him with this project in general. He is looking for volunteers to help him conduct oral histories and research in small towns across the country.

    I’m looking forward to reading up on this disturbing side of American history that deserves more attention and understanding.

  • ice cream and outdoor movies!

    A few weekends ago, the members of la casa let me host a belated birthday party at the house.  the party featured homemade ice cream and an outdoor movie, projected on the side of the barn.

    john e, kannan, and mac brought an old-fashioned hand-crank ice maker. everyone got to contribute a little bit to making the ice cream:
    Juby churning ice cream

    we made earl grey ice cream, honey ice cream, chocolate-rum-raspberry ice cream, and avocado ice cream. nora’s boys brought sprinkles and ate a few bowls of mostly sprinkles with some avocado ice cream on top:
    cado ice cream so good

    you can find the recipe for the earl grey ice cream here.  *NOTE: i always cut the recipe in thirds. using 24 egg yolks for one recipe is just insanity.

    We also stapled butcher paper to the barn and projected the egyptian movie ‘the band’s visit’, a very slow-paced comedy that i would highly recommend.

    we projected a movie on the garage.
    we projected a movie on the garage. (photo by Kannan)