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What? Craft time? Awesome!

5 Feb

This all started around December 20th, when my friend’s wonderful aunt surprised me with BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER JONES SODA.

Holy crap, is it cool, or what?!

Then, I had to go home to Houston, so the soda stayed in Wisconsin. After I got back here for school, they were nice enough to send me my slaying sodas through the snail mail. I lined them up in a row on top of the fridge, where they hung out for a bit looking super colorful and delicious and totally badass. But, there was the problem… to drink, or not to drink? That was the question.

Then, the answer came in the form of my friend, while I was describing my dilemma. She said, “I’m pretty sure you can turn glass bottles into cups.”


I know, I know, when you watch the video it’s kind of freaky. Imagine my roomates’ faces when I told them that it only involved string, rubbing alcohol, a lighter, and a bowl of water. But! I trusted the maker of the above video and decided to give it a try. But, not, obviously, with a Buffy bottle. I needed a glass bottle of some sort to  try this out on.

Enter my new four pack of Boylan Pure Seltzer.  Yum! I recetly kicked the soda habit (except, of course, my buffy soda) and have replaced all caffeinated and way too sugary beverages with mineral water. So! When I finished my first bottle, I knew it was time. My roomates helped out, and we discovered some things:

Number One! Even though it says you can use acetone or rubbing alcohol, if you don’t just have acetone lying around your house and you’re thinking of using acetone nail polish remover, don’t. There isn’t enough acetone in the nail polish remover for the string to burn hot enough. The first attempt, after I stopped screaming and saying I didn’t want the bottle to explode and let my roomate light the string, was unsuccessful. The bottle just kind of floated, and then filled up with cold water. Oops.

Number Two: Alcohol-based hand sanitizer TOTALLY has enough alcohol in it to burn! A lot! For the second attempt, we first doused the yarn in a big huge dollop of sanitizer so it was totally soaked, then tied it on the bottle. When we lit that on fire, it was perfect! As soon as it was done burning, I dropped it in the water. At first, it didn’t break, and I was ever so sad, but then i pushed it just a bit against the bottom of the bowl and BAM! Broken glass.

What up, glass bottles into glasses?!

And there you have it! However, the edges were still, you know, sharp. Because they are glass. And broken. So, I got on amazon and ordered some Mod Podge Hard Coat and a pack of 5 pieces of sandpaper (two large grain, two medium grain, one fine). The eventual plan, and the reason for the Mod Podge, is to use it to preserve the labels on the jones soda bottles once I start turning those bottles into cups.

Today, I got my sandpaper in the mail! I was so excited, I ran home (but not really because there is ice EVERYWHERE) and grabbed the bottom of the bottle off the fridge, which is, as you may have noticed, where I put things to keep them safe.

I cut three small squares of sandpaper and started working on the outside edge, inside edge, and top of the break. I started with the most coarse and went down to the most fine, and then washed all of the teeny tiny glass dust particles off of the cup.

Because I am a slight hypochondriac, I decided to wash it again just to be safe. Anyways, long story not so short, I am now enjoying a glass of milk out of my new Boylan Pure Seltzer glass!

hey look! there's the glass! with milk in it and such nice, sanded edges!

When the Mod Podge arrives in the mail, and I finish my last two bottles (Dawn’s A Centaur Rootbeer and Buffy’s Blue Bubblegum) I will update you on the buffy glass making process. Until then… always be careful when playing with fire!

In Solidarity,



Wednesday…. ?

6 Oct

Sometimes I feel like Glee is speaking to me. No, seriously. Like last night, when they were talking about spirituality and all of these things, and Mercedes said that you have to have something sacred in your life. I’m totally in this amorphous spiritual space right now, and I’m trying to figure out what that sacred is. If you haven’t watched Glee yet from last night, here is a link because you’re totally missing out on like half of the joy that could be existing in your life at this very moment : Grilled Cheesus. Yesterday, in the midst of this awesome meeting with a professor that also felt a little like a therapy session, I discovered that she, too, watches Glee. Amazing. Sometimes, though, Glee is exactly what I need. Yesterday I was a little on the sleepy side, so I listened to some Glitney (Glee Britney) whilst getting ready. I have to tell you. Putting on thigh-high sweater socks is totally different when listening to Artie tell you about how he’s so much stronger than yesterday. Glee is a part of the spectacle and the culture industry, I know, but there’s something about it that communicates to my soul, and I’ve decided that’s OK. Also, how did they know I prayed to a spaghetti monster with light shooting out of its boobs slash a grilled cheesus? Creepy…

In other news, it’s kind of cold here. I do like cold weather. It allows for all kinds of combinations of layers and tights, which I appreciate. Also, my favorite pair of shoes right now are purple sueded slouchey ankle boots which are only cold weather appropriate. However. Cold weather makes me think of Christmas (since it only ever gets cold right before the holidays, and sometimes only after New Year’s in the TX) and Christmas makes me think of white lights on campus. Every year at my alma mater, a private Catholic school, there is a magical period of time between Thanksgiving and the winter break. During this time, thousands of shiny white Christmas lights are strung all over campus. They go around the trees and the buildings, and at night its like walking through a magical fairyland. I am kind of agnosticish right now, and have been for a while, but there is something so reassuring about those Christmas lights at night. Now I’m in the northeast, and I know that at public schools they don’t decorate for Christmas, and I completely understand that. It does make me a little sad, though, that there will be no magical winter fairyland during finals.

Speaking of things that I find randomly reassuring, I was at a coffee shop doing homework with one of my new friends, Amanda. I don’t even remember what we were talking about, but some part of the conversation involved me, a 22 year old graduate student, turning to her and saying very matter-of-factly, “God put the rainbow in the sky as a sign of His promise never to flood the world again.” Like I was stating some objective scientific fact. Amanda, a proud Jew, burst out laughing. She then told me that this is not in the Old Testament, which led to a 48 hour crisis of non-faith when I thought I had been lied to as a child. Eventually we realized that it is in the Old Testament (in Genesis 9: 13) that God says He will set his “bow” in the clouds. So we may have taken a little creative license, but there is something so reassuring and good about rainbows to me. A lot like the white lights in December at good old St. Ed’s.

My excellent and lovely friend, who has a hilarious and awesome wordpress blog as well, loves everything about Christmas. So, she has decided to do a twelve weeks of Christmas theme where she brings up something awesome and Christmasy every week until Christmas. I was trying to think of what I could do in that vein, and first I thought I should do something celebrating the 90th anniversary of giving women the right to vote. In that vein, here is a copy online of the petition signed by Susan B. Anthony. Awesome! My theme, however, is going to be Twelve Weeks of Whedon, paying homage to the most awesome director and creator… ever. This week, the original unaired pilot episode . Or, if you only have like two minutes, a little clip from something I like to call Season 6 Episode 8:

catch you on the flip side,