February 2009
108 posts
January 2009
16 posts
St. Elmo's Fire →
As a semi-closeted (meaning I haven’t admitted it to my parents… until now) fan of St. Elmo’s Fire this post made my day.
Let it be known that once I dressed up as Rob Lowe in St. Elmo’s Fire for a party (the theme was headbands, duh). I always go too obscure, so sue me.
LOLJaguar →
The second photo is just BEGGING for a caption. Takers?
Yeah I know it's a cliche but...
Bacon really does make everything better. At lunch today my cafe served a “bacon apple tart” which was… well, an apple tart suffused with delicious bacon flavor. There were no bits of bacon in it, so I don’t know how they made it… maybe they used bacon fat in the crust or smeared it in there somewhere. It was baffling. And ridiculously good.
For those who worry about...
On Updike
I realize this is going to sound callous, but: Another author had to go and die on me before I read any of his masterpieces. (I think I have read a story in the New Yorker, and I know I’ve read reviews by him. But yeah, I suck.) So whenever I finally get around to picking up “Rabbit, Run” I am going to feel like I am jumping on some kind of postmortem bandwagon. I feel icky. ...
Good News →
This is the way I feel about Obama being President. I swear to God, we’re living in Opposite Day or something.
Delinquency
Right. So I gave myself a free pass for no blogging until January 5th and then I almost immediately stopped again until, well, today. My mom apparently is not a James Franco (or moustache?) fan, because she commented a few days ago to say she was ready for a new post up top. Well, here is your new post. Such as it is.
The problem with trying to write a real, nice, longish post weekly is that you...
“But the density of city life doesn’t just make it harder to focus: It also...”
– Read this with this. Eek.
everybodycares:
Simon Smith and the Amazing...
2009 so far is a lot like 2008
…at least in our house, where a mouse has once again taken up residence. This means I have to tack on a new “totally attainable” resolution to my list (which includes buying a couch, new dvd player, and going to dim sum): buy rodent poison.
Don’t suggest traps… we tried that last year, and only poison worked… briefly.
Resoluting
The thing about New Years is that you start it with a hangover, but you are supposed to start afresh. However, I’m not one to fight the reality of an unchangeable situation, so I don’t really believe in getting going with resolutions until after a sufficient old-year mourning period. In other words, I get a free pass for the past four days. I wish I had longer than that — this...
