January 2009
127 posts
— Maroli’s Malabar Chicken. Yeah.
December 2008
106 posts
— 2009: what will you change?
— Plateau contents: (a) bucket; (b) mop; (c) bird book (illus.)
— pensive.
— gifts successfully exchanged; no more coping with disinterested bargain-hunters.
finished marking.
— Christmas just ended as the last of the Irish Cream went into the first coffee of the day.
Wishes Bert Fegg’s Nasty Book for Boys and Girls was back in print … an actually dangerous antidote to the Dangerous Books.
is watching LXG on Bravo (shudder) and despairing of the Watchmen movie being any good. If we ever get to see it.
is alternating between marking third-year essays and browsing the Steve Ditko biography (an unexpected Boxing Day score).
— strict coffee and miso regime to begin shortly.
— there is no Tombola on XBox. If there were, I would be a l33t t0mb0laz d00d.
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— straciatella, lasagna, roast lamb, veal cutlets with mushroom gravy, bbq shrimp, roast potatoes, salad …
— meat-stuffed fried olives, cantaloupe w proscuitto, crab salad, bocconcini, peppers in oil, pickled eggplant …
— (brief moment of tranquility before dinner mayhem)
— Merry Christmas. Must make emetgency chicken milk run!
— Somebody broke the Baby Jesus.
— what do you mean, “No meat?”
— Hamilton deluge.
— “Hermie doesn’t like to make toys!”
— “assume the Party Escort Submission Position or you will miss the party.”
— December 23 always feels like a compromise.
— washing dishes to Devo 2.0 after a successful dinner party.
… and The New York Times app *still* crashes. Another example of why print journalism is truly doomed.
New York Times FINALLY upgrades its iPhone app. Jebus.
— clearing away Islay-induced cobwebs.
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— Santa grabbing a smoke behind the mall. Too slow with the camera.
— women can turn any trip into a shoe-buying trip.
listening to Neil Young describe working at Coles Books on bennies.
is kickin’ ‘em in the grill with MC Serch and Pete Nice.
— Snowmageddon’s chief result = production of snowtards.
— turns out the Dark & Stormy (Cuban dark rum, lime juice, ginger beer) is a perfectly acceptable snowstorm cocktail.
— perfect lasagna-makin’ weather.
found the perfect Charlie Brown tree.
— stocking up on liquor before the alleged Snowmageddon.
— having Christian in your basement is like having superego in your id.
is waiting for XBox to wake up.
never seems to get to the “fail better” part.
— online bookstore Fictionwise claims “Buffy” is a genre (falls between “Biography/memoir” and “Business & Technology”).
doesn’t know what to make of it.
— is ranting in E-minor.
— “Without a guitar, Eddie Van Halen is just another asshole.” (David Lee Roth)
— poetry needs a Gordon Ramsay.
— does the “be Like L’il Wayne” iPhone app yank your virtual pants down around your knees for you or what?
is full of delicious Christmas tacos.
— thinking about “presearch” as an analog for “anticipatory plagiarism”
is learning about how payphones do not cause cancer.
— light jazz is a social disease spread by contact with the CBC.