Monthly Archives: February 2005

A few weekends ago, I saw three separate recipes for guacamole on Food TV. Alton Brown had one, Michael Smith had another, and I think the Barefoot Contessa was the third (or Rachel Ray, who irritates me). All were nothing … Continue reading →

Last night I heard the Worst Version Ever of “Street Fighting Man” by Rod “Honk If You Think I’m Sexy” Stewart. I mean, it was terrible, just awful – he made no attempt to make it sound anything like the … Continue reading →

It’s a good thing that I decided not to post yesterday. I was in a downright foul mood last night, but I hadn’t been that way all day. There were a few incidents, like crushing the prongs on the extension … Continue reading →

Once again I’ve spent the better part of the evening watching Food TV. And I’m finding that I’m thinking “Umm… ew?” to myself less and less. Now, it’s more like, “Umm… huh. That looks interesting.” It’s a bit of a … Continue reading →

The general concensus was that it sucked. It was too bitter, too full of complaints, and there were no attempts to break free until the very end. We could muster no sympathy for the protagonist, and the antagonist was simply … Continue reading →

Okay, so we’ve finally set a date and time for our next book club. This means that voting on what I should chose for my turn will end at 5:30PM on Friday, February 11th. Vote early, vote often, and get … Continue reading →

This afternoon, I got a spam message in my email at work. It was one of those wierd things, with an oddly described product and a whole bunch of nonsense after it. One of the gems of wisdom that followed … Continue reading →

Two things: First, if you want a Gmail invite, leave me a comment or send me a telegram or something. I’ve got fifty of them to give away. That’s right, you heard me correctly – fifty. Get them while this … Continue reading →

Normally, I amuse myself during the six-and-change hour drive home by listening to the radio or CDs, especially the Rolling Stones, Led Zeplin, Modest Mouse, The Trews, Buck 65, Sloan, and several mixed CDs. It can’t be anything too mellow, … Continue reading →

Where do I start, where do I begin? Toronto and the conference were a blast. What was three days felt like five. Wait – Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Huh. I guess it was actually five days altogether. Well, … Continue reading →