Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Have You Ever Really?

HA and I watched Don Juan de Marco the other night. The second the end credits started, accompanied by the strains of the Bryan Adams theme song (btw, laziest song-writing ever. Really, really.), he leaped up and turned off the DVD and took it out of the player. It turns out he hates Bryan Adams. This information inspired me to sing the song to him until he's ready to divorce me.

I'm still not sure if this is because I suck, or because he was totally asking for it by leaping into action like that.

I keep getting the song stuck in my head, so I'm suffering more than he is.

Plus, he keeps serenading me with the song from the stupid Kevin Costner Robin Hood movie that I liked when it first came out. (The movie more than the song.)

Shut up. Christian Slater was in it.

And Alan Rickman, so shut up some more.

I also keep getting the Robin Hood song stuck in my head, so clearly karma things I'm the jerk in this situation.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Everything is Random

  1. I had a dream the other night that was my typical trying to get something accomplished and not managing dream. This time it was a quest to find some cake icing. (I have no idea. Just go with it.) At the end of the dream, the shopping complex I was in was invaded by commandos. And now I want to end every anecdote with "And then there were commandos."
  2. I seem to be feeling better, partly due to the mild exercise I've been getting with Wii Fit. Which kinda pisses me off since the idiot thing has told me twice to take it easy on holiday treats. In January. This is annoying on so many levels that I don't know how I'm going to stick to my resolution to stop ranting at the damn thing.
  3. Or is it referring to all those MLK Jr. birthday cakes you see everywhere this time of year?
  4. I wonder what it's going to say about my President's Day cherry pie.
  5. I totally stink at the ping pong game on Wii Sports Resort. I've lost against the least capable computer-generated opponent. The one that you're supposed to be able to beat easily. Multiple times. I've realized that if I'm going to get better at this game, I'm going to have to care about ping pong for the length of a 6 point game instead of zoning out about 1/3 of the way through. I'm not sure I'm up to the challenge.
  6. After a year in this neighborhood, I've discovered a place to buy Kerrygold Irish butter, and I am exceedingly happy about this. I started using it years ago when Cooking Light magazine recommended it because when you use only a small amount of butter, using the best butter makes up for it. And damn, this stuff is good. It has something to do with the grass the cows eat. Regular butter seems like a waste of food in comparison.
  7. Eating butter from across the Atlantic isn't locavore/good for the environment/whatevs, but eating whatever veggies my CSA farmer comes up with for 20 weeks of the year probably makes up for that.
  8. Besides, I'm so smug from not owning a car that I need to be taken down a peg anyway.
  9. And then there were commandos.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Random Stuff

No apologies for not posting since...OMG September? Really? Aw jeez. Not apologizing anyway since that would be the most boring way to start a blog post ever.

No excuses either. I live with chronic migraine pain and have to spend the good days I have writing stuff that I get paid for. Plus blogging about being in pain? Boring for both of us.

I blog for Skirt! more often than I do here because I figure if they're kind enough to invite me to write for them, I should actually do it occasionally. My latest post is about Resolutions that I'm totally gonna be able to keep.

But Skirt! doesn't want me swearing, so I'm not leaving here any time soon.

Random things that are in my head:
  1. Months after seeing Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere, I still think that Marquis de Carabas is the best name ever.
  2. Having a migraine (as I do right now) makes me cranky. Today it makes me want to stab the patriarchy with a mechanical pencil. This has been brought on by an article in the NY Times about how men are turned off by women crying. I refuse to read the article, so the study may not actual prove that, but just once I'd like to have something like this spun from the perspective that women are the ones whose opinion matters. As in "women are turned off by men reacting badly to their crying".
  3. Could we just stop worrying about attracting members of the opposite sex so much and just enjoy life for five fucking minutes?
  4. I'd also like to stab the next advertiser that pushes the whole "all women are insane in the face of chocolate" thing. Besides the obvious reasons, I prefer vanilla. Or a nice pie.
  5. For some reason I can't find Hostess Fruit Pies anywhere in NYC anymore. Not that I've been looking that hard. They contain as much fat as a Big Mac and don't taste as good a real pie anyway. But when I found some in the drug store in Missouri, I bought them all up. Because it's been a long time, my friend.
  6. Mmm...pie.
  7. After revisiting the Midwest, I can report that not everything in restaurants is slathered in cheese, covered in bacon and deep fried, but a significant number of things are.