Sunday, August 30, 2009
Chicago is
Thursday, August 27, 2009
The Bah-studs
For a war movie, Basterds had me in stitches as well. Here's an example of Brad Pitt's pragmatic character, Lt. Aldo Raine: You probably heard we ain't in the prisoner-takin' business; we in the killin' Nazi business. And cousin, Business is a-boomin'.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
thirtysomething
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Green thumb
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Idle chatter
“Hey Georgie, what's the deal with Benny?” asked Steve.
“Well, you had him last. What did you do to him? Last I saw him he was walkin' just fine,” replied George.
“Well that's a relief...I heard he was auditioning for the part of the donkey down in
“...sexy little burro and maybe a goat just for fun. See if that'll cheer him up! It'll be just like the old days, when...”
“…we would all go down to the "petting" zoo... Is he still there?”
“He said something about wanting to get paid today. Money's running low so I think he's actually putting work *ahead* of Punchlines. Da noive! Hey, maybe this will work...” George paused and then called out, “Benny, youhoo, Benny? I'm feeling kinda randy...”
“He needs to renegotiate with his pimp. Maybe he is the subject of a new probe?” speculated Steve.
“It was rumored an alien probe, but I tend not to believe in such things. I do worry about him though.”
“Oh me too. That time he was running around with that steel worker guy? Those chaps were a bit much. You think we need to have an intervention?” suggested Steve.
“It didn't seem to work last time, but hell I'm game. I love him, man. But if it's all the same to you, would you mind setting it up?” asked George.
“No problem,” Steve thinks for a second, “You think I oughtta bring the goat just to show him everything's cool? Let's get him a gift too. Any ideas?”
George nodded in agreement. “Well, I know he likes
“…six foot neon green necklace and matching fur boots? Good thinking! Should we sign him up for the parade?”
“To be in the parade? Nah. Like I said he was walking fine, but his arms have withered down to little stubs. I'm afraid he can't wave his hands or at least no one will be able to tell when he does. Maybe we can get him a prosthetic kinda like the one in the Fugitive!”
Steve jumped up and down with excitement. “I've got it! I have an old cardboard life size Michael Jordan cut out! We'll just paste those arms on old Benny and when he waves they'll go nuts! I can hardly wait to strap him atop some big float with those big black muscular arms. He'll be the hit of WeHo!!! You think he'll be off the drugs by then?”
“Oh god I hope not. I think he wouldn't be able to get through the parade without being high as a kite. Seriously the damn thing is like 17 hours long! By the third hour, I'm sure he's gonna start to get the shakes and...”
“…that's when we slip him a downer in some ginger ale. He'll be the star of the show and he won't even know his own name. Seriously, should we get your friend Raul to dress him up?”
George considered the idea briefly and then suggested, “In brilliant shades of rhubarb and guava? I'm not sure if the whole "fruit bowl" palette works on him. Perhaps you oughtta give it a shot, Steve. I'm thinking maybe a western theme would suit. What say you?”
“Hmmm…” Steve rubbed his chin, “I like it. Yep, we'll dress him up like Howdy Doody with the hair slicked back and the freckles! And I bet he'd feel like a real cowboy with a shiny little six shooter and some spurs! I'm feeling better about this thing all the time. You think this will raise his self esteem?”
“Perhaps, but I think we can do even better than a parade and a party with a goat and
Punchlines
You know, a high-powered scope rifle is all well and good in Africa, but we are in...Sunday, August 16, 2009
Let them eat cake
- Retro Tropical Shag - Genoise cake splashed with rum and an exotic passion fruit mousse, covered in vanilla buttercream and carpeted with un-sweetened coconut.
- Mocha Mi Su - Layers of cocoa genoise cake, mocha mousse and crème fraiche mousse. Finished with chocolate ganache and coffee buttercream.
- Pineapple Upside-down Cupcake - A tropical treat: lots o’ pineapple chunks underneath moist buttermilk cake topped with a passion fruit frosting & coconut
- Carrot Cupcake - Our delicious carrot cake topped with cream cheese frosting and a marzipan carrot.
Well, excuuuuuuuuse me. Listen sister, that's a lot better than having a bunch of co-workers sing barber-shop quartet about whitlows.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Ferry Building
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Tangled Web
What a coincidence! I wear the same sign when I go out on first dates.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Wednesday
1. | hump day | |
The middle of a work week (Wednesday); used in the context of climbing a proverbial hill to get through a tough week. |
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...the other night with Georgie. (sigh)
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Malibu
So tonight I will be attending a charity event with Malibu Rum and Reef Check to raise awareness for Reef Check’s mission of protecting coral reef’s worldwide. Anna Faris is also behind this somehow and I plan to get to the bottom of this... or at least the bottom of a glass of mojitos.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Shaq Vs.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Comeback moms
Friday, August 7, 2009
Mise en place
The concept of having everything in its place as applied to the work in a kitchen is likely to have become a staple around the time of Auguste Escoffier, who is well known for his development of the brigade system of running a kitchen.
Jesus Fills Me Up? I mean come on already!
So Tuesday night at George's, huh?
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Fade out
Samantha: Go to hell.
The Geek: VERY hostile.
Carl: Yeah.
Richard Vernon: Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. That when I get older, these kids are going to take care of me.
Carl: I wouldn't count on it.
Andrew Clark: ...and an athlete...
Allison Reynolds: ...and a basket case...
Claire Standish: ...a princess...
John Bender: ...and a criminal...
Brian Johnson: Does that answer your question?... Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.
Andie: How can you tell?
Iona: Did you feel it in your knees?
Andie: I felt it everywhere.
Iona: Strong lips.
[laughs]
Iona: I know I'm old enough to be his mother, but when the Duck laid that kiss on me last night, I swear my thighs just went up in flames! He must practice on melons or something.
Ferris: The question isn't "what are we going to do," the question is "what aren't we going to do?"
Cameron: Please don't say were not going to take the car home. Please don't say were not going to take the car home. Please don't say were not going to take the car home.
Ferris: [to the camera] If you had access to a car like this, would you take it back right away?
[beat]
Ferris: Neither would I.
Cameron: You've been saying that since the fifth grade.
[Phone rings, and Cameron answers]
Ferris: (over the phone) You're not dying, you just can't think of anything good to do.
OMG OMG OMG
- A warm bowl of chorizo, cantalope and cornichon soup...deliciously creamy but light and smokey with a hint of sweetness when you bite into the glassy cubes of cantalope...
- Then, there was the bowl of creamy polenta with earthy black truffle shavings, slowly braised oxtail and a hint of nuttiness from cantal cheese...
- Finally, there was the exquisite vanilla panna cotta bathing in a luxurious caramel sauce and topped with salty black caviar.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Ludo Bites
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
RIP Blake
Monday, August 3, 2009
Limericks
who won awards though failed to mention
his family and friends.
So, he made amends
and took them all out to a luncheon.
There once was a girl named Sabine,
who hadn’t a bone that was mean.
‘Til her evil doppelganger
stole her script with a hanger.
What’s next? No one knows. The hit job was clean.
There once was a writer named Mickey.
who found screenwriting to be tricky.
So he enlisted some aid.
No one helped. So he prayed.
Tried again after he had a quickie.
There once was a Doctor named Strange
Had a mind some say was deranged.
When the boards got too heated,
he’d stand his ground and then treated
the assholes to a vicious exchange.
There once was a girl named Palace
who on a visit to Dallas
She declared, “I hate carrots!”
to all the vegan zealots,
and they glared at her with malice.
There once was a boy named kepow.
For breakfast he milked a cow.
The cereal was still dry.
He sulked and did cry
when he found he'd eaten puppy chow.
There once was a boy named Ben Hausler
who had difficulty finding his trouser.
Then, Gabe with resolution
found the perfect solution:
A pant-seeking trained miniature schnauzer.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Luscious Dumplings
Saturday, August 1, 2009
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"Good People" by Nicholas Horwood