November 2011
23 posts
- “I Got You” by the Split Enz
- “Talk To Ya Later” by the Tubes
A good night.
I’ve been watching New Girl. I go to my mother’s house for family time on Tuesdays, and we watch Glee (though I’m not sure why any longer), and Raising Hope (one of the best shows of the last few years, mostly due to Cloris Leachman). New Girl was tucked in there, so we would watch it kind of passively, convinced the overloaded quirky cuteness would never appeal to us. But here’s the thing, guys. As the season’s worn on, it’s toned down the quirk. And it’s been actually funny. I can tell you the exact moment it turned for us: the slow motion chicken dance to Phil Collin’s “Groovy Kind of Love.” I was laughing so hard I was crying. Either look it up, or trust me on this.
PS: In a war of cheeses, d’Affinois always wins, but if not around, a hard Spanish cheese like Idiazabal will do the trick. Or just give me some Jarlsberg.
MANCHEGO 4-EVA.
As an aside, my spell check does not recognize manchego, which means I am immediately disowning my computer.
This is why I don’t watch music videos. EVER.
Look, I’m SORRY we made you watch LMFAO. Will you EVER forgive me?
Last night, wanting something easy to make, I grabbed a bottle of premade pasta sauce (yes, yes, bad me), and the most magical thing, a thing which I had always walked right past disdainfully, and I have no idea what made me grab it, but something bigger than all of us guided my hand: a tube full of Italian pork sausage. That stuff is downright magical in pasta sauce. It made the kitchen smell so lovely while I was browning it, and it was relatively cheap, and I even managed to find one with low chemical content. I spent the rest of the evening telling anyone who would watch me type about how much I loved the pork tube, and was appropriately harassed. Yes, I know I know it sounds very dirty.
I <3 you, pork tube.
Winner of Music Hack Day in SF, this website allows you to put in a band or artist and see what you should be drinking. Personally, it almost seems as if it should be the other way around.
I put in one of my recent faves, Quiet Company, and was told to quaff a 4 oz. beer. Putting in Django Reinhardt I got 1 Corona. Billie Holiday yields one bottle Merlot. I didn’t get any hard booze as of yet, but let me know what you find.
/LARC - Carla
Depeche Mode will get you 6oz of vodka, neat.
Radiohead will get you a Fat Tire, which I find odd.
And my all time favorite band, Komeda, gave me vodka and tomato juice. EW.
- So I broke my relatively new bottle of perfume in the bathroom.
- Downside: My perfume is gone.
- Upside: The bathroom smells lovely.
- Downside: After three days, I never want to smell Jennifer Aniston again.
- Upside: Wait... we bought her perfume?
- Downside: Shut up.
And only partially because I think that’s how my cat talks.
I’m a very casual viewer of Dancing With The Stars. I generally don’t care who wins, or care who the celebrities are (and there’s always at least one a season who I don’t even recognize). I just like watching dance, and seeing celebrities who are great at it, like Ricki Lake and JR Martinez, is a pleasure. But I was so impressed by someone in last night’s competition that I had to say something: Rob Kardashian!
He’s certainly no classically trained dancer, but he’s definitely been improving and holding his own. It was the team Paso Doble, and seeing him next to the professionals, that really opened my eyes. When he did the cape work in perfect sync (which is hard stuff, having had to swing a heavy shawl around myself), I actually cheered out loud for him. Okay, that’s slightly embarrassing, but what the heck.
I’m not sure how long Hulu will have this clip up. Go ahead and watch it, it’s only two and a half minutes long. You can see how much ass Ricki Lake kicks.
http://www.hulu.com/watch/295366/dancing-with-the-stars-team-paso-dobles-first-dance