Planning…
is important.
I TOTALLY should have made the microwave popcorn BEFORE I started the dishwasher in this pain in the ass charming 1942 Beach Cottage we call home…because if I do it now, I’ll blow the circuit breaker.
Son of a bitch.
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HAPPY FIBONACCI DAY!
(Photo credit Fibonacci Sequence Day and GoComics. Well, and of course Bill Amend.)
Posted November 22nd, 2009. 10 comments
Happy Bundt Day. Now, pass the lutefisk…
Yes folks, I’m not making this up.
Today is National Bundt Day. The good folks at Nordic Ware, makers of the Bundt Pan, assure us of this and add proof by way of a photo…of a framed proclamation signed by the Governor of Minnesota:
Of course, this begs the question: Since when does a Governor have the clout to declare a NATIONAL Holiday?
Jesse Ventura, former Governor of Minnesota
But, I digress…
The NordicWare Company is headquartered in Minnesota.
This fact does not surprise me at all, since I am told that Minnesota is a hotbed of Swedes, Norwegians, North Pole Elves and various other folk of cheerful, hearty…well, Nordic…stock. I know this because my 100% Irish Father in Law grew up in Minnesota, and I have oft heard him reminisce fondly of his childhood days with those “friggin’ Swedes”.
...yep. That's ABBA...in front of the Swedish Flag...
Now, I don’t know for certain if Bundt’s Inventor, H. David Dalquist is from Swedish, Norwegian, Finnish or Danish ancestry. I’m thinking not Danish, because the Bundt Cake is in direct competition with their world famous circular pastry.
A loyal Dane wouldn’t do that, would he?
I’ve read the story of how he came to develop the Bundt Pan, but it’s not nearly as entertaining as the version I’ve developed in my head, wherein he imbibed a bit too much Akavit while ice fishing on a frozen lake and attacked big Thor Gustafson with the hubcap off his ‘57 Chevy, bending that sucker right down over Thor’s melon head, because Thor had the misfortune of catching the monster catfish H. David had been after for eighteen years.
(Yes, I’ve seen Grumpy Old Men a half dozen or more times…why do you ask?)
Anyway…for the last hour and a half of this glorious Holiday, I encourage you to celebrate the Bundt, and it’s contribution to Holiday Gatherings everywhere. Because, really…when you think of some of the OTHER things the Scandinavians have brought us…
…you realize that Bundt is something for which we should TRULY be thankful!
Posted November 15th, 2009. 13 comments
I shall not be ashamed…
The weather today sucks.
Wind is whipping, temperature won’t exceed 50 degrees Farenheit, and we’re on the third straight day of rain.
So, no…I shan’t be ashamed when I tell you that I’m not planning on doing a DAMN thing today but drinking hot tea, watching mindless television and breaking out this bad boy:
Oh…and, need I REALLY mention that I received NO compensation WHATSOEVER for this post?
I thought not.
Posted October 18th, 2009. 11 comments
This Halloween is for The Birds…
Seriously. The Birds.
‘Why?’, you ask?
Well, first of all…it’s Hitchcock:
…and if Tippi Hedren (Melanie Griffith’s Mama) could do it…
…and Barbie could pull it off…
…then I’m fairly certain I can dig up a blonde wig, a doubleknit thriftstore dress and some plastic Killer Fowl.
Heh.
Hehehehehehehe….
Stay tuned.
Posted October 15th, 2009. 17 comments
When Life Gives You Crappy Pics…
Photoshop and call them “art”…
(see full show review tomorrow at Music Savvy Mom.)
Silversun Pickups drummer Chris Guanlao at The NorVa. 10/11/2009
Posted October 12th, 2009. 1 comment
Etymology as Entertainment. Again.
I changed the theme.
And, naturally…I spent all the time I SHOULD have been writing a new post doing THAT…so you get another warmed over, vacuous one…
Call it “Sesame Street” for ostensibly educated adults.
Here’s a list of words chosen merely because I like them. They’re fun.
And the letter of the day is………….
tenterhooks (this post is all your fault, Kathleen…)
Got more? Comment – enlighten me.
Posted October 11th, 2009. 5 comments
I swear I’ve been VERY productive…
Holy Crap – I am the slacker of all slackers. Well, that, and I have severe blogging A.D.D.
For all three of you who MIGHT still check in here, gotta tell you about what Liam did yesterday. We’re in the car, running errands, and one of my Mix CD’s was in.
He started singing along with Kasabian – Shoot the Runner. I am SO. FRIGGIN’. PROUD! (I muted the “bitch” part, don’t worry.) Of course, immediately after that, he stuck the straw from a Capri Sun juice pouch up his nose. He’s still a work in progress.
Oh, and I have a NEW blog that takes up the majority of my bloggy time now – Music Savvy Mom . (Yeah, I made that up. Don’t y’all rat me out, now – I’ve got people convinced I know something about something…)
We’re headed to Texas tomorrow to visit DH’s fam. I hear it’s hotter than the seventh layer of Hell there now.
Niiiccceeee…
Posted July 29th, 2009. 2 comments
Damn right. He’s a badass.
I’m referring to Alexander Hamilton.
In a desperate attempt to force myself to write a post, I scanned my list of labels for inspiration, and my eye fell on ol’ AH. So, purely for giggles, I checked his name on Google News.
Turns out my man has had FIVE articles referencing him in the past week!
(The one about the White House Tuesday Night Jam is my personal favorite. Placenta & avocado trees and the question of just how many spouses Mr. Chabon actually has were high points.)
Yeah, when we’ve been dead a hundred and five friggin’ years, let’s see if WE spawn quintuple news stories on some random week in May.
Pfffft.
I predict I’ll get two…tops.
Posted May 14th, 2009. Add a comment
Miss me?
Yeah, didn’t think so.
In case you’re wondering NOW where I’ve been…(y’know, now that I’ve brought it up, and now that you feel guilty for not thinking about me at all for a week)…I’m feeding a new addiction.
Posted April 22nd, 2009. Add a comment
I think…
…that I may have a Jellybean Hangover.
No, seriously.
Posted April 13th, 2009. Add a comment
Duelling Shuffles
So, as “Music Managers” go, I have two. iTunes for my iPod and Rhapsody for my cell phone.
I’ve discovered that the “Random Shuffles” on them are decidedly not random. These things are posessed. Now, I have the SAME music on BOTH of them – the entire library is identical. Should be random draws, right?
Well, you tell me. Here’s what came up not five minutes ago:
Rhapsody:
Black Crowes – Remedy
Squeeze – Another Nail in My Heart
The Cure – Friday I’m in Love
The Smiths – How Soon is Now
Go On, Say It – Blind Pilot
iTunes:
Lyle Lovett – That’s Right (You’re Not From Texas)
Neko Case – Jettison
Billy Bragg & Wilco – Caliornia Stars
Pat Green – Wave on Wave
Shane Nicholson – You and Your Enemy
See? I’m not nuts – see??? Today Rhapsody wants me to be all rock/punk/new wave. iTunes wants me to be altCountry.
Is it any WONDER I can’t get shit done? Even my music players are conspiring against me!
(By the way…which do you think won this round?)
Posted April 11th, 2009. 1 comment
I bet he wouldn’t make me go to Confession…
… if I skipped Mass today
and just listened to the song that’s playing right now instead.
It’s Church by Lyle Lovett and His Large Band.
Yes, I said large.
Because it’s not big – it’s large.
Y’know how I love Townes Van Zandt and Billy Bragg?
(you would if you’ve been paying attention.)
Well, we can add Lyle Pearce Lovett to that list.
Yes, I love him, and I think he’s hot,
and I think Julia Roberts was an idiot to divorce him,
and (if I were not married to my wonderful husband)
I would most definitely NOT kick him out of bed for eating Animal Crackers.
He’s got that smooth as butter but hard as gravel voice that gives me the auditory swimmies. He’s witty, intelligent, sensitive and deep without taking himself seriously.
He makes everything seem natural and effortless.
His lyrics paint beautiful pictures and stories.
He’s a good ol’ Texas Boy.
He’s awesome in bed.
(At least in my head he is – I haven’t actually met him, so I can’t give you that assessment unequivocally…yet.)
Keep listening…see if you don’t agree with me.
Posted April 5th, 2009. 1 comment
About that last post…
No, I wasn’t drinking, nor am I on medication…well, at least not any that’s SEVERELY mind altering.
But it did just dawn on me that not everyone may have caught the movie references. If you didn’t recognize that I was totally ripping off The Graduate and Top Gun…then, yes – I would have appeared absolutely batshit insane.
Benjamin Braddock (Dustin Hoffman’s character in The Graduate…the pool scene(s) – begin at 4:50 (through Simon and Garfunkel’s The Sound of Silence), then again at 9:22 below:
And from Top Gun…well, I couldn’t find the scene where the CO chews out Maverick (Tom Cruise – ugh) and references the flying of rubber dog shit out of Hong Kong. All the other scenes are just too “Top Gunny” to stand, so I found one of Val Kilmer from Real Genius that I like MUCH better. What? Val Kilmer was in both Top Gun AND Real Genius. Perfectly logical substitution:
The bit about dental school and it being Ben’s mother instead of his dad…well, that was all me.
Just wanted to clear it up.
You’re welcome.
Posted March 28th, 2009. Add a comment
So, there I was…
…watching the needles on the cockpit dials go limp. Nothing but blue as far as the eye could see, and I was out of fuel, altitude AND ideas.
Suddenly in my mind’s eye, I was transported to Benjamin Braddock’s swimming pool. As I saw myself floating there, I began to regret tossing that Letter of Acceptance to Dental School back at his mother and retorting
“Oh, yeah, Mrs. Braddock? Well, maybe I WANT to fly rubber dogshit out of Hong Kong! SOMEBODY has to do it!”
This shit wouldn’t be happening to Goose, I’ll tell you that for nothin’…
What?
Sometimes these things just come to me, apropos of nothing.
Oh, like it doesn’t happen to you, too.
Pffftttt.