While watching Man Shops Globe's tour of Alessi kitchenware, I reflected at how often cooking implements are mistaken for sex toys. (This is of course particularly inherent in Italian design, but you would be amazed at what people assume when you buy a sturdy, well-made spatula or plane grater ( Read more... )

You see that little calendar on my blog page? There to the right? Not only does it mock me for the days that I have failed to post anything, it is now mocking me with the number of days until my birthday. I had thought it was just recently jekesta's birthday, and then only a little bit later it was the Pottergeddon. Somehow I've been lingering on those ( Read more... )

So it's my birthday in two weeks. Mostly I am writing that down to get the feel of the words and maybe get more comfortable with the idea of being twenty six. Or more to the point, being twenty six and not having a whole lot to show for it FOR SHAME TUT TUT. I know I did say that I had no problem with being older just as long as I was steadily ( Read more... )

So it happens that we're in the middle of the Early August Wangst-Fest: my birthday on Saturday, Messr. S-'s birthday on Sunday, the delightful Miss A's birthday on Tuesday, and today, mini_snape's birthday, all conveniently slipping the minds of people close to us because it is too damn hot to think. It is in reaction to this that we gather together and eat ( Read more... )

I am failing to cope with existence. Failing spectacularly.

It is also coincidentally my birthday, but the two are not in any way related.

Mind you, it doesn't stop me from hating my birthday.

so, let's see. when i turned 22, i scraped and bruised my forearm and twisted my ankle so badly that i was terrified that i had broken it. last year, i was having a pleasant soirée in the yard when i was bitten on the face by so many noxious bugs that both my eyes swelled shut for a week ( Read more... )

hmmmmm. i seem to have circled today on my calendar and scribbled something on it. looks like 'happy something-or-other.' hum. happy what?

1. happy atomic-bomb-dropped-on-hiroshima day? yes, indeed. the enola gay dropped the first atomic bomb today. on a hospital. while school girls were out on the streets clearing away the rubble in the event of an ( Read more... )