So I dream of writing my memoir. I see some authors who do nothing but memoir: that's their genre, not just one title and you're done. I write little bits. But mainly I write to my friends these days, or to anyone who wants to write back. Remember Mr. Va Jay Jay? He must have sensed that he couldn't get more without giving something, so he wrote me ( Read more... )

It's a buddy movie, essentially: like "Porky's". Like "Revenge of the Nerds". This bunch of guys who work at something that looks like a Circuit City take on their co-worker, the Virgin, as their project: to get him laid. This is also the premise of many other buddy movies ( Read more... )

Chefs’ New Goal: Looking Dinner in the Eye New York Times, January 16, 2008.

I am very impressed with Mr. Oliver. Here's a quote from the article:

"A chicken is a living thing, an animal with a life cycle, and we shouldn’t expect it will cost less than a pint of beer in a pub."
Jamie Oliver is a celebrity chef-known as "the naked chef" because of ( Read more... )

Salon headlines it, The internet is making us stupid, but it's actually our friends who are doing it. If you surround yourself with people who all hold basically the same view, your views will skew toward the extreme end of the views you all hold. We self-select for groups of people who believe as we do: that ska is the best kind of music to listen ( Read more... )

I just want a damn cigarette. Why do I still want one? How long is this craving going to last? And how many more pounds can I expect to put on? I've gained six pounds in 11 days, and I didn't even gorge myself on a big Thanksgiving meal. I've been eating baked squash and a modest number of slices of cheesecake. I'm still working out, and my pants ( Read more... )