Tomorrow will be my last day of working with the ChocoEntity which means that I will make a bunch of cash money, honey, that day and that, also and in addition to this, I will have a bunch of sex involving portafilters and ChocoEntity brand dessert product ( Read more... )

Open up your musical computer doohickey, set it to random, and write down the next 20 songs it plays. Then add "in my pants ( Read more... )

Since the beginning of this year -- 2007, kids! -- I've dreamed dreams in which the following things occurred:

• I was threatened and chased but not physically harmed by zombies.


• I made a beautiful monkshead cappuccino in the Australian outback using mud, shaving cream, eucalyptus leaves, and chicory root that had been thoroughly "roasted" with a ( Read more... )

I'm reading Microserfs. I thought that it would be overly cynical, snooty, and irreverent and that it would only irritate the clap out of me and that I would chuck it across the room at something very soft so as not to crease the thing since it is actually a borrowed copy. And, no, I do not really have the clap ( Read more... )

Five-to-four AM, Hawaii time. Woke up a few hours agoon my sister's sofa with a terrifically stiff neck. Hungry, too, so I stole into the fridge and snuck a chocolate creampuff out of there and into my niece's room. I'm sleeping in her room while my other sister and her menfolk stay in the nephew's room ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I'm going to make a strange casserole that involves cabbage, juniper berries, rye bread, and a great deal of dairy product. I'll serve it with what's left of the broth that it cooked in. While I'm shopping for casserole fixin's at the Market, I may stick my neck into the fish market and look for some darling bivalves to take home. If ( Read more... )

The Boy: "Tom Douglas must be from the East Coast or some depraved place like that where they refer to pizza as pie."

We were both sorely disappointed to learn that this place was not, as we'd hoped, dreamed, and salivated, a pie shop. Honestly, there's no place in this soggy-bottomed city to get a good piece of pie that isn't six to ten bucks a ( Read more... )

Dear Neko Case,

We really do enjoy looking at the images you and your cohorts choose to slap on your CDs but, unless you want us to continue referring to your knee-shakingly gorgeous catalog as Rabbit's Foot, Phone Dial, Beaver, Help the Tiger Find Steak, and Doodley Fox, it would behoove you to slap an album name on or alongside the visuals ( Read more... )

2 bottles of Hale's' Wee Heavy winter ale ( Read more... )

On the twelfth day of Christmas, ( Read more... )