Thursday, December 31, 2009

Twelve Months in Two Minutes

A little montage of a year in the life – mine, specifically.

Happy New Year to all of my blog readers.

By the way, my daughter requested the dramatic ending.  Who'd have guessed?

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Making Lemonade – Burlesque Style

This woman found an interesting way to make the most of a less than ideal situation.
I love good ideas.

Sunday, December 27, 2009


As the cold of snow,
Without a melting stream,
Produces only a fog,
Between life and a dream.

From the clay of youth,
To the specter of age,
Swim in the now,
In the know, this stage.

As what is new does not mean better,
Old has no necessary wisdom to give.
There is but one universal truth:
You have this life, note well, and live.  

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Happy Boxing Day!

I've heard of Boxing Day for a long time but never bothered to find out what it means. You can look on Wikipedia, Fact Monster, or any of your favorite search sites to find out.  Or you can watch my 47 second video with an ill-fitting bit of audioswap jazz music in the background.  Actually, much like suit and Johnny Bravo, the audio bit was exactly the same length as the video bit, so I chose it.

In addition to what I've included, it seems that Boxing Day has become the traditional day of charitable giving.  As I truly want to make the world a better place for me and my children to live in, I am once again giving to an organization that continues in its tireless efforts to educate, elucidate, and enlighten us all on the sanctity and sovereignty of the individual - the organization that consistently ties pursuit of happiness on this earth to reality.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Preparing for Christmas: Wrap It Up

I started last night, but today has been the big wrapping day. At first you may be tempted to say, if you don’t know how to wrap a box, make a bow, or craft a gift tote already, it’s too late, lady. I freely admit the videos are pretty lame, but even we seasoned veterans can use a tip or two to improve our wrapping skills. And we did!

Better creases, folding to edge, flattened lightly wired ribbon. (Ignore the man on the left.)

Make little gift bags out of topical magazine images (e.g. food magazines for little homemade sweets).

If you don’t own it already, you should so you can play it while you wrap: my favorite Christmas rapping.


Or, you can listen to this beautiful music and study the cello hold: one of my essential wrapping moves. (Sometimes I do wish I had a prehensile tail.)

I need to remember this earlier next year.

I hope all your holiday plans are wrapping up beautifully.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Preparing for Christmas: Cocktail Party

Last night I had the cocktail party that I’ve been working on since I got the book, Mix Shake Stir, out of the library in November.  Apparently, I was working on the idea of the cocktail party (sharing fabulous holiday drinks with friends) more than the execution of the cocktail party.  The gleaming glassware, festive lights, roaring (but non-smelly gas fireplace) fire, cedar candles, George Winston playing Vince Guaraldi’s Linus & Lucy music wafting through the air, fancy clothes (beads, fur, wraps, fuzzy socks, Christmas bulb earrings, and goggles) were no match for my lack of actual immediate availability of drinks! 
You see, I have rules.
As my objective for the evening was to share my new found enthusiasm and information about different cocktails, my plan was to make one of each of the seven drinks in the offing and have the ladies pick straws.  There were no short straws, only straws in ten different colors (apparently straws are another thing I collect).  This way, each of us would be able to try each drink and then decide which she would like to have in a glass of her very own.  This part of the evening took a little longer than I had anticipated.  I really should have billed it as a cocktail event instead of party.
After the rough start, everyone was able to have a sip of these seven cocktails I decided to serve:
Venetian Spritz (glass:flute)
3.5 oz.Prosecco; 1.5 oz. Aperol; one Sugar Cube          

Ginger Tonic (glass: flute)
3 oz. Ginger-Lime Infused gin; fill with tonic water; sugared ginger garnish

Blue Smoke Martini: (glass: martini)
Splash of Scotch to line glass; 3 oz. of vodka; 2 bleu cheesed stuffed olives

Adonis: (glass: martini)
2 oz. Manzanilla sherry; 1 oz. Italian sweet vermouth, 2 dashes orange bitters; garnish with orange crescent

Pomegranate Gimlet (glass: rocks)
1 ¾ oz. gin; 1 oz. fresh lime juice; 1 oz. fresh pomegranate juice; ¾ oz. simple syrup; 1 lime wheel and pomegranate seeds for garnish

Guilty Kilt: (glass: rocks)
1 ½ oz. blended Scotch Whisky; 1 ½ oz. brewed English breakfast tea, chilled; ¾ oz. sweetened condensed milk

Pink Lady: (glass: flute)
2 oz. gin; 1 oz. grenadine; ¾ oz. fresh lemon juice; splash apricot brandy; splash applejack brandy; one large egg white

The overwhelming agreement of the evening was that the Venetian Spritz was not good.  Some said it tasted like beer – a taste I didn’t get, but didn’t like anyway.  My professional cocktail drinking friends, one of whom brought the Laphraoig, stuck with the Blue Smoke Martini (good choice).  There were a few Guilty Kilts passed out (I’m thinking the name was a big draw), an Adonis, and some quick Ginger-Tonics.  But the most popular cocktail of the evening was the Pomegranate Gimlet.  It is good.
Also, over the weekend, I was able to partake of a perfectly lovely drink: the Tom & Jerry. It’s small, warm, and has nutmeg floating on top of a creamy froth so it’s perfect for the holidays.  It’s quite a complicated recipe, but I think one that will help end my holiday cocktail experimentation for this season.  
[I assure you that my termination of the cocktail experimentation is solely due to the fact that I’ve met my objective, and should now move on, rather than being anyway related to today’s word of the day.]
After Christmas Eve, during which I plan to also offer the Tom and Jerry’s, and having the standard champagne toast on New Year’s Eve, I’ll return to sharing the nightly glass of transubstantiated wine with my husband.  No amount of fabulous cocktails could ever replace that simple comfort and joy.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Preparing for Christmas: Cleaning

This is a small, but not insignificant method of floor cleaning around here.  Think about that the next time "5 Second Rule" pops into your head at my house.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Leopards and Zebras and Giraffes. Oh My!

Inspired by my friend, Cheryl, and her efforts to showcase her wild side (in leopard print clothing, only), here is what I could dig out this morning:
Leopard Clothing

This is Lucy, our dress manikin. On an incredibly excellent day, or perhaps right after a bout of the flu, and with the best undergarments imaginable, I am the same size as Lucy.  Here, she models some of my collection of shirts (and a Snuggie which I couldn't resist including) of the leopard print variety.  I have some zebra print shirts as well.
Animal Print Accessories

I could not find my leopard print winter boots, but I added the farm boots, the pony hair and black leather ballet-toed flats (my favorite) and the Steve Madden pony hair wedges (not comfy). I made the hats on the bottom left and top right. The bottom left hat was made from an old coat my grandmother was throwing out - it's my favorite. The top right hats are my daughters. I snuck a dalmation head band in there as well as my giraffe purse and file folder.  And yes. We do have glass display heads in stock. Doesn't everyone? 

Animal Print Home Decor


It's one thing to buy an inexpensive trendy shirt; it's another thing to put your money where your attraction lies.  Our stair runner, which we had installed years ago, is a gorgeous wool, classic leopard print. Nothing is safe from my attraction to animal print as our zebra laundry bucket and plastic tote bags in the center show. Brown zebra gives what could otherwise be tacky that certain je ne sais quoi.

You may be happy to know that I have spared you from the visual onslaught of animal print jammies that I own.  Have I ever mentioned my pajama collection?  Oh well. That will be for another day.

What can I say?  I know what I like.  And when I like something, I want to surround myself with it. 

Saturday, December 19, 2009

What's Wrong with a Public Option?

Yes, I know it's dead for now. But the important thing to understand is what the "public option" really means. This brief animation does a great job in explaining the problem in less than a minute. Its simple and clear message inspires me to do something more with my little animation experiments.

(via WeStandFIRM)

Friday, December 18, 2009

After Mine Own Heart

These women could be my new best friends.
Ladies United for the Preservation of the Endangered Cocktail (LUPEC):
[A] classic cocktail society dedicated to breeding, raising, and releasing nearly extinct drinks into the wild (a.k.a. Boston-area bars and restaurants.) Founded in February 2007 by Misty Kalkofen and nine fellow cocktail enthusiasts, LUPEC Boston is the city’s first and only female-oriented cocktail society. The ladies of LUPEC Boston meet once a month to sample delicious cocktail creations from a bygone era, and educate themselves about the important and nearly forgotten forebroads who sipped them. 
And did I mention they blog! (That’s where I got that bit from). How about the alter-egos? Did I mention those? I find this all quite interesting – and in my own backyard, no less.

From the Boston Globe’s article:
The women get together at least once a month to talk about how cocktails and spirits have played a role in history and feminism. Per LUPEC’s bylaws, these meetings/parties must have a theme; past topics include cocktails in classic cinema, first ladies and their cocktails, and the history of New Orleans.

“They run the gamut from geeking out about cocktails to women’s history,’’ Amann said.

Dina Rudick/Globe staff

You can find some other lovely pictures and recipes here.

Apparently, despite my proclamation to the contrary, I need to add St-Germain, a proprietary liqueur (as is Campari), to my list of spirits to explore.  It’s elderflower – that’s close to elderberry, right? Okay, so I still don't know a lot, but I do know that this Pear Martini seems like it might fulfill my desire to find the best holiday cocktails perfectly.

Now if they only had a cocktail party theme about the derivation of certain expressions, I’d definitely make the trip.  For now, I'm sticking with there's no place like home for the holidays

Thursday, December 17, 2009

O' Christmas Song

Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and ev-er-y where.
Go tell it on the mountain,
That the Objectivist Round Up is here.

That last line takes a little getting used to, but it's worth it.
(Nice suggestion, Jenn)

This is how I imagine it sounding (but with the appropriate words):

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

A Sense of History or Legacy

An article in today’s Boston Globe puts the health care bill into its proper perspective, albeit inadvertently.

With the public option seemingly out of contention, President Obama is urging the Democrats to pass what they can for historic purposes.   There are no fewer than seven references to the historic importance of the passage of the bill by the politicians interviewed.
Senator Dick Durbin, Democrat of Illinois: “What remains is dramatic. We just don’t want to lose the opportunity, the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.’’

“If Congress passes a health care bill, those who voted for it are going to be part of history,’’ said Senator Paul Kirk, Democrat of Massachusetts.

The historic significance? “The bill would require that nearly all Americans buy health insurance and would provide government subsidies to those who can’t afford it on their own.”  In short, an historic expansion of government control over health care.  
Rolling with the loss of the public option as a minor setback in the central plan, Senator Max Baucus, chairman of the Senate Finance Committee reported Joe Biden’s wisdom in a closed-door meeting, “other major entitlement programs began as bare-bones programs but were gradually built up over time”.

“He said: ‘Look, be joyful, this is really great what we’re doing here, it’s so significant, it’s a moment in history, and we’ll build upon it in the future, as with Social Security and Medicare,’ ’’ Baucus said.

Leaders believe that once a compromise bill is written by a House-Senate conference committee, lawmakers will be more reluctant to vote against it because of the historic nature of the bill.

The bill is historic – in its expansion of governmental powers; but the dangling bait of history proponents of the bill are using to whip up the Senate is one personal legacy, not history.

If any of them actually were interested in history, they would each understand where such central planning has historically led.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Rate of Return

[I wrote this on December 23, 2008. I’m sharing it today – December 15, 2009 – the day I print, cut, fold, stuff, stick, and mail about 80 cards and 50 newsletters.  Last year, I had them all out by the first week of December.  To date, we’ve gotten 4 cards. But I’m not bitter.  Because of electronic media I can know more than I ever wanted to know about my friends’ lives; but I just can’t touch electronic images, my daughters can’t fight over who gets to open the next email, we can’t put .jpg files on the tree for family to peruse. I'm sad to notice the decline in this lovely tradition of sending Christmas Cards.]

This is a topic about which I had previously given little thought: the number of Christmas cards sent out vs. the number of Christmas cards received. This year, we ran a scant 33% return!  In retrospect, I think we usually run a good 75% return on these lovely little year-end missives, so I was a little shocked not only by the low numbers, but the who who didn’t return them.  New friends to stalwart Christmas card friends from years and years gone by – we’re talking twenty plus years, here – nothing. 

My parents and their friends never return cards and I’m okay with that.  I send them my card (and lengthy newsletter) mostly to counteract my mother’s feigned ignorance about my life (and my father’s real ignorance about it – I have to love him – the cantankerous curmudgeon just doesn’t care).  But friends from childhood? One out of six.  Friends from high school? Two out of six. New neighborhood friends? Two out of six.  And the list goes on.  Old work friends? Two out of four. My husband’s relatives and friends have been more responsive. Of course, there are fewer of them.

So, what does this sudden downturn mean?  Money is really tight and Christmas missives are not in the cards right now (ba-da-bum)?  My friends are worried about their carbon footprints (ew)? No one likes me anymore (that’s just plain crazy talk)? Or, unlike me, more people see the choosing, designing, printing, addressing, and mailing Christmas cards as a burden, and have chosen to give them up this year?  

The first makes me sad because I really do enjoy seeing pictures of my friends’ children and how they have grown through the years, and because out of all the ways to cut expenses, they decided that celebrating and sharing their lives would be among those to go.  The second, well, I’ve talked about that enough elsewhere, but would think an e-card would fit the bill in that circumstance. The third I can handle, but somehow don’t think is true – not for all of them, certainly.  Perhaps the best reason of all, and the one that would give me the greatest satisfaction and the most hope is that people just don’t want to deal with the hassle of it all. Life is good and you should enjoy what you do.  

On the plus side, I received lengthy personal notes from two unexpected sources.  Both expressed a genuine happiness in receiving my Christmas greetings which, in turn, made me quite happy. In fact, those notes helped to skyrocket the overall value, if not the rate, of my return.

Many Happy Returns!

Monday, December 14, 2009

Christmas Card Choices

It's still not quite right, but the cleaner buildings are much better looking than my first attempt.  There is no real pop of color, just grays and desaturated tones, so that bit of delight is missing. My daughters are both in front of the tree and in the carriage, so there is some magic.

It's one of two images I will be printing on the "you choose" foldng card because the relatives and some of the children insist that we actually be able to see their faces.  I like my Christmas missives to be a little interactive. Sadly, there is no matching game on the newsletter this year.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

3 Drinks and a Habit

I wanted to update you on the last three Holiday Cocktail experiments: the Guilty Kilt, the Ginger-Tonic, and the Pomegranate Gimlet.

The Guilty Kilt was moved up from the Honorable Mention category to the must-have cocktail.  Now I know that some of you will be shocked and awed that on the first night we actually used the single-malt Scotch in the mix when it called for blended Scotch whisky, but I loved it!  It was sweet and smoky, and just plain yummy. Odder still, Stephen loved it! This is odd because until that night, he hadn’t had any alcohol other than wine – ever!  And he only started drinking wine in his 30s!  So, you can imagine my surprise to find him shaking one up every night since then!  He moved on to the blended Scotch whisky, but named the one with the single-malt the Big Catholic Guilty Kilt. 

The second drink I tested was the long awaited Ginger Tonic: the non-gin drinkers gin drink.  Yeah. It was okay.  I really, really like the smell and taste of ginger, but the lime overpowered its punch and it required a LOT of prep work and days of infusion time.   I’ll serve it (hell – I’ve got so much ginger-lime infused gin in the fridge I plan to feature it), but I don’t plan to take the trouble to make it again.  Stephen? He had another Guilty Kilt. 

Tonight’s experiment is another gin drink: the Pomegranate Gimlet.  It’s really good.  The tart lime and the sweet-tart pomegranate play off the pungent flavor of the gin nicely, but don't hide it completely.  I was surprised that I liked this drink, but not that I liked the garnish.  It’s quite festive and I’ll definitely serve this one.  The only work is in the garnish, but we can make that ahead of time. Stephen? He had another Guilty Kilt.

There you have the three drinks.  Did you notice the habit?

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Friday, December 11, 2009

Just Passing It On...

because that's what I do. Sometimes. Not that often, really.  I try not to just pass things on, but rather send them along with my own personal flair.  Recently, I think I flair-ed myself right out. But I digress.

Here, for you reading pleasure, is the 126th Objectivist Round Up. 


Thursday, December 10, 2009

Oh, the Weather Outside Was Frightful . . .

. . . But the sound was so delightful.

When I took this little video of the snow coming down yesterday morning, I heard only the sharp hits it made against my leather coat. When I watched the movie later I also heard the train horn and the crazy little fat birds chirping away.


The use of flash in a snowstorm makes an interesting effect.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

3 Good Things (plate tectonics edition)

1. Cool video.

650 Million Years In 1:20 Min.

2.  The consensus is in!  We want the world's land masses to stay where they are! Make sure people know your stand on putting an end to this globally destructive process. 

Cool t-shirts and sweatshirts make fabulous Christmas gifts.  Especially for me as I get approximately $1 for each one sold!

3. Serving snacks has never had such a feeling of power as when you serve them on these map plates.  Slide the peanuts, save the world.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Was she a middle school teacher?

"Great minds discuss ideas; Average minds discuss events; Small minds discuss people."
Eleanor Roosevelt

Monday, December 7, 2009

The Glamorous Life

Now before you’re all impressed by my pursuit of the perfect holiday cocktails and the incredibly glamorous life I must lead in order to embark on such an endeavor, I’m here to set the record straight:  I take my charge quite seriously.  And I take my credit card charges quite seriously.  But. . . it’s all good. Okay, it’s not really all good. Some of the drinks have been duds, but it has been good, as well as really fun, learning about the different types, blends, and taste combinations of alcoholic beverages so I can share some lovely holiday spirits with my friends.
Most of you probably know a lot about your favorite beer, wine, and spirits.  However, with the exception of a few experiments in college – including the time my roommate and I made our own Kahlua during which I came dangerously close to losing my eyebrows probably trying to kick an imaginary crash cymbal while boiling vodka – I knew nothing about spirits.  I could drink it no problem, but my knowledge of its history, composition, and complexity has been practically nil.

In addition to the terrific Danny Meyer book which inspired my quest, I found that I needed to get some outside help with the particulars of the spirit world.  Instead of turning to Shirley MacLaine, I found this ancient book named The Complete Book of Spirits and Liqueurs by Cyril Ray, © 1978. I’m still mulling it over, but I found out some good information about Scotch – single malt Scotch to be precise – pot stills, patent stills, peat, and ‘silent’ spirits. It’s all quite fascinating.

Additionally, my expanded knowledge has helped me to figure out where I went wrong in the Blue Smoke Martini.  I used a blended Scotch whiskey and not a malt whisky.  Silly lady – only Scotch made using malted barley instead of other grains and dried using peat in the fire carry the smoky taste the recipe called for.  At least this was true according to my newly borrowed ancient book.

Trivia: Did you know that the Scotch and Canadian whiskey is spelled “whisky”?  No. I didn’t think so.  And if you did, what the heck are you doing reading my neophyte babble?  Unless you like 80s music in which case you’re welcome to stay.

So after the first night’s jet fuel experience that was the Blue Smoke Martini – sans smoke – I planned to re-try that one with a single malt Islay Scotch.  I’m glad that my husband was up for the stuffing of the olives again and that the President wasn’t on TV.   The single malt Scotch worked like a charm, or possibly I’m acquiring a taste for jet fuel.

Small is beautiful.

The second night, I warmed up to the Adonis pret- ty darn quickly.

Dark, handsome and prevents scurvy.
What's not to love?

The third night, I could wait no longer and began to think pink.  Unexpectedly, I really, really enjoyed the Pink Lady! I do have to check on the types of grenadine, because my Pink Lady was more like a Muted-Apricot Lady and that just does not have the same ring or festive look to it. 

That is one good looking drink.
Just imagine if it were pink.

On the fourth night of experiments my true love gave to me: two Venetian spritzes.  (He joined me in that one.)  To be frank, I thought it kind of sucked.  The sugar cube didn’t fizz all that much and I like Prosecco better alone than with the Aperol, but it was pretty, and he liked it well enough to have another tonight.  As for me, I’ll take the Gramercy Tavern Bar Nuts he made to go with it any night.

Nice color on the drink, but the nuts, with
their non-sticky sweet and salty crystals
were simply packed with spicy flavor.

Six Empty Olives

Over the weekend we turned to other pursuits during which I managed to enjoy a candy cane martini (schnapps and something else) and a small glass of champagne for a toast to our hosts (neighbors who are great fun).  I finally got the glass jar in which to infuse the gin with ginger and lime for the Ginger Tonic only today, so the infusion is occurring as I write.  I know all you non-gin drinkers are anxiously awaiting this one but there is some serious prep time involved with it. It better be worth it.

Rosemary. Mmmmm. An Islay Single-Malt Scotch
(only $20 -$40 less per bottle than the Laphroaig called for)
and the Gin-Ginger-Lime infusion.

What’s left beside the Ginger Tonic then? 

The Pomegranate Gimlet, the Winter Vacation, and the Winter Solstice.  I’ve decided to forego the beautiful Cranberry Dacquiri because it seemed too sticky and the 23 Skidoo because I just can’t see myself being able to get rid of a bottle of elderflower liqueur.  Ever.

Price tag for my pursuit of the perfect holiday drink? About $250 – so far, including some new glasses.

Stephen suggested I post this picture and say that this is what our new liquor cabinet looks like. 

Other than the glare and the fact that these are all types of whiskey, he’s not that far off. This is what it’s starting to look like except there really is no cabinet, yet.

Optional barware: cleaver

And finally, since I can’t send any of you any cocktails, I’m sending you this little cowbell and drum-playing chick blast from the past as a token of a once and future glamorous life:

Sunday, December 6, 2009

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

Because I always dream of having a White Christmas, I was glad there was a lovely little snow event last night which just slightly covered the ground making things pretty and white.  But when I woke up, I was surprised to find not only the roads and walkways still covered, but also the trees completely full of snow.  By 8:00 o'clock this morning, the sun was out and the Blue Skies rendered the normal shades of snowstorm gray a little more brilliant, giving my backyard the feeling of a Winter Wonderland.

I tell you, the whole thing made me want to break out into a few Bing Crosby standards - all at the same time!

Saturday, December 5, 2009

A dog, I hope.

After a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day yesterday, I found something to smile about at the local nursery's Christmas gift shop.
When I looked at this scene of little trinkets under a Christmas tree display,

I immediately saw a child’s Christmas wish for a dog.

I thought it was strange to have something so concrete among the "hope","peace", and "believe" abstract set, so I did a double take.  Even though it took me a only second to realize that it was just “hope” upside down and not a partially obscured "a dog", I was delighted by my interpretation for an appreciable moment.
Sometimes that’s all you get.
Sometimes that’s all it takes.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Loss of Appetite

Yesterday, at a White House forum on job creation, President Obama asked some private sectors employers what the government could do to help create jobs, assuring them that “every demonstrably good idea” would be considered, going so far as to say:
“What’s holding back business investment and how we can increase confidence and spur hiring? And if there are things that we’re doing here in Washington that are inhibiting you, then we want to know about it.”
But when a medical devices CEO said that the administration’s aggressive legislative agenda caused the business uncertainty and was “really what’s holding back the jobs.”   Obama responded:
“[I]f we keep on putting off tough decisions about health care, about energy, about education, we’ll never get to the point where there’s a lot of appetite for that.”
Interesting.  If I’m reading this correctly, his plan is to continue to try to shove more of his aggressive, single-employer, big government agenda down our throats while our economy is suffering, rather than back off of proposing more government controls which violate our individual rights and, therefore, inhibit our economic growth because we may lose the desire to swallow his agenda later?

In the interest of encouraging a loss of appetite for big government now, I direct you to this list of NEW BOARDS, COMMITTEES, PROGRAMS, AND OTHER BUREAUCRATIC ENCUMBRANCES ESTABLISHED BY HR3962. The list was compiled by Dr. John David Lewis, who actually read the 1,990 page health care bill, and he evaluates some of its more prominent points here as well. 
Do you think this bill is a demonstrably good idea, or do you just have faith in the change that is the Obama administration?

Thursday, December 3, 2009

What’s Wrong With This Picture?

Supported by the unquestioned faith of millions, the state is the new church.

Government, as emergency employerbloats while actual businesses, made up of non-taxpayer funded workers, continue to be strangled by excessive regulations and taxation

The global warming consensus of the mainstream media (WSJ excepted) digs deeper into politics and appeals to ridicule while all but ignoring the fact that the actual scientific work of major scientists involved in pushing that consensus is questioned.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

The Warrior Pose

Once, Bendy Wendy had a yoga school.
She taught new practitioners, was no fool,
‘Til she ran an ad,
Then she was had,
By bureaucrats who thought she was merely a tool.

But Bendy Wendy is fighting back.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Here it Comes Again

It happens every year between Thanksgiving and Christmas: that mad urge to visit New York City. 

Watching this doesn't help.

But it is does have some of my favorite Will Ferrell moments.

I am determined to get there sometime before 2010 and have a Blue Smoke Martini before or after eating dinner at Craft.  I'd best get planning.