A moving lecture from Indian writer Arundhati Roy: (from Democracy Now
I bought a lemon zester to spice up my oatmeal in the morning – read a recipe in a men’s fitness magazine about adding orange zest to oatmeal to give it a little citrus kick. I haven’t been this excited since I got the tuna press. I was gleefully zesting my orange this morning and boiling the water to cook my wild oats with the nutmeg, cinnamon and cloves alreay sprinkled in.
I zested myself.
My hand slipped and I presume a nice strip of Andy is cooking in my oats as I write this.
I haven’t sat along in my apartment giggling like this in a long time.
I can’t wait to tell Karen and Brigitte.
Updated the entry for my hometown on Wikipedia.org – my stuff is the External Links and the History. Go Big Red!
I’m on the second DVD of Taken, the Steven Spielberg-produced miniseries that was on the Sci-Fi channel a few seasons ago. It’s really not that great. There’s just not enough icky-alien stuff going on. The entire cast is a white-wash – its like a Norman Rockwell painting. Everybody’s clean-cut and fresh-faced. The men are solemn, the women suffer and all the kids fell out of a Gap ad. It’s also really really soapy. I guess that’s what I don’t like. It’s too much of a real miniseries. I want more X-Files. I want more dark rooms with things about to eat me. I’ll post udpates here as I work my way through the series. Not enough suspense.
Spielberg is more of a brand here in this show – much like all of the ‘Executive Produced by…’ stuff that he schlepped in the 1980s – like Amazing Stories or Batteries Not Included. The real heavy lifting is from Leslie Bohem who’s filmography includes Nightmare on Elm Street 5 all the way to Dante’s Peak. His dad evidently helped in the connections department.
Finally! A surgery scene – thank God for some blood and gore and alien nanobots.
Cold blooded violence against spouses. Nice trauma.
Andy: am I immature that I’m giggling because they just used the words
‘fudge factor’ in this meeting I’m on right now?
My Sisters Beau: definitely
Andy: I guess it’s better than saying ‘guesstimate’
My Sisters Beau: hey try to use fudge packer somehow
My Sisters Beau: or SWAG
Andy: yeah – I either picture barebacking or the Keebler elves
My Sisters Beau: lol