Worcestershire Sauce: wonderful ingredient, a few drops of which turns a dish into an absolute delight? or a stinky liquid that overpowers everything in its path?
Swan Song!
I love Retro-space’s Flickr stream — it’s an ongoing love-fest for stuff like this. I don’t own this book myself, but I do own a number of books with similarly trippy covers.
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Fourteen years
On May 17, 1997 I married this beautiful woman. We’re still going strong, after some good times and some bad times and some more good times and some awful times and some more good times. I remain eternally grateful to whatever cosmic forces are out there to be at her side and to have her at mine.
Happy Anniversary!
Unfortunately, I work today and she works tonight. Fortunately, night after tomorrow we’re going to see Wicked. Huzzah! Let there be rum! Drink up me hearties, yo-ho!!
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This just in….
Sentential Links #247
Linkage….
:: When it is unexpected, uncontrolled, and unwanted, two days without Internet is two days in hell. (Ahhh, but when you know it’s coming, it’s really not bad at all! New blog to me, by the way. Via.)
:: The violin piece also got me thinking about the violin that’s been sitting in my downstairs coat closet for over a year. Brand new. Never played. A story for another day. I know I’ll never learn how to play it but it gets me thinking about my life as an instrument. What good is having an instrument if you never learn to play it? (Another new blog to me. I really do prefer “ordinary life” blogs these days, as well as blogs that geek out about particular subjects.)
:: It was just nice, really nice, to be out on a Sunday afternoon with Becca, like we used to be able to do, just enjoying ourselves. Getting a burger for lunch, going to a show… being normal. It felt really, really good. (SamuraiFrog’s ongoing personal victories are really encouraging.)
:: Of course, now I have a huge, 14-year sleep deficit, but I’m going to enjoy trying to catch that up!
:: You might find this strange but I actually sort of like grasshoppers so it’s easy for me to think of them as being “lucky.” (I had to escort an enormous grasshopper out of The Store a couple weeks back…it had come in with a batch of produce of some sort. Guy was just sitting there, hangin’ out on a display. I got him into a box and took him outside. Thing was huge.)
:: There are certain truths that cannot be ignored. 1. Grown men getting knocked in the nads is funny, 2. Small, fluffy things can sell almost anything, and 3. If you make a temperature finder that looks like a gun and has a laser on it you can entertain a group of middle-aged men for quite some time. (I own a Ryobi version of this tool. Mine probably doesn’t have the same temp range of this one, but still, useful and fun!)
:: I’ll be honest: I’m more of a medium-to-high energy guy than radio guy. (Well, I’m glad he set us straight on that!)
More next week!
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“OK, Mr. Mariano, I got you a win. Can I have my naked pictures back, please?”
So, apparently “Boston Rob” Mariano won Survivor. Well, hell, he should have. It was, after all, his fourth appearance on the show. Coupled with his two losing appearances on The Amazing Race, Rob was 0-5 in million-dollar-prize CBS reality shows going into this one. Now he’s 1-5, which is actually a worse winning percentage than the Atlanta Braves posted in World Series appearances in the 1990s (they were 1-4 at winning the Series).
I was actually excited for this season of Survivor, because I thought that the twist they had come up with — “Redemption Island” — was a fascinating one that could very well do interesting things with the psychology of the game. But then, CBS turned around and played down the “Redemption Island” aspect by insisting that what the world really needed to see was Rob versus Russell again. I, already filled with dislike for both guys, decided that I had no interest in watching this season until both were gone.
Now, Russell was gone very quickly, and I figured that if the castaways were smart, they’d eliminate both of them on general principle. Seriously: if I went through the audition process, got picked for the show, and then showed up for the first day of competition only to then find out that two of the other castaways had been on the show a combined five previous times, with each one never winning, I would have made getting rid of them both Job Number One. Apparently these folks didn’t think like that, but then, I have zero idea as to what they were thinking, as I stuck to my guns and didn’t watch the show at all.
Hey, if Rob “played the game” and everybody loves that, great. My opinion isn’t based on his game play this time around. I’m not saying he shouldn’t have won because he’d had his shot before; I’m saying that he shouldn’t have been there at all because he’d had his shot before. And even though I hate Rob and think he’s a colossal douchebag, it’s not just about Rob. I liked Rupert a lot each time he was on, but he’s had three shots and should never show up again. In fact, I’d pretty much cap everyone off at two possible appearances, period. But then, it’s not my show.
I’ll say this: I’ll be extremely surprised if Rob isn’t on Survivor or The Amazing Race yet again at some point in the next three years. I don’t think that CBS or Mark Burnett can quit this guy. Winner or no this time, Rob is not going into the sunset. He’ll be back. So, I strongly suspect, will Russell.
And I won’t watch then, either.
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An observation….
Sunday Burst of Weird and Awesome!
Oddities and Awesome abound!
:: I’ve seen this a bunch of places this week, and I can’t help but link it: National leader announces the death of a prominent terrorist. I’m so conflicted….
:: I’d love to try this spice mixture called “Ras al Hanout”, which you add to coffee before brewing. It’s a pretty extensive recipe, though, and a lot of the component spices are things I wouldn’t want to have around in quantity, because I’m not sure I’d use them for anything else but this. I wonder if there’s a spice outlet in Buffalo where one can buy teeny portions of spice? Anyone?
:: Oh, how I’d love to see this: the world’s largest model airport. Make sure to check out the photo galleries! Wonderful stuff here. This is some seriously great model work.
More next week!
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“I’ll see you…out there!”
Saturday Centus
Owing to connectivity issues during the first part of the week and the Blogger outage the second half of the week, I wasn’t able to do last week’s Centus. I thought I’d just miss one…but then I decided to cheat and do last week’s Centus and this week’s Centus at the same time! So, here we are: 200 words in which I use two different Centus prompts. Heh!
“Daddy, where are you taking me?” asked a blindfolded Princess Th’ron, as her father the King led her by the tentacle.
“It’s time for your birthday present!” replied King Fr’xon.
They slithered a while through the corridors of the ship before finally stopping.
“All right, here it is!” said Fr’xon as he reached up with a third tentacle and removed the blindfold from his daughter’s eyes.
“What–?” she said. They were on the observation deck, overlooking one of Earth’s conquered cities. Smoke still belched into the sky from the burning buildings, and the thousands of pathetic humans who still lived all knelt before the ship, under fear of vaporization. “Daddy? You conquered Earth?”
“You wanted a world, Darling, so here’s a world! Happy birthday!”
“I didn’t want a whole world!”
“Yes you did. You said, ‘I’d like to teach the world to sing.’ Well, here’s a world. Teach it to sing, just like you do with that beautiful voice of yours! Go ahead! Start with that song your mother always sang to you.”
“Dad….”
“Sing it!”
Th’ron sighed. Daddy had conquered Earth for her. Amazing. So she sang.
“Hush little baby don’t you cry, Mars will make those Earthlings die….”
“Maybe another song would be better,” her daddy offered.
“Yeah,” she said.