What was my favorite food from Thanksgiving?
This Thanksgiving, I am thankful that all my siblings live in the same state again.
The unlikely intersection of Chanukah, Thanksgiving, the beach, and San Francisco in late-November. It won’t happen again for another kabillion years or so I am told.
Anonymous asked: I love twin peaks, did you watch both seasons plus 'fire walk with me'? If so, what did you think, and who is your favourite character?
I am loving what I have seen of Twin Peaks so far (the first season and half of the second). At first, I was essentially convinced that it was a boring, kitschy murder mystery – but within an episode or two it evolved into a dark, twisted, trippy, campy, creepy masterpiece. I love the show for its quirkier cosmic-ish moments: the owls not being what they seem, Log Lady, the Giant who speaks in riddles, the One Armed Man, whoever “Diane” is or is not, the piles of pink donut boxes, and (of course) the reverse-warped scenes in the Red Lounge (or whatever) with Laura Palmer. And for whatever reason, I thoroughly enjoy the romantic drama unfolding between Deputy Andy and Lucy, primarily for its sheer inanity and incongruence with the rest of the show.
P.S. I didn’t even know that this whole ask-a-question-publish-a-response Tumblr feature existed. Apparently, I am behind the times, as my burgeoning UK/Canada-based readership is quite aware of it (yes, I noticed how you spelled “favourite,” you spambot, you!). I am going to take this moment to encourage participation!
I’m nostalgic for more colorful times – the good old days of Buff, Nile Green, Mandarin, and Lilac.
When tacos are involved, I’ll kneel before the Incan sun god or Quetzalcoatl indiscriminately.
… Cooking dinner at a reasonable hour so they can eat early enough and be done with the dishes early enough so they can make lunch for work the next day and not have to do it in the morning so they can catch a bus early enough to get to work early enough so they can get home early enough to make dinner at a reasonable hour.
Jonathan Goldstein in "Why Travel: A Journey To Bali,"
describing the habits of the kind of man who does not vacation well, for whom the ultimate prize in life is “getting work done” or “keeping things on course.” In another word: me, apparently.
Everyone litters – even vegans.
I found these extraterrestrial polyp stalks hiding amongst the native flora of Bernal Hill. Who do they think they’re fooling?