30 November 2010

love and other drugs movie review

i went with ashley last night to studio on the square to watch love and other drugs, the cute one with jake gyllenhaal and anne hathaway. it was a charmer. on a scale of zero or eleven biscuits, i give it.... 11 BISCUITS! it can be seen as a pretty formulaic and predictable rom-com, but the performances by the two leads really elevate the entire film. it is funny, sexy, witty, and yet, sometimes cloying. the story gets a little soggy for me when it takes itself a little to seriously and tries to comment on the state of healthcare and the role of pharmaceutical companies. but, its a fun film, and there is a lot of flesh, so take your main squeeze and go see it.

taylor and jake in nashville

again this morning. at the frothy monkey. drinking coffee. again.

Monument to Pope Alexander VII

I wrote about Bernini in my college and grad school theses.

marble quarry

The Ecstasy of St. Teresa

Bernini :: Santa Maria della Vittoria

winnie the pooh mental disorders


cidade de deus : rio de janeiro

did you ever see that brazilian drug movie city of god? you should totally netflix it. one thing i learned watching the wire is that drug dealers exist and are richer that you are. check out the rest of these pics of rio's war on drugs. they are trying to clean up in anticipation of the olympics in 2016.

RIP Oscar Wilde

he died today a hundred and ten years ago. he also wrote one novel, which may be the best ever written: the picture of dorian gray.

in honor of the independence of barbados

here is her shining star.

daily ri ri

happy independence day barbados!

did you see carlygoogles?

she has an article about smokeybear.com which may be the most informative website on the intertubes. check out the vintage posters. claaaasssic.

all the best animals are named smokey, ya herd?

don't be an uneducated moron

read my friend kellan's article about light vs dark in the beer game.

after you finished that, read my friend ashley's article about memphis: miserable or misunderstood?

24/7 all songs considered

this has been going for a while now, but i'll tell you about it anyway. npr has set up a 24/7 stream of every songs they've ever featured on the show in the 10 years its been on. and this week they've added holiday songs. so if you need something to listen to, click on over here.

an early christmas present for joel.

brb outside : the motherfucking martha stewart show

don't be jelly.
the subject of the show was VERY topical: sustainable seafood, and we had to sign a release form. gulp.
john asked martha where he could find good stationary in the city...
...and martha suggested a store that closed over a year ago.
did you see us on tv?

don't eat me.

this is from a really neat slideshow. thx susanne!

bees love candy, just like the rest of us.

i just loved reading this article this morning. these bees are so adorable.
Cerise Mayo expected better of her bees. She had raised them right, given them all the best opportunities — acres of urban farmland strewn with fruits and vegetables, a bounty of natural nectar and pollen. Blinded by devotion, she assumed they shared her values: a fidelity to the land, to food sources free of high-fructose corn syrup and artificial food coloring.
And then this. Her bees, the ones she had been raising in Red Hook, Brooklyn, and on Governors Island since May, started coming home to their hives looking suspicious. Of course, it was the foragers — the adventurers, the wild waggle dancers, the social networkers incessantly buzzing about their business — who were showing up with mysterious stripes of color. Where there should have been a touch of gentle amber showing through the membrane of their honey stomachs was instead a garish bright red. The honeycombs, too, were an alarming shade of Robitussin.
“I thought maybe it was coming from some kind of weird tree, maybe a sumac,” said Ms. Mayo, who tends seven hives for Added Value, an education nonprofit in Red Hook. “We were at a loss.”
An acquaintance, only joking, suggested the unthinkable: Maybe the bees were hitting the juice — maraschino cherry juice, that sweet, sticky stuff sloshing around vats at Dell’s Maraschino Cherries Company over on Dikeman Street in Red Hook. (via)

slippery slope.

apparently, it's acceptable among foodies to eat bears. i don't care for this trend one bit. pictured above is (brace yourself).... a bear dump.

wrong in so many ways. for example:
Then there is the biological fact that bears a) are omnivores like us, and b) look disturbingly like people when skinned. The American Indians put bears in a different spiritual place in part for this reason. Of all the things humans eat with any regularity, bears come closest to being us.
if you like eating people, you'll love eating bears.
My first impression is that bear looks like lamb. Very red, but far lighter than venison and darker than most pork. Closest match would be the darkest part of a high-quality pork shoulder. I put my nose up to the meat and inhaled. Surprisingly, there was no smell. Everything I'd heard about bear was that it was smelly.
What to do with this meat? In the kitchen, the most important thing you need to know about bear is that it is the single biggest vector for trichinosis in North America. No one gets trichinosis from domestic hogs anymore, but they sure do from wild boar, bear and, oddly, walrus.
in case none of this deters you, and you'd like to learn more about murdering and devouring nature's most delightful creature, there is a recipe in the article. and it is kind of entertaining.
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