Link of the Day [10.19.10]

It was a very pretty thing to watch. Cliff Lee taking it to the dangerous Yankee hitters and completely neutering them. He struck out every one he faced at least once, and he struck out a few a couple of times. Cliff Lee made them look ridiculous.Texas is now up 2-1 and seemingly in control. Yet, don't count out those damn Yankees. Texas has to rely on 3 starting pitchers who are not Cliff Lee to keep those Yankee bats at bay. At least, for one magical night, those bats were silent like the Yankee fans who filed out of Yankee stadium early.Here's to baseball in October.http://joeposnanski.si.com/2010/10/19/natural-lee/

Morning Musume

I’m not sure if it was the bow in her hair, her blond hair, her office lady outfit, or those heels she wore, but when she walked into the store, she got my attention. Forget the coffee, it was she that woke me up this morning.

On an aside, do women wear bows? Or just girls? She was no girl though.

Link of the Day [10.13.10]

Are these guys the new Alton Brown? I mean they are mixing cooking with science just like Brown used to do for his show, Good Eats. Ahh, Good Eats. Love that show back when the Cooking Network had actual cooks cooking food. What's it become? A game show network? Phoo. Look at Alton Brown, he's, o right, a game show host now. Dang nabbit, Food Network, bring back more cooks.http://www.seriouseats.com/2010/10/the-food-labs-top-6-food-myths.html

[blank] In A Cup

Soup in a cup. Pizza in a cup. Ravioli in a cup. Can food taste better when it comes in a cup?I've been eating cup noodles this past week, but not ramen because ramen is too high in sodium. I've been buying Thai Kitchen rice noodle soups instead. They have half the amount of sodium as ramen and you can add little or a lot of the seasoning packet as you want. With cup ramen, you can't adjust the seasoning very well. Thinking about rice noodles, I am reminded that I need to learn how to make pancit from my mom. If not, I'll go hungry when I am old and gray. Or can I just buy Mamacita's seasoning and instantly have my own pancit? What about palabok?Palabok in a cup! Now there's a wonderful idea!

Dancehall

Why is old school dancehall so cool? I am not really versed in Jamaican dancehall so when I say old school I mean the late 70s and the 80s of dancehall. When it wasn't too rap influenced.What's good? Is there a Trojan records compilation for dancehall? Or do I have to just console myself with Dancehall Stylee volumes 1, 2 and 3? Of which I only have 2 and 3.This posts exposes me more to liking Jamaican music. Ska? Check. Dub? Check. Dancehall? Check. Where's my reggae post?

KLIKRUNK GLINK CHAKUNK!

Let’s keep it light hearted for a little bit.

Fashklork! Foomp! Glank! Kapooshishish!

These are all sound effects by the hilarious Don Martin of Mad Magazine fame.

I just think they’re some great words, and they sound completely awesome as non-sequiturs in your twitter timeline or facebook page. Throw some on their and watch people stare quizzically at their screen until their inner geek kicks in and recognizes Don Martin. Have fun and stay safe with these.

Now, where did I put my Sergio Aragones mini sketches?

“I am. I am. I am Superman. And I can do anything.”

25 And Living Large: I'm an alcholic!

If there was flickr in the 90s, I would’ve favorited this photo.

The funny thing about this photo is that it was taken on September 18, 1996. It’s my birthday! Happy birthday, BrowserMetrics! You’re 25!

Now take a look at who’s helping me to celebrate. They are co-workers from Ruby’s, fellow servers. For my last birthday, it was just my family. I can’t believe that I had celebrated a birthday not with family. It’s been a long time.

The other aspect of this photo is that the girl I was crushing hard on at the time is also there to celebrate it as well. That’s why I’m ducking out of the picture. This can’t be real. Someone pinch me. The problem though is that I was a drunk at the time. So it was hard to figure out what happened on this night.

When I pulled this photo off the floppy, I didn’t know any of these facts. I had to search my memory for it. I had to look at the date on the files just to be sure that I had the right year. This time of my life is a drunken blur. I must’ve been having too good of a time to chronicle it. And yet I wish I had.

Currently, I like to chronicle my life with social media. Blogs, flickr, twitter are all contributing to making my memories indexable by google. Yet, these formative years of my twenties weren’t and they make it a big, black hole. So I look at this photo, and smile as it’ll help me recover them.

Here’s how I think the night happened. Drinks at the Harryman House. More drinks at one of these guys’ house. Passed out drunk. What a birthday! As I look back on it, I wish I wasn’t a drunk and I had put the moves on that girl. Some things are still the same with me.

So what I have here is an artifact of funness, something which I’ve been missing these last few months. I’ve been in a funk. I just need to get my drunk on and just have a good time. Like that bastard in the photo.