Wednesday, November 04, 2009
paging Drake Mallard
K: is that your ducky? are you making him fly? is he a super duck?
C: you know, regular ducks can fly.
Labels: baby talk, ducks, flim-flam, low maintenance
Friday, October 30, 2009
Things that are awesome on the internet.
Flow Chart for Total Eclipse of the Heart
via Laughing Squid
THING #2
Interview with co-owner of SF Mission Pie
I love love love Mission Pie.
The intro to the interview states:
As her work growing ingredients for pies on a pie-shaped ranch in an effort to illuminate where food comes from suggests, the one-time EPA administrator is deeply philosophical and seems particularly inclined toward the synecdoche. So in some of the specifics of how she's carved out success for herself in the nonprofit world and as a green entrepreneur, you get not just tasty insider tidbits, but also some quietly revolutionary insights on why green, broadly defined, matters, and how it can succeed in small, but important, ways.which I pretty much shrugged/laughed at. But she really lived up to this lead-in. One of the best things ever is learning something new about how complex is something that seemed so simple. For example, her discussion about efforts to use more local ingrediants. (how hard could that be it seemed to me):
For example, we're in conversation right now with Blue House Farm about producing rhubarb. We've been really frustrated that we have to get so much of our rhubarb from Oregon. I mean, it's a long way away. And from a farming perspective, it would be a meaningful crop because once it's in place and thriving, it's quite a bit easier to harvest than, for example, strawberries.Who knew? there is much more, like a combine. Love it.
The general wisdom about rhubarb is not to harvest in the first year. Sometimes it's really hard for a farm to make an investment in something when there's such a delay for the return. It might make all the sense in the world, and be, in terms of business values, exactly the right thing for Mission Pie to support some of the upfront cost knowing that the next season we're going to be really well positioned to receive a lot of what that investment ends up yielding, maybe as a temporarily beneficial price.
Labels: cake hole, seasons, SF living, teh intertubes
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Parsing the stupidity of Sally Quinn
"I'm not sure if I had been her advisor I would have said for her to do the Glamour cover…because it might begin to trivialize her and what her role is," said the Washington Post's Sally Quinn, a longtime Beltway culture watcher.link
Quinn said that Mrs. Obama is still figuring out exactly what her role will be and transitioning in to her new life in the White House.
"This is obviously a very intelligent and educated and high achieving woman and I suspect that at some point she is going to decide that she will concentrate on one particular issue, and go for it," she said.
"But I think right now the best thing she can be, is be in the background, appear to be a supportive mother and wife and not garner any particular attention that might attract criticism of him."
so let's start with a Glamour cover "trivializing her role", then we go IMMEDIATELY into she is still figuring out her role. So whatever her role is, which is unknown and still being figured out, Sally Quinn knows that unknown role is trivialized by a Glamour cover. THEN she says M. Obama's role is to "be in the background, appear to be a supportive mother and wife". So even though M. Obama doesn't know what her role is, and she is still figuring it out, Sally Quinn knows her role is to be in the background and be a supportive wife and mother. And then somehow appearing on the cover of Glamour trivializes this?
Sally Quinn only said three things and they were all three collectively and independently stupid. Excellent job, Washington Post. (and I am not even getting into the fact that she was quoted at all in this piece. Let the Daily Howler have the meltdown over that.)
Labels: 5 second rule, candygram for Mongo, shouting out into the void, teh intertubes, the world is a vampire
Friday, October 23, 2009
Dinner at 5
The problem was the producers' apparently incorrect understanding of both "Greatest" and "Quarter". First the Eagles march down the field and score: 16-27. 6 minutes left. The Redskins have a relatively lame drive that ends with about 4 minutes left and they attempt a 53-yard field goal. They make it: ok, exciting I suppose. 19-27. Then they go for an on-side kick: they recover! cool enough. A few first downs, then an admittedly awesome TD pass up the middle. 25-27. 30 seconds left. They go for the 2-point conversation: overthrown. 13 seconds left. Eagles recover the on-side kick and kneel. Game Over.
so, Somewhat Interesting Last 90 Seconds: yes. Greatest 4th Quarters Ever: Fail.
The real point of interest (besides speculation on what was going to make this a Greatest 4th Quarters Ever) was seeing who was playing. "Is the QB Patrick Ramsey? omg." "Ah, Bruce Smith as a Redskin." "McCants? Who is that guy?"
upon seeing a close-up:
K: Darnerian McCants: yeah I think I remember him.
C: you do not. Darnerian McCants' mom is watching right now going "you were in the NFL?"
Labels: BURN, candygram for Mongo, dream date, football, how much TV do you watch?
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Laugh of the Day, Top Chef Edition
he receives an autographed copy of Fish: Without a Doubt, Chef Moonen's book. Which Chef Moonen calls his bible? It is weird to call your own book your bible. Would God say that? "You should read this. It's my Bible." I guess he would.
Labels: 12 days of christmas, Fact of the Day, how much TV do you watch?
Monday, October 19, 2009
Today I Learned
It is awesome to witness what expressions are innate. Example #1: pouty lip. Example #2: disgusted face: wrinkled nose and scrunched up eyes.
Also, so you can't say I am all B all the time; Sophie Cat was sitting on the ottoman, resting against my legs. She then, naturally, put her leg up over her head and started licking. She did this long drawn out lick from the top of her leg all the way down and as she finished up at her butt. At that point her nose was right up against my leg. So she gave me a nice tiny lick too. Like she was letting me know how much she cared. By licking her butt and then licking my leg.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
on self-awareness
The reason? The server was very slow on the refills and I had to ask repeatedly. That is just not acceptable. In fact, I consider rapid and plentiful coffee refills to be a basic core competency of breakfast restaurants. I should be turning down the refill offers, not flagging down the server.
So that is the kind of person I am. I'll drink 3 extra cups of coffee I don't want and that will make me feel unwell, just to make an obscure food-service ethics point.
Labels: and bacon..., dream date, java, shouting out into the void, the world is a vampire, there is too much pepper on my paprikash
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Conversation with Niche Appeal
C: US loses.
K: not necessarily...
C: the odds of them coming back and scoring two goals on the road are about as bad as them beating Spain.
K: But they did beat Spain!
C: yes, but the odds were very low.
K: I think you point would be better served if you used the odds of them beating Brazil.
time passes
Dad: you'll never believe it!! The US won 3-2!
K: I guess Spain was the proper analogy after all.
bonus material: C comment on our fantasy football forum "Sometimes in sports things are unfair. Like the US Men's National Soccer Team playing arguably their best game ever, coming from behind against Honduras in Honduras to qualify for the World Cup, in a game almost totally untelevised in the US."
Labels: dream date, smack talk, the other football
Sunday, October 11, 2009
From the car
C: yes?
K: that guy sitting at the bus stop was rocking the low pants look. His pants were so low he was basically sitting in his underwear. It gives me a new perspective on low hanging pants.
C: I would think it would give you a new perspective on bus stop benches.
Labels: mr. yuck, SF living, there is too much pepper on my paprikash
Friday, October 09, 2009
Relativity
One of the craziest things I read before B was in a mommy memoir. The author talked about how exhausted she and her husband were taking care of their newborn, but how often they used those precious minutes and hours when the baby was sleeping, not to sleep themselves, but to look at photos and videos of the baby. I thought that was so nutty.
But here I am, and I do the same. Sure sometimes it's when I'm at work, but a lot of the time is when I'm at home and B's asleep, and I'm exhausted, and my bed is right there, but still I look through those pictures and watch those videos.
Everything is always changing and each day I love Today's B more than ever, but I need to press pause too.
Labels: baby talk
Sunday, October 04, 2009
um. W.T.F.?
standing crib from Kathleen in Oakland on Vimeo.
Labels: baby talk, brags, don't panic, putting the venture in adventure, that's no moon, vimeo, wormsign
Thursday, October 01, 2009
McD's latte ad, as interpreted by BART rider
Monday, September 28, 2009
She's mine
she's a Bullsie.
Labels: baby talk, flim-flam, low maintenance, that's so meta


