Tuesday, May 5, 2009

What I'm doing

I rode my bike home from work in the rain, which wasn't bad except for the rain. Then I ate about 20 servings of doritos. Now I'm watching W. and trying to remember what life was like before we were in a constant state of war.

Monday, April 27, 2009

If you don't know me by now: Shopping

Over the last many months I slowly concluded that I needed some new clothes.  One of my work shirts has a hole in the elbow, a pair of blue pants is looking pretty threadbare, some brown pants have fallen victim to my uncontainable waist.  And I need some non-tennis casual shoes - the utterance of such an impractical idea must surely be a sign of my fashion maturity. 
So I went to the mall, with a focus on Macy's and side visit possibilities to Banana Republic and J Crew. A DSW show store was also in the area. On my list: brown and blue pants for work, and a pair of shoes.  After checking out Macy's for a baseline, then the other stores to see if they had anything of better value (negative), and then returning to Macy's to settle on some final items (I couldn't), I wandered into the GAP, where I bought a pair of grey pants and a pair of jeans.  Having failed on the pants, I thought the shoes would be a gimme at DSW, but I came away empty handed. 
So I went in looking for brown and blue pants and shoes, and after 3 hours shopping I still need all three.  

Saturday, April 4, 2009

the American president, the French rat

From Truman:

The "lesson" of Truman's life, said Senator Adlai E. Stevenson III of Illinois, was a lesson about ourselves: "an object lesson in the vitality of popular government; an example of the ability of this society to yield up, from the most unremarkable origins, the most remarkable men."

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From Ratatouille:

EGO: In the past I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto: "Anyone Can Cook". But I realize only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Socks

On the little sporting goods store around the corner I saw a sign advertising "Diabetic socks." 
At first I thought they might be low-sugar socks, but then I looked it up, and apparently diabetics sometimes need special socks that help blood flow and foot sores and things. See how quickly something very funny can become sort of boring and weird? 

Soap

Maybe some of my doctorly friends and readers can help me with this. What is the point of non-antibacterial soap?  The way I see it, the bacteria are those big bad germs, and protecting ourselves against that is the reason we wash our hands. If we are not antibacterializing, are we just going for clean-looking hands?  Or are there non-bacterial things we also want to get off our hands?  Grease, dirt?  But if they don't have bacteria, do we care? 
Someone let me in on the secret.

Brief Sensuality

Brief sensuality is apparently what got Oceans 13 a PG-13 rating.  I'm about to watch now to see if I can spot this fleeting sensual moment. Who can imagine what it will be? I wonder what rating prolonged sensuality would incur? 

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Overheard in central park last week

6:30 am.... It is 15°F when the man who beat L. Zimm's marathon time decided to go for a run in central park. He passes two elderly gentleman and overhears the following:

In a thick NY accent, the mench says to his fellow gentleman, "I woke up at 5:30, fucked her twice and went back to sleep."