CHSH 2013 is when I discovered that my girlfriend can levitate.
In today’s episode of No Context Theatre…
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I bought a new addition for my poop shelf today.
FART, by Andrew Zangerle of The Maple Ridge.
- What’s Your Poo Telling You? (thanks to Ashley!)
- Dino Poop - Coprolite (thanks to Kate and Guille!)
- Crocheted Pile-o-Poo (handmade by Nicky!)
Not bad, Saturday. Not bad.
Strawberry Cucumber Smoothie (via Joy the Baker)
- a heaping 1 1/2 cups frozen strawberries
- 1 cup cold almond milk
- half an English (hot house) cucumber, deseeded and chopped into large chunks
- 1 to 2 tablespoons honey
- a squeeze of lemon if you’d like
Combine all ingredients in a blender and blend! Add more almond milk as necessary, depending on your desired consistency. You can also enjoy the smoothie made with frozen blueberries or blackberries.
It was delicious! I didn’t have almond milk on hand so I used my standard 1% cow milk… I imagine it will taste even better when I use almond milk. I also just used a standard Burpless cucumber (peeled) because that’s what my garden is giving me on an almost daily basis. Also: I like things sweet so I went with ~2 tablespoons of honey and ~1 tablespoon of Agave nectar, but if I had the almond milk I probably would’ve skipped the Agave.
I think I’ll be drinking a lot of these in the coming weeks while I struggle to keep up with my garden’s cucumber output.
The Internet is pre-gaming.
I had a great time in Toronto this weekend.
We’re all awkward and quirky and unique and beautiful. Some of us talk too much. Some of us don’t talk at all. Some of us drink too much. Some of us think too much. Some of us are allowed to touch me only below my neck but above my waist. We walk funny. We talk funny. We love good food. We love to complain. We love to talk about ourselves. We love to learn about each other. Ultimately we travel hundreds of miles and spend our hard-earned cash just to share a few brief hours together every now and then - and when we’re together we respect one another’s idiosyncrasies.
I find it somewhat magical that we all ended up in the same little corner of the internet.
Dramatic reading from Einstein on the Beach.
For those who care, it was: Act I / Scene 2 / Trial One: “All Men Are Equal”
Ain’t no party like an internet party because an internet party doesn’t involve talking to other people.
It was great seeing old friends and meeting new ones this weekend. Thanks for being good people and for providing much-needed distraction and frequent laughter. I love you all.
You know, for a while I was kinda freaking out about turning 40, or rather I was worried about freaking out about turning 40. But now that it is almost here, I find myself not worried about it.
Here’s a picture of my face and my cute new phone case.
My best friend: let me show you her.
She has talked me down off more ledges over the past 3 years than anyone else in my life. Beautiful inside and out, she inspires me to be a better person and to make good decisions; I’ve got a lot of love for this woman. By the time I’m nearing 40 I’ll consider myself lucky if I’m even half as wise and graceful as her.
My next trip to DC will be in April to celebrate her 40th, and by then it will have been 5 months since we last saw each other in person (which I think might be the longest stretch since we first met for my 30th) and I’m really looking forward to seeing her (and a few of you) that weekend.
(Also, her family is pretty great, too.)
Tonight we’re going to see They Might Be Giants! And Jonathan Coulton is opening (…meh?). And tomorrow David Bazan is playing in my living room! And Nicky’s here! And Mary’s coming over too!
The top sheet insulates.Spoken like someone who needs a better comforter.
nicky36 replied to your photo: I’m very disappointed that none of you ever took a…
Hmmmmm. Might have to try, but it could be a golden Oreo situation.
I learned my lesson with the “Crazy Cores Skittles" that it’s best to stick to the originals when it comes to classic sweets, but these new Twizzlers - and yes, Golden Oreos - are very worthy of my discerning palate.
"Does anybody want to stick their finger in this?"
! (Taken with Instagram at Smithsonian National Air And Space Museum Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center)