Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Seen in Patricia Green in Hayes Valley.I like public sculpture/art. I wish we had more of it in the U.S. and SF (I distinguish between the two because I'm not sure we are in the U.S. anymore). Oh, and graffiti is not art, so don't try to use that argument. So, if you're in Hayes Valley, check out this Burning Man-born sculpture. I like how her "hair" moves in the breeze.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Silfa, first profiled in a cover story on service creatures in June of last year, ran into a rough spot with the mangers of his SRO hotel. While he has a psychiatrist's note "prescribing" Skippy the iguana as "an essential component of our treatment plan," last year Silfa was made to jump through a number of administrative hoops that endangered his ability to keep a large reptile in his small apartment.
I don't want to sound heartless, but "service lizards"?!! Give me a break. I remember people bringing odd animals into the various bookstores I've worked in--bookstores with cafes (you know, with food and health department inspectors?). Inevitably, they all claim their pet is a service animal. Really? That bird you're hiding under your jacket is a SERVICE animal?! I'm skeptical.
Dude, you like lizards. I get it. But don't try to claim they're anything more than a pet and hobby. Unless they whisper sweet therapy nothings to you and/or have degrees from UCSF in clinical psychology, they're not part of your treatment.
And to the "doctor" who gave Silfa the note that "prescribed" Skippy the iguana. You are an embarassment to your field and this is why many people think psychiatry is basically voodoo with a diploma.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Just kidding. Even though there are no jumpers in this shot (alas), I had to share this photo for two reasons:
1. I think it's amazing and the bridge never fails to delight. Can you believe this bridge? The cars, the people, they're so small. And the bridge is SOOO big. People made this thing!! I
2. CALIBER consistently showcases some of the best photographic talent in the Bay Area. Kudos to all the photographers and keep up the great work!!
So, I hope you enjoyed this homage to the Golden Gate and don't get any crazy ideas in your head. I only like it when strangers jump off the bridge, okay?
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Angie and I used to work together a million and a half years ago. She left the U.S. to explore the far-flung reaches of the world, while I moved to SF. Each day, we both get to see amazing things. I, for instance, remember seeing someone shooting up in an alley shortly after I moved back to SF and using a tissue to mop up the blood. Now that's not something you'll see in the Lonely Planet guide. Unlike Ange, though, I have neither the camera nor the skill to fully capture the beauty (and horror) around me. Her "Photo a Day" series never fails to amuse, delight, and enlighten me. Check it out.
And this steamy cup of whatnot must have some caffeine in it. So, it just belongs here.
I miss you, Angie! I hope you're having an amazing adventure.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
According to the BBC:
The government in the Indian state of Meghalaya has confiscated textbooks showing pictures of Jesus Christ holding a cigarette and a can of beer.
The book has been used for primary classes and has caused a furore in the north-eastern state, where more than 70% of the population are Christians.
State Education Minister Ampareen Lyngdoh said legal action against the publishers was being contemplated.
The company, based in Delhi, has so far not responded to the complaints.
Publishing is a risky business, folks. You never know who will be offended and who will simply laugh it off. I'm sure my upcoming calendar "Hot Guards of Auschwitz" will raise a few eyebrows, but I'm giving all the proceeds to charity. The Westboro Baptist Church can really use the cash.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Take one upper-middle class marina girl, add a dash of subtle anti-Asian stereotypical humor, a splash of historically acceptable racism against Irish immigrants, and blend with two parts of low self-esteem. If you're lucky, you'll get this shirt and not just a nasty hangover.
Thanks to @nuzzles for pointing out UrbanOutfitters' latest batch of good taste.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Yesterday, I unwittingly paid $3.16 for TWO apples. I wanted a Honeycrisp apple and they were only available in the organic section. I noticed the per pound price, selected two small apples, and didn't give it a second thought.Until I got home. Imagine the scene: Todd unloads the groceries, pulls out the receipt, and stares unbelievingly at the charge for these two small (apparently heavier than he thought) apples. Luckily, the neighbors ignored my subsequent cursing. No more. Organic proponents, keep your arguments to yourselves. I don't and won't buy it. Give me factory farms and 75 cent apples. And Safeway, the apples were sour for a Honeycrisp. You should be ashamed.
h/t to the blog "Jesus Needs New PR"
Saturday, February 13, 2010
I got this message about my recent submission to Urban Dictionary:
Thanks for your definition of nodar!Alas, no one gets my sense of humor or my capacious vocabulary.
Editors reviewed your entry and have decided to not publish it.
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n. 1. a serious malfunction, accident, or mistake made during a sporting event
2. a serious mistake or accident, not necessarily sports-related
Yikes, did you see Tom wipe out at Mavericks today? He totally pulled a nodar.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Watching the Olympics requires lots of energy and stamina. It's basically like competing in the Olympics themselves. I decided to carbo-load by gorging on rice and naan so I could make it through the parade of nations without dozing off (too many flags and garish uniforms...).I don't know about you, but I'm looking forward to some curling, moguls, and men's ice skating. I want Johnny Weir to win a medal! Wish him luck and sequins. Bon chance, Johnny!!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Steve Jobs and his Apple gurus are tastemakers in the world of computers and gadgetry. Now, they're impacting haute couture. Big Ass Pockets are soon to be all the rage.Go now and buy some denim. Rip off those pansy pockets currently covering your butt and sew on a big ass pocket. There now. Don't you feel better. You're part of the elite now: the iElite.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Many thanks to my friend Kevin for sharing this photo from this year's Superbowl. It confirms all my suspicions about the NFL: it's one part fraternity, two parts Finnish sauna, one part Fire Island Tea Dance, three parts low-fat Harvey Milk, and a dash of Spandex and jock straps.
Get a room, guys.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
No trip to Whole Foods is complete unless you stop by the cheese counter and indulge your lactose dreams. Today, I decided to try these two cheeses: Midnight Moon aged Gouda and the Austrian Amadeus Schardinger.Amadeus was described as a buttery semi-firm cow's milk cheese. The problem is that it doesn't have much taste. If you want a really mild cheese for guests, this could work. The Midnight Moon, however, had plenty of flavor. A firm aged goat's milk cheese, this Gouda was the better of the two. It was nutty with a hint of sweet on the finish. At $25.99/lb, though, I wouldn't make mac & cheese with it or buy too much at once. Happy snacking!
Epicenter Cafe is a nice multipurpose cafe near the SoMa Whole Foods. I say "multipurpose" because they serve food, wine and beer. Actually, their beer list is oddly extensive for a cafe. I, of course, was more interested in their caffeinated offerings (it's not 4pm yet, that's why), so I tried the coffee and iced tea. The French press was "okay." Ok, it wasn't great nor was it hot enough. And I expect a French press to be pressed by or in front of me. I'm paying for the show, damn it! This one was just handed to me in a mug. Hmmm. Was it really French? Je ne sais pas. As for the iced tea, I only have one complaint: for $2.75, I expect a bigger glass or an offer of a free refill. At least it wasn't flavored tea.I think you should give Epicenter a try if you're in the neighborhood. I'll be in the corner, on my iPhone, sampling each and every beer. Please try to overlook my slurred speech.
Kellan Lutz is from Twilight, huh?
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Yes, that Stretch Armstrong. The toy. The weird rubber and plastic toy with the stretchy arms and legs. Into a movie. With Taylor Lautner of "Twilight" fame.
Dear Hollywood, can I suggest reading a book once in a while?
Dear Taylor, you're almost 18. It's time to make better decisions.
Friday, February 5, 2010
I got this email today from Rachele at Yelp HQ:
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Okay, let's face it. We all want these places to be fun and kitschy and over the top. But, when you're paying $60+ for your meal and some wine, you expect something decent in the food department.
Nothing was terrible--in fact, the lamb kabob part of my dinner was tasty (all three pieces of it)--but if you're not going to serve pita then give us utensils. The Safeway bread chunks don't cut it. Eating couscous with my fingers reinforced my faith in Western Civilization. The appetizers and salad were sub-par. I liked the lentil soup, but my entree (lamb and bruchette kabob) was really difficult to eat as served.
I liked the entertainment (aka belly dancer), but the 30 minute wait for our 8pm reservation was a bit much.
Bottom line: I'd strap a bomb to my chest and shout "Allahu Akbar!" before I went back here. But, if you're looking for overpriced kitsch and mediocre food in San Francisco, then El Man Sour might be the place for you.
I guess they didn't like the "suicide bomber chic" style of my final paragraph. Alas. I'm still never going back.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
If I could have one wish just before I kicked the bucket, it would be to have a glass of iced tea and these delicious bites of cheesy deliciousness. Thank you, St. Paula, for sharing your fatty wisdom with us.
Step One: The Lady's Cheesy Mac
* 2 cups cooked elbow macaroni
* 2 cups grated Cheddar
* 3 eggs, beaten
* 1/2 cup sour cream
* 4 tablespoons butter, cut into pieces
* 1/2 teaspoon salt
* 1 cup milk
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Once you have the macaroni cooked and drained, place in a large bowl and while still hot, add the Cheddar. In a separate bowl, combine the remaining ingredients and add to the macaroni mixture. Pour macaroni mixture into a casserole dish and bake for 30 to 45 minutes. Top with additional cheese, if desired.
Step Two: Deep-Fried Mac and Cheese
* Peanut oil, for frying
* 1 recipe "The Lady's Cheesy Mac" prepared, chilled overnight, and cut into 15 bite-sized squares
* Flour, for dredging
* 1 egg, beaten
* Plain bread crumbs, for dredging
Heat 2 inches of oil in a large, heavy Dutch oven to 350 degrees F.
Dredge each Cheesy Mac square in flour, then egg, and then bread crumbs to coat. Fry for about 1 minute on each side until golden brown. Drain on paper towels before serving.
And it is not pretty.
Okay, this photo freaked me out a bit. Admittedly, I had had a few beers prior to viewing it, but let's be honest: it's disturbing. Why is this goat staring at me? Is this the reverse of "Men who stare at goats"? Am I doomed to fall over dead because this goat is staring at me? Is this really a goat? I think so, but I haven't been around one in a long time. Maybe it's a weird sheep or some hybrid creature we city-folk don't understand.
Regardless, I won't be sleeping tonight, thanks to this mammal-thing.
Novels by National Book Award winners Pete Dexter, Joyce Carol Oates, Annie Proulx and William T. Vollmann have been banned in recent years. Award finalists Katherine Dunn and Barry Hannah are on the Texas no-read list, too, as are Pulitzer Prize winners Alice Walker, Robert Penn Warren and John Updike.
Prisoners can't peruse certain books by Pablo Neruda and Andre Gide, both Nobel laureates. "Krik? Krak!" by Haitian writer Edwidge Danticat, who last year won a MacArthur "genius" grant, is prohibited behind Lone Star bars. Books of paintings by some of the world's greatest artists — da Vinci, Picasso, Botticelli, Michelangelo — have been ordered out of state correctional facilities.
Now, I haven't read all these authors (sorry, Barry and Pete), but I'm finding it hard to find a common thread. I can only imagine that the censors gleaned some sense of danger and/or sexuality from the works of these writers. Now that I think about it, Dunn's "Geek Love" and Proulx's "Brokeback Mountain" could easily start a riot. And just thinking about looking at Botticelli's nudes sends me into a frenzy.
Good work, Texas. You have saved us all from these dangerous people AND literacy. Kudos.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Why is John McCain still relevant in these political debates? We saw how he ran his campaign for the highest office in the country and who he chose as his running mate.
Senator McCain, you are both a joke and a hypocrite. I would pity you, but you're dangerous and unworthy of my sympathy. When you and your kind pass from this world, progress may once again be possible.