Monday, January 31, 2011

Cuteness break: Iso takes a bath

Are you trapped in a blizzard, stuck in a K-hole, or just slowly merging into your couch? No matter. Just watch this and "Awwwww. . ." your way to sanity.

(Hmm, maybe I do need a dog.)

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Oprah went "WHAAAAAAT?!"

Saturday, January 29, 2011

A gift from @supertamsf

I was glowing a little, that sheen one gets from rushing, and Tami came to my rescue. I'll cherish it forever--or sell it on eBay. I mean, it does contain my sweat.

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Vodka and tonic: Under a microscope

I knew it was a beautiful thing, but I really had no idea. It's full of circles! Emerson would love this.

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Friday, January 28, 2011

I can't decide what to have for dinner

Perhaps this 2006 Ca' Del Solo Sangiovese will do. I remember getting it on a trip to Santa Cruz to watch my friend Renee run a half marathon. Ah exercise. So quaint. Cheers.

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From my friend who doesn't like the word "moist"

She said, "Seriously? Seriously?!"
Sorry Koko. It's real. And it's juicy.


I've seen the light. The Venti pales. Twenty ounces is an insult. I need 31 ounces of the Water of Life. The Trenta was made for iced tea.


Disclaimer: this posting was lost in the ether and I just rediscovered it. I first tasted Trenta while in Massachusetts in October 2010. I will always think of autumn on the east coast when I order a Trenta. Or when I have stomach surgery to correct my distended stomach.

On second thought, maybe I do want kids. . .

After watching this video, I felt that little tug inside, that maternal/paternal/suicidal tug that made me question my philosophy of being child-free. Sure, they bite your knees. Sure, they mess and scream and suck the life from your once vital corpse. But just listen to the music of their voices! Yes, it's true, I think I need to procreate.

Disclaimer: Everything written above is a lie! Children + Todd X.?! Never never never never never never. Now where's my cocktail?

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Monday, January 24, 2011

Tastes like chicken

Is Maury still on? If so, please don't let him know about my fear of grasshoppers and corked wine.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Slice: When model meets pizza [video]

Okay, I may not understand this piece of experimental fashion video art, but maybe I don't have to understand it. Maybe it's just about the pizza. Or the fence. Or the Metallica t-shirt that probably costs $800. If you have a religious experience while watching this, I hope you'll let me know in the comments.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

2008 Stag's Leap Karia Chardonnay

It's what's for dinner. Thanks Abby!!

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Feet aren't hands: Elevator etiquette

Let this be a lesson to those people who don't know how to properly operate an elevator. Use your hands, not your feet. You see, most of us will press this button with our fingers. But, you've just pressed it with your foot--the same foot that was walking through the streets of SF--the spittle-ridden, trash-strewn, vomit-addled streets. So, thank you. Thanks for letting me have the opportunity to touch the residue of these famous streets. I really appreciate it.

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Saturday, January 15, 2011

Cupcakes or bust!

These are totally cute birthday cupcakes, right?

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Homemade Pretzels & Beer Cheese

Renee made pretzels!! Don't they sell them at Whole Foods or something? This DIY craze has got to stop.

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Blair Witch Snowman

I have never seen any snowman as terrifying as this one. Seriously, I think it turned its head as I walked by. If I wake up tonight and it's sitting beside my bed, you will all hear the blood-curdling scream.

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The South will rise Truckee?

Um, what? Isn't this the snowy getaway for the liberal SF bay area? Weirdest thing I've seen in a while.

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A proper vessel for iced tea

Beth really 'gets' me. This was my birthday gift from her. Could it be more perfect? I love the orange and the double-walled insulatedness of it. Oh Copco glass, you and I are going to have some good times together. Thanks Beth!!

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Friday, January 14, 2011



Back off, Garfield. It's all mine. Can I get an "Amen" for birthday dinners?

Who wants salad?

I'm loving this bday stuff.

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So, 41 feels weird

Is it just me?

41 feels weird

Urban Daddy makes me hungry

This is from their latest email:

it all starts with you and your date enjoying free-flowing champagne in a suite before a scrub of cacao nibs and coconut milk (nothing exfoliates like cacao nibs). Once you’re properly primed, you’ll walk outside to the private garden for a leisurely hot cocoa soak before being finished off with a full-body massage using a chocolate-infused essential oil.

I like chocolate and all, but I'm not sure I want it rubbed into my special places. If you're interested, though, please ask for the dark chocolate.

It's going to be a very happy birthday

This is just for tonight, right?

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Happy birthday to me

I've never wanted 41 of anything.

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The Last Night of 40: Thoughts on the past year

It's the last night of my 40th year (if captured by the enemy, I will claim to be 35 max) and I'm reflecting on what 40 meant to me and what it means to the world. So, I'm off to Wikipedia. The Wiki entry for 40 is simultaneously maddening and intriguing. Yes, I know 40 isn't spelled "fourty." Do I need Wikipedia to tell me that? But, I didn't know that it was a pentagonal pyramidal number (and I still don't know what that means because I didn't click on the link).

Wikipedia also reminded me of the religious significance of 40: 40 days & 40 nights of rain, wandering for 40 years in the desert (couldn't anyone ask for directions?), Muhammad was forty when the archangel Gabriel made his revelation to him, and a man must be 40 to study the Kabbalah.

Then there are the really significant references to 40:
  • many distilled alcoholic beverages (such as vodka) contain approximately 40 percent alcohol by volume
  • in the name of WD-40, a spray lubricant 
  • the customary number of hours in a regular workweek in some Western countries. The song, "40 Hour Week (For a Livin')" by Alabama (as well as their album, 40-Hour Week), takes its name from the standard workweek length.
  • the M40 (field protective mask), a United States military gas mask
  • When nobody was looking, Lex Luther stole forty cakes. He stole forty cakes. That's as many as four tens. And that's just terrible.
For me, though, it boils down to an amazing year that I won't soon forget. I began the year with amazing friends in an amazing place. I'm missing you this January, Big Island. At the same time, I was also mourning the passing of my only nephew, but I asked Pele to watch over him.

I invented the word "timeshafted," got a little obsessed with Taylor Lautner and his 18th birthday, was SHOCKED to learn that Ricky Martin was gay, heard about Starbucks' new Trenta (and had one many months later in Massachusetts), drank a little, ate a little, didn't buy an iPad, learned how to recycle, and went to Santa Cruz for the annual half marathon pilgrimage.

I got to visit with my friend Shannon from Seattle, moved in with the BF, lived to see Harvey Milk get a holiday, visited Alcatraz for the first time, escaped Bieber Fever, saw Andy Bell at SF Pride, got an iPhone 4, and ate and drank more.

I attended an amazing French and Persian wedding, heard something about an oil spill, got a promotion, drove to LA for a fabulous birthday party with hats, gay retreated, bought poetry, discovered my favorite color, ate a little more (why hello Zero Zero!), wrote about water, went to my first gay wedding in Boston, went to Boston for the first time, and touched Walden Pond.

I went to Missouri for Thanksgiving, watched, lived, breathed, obsessed over the Giants winning the World Series, breathlessly watched Congress repeal "Don't Ask, Don't Tell," and ended the year with Xmas in Tahoe and New Year's Eve in the city.

I will begin 41 with friends again--because I'm lucky. We're going to Tahoe to celebrate my birthday over a long weekend with a fireplace, games and wine. In between, I might read a little and practice my Fauxetry. I hope you all have a fantastic weekend and, when you reach this ripe old age (or look back on it fondly--yes, I'm looking at you), I hope you too have as much fun as I am.

Here's to a couple more Forties--at least. Aloha.


Wednesday, January 12, 2011

My "Emergency Exit" series continues

I love the light and textures in this hallway. I hope no one ever catches me taking photos. Awkward...

3:10 AM -- Slavin it out

As seen in the Mission Bay neighborhood in SF. Get to bed, you hoodlums! 3:10 AM is too late to be out and about. And stay off my lawn!!

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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Zinfandel, mon amour

For every other day, there's Lowenbrau. Tonight deserves this 2007 Sausal Family Zin. I'm pairing it with a slightly spicy Tuscan white bean and sausage soup. Cold weather begone!


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Friday, January 7, 2011

Republican Viagra: Defense Secretary Robert Gates wants to cut it off!

Can you feel the swelling? Defense Secretary Robert Gates wants to cut this EFV program. I think he's going to make some enemies on the hill. Nobody puts baby* in a corner.

*Baby, in this case, is the Pentagon and the military-industrial complex. Oh, and Republican penises.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

What's up with the new Starbucks logo? And what does the future hold?


Starbucks is rolling out a bold interesting new remake of their iconic logo. After 20 years, the coffee giant has decided to fiddle with the brand. In this new version, the words "Starbucks Coffee" no longer appear. Add to this a few missing design elements and a monotone color choice, and you end up with the new logo above. I think you'll agree when I say that a resounding "Meh" was heard around the world.

But, others have noticed an intriguing trend in the evolution of Starbucks' logo: magnification. That being said, I give you the past, present, and future of the Starbucks logo. I await the green dot with a full glass of iced tea. Won't you join me?

future starbucks

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Please don't tickle me, Elmo

Just biting my nails, or a Renegade Soundwave from my past

She came up to me and she said, "Catch you later, baby, I've got to split. I've got to have it. I just can't quit."

Do you remember this song?!! If not, listen and learn. This song rocked, rocks, will rock.