Friday, April 29, 2011

CBS and Katie Couric make history: Royal Wedding

And by "make history," I mean to say "make up history." What historical significance does this wedding have? None. It happened today. Let's give it a few months before doing a deep dive into its impact on world history, shall we?

Lunch at Kitchenette: Burger Week

Thanks to Twitter, I noticed that Kitchenette was serving burgers today. All hail Burger Week in San Francisco! The bf picked me up at work and we drove to the Dogpatch. First, let me say that parking was a nightmare. Is the 'patch blowing up? Does everyone park their extra cars here on the cheap?

But, we finally found a space and made our way to Kitchenette. Two Guacamole burgers, please. Then we waited, and waited, and waited. But this burger was worth it. I added some sriracha and dove in. Salty, juicy, spicy with sauce and jalapeños. Yum. If you have the chance, get over to Kitchenette and grab a burger.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Best burger in the Bay Area? Marlowe

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Unsolicited gifts at work: Foodzie!

I walked into my office this afternoon to find this simple, stylish box sitting on my table with a quick note scribbled on it. Foodzie?! I had just been talking to someone about it yesterday. Now, here was one of their boxes. Why, oh why, didn't I talk to someone about an Audi A3? Oh well, let's look inside.

Cute, huh? So far, I've tasted the ginger cookie (delicious) and the Thousand Layer cake (spongy and spicy). I can't wait to try the chips and mustard. As for Foodzie itself, I'm intrigued. Don't be surprised if a box shows up on your doorstep.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The cupcake craze has finally gone far enough: Cupcake Vodka!

It should be obvious by now that I think most things should be made of or include vodka, iced tea, or the tears of children. Imagine my delight when I discovered Cupcake Vodka. Flavors include Frosting, Original, Chiffon and Devil’s Food. And I'm pretty sure I'd rather have a shot of this than have to stand in line at some cutesy new neighborhood bakery with all organic ingredients and flavors like pomegranate-bay leaf or geranium-elderberry.

So, the next time you invite me over for pastries, I hope you'll be serving mine in a glass. Cheers!

Monday, April 25, 2011

Did anyone lose a filling from their tooth recently?

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If you ever need a $460,000 paperweight, just head to the Sierra Nevada foothills. We grow these things like potatoes out here. No, really. Sell your home, head west, and start the speculating! I want gold to reach $2000/oz before the summer's over.

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Sunday, April 24, 2011

I don't understand chairs in bathrooms

At Homeroom last night, I noticed this chair in the bathroom. Now, Homeroom isn't alone here. I've seen random chairs in other bathrooms. And I have to ask, "Why?"

When I'm in the bathroom, I neither want an audience nor need help. Neither am I typically so exhausted afterward that I need to sit down and rest. Perhaps I'm unusual, though. What do you guys think?

4505 Spicy Chicharrones

I discovered this basket of chicharrones at work and was compelled to eat one by a co-worker. Yes, they're high-class pork rinds. They are crunchy for the briefest of moments, then they begin to melt in your mouth and coat your tongue with their fatty goodness. The spicy hint comes later. I'm glad I tried one, but I need more crunch to be satisfied. Which reminds me, "Where are my Ruffles?!"

Jesus is risen--and coming to a sock near you

Now, when I read and see things like this, I have to admit that it doesn't instill the greatest confidence in me regarding religious people's ability to distinguish between random accidents and the miraculous. Nevertheless, happy Easter.

Easter? Happy Bunny!

He is risen. Now go eat some chocolate and put on a wig and DANCE!

Saturday, April 23, 2011

I don't want to be buried in a baby head cemetery

Larry Kramer in Salon

Interviewer:
Coming out of the play [The Normal Heart] last night, my friend and I both felt a perverse nostalgia for those early AIDS years we never lived through. They were obviously utterly terrifying and filled with sadness, but there's also something appealing about having this galvanizing issue to unite gay men. We don't have that as much now.

Larry: There are these issues now. It's just that you don't think of them as galvanizing, mainly because they're not so life and death. I cite marriage, although I'm sort of fed up with how long it's taken and I think we've gone about it the wrong way. I'm 76, and my partner is 64. I'll obviously die before he does, and the way the laws are written it's very hard to leave him anything of substance compared to what I have to leave. It all goes to taxes because we're not legally federally married and that's not fair, that's just not fair. You don't care about it at your age, but I care about it at mine, and there are a lot of older gays who should care about it as well. That should be a galvanizing issue. Anything that keeps us from being unequal should be galvanizing. I want what they have. I do. And everybody should. But again, people don't think that way.

Warning: New Chipotle burrito is evil!

I don't care how much gold foil they wrap this thing in, I'm not eating it.

As if I needed another reason to get Botox

It will make me care less--or be less empathetic. All hail the Apathetic Decade!

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Are you listening to Jessie J yet?

I watched this and wondered what my reaction would be if I heard someone singing like this in the MUNI tunnels. I hope I would stop and listen, too.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

I love wine, but...

If I'm going to spend $410 on wine-related activities, it's going to be on the actual wine--not the wine opener. Seriously, this opener should come with a case of wine.

Fake Baked Alaska

Dude, just stop.

Nightwalking in San Francisco

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After attending a memorial service and going to Olive for a drink, I walked through the Tenderloin to get to the subway. These two, dressed alike, caught my eye.

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The Only Way To Jump Rope

Monday, April 18, 2011

Analog Vs. Digital: Kindle Subscriptions Aren't Really Yours

From Gizmodo:

Consider this to be your dismaying PSA of the day: Apparently, if you're a Kindle owner with a magazine subscription, and you decide to stop subscribing, the back issues you previously downloaded are also lost—for good.

Look, I know it's easier to store gigabytes of data (aka books, magazines, and music) on some random device the size of a trade paperback book. But, do you really own those bits and bytes?

My books are mine. You'll have to pry them from my cold, dead, ink-stained hands. Who really owns your library?

Attacking Art: Piss Christ Vandalized In France

Andres Serrano's infamous photograph "Piss Christ" was attacked by some young French radicals recently.

On Palm Sunday morning, four people in sunglasses aged between 18 and 25 entered the exhibition just after it opened at 11am. One took a hammer out of his sock and threatened the guards with it. A guard grabbed another man around the waist but within seconds the group managed to take a hammer to the plexiglass screen and slash the photograph with another sharp object, thought to be a screwdriver or ice-pick. They also smashed another work, which showed the hands of a meditating nun.

The intersection of art and religion either leads to amazing works like the Pietà or a clash of ideas like this attack or the destruction of Buddhist statues in Afghanistan. I can only hope that we, as a species, can evolve to a point where all points of view are allowed, debated, discussed, and considered--but never summarily dismissed or diminished because they don't fit into one's particular worldview.

Until then, go enjoy some disruptive and disturbing art.

I'm pretty sure it's Wine O'clock

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Cheers. And happy Passover.

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Found In San Francisco's Mint Plaza: Voodoo Drawings

After brunch on Sunday, Rand, Caroline, and I went to the mall to check out Bloomingdale's and to pick up some Aveda shampoo. Then we decided to head over to Mint Plaza to hang out near Blue Bottle and the homeless and eat our gelato. As we walked over to sit on a ledge in front of 54 Mint, I noticed this little piece of Blair Witch memorabilia. The photo above is how I found it. Of course I had to check it out.

So, I moved the stone and looked at page one. What mad, crack-addled brain drew this stuff? And there was more.

Page two revealed a figure that surely will haunt my dreams. What scary demon are the Tenderloin homeless worshipping while we sleep? Caroline declared it to be voodoo, so we put it back as we found it, spun around three times and spat. Wish us luck and be sure to wear your crucifix/good luck charm/garlic necklace the next time you visit Mint Plaza.

It's Monday Again?!

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Trevor Was Born This Way

And I am thrilled for him. Kudos to the Apple customers and employees for letting him express himself and for not judging him for it. Rock on, Trevor.

Trusting The Internet

Learning how to evaluate sources of information was a large part of my graduate school education. Now you know why it's so important. Trust no one.

The Rich: Feel Their Pain

After watching the grotesque (and unfunny) excesses of "Sex and the City 2" last night, this cartoon hit home. Call me crazy for thinking the wealthy should have to pay to support the system and infrastructure that enabled them to amass their wealth. Having said that, I think my taxes are too high for a (legally) single person who doesn't own a car. Seriously, what is my impact on the country/state/city? Throw the singles a bone, Mr. Obama.

Junderpants: Jeggings Come To Men's Wear

I'm here to simultaneously beg your forgiveness for posting this photo and warn you of the impending end of Western civilization. Junderpants, ladies and gentlemen, are here. And they are hideous.

Are they actually denim or some faux denim cotton/spandex alien fabric created by Mervyn's and RonCo? Honestly, I don't want to know. I just want them to be gone.

Look away from the bulge. Look away!!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Goat Hill pizza: It's what's for dinner

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Half goat cheese, tomato and pesto and half Mediterranean with feta, red onions, spinach and chicken. I ate one piece of each. And now I'm fat. See you at the gym!

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Monday, April 11, 2011

Someone's day is about to go from zero to OMG

So, what did you do this weekend? I hope it didn't involve running naked down the 405.

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I enjoyed this little story about the naked guy running down the 405 in LA, but it makes me think that this "natural running" craze has gone too far. First, there were the grotesque "feet shoes." And now we have people really trying to get back to nature and feel the breeze along with the burn. Well, if you're going to do it, dude, go all the way. Lose the socks. By the way, you should come to SF where this behavior is condoned and encouraged. We call it "Bay to Breakers" or Thursday night.

Toodles!

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Saturday, April 9, 2011

The SF Giants get a championship ring

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In other news, millionaires probably pay an effective tax rate that is less than the typical middle-class American. Don't worry, though. We've got sports to distract us. Play ball! And go Giants!!

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Friday, April 8, 2011

If the pen is mightier than the sword

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Then it deserves a bandolier of its own. Get some great pens (or pencils), get your Moleskine, and get yourself one of these. Be the badass poet you always wanted to be.

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Monday, April 4, 2011

Friday, April 1, 2011

It's going to be a farewell filled with SF kitsch!



We're saying goodbye to Renee and Yasu tonight at none other than Harry Denton's Starlight Room. I'm going to drape myself in red velvet and cry into my martini. If you see me weeping in the corner, have the bartender make something delicious and send it my way.