Thursday, June 30, 2011

Want: Zafirro Iridium razor

I can't handle those cheap Gillette razors anymore. I need a $100,000 razor. This face deserves it.

I touched Boo the dog, and he liked it



Just look at that face! Now look at the dog.

Boo <3's me. It's soooo obvious.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Patxi's delivers?! It's pizza time!

This is the most amazing thing I've learned today. Dear pepperoni and mushroom pizza, get in my belly.

I'm working hard at #SHRM11

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Or hardly working! Seriously, after a full day of listening to people talk about HR issues, I deserve this. Ok, I always deserve this. Wish me luck!

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Tuesday, June 28, 2011

She is risen! Princess Di (or is that un-Di now?) on the cover of Newsweek

I get it. This will catch attention and maybe sell magazines. And Diana isn't a sacred cow that we can't discuss and/or appropriate for whatever purpose we want. But.

It's just tasteless. And dumb. She's dead. She wasn't there. And she would NEVER wear that hat.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Staying hydrated at #SHRM11

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Yes, I'm in Vegas for THE national HR convention. Don't be too jealous. Actually, do. These people are passionate and they rock. And if you're not nice, they WILL have you fired. Cheers!

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Friday, June 24, 2011

Oh, Boo the dog is here today?

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I couldn't hear you over that mad man screaming about Top Pot doughnuts. DOUGHNUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Big celebrity in the office today!

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Yes, it's Boo. And he wants you to buy his new book. I wonder if he'll let me pet him. I'm rubbing my hands with ham just to be sure.

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But he loves some things more than others

I'm voting for the plant. I'm pretty sure this god-person is a hipster vegan. So he or she likes plants or puppies the most.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Precious, precious caffeine

Here's a cute video on coffee and its deliciously addictive properties.

Remember when flying was classy? Well, toss that memory out of your head thanks to US Airways

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Jill Tarlow has amazing luck, but she needs a better camera or a steadier hand. On her June 9th US Airways flight from Fort Lauderdale, FL, to Phoenix, AZ, she managed to snap this shot of a man wearing a natty little outfit normally sported in boudoirs or Polk Street in SF (hi Dad!). Of course, it's raised a ruckus around the unequal treatment for drag queens vs. young African-American men wearing saggy pajama bottoms, and US Airways are being accused of discrimination.

It's not discrimination, folks. It's fashion and safety. The guy above is hot, hot, hot. You don't mess with that level of sass. And can you see those shoes? If a flight attendant tried to make him cover up, she'd have to be wearing Kevlar to protect her from those stilettos. I fully support her act of self-preservation.

Bon voyage!

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Saturday, June 18, 2011

Too tired to finish the wine: My NYC trip in brief

Here is the evidence of my crime. I confess. I didn't finish this bottle of wine. Now, in my defense, I didn't open it, but I still feel somehow responsible. Forgive me. It was a long day.

My whirlwind trip to NYC created much carnage, but I hope this is the last of it. I landed at JFK at 11:30pm and departed the next day at 7:30pm (after an hour and a half delay). My highlights were...oh, none. I saw my hotel room (with a view of the Empire State Building--yawn), parts of TriBeCa as I walked 15 minutes to a meeting the next morning, another nice hotel cafe and meeting room, and an office. The day was capped off with a 1 1/2 hour drive back to JFK in the pouring rain, a mildly awful meal at someplace misnamed the Soho Bistro (it had aspects of neither of these two descriptors), and then another hour and a half delay on the tarmac.

In all, I was on a plane for 12 hours, slept for about 3 of the 7 hours I spent in my hotel, and worked for another 7 hours, with an extra 2.5 hours of taxi time added on for good measure.

Your honor, I plead temporary insanity. I won't let it happen again.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Soylent green isn't people; it's sewage mud [The Future]

Every so often, I get a glimpse of the future or the true nature of humanity, and I am horrified. These Japanese scientists have discovered a method to transform human waste--the aforementioned sewage mud--into a kind of meat-like product. Poop steaks, if you will. The bacteria of this sludge provides most of the protein for this future ground chuck, and I'm sure a generous dash of Worcestershire sauce wouldn't hurt either. Watch the video and see them make meat. Meat from feces. Yay science.

Are we really so desperate that our scientists and engineers have to focus their energies on such horror-inspiring projects since they clearly know we're doomed and/or running out of food and non-poop-based foodstuffs? Apparently so.

But, I'm here to say that I refuse to eat fecal food. I will eat Vienna sausages before I eat doodoo dogs, turd tartar, or, well, you get the idea. It's my culinary/dietary line in the sand.

I am curious to see what Nopa could do with this stuff, though.

Bon appetit!

Farewell TriBeCa

It was a brief journey to NYC this time, and I did not get to try one of these tacos. In fact, I've barely eaten at all or done anything but sit in a hotel or office. But, it's always fun to visit this slightly dingy, crowded, exciting, colorful, oddly charming, and humid neck of the woods. Until next time.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Respect must be paid to this baby tortoise

He will probably outlive us all. Unless, of course, we start working harder on poisoning and boiling the oceans. Take that, baby tortoise!!

What can't we transplant nowadays?

Did anyone else read about these fecal transplants? Sign up today to be a poop donor!

Friday, June 10, 2011

New York Post zinger for Anthony Weiner

Touché.

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I'm sorry, Tony. I had to post it. I'm still on your side, though.

John Daly #1 and #2

Here's to National Iced Tea Day!

Please note that there are two lemons in drink #2.

It's National Iced Tea Day (if you're an amateur, that is)

Every day is Iced Tea Day here at IT&S, so a national holiday around the drink that fills my veins, while charming, hardly seems necessary. It's like that family relative who doesn't need an excuse to have a cocktail or two (or ten) who hates New Year's Eve because it's like amateur night.

In the interest of keeping things interesting (and as a nod to our favorite aforementioned relative), let's add some alcohol to this holiday and make it a party. Now, I don't like sweet tea. I prefer my tea bitter, like my heart. But, there's nothing wrong with an Arnold Palmer once in a while: 1/2 iced tea, 1/2 lemonade (a little sour, not too sweet). It's a good way to mix it up on a hot day. But, it's after 5pm, folks, so let's stop kidding around.

Go to the cupboard and get the good vodka. Now, when no one is looking, pour a little into your Arnold Palmer. Then pour a little more. Now you have a John Daly. So grab your glass, grab your golf clubs, and go hit an alcohol-tinged hole-in-one in honor of John Daly, iced tea, and holidays around the world.

Cheers!

John Daly recipe
2 oz vodka (don't even THINK about using the cheap stuff)
2 oz lemonade (organic, fresh-squeezed? Hell, pour it from a plastic jug for all I care, but it can't be too sweet)
2 oz tea (delicious, life-affirming, bitter black tea, please)

Mix ingredients with ice, strain into an iced-filled glass, and garnish with a lemon if you desire. If you're feeling extra adventurous, add some mint. Go wild!!

On the Tracy Morgan debacle and his weak apology

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“Words have consequences and Morgan should be held to a higher standard. Until he does something meaningful, his brand will remain tarnished.”

-- Fred Sainz, HRC

I couldn't agree more.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

To Cut or Not To Cut: That is the Question in San Francisco's Circumcision Debate

If you watch CNN or read the news, you may have heard that San Francisco is the latest city to deal with anti-circumcision legislation. Ultimately, I think it's wrong for parents to mutilate their male children without the children's consent. I think that circumcision is more tolerated because it is more common. But that doesn't make it right. However, I am loathe to have the government dictate this (yes, I said "dicktate"). I would prefer that this argument be won logically and that minds be changed with information instead of legislation. There is no great holocaust that requires government intervention. Circumcised guys will be just fine and their lives won't be ruined.

The best part of this whole political debacle, however, is the type of participation and conversation it generates, especially from our online citizens. I couldn't resist reading the comments on CNN's story. I hope you enjoy my contribution to this particular comment thread.



As for the CNN article I linked to above (video here), I have to say that the author's arguments are absurd. Take this brilliant reason to perform unwarranted, unnecessary surgery:
Besides being an important aspect of some religions, circumcisions improve hygiene, which is effective in limiting urinary tract infections and the transference of STDs. And speaking of sex, having a circumcised penis saves the young man of the potential embarrassment of having a new partner look at his nude body and say "What in the hell is wrong with your... penis."
The author seems to think that a socially-constructed aesthetic is a legitimate reason to perform surgery without consent. What the hell is wrong with your. . . thinking? I weep for this country some times.

Top 5 most disgusting things I've seen on the streets of San Francisco

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1. Those dental floss picks. Who is flossing their teeth on the streets?! I see them everywhere.
2. Condoms. This is almost too easy to have in the top five. So, how about the time I saw a woman have a bowel movement on Gough Street? Yeah, human excrement. That's better than condoms.
3. Random globs of phlegm. Carry a tissue or swallow it. I don't care which, but don't make me step in your mucous. Seriously, this grosses me out more than just about anything.
4. The remnants of the burst balloon that some little monster threw at me from his or her window once. This was disgusting for another reason and was the moment I became truly anti-children.
5. Bloody junkie tissues probably take the cake, though.

Happy Tuesday! Don't forget to look down as your walking!

Saturday, June 4, 2011

The Wind-Up Bird Preludes: Literature inspires music

Ryan Anthony Francis has hit upon an interesting idea: interpreting literature through music. I'm not sure it's successful as an analytical tool, but inspiration leading to interpretation in one's preferred artistic medium makes sense to me. Nice work, Ryan.

So far, this is my favorite track.

Wind-Up Bird Preludes : Goodbye by Vicky Chow

Want: Weber outdoor fireplace

Oh, and a backyard in which to use it. Thanks Santa!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

It's the beginning of Gay Pride Month: Don't be a bigot

Can't wake up and have money to "burn"? Try the Shredder Clock!



How is this for the Alarm Clock of the Future? Endorsed by the anti-Suze Orman, the Shredder Clock will destroy whatever you put inside it that's what she said unless you wake up and manually turn off the alarm. Essentially, this is the Republican Social Security Plan. Brilliant, huh?

And, no snoozing, lazy butt. It's either get up or lose your annual bonus or the baby's birth certificate or your Muni FastPass. I think this would be perfect for my friend Shannon who used to keep three alarm clocks with staggered alarm times in various positions around her bedroom to make sure would actually get up. Alas, Shannon, this doesn't exist yet, so you'll have to be content with this until someone in China reads this and makes a million of them. Sweet dreams!