Thanksliving

Dudes and dudettes of the virtual world, what is up? As for me, I'm back east for a jiffy as I prepare to celebrate my most favoritest (close enough to being a word) holiday: Thanksgiving. For reference I looked back at my last two Thanksgiving-related postings because I just knew I'd have them. I have to say, last year the relevancy of this post was pretty low, but I think I really got it right two years ago with this holiday recipe.

At the close of last year's post I said that Thanksgiving combines the five f's, and then proceeded to list only four. Well shit, I'd amend it, but I hate editing (even though I have worked as an editor). Now that I've used the s-word there perhaps I can add foul language as the fifth f. After all, not everyone loves their family, and Thanksgiving can be a calamitous occasion. So right, I can be thankful that is not the case with my own. Blah blah blah...

So yes, I am not going to bother to add much more in this post because I have been writing a crapton lately and I can't think of too much meaningful to add...except this Camera Obscura video because I have been digging this album lately. Once the weather turns chilly these guys and, for much longer, Belle and Sebastian get a lot more play. Haunting, soothing voices, soft melodies, whiskey, sweaters, blankets...pretty good.



Have yourselves a merry little Thanksgiving...

Friday the 13th: The Gathering Storm

Happy Friday the 13th everyone. I don't actually keep track of how frequently Fridays the 13th (Friday the 13ths?) occur, but I do know this is at least the second of 2009. Usually Friday the 13th isn't anything all that special aside from the standard triskaidekaphobia and potential launch dates for the next Jason slasher. Our last Friday the 13th takes us way back to March. So much and so little could be said to have occurred since then, but mostly I am wondering why I am writing this as if I am a shitty disc jockey.

In other news, holy fucking shit. I was browsing the library's online catalog yesterday and what should finally be available but book 12 in the mothertruckin' Wheel of Time series. All of you excited bastards can buy it here.


Cover art: amazing[ly embarrassing] as always

As someone trying to do a little writing here and there and struggling to spew out a fledgling 50,000 word novel[la], this dude makes me look like an invalid. Posthumous publication of the ending of this series is likely to hit a whopping 685,000 words. I can't wait ( I can totally wait) to sink my teeth into this. I might just wait until all three are released so that I might finally resolve what's going down with Rand Al' Thor and the boys. The Dragon, it appears, is somewhat reborn.

Speaking of dragons, or at least beasts, Lance Armstrong qualifies:


What a garage was really built for.


I would fear hitting myself in the nuts.


Looking insane...


And more insane...

Conclusion: Lance Armstrong, drug cheat or not, is like intercourse while camping:


In tents!


Lastly, it really deserves its own post (or Kellogg's or General Mills...tap that cymbal...), but I've been loving the shit out of this Encyclopedia of cereal. All of their content is amazing, but I've pegged a few favorites:

• Quisp cereal

• Buckwheats

• Rice Krinkles and their racist mascot So-Hi.

Just a reminder of how epic shit used to be. The ads for these cereals are miniature stories and TV series in their own right. You weren't just eating breakfast, you were eating history. Until next time...