Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Snacks of Eighty Five Degree Weather
Friday, April 24, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Online JournalSnack
I just rediscovered my OpenDiary from high school. WHOA. It's pretty rough to revisit! Also hilarious!
I have always been a fiend of the online journaling persuasion. I jumped from the OpenDiary (2001-2005? Okay so apparently I wrote an entry or two in college. Woof.) to a blog entitled "It's a Great Day for Baseball," (2002-2006) which still has a URL but for some reason you cannot see any of the backlogged entries. And then I went from that into livejournal (2003-2009), which still very much exists, although I don't write in it very much at all.
I wish I remembered some of those passwords! I want to like bring all of the private and public entries together and bind them into a book to give my hormonal teenage daughter as proof that she's not, nor ever was, the Only One Who Feels This Way.
And No, I will not provide links to you.
(me and my brother circa 2004, eating at P.F. Chang's)
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
My Week, In Really Big PictureSnacks
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Apu Snack
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Casablancsnack
I wish I could appropriately nickname someone Humphy. Also I wish I talked like Peter Lorre.
(I only posted this because I wanted to have another post I could tag under "Riiiick")
Unlikely Pairsnacks
Who knew Neil Young and Rick James had a band back in the day?
My dad did!
Labels:
Neil Young Blows My Mind,
Parents,
Riiiiick,
YouTube
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Black Canyon Snackies
Things:
-an old tonic bottle
-a phonograph
-some twiney webs
-a rocking chair
-a cake
-a corncob pipe
-candles
-a lock box
A dream song:
Labels:
Arizona,
Black Canyon City,
Me,
My Scribbles,
Neil Young Blows My Mind,
Signs,
Summer Jamz,
Tiny Things,
YouTube
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Estro-Snack
Is anyone as excited to watch How Stella Got Her Groove Back as I am right now?
Update: That movie was so much better in theory than practice...
Sunil Snack
A recent text war between myself and my friend Sunil
Sunil: fred astaire.
Jaclyn: “Cant sing. Cant act. Can dance a little.”
Sunil: triple threat.
Jaclyn: Triple X.
Sunil: triple h.
Jaclyn: Big Ed’s Gas Farm.
Sunil: coldfoot, ak.
Jaclyn: Harry and the Hendersons
Sunil: joan jett.
Jaclyn: Blues traveler
Sunil: the original house of blues.
Jaclyn: House on haunted hill.
Sunil: cbgb omfug.
Jaclyn: U g l y u aint got no alibi u ugly. Yeah yeah u ugly.
Sunil: cousins on maternal side.
Jaclyn: Aka browntown
Sunil: from downtown!
Jaclyn: Clowntown, CA
Sunil: you’re gonna die, clown!
Jaclyn: How now, brown clow?
Sunil: the secret of nimh.
Jaclyn: The great mouse detective
Sunil: the great steak escape.
Jaclyn: Escape to witch mountain
Sunil: it takes two.
Jaclyn: Sydney Carton
Sunil: it’s a far, far better thing that i do than i have ever done. It’s a
far, far better rest that i go to than I have ever known.
Jaclyn: So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly
into the past
Sunil: non-fat foods.
Labels:
Arizona,
Me,
Pop Tarts?,
Sunil,
What Up High School??
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Snacking on NY Times Goat Quotes
The following quotes are some of the best I could find in one of the weirdest New York Times articles I've ever read, How I Learned to Love Goat Meat by Henry Alford.
"When New York Magazine proclaimed eating goat a 'trendlet' last summer, one reader whote on the magazine's website, 'Here are white people again!!!! Acting like they invented goat meat!' "
***
"I'd liked the flavor of the meat, equidistant as it was from lamb and beef. But when my teeth wrangled a particularly tough piece of meat that was shield-shaped and curved and slightly rubbery, I had the distinct impression that I had bitten into the cup of a tiny bra."
***
"Scavengers, they are falsely accused of eating tin cans. Their unappetizing visage is simultaneously dopey and satanic, like a Disney character with a terrible secret. Their chin hair is sometimes prodigious enough to carpet Montana. Chaucer said they 'stinken.' "
***
"...a friend asked me, 'Is it gay meat?" Confused, I said, 'There's nothing gay about it at all.' She explained, 'No, I said is it gamey?"
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"In both dishes, the meat is as tender as a Jennifer Aniston movie."
fotografia courtesy of NYTimes.com
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