Funnily enough, I find myself craving gingerale now. I know “Brilliant!” is Guiness’s schtick, but I think the use of these 1950s illustrations to make hilarious commercials deserves a “Brilliant!”. And a toast, with a Jack and Ginger, or something equally Schwepps-tastic.
Yearly Archives: 2009
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And my brain continues at a snail’s pace. My past week+ has been taken up with a nervous stomach over Milo, and the ups and downs a parent might feel. First, worried about his surgery (torn ACL). Followed by happy that he was coming home. Followed by worry that he […]
Apparently this is a popular title for me. I saw this commercial last night and my first thought was “Island of Misfit Toys!!!”. I always loved this part, partially because of the polka-dotted elephant. I should make myself one. Then I saw the iPhone come in, and the rest of […]
Actually, who even knew French poetic realism existed? I harbor an affinity for Casablanca, and Pèpè le Moko might be even better than Casablanca. Last night we decided to do dinner and a movie, but we didn’t think we had any Moroccan-themed movies (actually, we were right). Inspired by the […]
It’s Friday, and I think I just blew some snot into my caffè. Gross. Oh well, I guess that will just give it a slightly salty flavor. I’m readying myself for another weekend with a long to-do list, which I’m sure I won’t get through. In fact, most of the […]
It seems I’m in a D mood lately. Dependency, dreaming, domestication… DDD. This morning I had a realization how dependent I’ve become. I was thinking of going for a run or a bike ride, or both. I thought a bike ride on the trail would be nice, but I would […]
This picture posted on Flickr inspired me for the outdoor dining space. Of course, I don’t have enough room for all of those beautiful umbrellas, and Raju might kill me if I paint the side of the house (ala one of those HGTV shows we watched once upon a time, […]
It feels like a Monday, even though it is Tuesday. The first day back to work after a long weekend is always bleh, but the first day back after spending the weekend cleaning is even more bleh. It feels like there was no break, no special day off. Oh well, […]
This site sooooo reminds me of my early voodoo series. Devaney’s Hell The inspiration for studies in Voodoo
This weekend I was finally able to recapture that feeling I had in Manihi, that feeling of freedom, wind in my hair, propelling myself forward at a fast clip by only the power of my own two legs. That feeling of riding a bike. Three years ago (three!!) I wrote […]