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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Egg on toast

I love that when I eat my eggs,
over speak-easy atop my mother's bread,
my conical eating pattern engages.

Curl in from the outside
leave the center yolk for last
rummage in the yellow with corner pieces.

Even if my fork gets careless
and rakes the egg from its starch mattress,
it fits back like a puzzle and the pattern continues.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

At the request of

It seems that sometimes, the world in its worldly ways implies a consensus. Not twice but four times this week it has been requested that I post more to this blog than I have for the past, oh, I don't know...year.

And so at the bequest of such a request I shall not rest lest I invest and nest my time elsewhere.

I spent my time today thinking about an idea floated by one of Nick's deans. "The world will be run by right-brained people...story-telling is the frame of the future."

Of course, my grey-brained interpretation of this was the imagining of a right-brained doctor prodding me to visualize antibiotics instead of take them. But I fought the urge and instead embraced the idea.

Blogs. Websites. Marketing campaigns. Politics. News. Twitter. The gathering of information is exactly as Eddie Izzard describes: 70% is how you look, 20% is how you say it, 10% is what you actually say. As a species obsessed with stories and living vicariously through shared human experience, the very act of telling the story is 90% of belief. While based on the philosophy of a stand-up-comic, I won't disagree there have been times the 10% of what is actually said has been superfluous.

Right-brained people tell you a story. Left-brained people analyze stories. Combined, a series of fact-checking occurs which hopefully rights the ship; keeps analogy tame.

For some reason, in the past couple years, analyzing has become a minority role. Instead, in times of war and recession, we hold tightly our stories. Tell me, who is the biggest loser? The utmost idol? Does a balloon boy fly or health care die in any other environment? Entrenched in fear and the defensive, we cling to stories and wade through difficulty pulling as many others onto an emotional life-raft as best we can.

The art and scripture of the right-brain is a ruling class. The only way to join is to tell your own story.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Hi, I'm Tech Savvy

Dear Customer,

Next time you think about calling someone a "geek" or a "nerd," realize that in a world that is becoming increasingly technical, your inability to back up your precious pictures of your cat puts you at the lower end of the employment food-chain when it comes to demanded skills.

Take special note that when I'm fixing your shit because you fucked it up, I'm not a geek, I'm tech savvy.

And a friendly reminder--you're being outsourced.

<3
Me

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Roses are like People

Not for how they lithely grow

or fade, die, and fall apart as varied as the passing of each day,

nor for their sustenance

and the way they drink in and blossom, 

yawning in the mid afternoon.


It is not their defenses,

for no rose thorns compare to the stone walls

of a person broken completely.


Nor is it for their colors--

they grow side by side in concert,

dancing in the same breeze

bowing and swaying, 

roots grasping and mingling.


It is not their uniqueness,

for roses know better

than to focus on themselves.


Roses, like people, are cut down

sliced and pruned to fit the vase,

plucked and bound to be perfect-

sacrificed at the cost of another's love.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Har Har

Monday, September 29, 2008

W.

Band of Horses



Monday, September 22, 2008

Here we go again...

Started at Apple again today. That's about all I have to say about that. 


My parents are gone for about a week and a half. It's wonderful. I just needed my own space for a bit. Now I just have to keep the plants and the cat alive. The cat which doesn't like people.

Stupid cat. His name is Macintosh. You think I'd be able to find peace with him. 

Things are weird. Weird weird weird. Like milk that is not good but not quite bad. But it still tastes off. 

Life tastes funny right now.


Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Because I like Coak's thinking...

1. Venison - yes, tasty
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros
4. Steak tartare
5. Crocodile: Tried this in Kenya. Muy tasty
6. Black pudding: I've actually made this a few times.
7. Cheese fondue: First time I had it was in Chamonix France. Amazing stuff.
8. Carp: Yarp
9. Borscht: Engorched.
10. Baba ghanoush: I also love me some Lebanese. I think it's eggplant. Or something like that.
11. Calamari: Great Stuff.
12. Pho: Sata encouraged me to eat this one. It was pho good.
13. PB&J sandwich: Never, actually. Go to hell, Jelly. I've had at least 10,000 PB sandwiches
14. Aloo gobi: Don't even know what it is
15. Hot dog from a street cart: I've got the hepatitis to prove it! (j/k...or am I.)
16. Epoisses: Sounds inappropriate. And if I have, I wouldn't tell.
17. Black truffle: Ground over pasta. Wonderful flavor.
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes: Plum wine. I would say that I'm a fan.
19. Steamed pork buns: These are incredible. And the color inside is so vibrant. Yum yum yum.
20. Pistachio ice cream: My brother likes it. I think it's crap.
21. Heirloom tomatoes: Made a pasta dish with them just last night. Not a big whole tomato fan though.
22. Fresh wild berries: Nope. Not a big fruit fan. Weird textures and pops and tarts and things.
23. Foie gras: No, but I really need to get on the boat with this one.
24. Rice and beans: Cucas.
25. Brawn, or head cheese: Sounds brutal. Nope.
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper: Maybe on my death bed.
27. Dulce de leche: Mmmm yesss.
28. Oysters: I just had oysters with my dad tonight. Loves me some oysters.
29. Baklava: Amanda's Response: "Pretty good. Not a big fan of food that flakes though." You are effing crazy, Amanda. Flaky food is the best ever.
30. Bagna cauda:No idea
31. Wasabi peas: I love these. Crunch and spice. Woot.
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl: Yeah, I've had this at a Giant's game and also from that bread place that starts with a "b" and ends with French jumbly.
33. Salted lassi: "What's that? Jimmy fell down a well? Time to cook you then." Never had it.
34. Sauerkraut: Yay. Good.
35. Root beer float: I'm 50/50 on it. On a vacation, great. As an option, no thanks.
36. Cognac with a fat cigar: I never felt older at the tender age of 21.
37. Clotted cream tea: No. Gross. No.
38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O shot: So many. Still don't like them.
39. Gumbo: I done gone had me some tasty gumbo.
40. Oxtail: Nope.
41. Curried goat: I would if it were more readily available.
42. Whole insects: Does a crayfish count? Because that's probably as close as I'll get.
43. Phaal: Fail.
44. Goat’s milk: It's really good!
45. Single malt whisky: Yeah, I went on a whisky trip Jr. Year.
46. Fugu: Never had it in Japan. Should though.
47. Chicken tikka masala: Could live on it.
48. Eel: My favorite sushi has eel.
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut: Classic. Haven't had one in a long time though.
50. Sea urchin: Indeed. Tasty.
51. Prickly pear: Fruit again...probably never.
52. Umeboshi: Nah.
53. Abalone: Love it.
54. Paneer: Kind of vague, but yes, I love it.
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal: I have never ever had a big mac meal. Or a big mac for that matter.
56. Spaetzle: I made my mom make this for me in the 4th grade and have had it many times since.
57. Dirty gin martini: Yes. Disgusting. Gin. Eff you.
58. Beer above 8% ABV: 19%. Straight from the barrel. Long Live Bailey's Tap Room 1 Year Anniversary on Aug 2, 2008
59. Poutine: Nope. Maybe never. I do want to live until 30.
60. Carob chips: Nope
61. S’mores: Incredible. I'd like...well, you get it.
62. Sweetbreads: Yup yup
63. Kaolin: Nope
64. Currywurst: Nope, but it sounds good.
65. Durian: Nope
66. Frogs’ legs: Yes! Tasty.
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake:I've had them all. And they all make me so happy and so sick.
68. Haggis: Woot Woot yes.
69. Fried plantain
70. Chitterlings, or andouillette
71. Gazpacho: It's good. Meh.
72. Caviar and blini:
73. Louche absinthe
74. Gjetost, or brunost
75. Roadkill: stfu.
76. Baijiu
77. Hostess Fruit Pie: Won't ever. It's that whole fruit thing.
78. Snail: Yes. and I liked it.
79. Lapsang souchong: At Typhoon in Portland!
80. Bellini: Nope
81. Tom: Love it
82. Eggs Benedict: I tried these in redlands once and was very happy..
83. Pocky: I remember trading with Charles Fang to try some of his pocky in elementary school..
84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant
85. Kobe beef: Kobe Beef Burger with Duck Fried Pomme Frittes.
86. Hare: I am a huge hare fan. Had it on my last birthday and was incredibly impressed.
87. Goulash
88. Flowers: Yea, I don't know if they were the edible kind though.
89. Horse: Yes. Raw.
90. Criollo: I'm not sure. This is also a type of horse. I don't think I had this type of horse though
91. Spam: Indeed. American Classic.
92. Soft shell crab: In the top 5 seafood list.
93. Rose harissa
94. Catfish: Tasty!
95. Mole poblano: You live in Southern California and...
96. Bagel and lox: One of my fave breakfasts. Really amanda? You haven't had this?
97. Lobster Thermidor
98. Polenta: Yup yup!
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee
100. Snake

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Ahh Danville

Maaaade it. Weird to be home. I forget what ridiculous and fun people Danville friends are. Gotta get out and apply for stuff and things. 


Went on a date last week in Portland and she taught me a great word that I would say sums up the last couple days. Saudade. It's a new favorite.