Le petit théâtre du foyer: Cendrillon
In ash and in cinder she sleeps by the hearth as sparks turn to flame in her dreams.
Eggers On Authenticity
Great response to what is definitely a tiresome question:
You actually asked me the question: “Are you taking any steps to keep shit real?” I want you always to look back on this time as being a time when those words came out of your mouth.
You said “Til death do us part”. You’re not dead yet.
2010 California Marriage Protection Act
Safeguarding marriage from the evils of divorce
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I finished NaNoWriMo a day early. From this month spent writing everyday whatever came to mind as fast as I could type, I hope to have new posts to remembery and RICK ruminating and some “artful” submissions to some places some of us frequent. I ran the marathon, y’all! I could just bust out bawlin’.
Entertain Me Lest I Swat Thee 2
One Room Living At Its Finest
Not much to say about this really other than I really like it and wanted to share it with my friends. It’s from my last trip to Crete and it was the most delightful room, full of voices and spirits.
Holiday Jewelry Commercials in Need of New Copy
Diamond Dick opens the little box; she shows the weakness he likes and reaches for him, leading with the puppies he bought for her last year–and the recession is over.
Captions?
The New Luby’s Prototype
The new Luby’s prototype elevates the cafeteria experience with an upscale design and open floor plan. The restaurant’s exterior incorporates limestone, wood and stucco to invoke the appeal of the Texas Hill Country. A vaulted entrance guides customers through the center of the dining room to the serving line. An open-view kitchen provides enhanced visibility and ambiance, while oversized windows surrounding the dining room present an abundance of natural light.
This “next generation” cafeteria offers a more contemporary look and feel with upscale features that include granite surfaces, exposed wood ceilings, terrazzo floors and cherry wood walls. The restaurant also features a covered seating area on the outdoor patio.
An elevated cafeteria experience is no longer a cafeteria experience.
The new Luby’s prototype is no longer a Luby’s.
Adam and Eve being electrocuted at the Playboy Mansion
On Thanksgiving Day we played a game called “Who? What? Where?” Each player draws three cards, a “who”, a “what”, and a “where”, and attempts to draw a picture depicting the random scene. The goal is to get the other players to correctly identify the who, what and where. The image above is the contribution of one of the younger players, a 13 year-old. After each player guessed the 13 year-old admitted she only knew what the “what” was.
Note the boy outside the mansion, playing.
One more for the road
I’ll be away a few days
I wanted to leave you with this:
Luby’s Closing 8 Dallas-Fort Worth Cafeterias
Just days after posting a $23 million loss, Houston-based Luby’s said it is closing eight of its 21 cafeteria locations in North Texas.
The chain will shutter four locations in Tarrant County (South Arlington, Bedford, Grapevine and Fort Worth), three in Dallas and one in Denton.
This is distressing news.
More later.
Bacon Cup!
Recetas de la familia de productos SPAM®
Deron, are you still in the mood for Mexican?
Disfruta la experiencia de saborear las recetas de la familia de productos SPAM®: Spaghetti Blanco con SPAM®, SPAM® Guisado con Arroz, Tortas SPAM®, Huevos SPAMCHEROS®, Enchiladas SPAM®, SPAMJITAS®, Taquitos SPAM®, SPAMTADS®, Burritos de desayuno SPAM®, Tacos de SPAM®, y Quesadillas SPAM®.
dear clusterflock
What are you eating?
For Phil
Happy Thanksgiving from the colonies.
That’s it.
I’m moving to New Zealand.
(Via @thebookdesigner)
Google Wave invites
Update: Since David Lawson has already built a proper website to handle this process, I hereby recommend that you swap Wave invitations over there instead of here: WaveShare.org. Accordingly, comments here are now closed.
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Overheard
“And then things took a 360 for the worse.”
My new motto.
Happy Huexoloti Day Y’all
Yet another great food whose origins lie in Mexico, not Turkey as the misplaced name might lead you to think…
“The Aztecs had named these too-fat-for-flight birds huexoloti (Meleagris gallopavo). But that complicated moniker was virtually left behind on Central American terrains when some of these permanently grounded birds were transported to Spain and Portugal and beyond. As they came from what was thought to be the Indies somewhere near what became India, their initial names in Europe contained some form of the term “indi.” Even when they were quickly taken across the trade routes of the Mediterranean and pathways connecting the population centers of the Middle East, they retained a name that connected them to islands on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. It was only when some of their fattened offspring were transported from Islamic farms at the eastern end of the Mediterranean to England that they acquired an entirely new name that connected them with the Middle East and not with America. Bearing in England the name “turkey,” they were transshipped to pilgrim settlers in North America where they displaced their wild cousins and eventually became the favored Thanksgiving bird for virtually all Americans.”
Fallon does Young does Fresh Prince
This is surprisingly good. via Waxy
reprogramming predators
Ultimately, it’s an ethical choice whether intelligent moral agents opt to create such a world – or instead express our natural status quo bias and perpetuate the biology of suffering indefinitely.
(via marginal revolution)
Sarah Palin Book Signing
I was incapable of finishing it.
Angry people in local newspapers
Dear Clusterflock – What revelation from your childhood changed everything?
I have two but will start with this. I must have been younger than 11 because of where I was living at the time and being so young girls were just, well, girls. Anyway, the younger brother of a friend one day laid at my feet the revelation that girls had more holes than guys! I remember looking at this boy and asking “What!” He then explained how other than the holes we pee and shit out of there was another one. I asked him where it was and he explained it was down there with the other two. I then asked him what it was for to which he answered “I have no idea.”
As far as I remember that was all that was said – I was confused and had no-one to ask for fear of being thought stupid. Jump forward a few years, I think I was about 12 – I was friendly with a girl at school who seemed a little more worldly wise than I – we were on a school trip, caving! We were several hundred feet below ground when I decided that I would run this theory past this girl – I have no idea why I hadn’t explored the notion further in the years before, probably too busy kicking a ball or poking things with a stick. Anyway, she answered to the affirmative, it was indeed true and did I want to touch it? Naturally I said yes to which she said it would cost me 50p! I obviously coughed up the money and slid my hand down there and all I could find to say was “It’s very wet and warm!”
Thank you, Marion.