Filed under: Mental Goulash
• Having a craving for pancakes a few nights ago, I opted to go to the grocery store instead of IHOP. That’s where I found Batter Blaster. Batter Blaster is premixed (the word ‘organic’ seems to be a selling point) ORGANIC pancake batter in a pressurized can (think Reddi-Wip). I loved the novelty of the concept, so I bought some and headed home. My verdict: Good, but I’ve had better. I thought the pancakes, though fluffy in appearance, were too easily flattened while cooking. You know, when you flip it and then you kind press on the pancake to make sure it’s thoroughly cooked (i.e. no batter oozes out), it flattened like a crepe! Plus, the pancakes burned REALLY easily. No golden brown here! (more…)
More Stuff on My Cat by Mario Garza © 2008
Synopsis: Chasing the tail of the best-selling Stuff on My Cat: The Book (more than 100,000 copies sold!) comes this super-sized sequel from Stuffonmycat.com, the phenomenally successful Web site where millions of people from around the world post photographs of cats with unbelievably varied things on them. Bigger and better than the original, this witty follow-up has twice as many all-new photographs, commentary from contributors explaining how in the world they were able to stack 40 pillows on their feline, plus hilarious captions by the site’s creator. Any cat lover (or hater) won’t be able to resist.
Comments: P bought this for me for Easter and I’ve been cracking up ever since. I was a fan of the site that spawned the books and now I have one of the books! Too cute & funny for words.
Dracula by Bram Stoker © ?
Synopsis: (courtesy of Doug Sederberg) After a harrowing ride through the Carpathian mountains in eastern Europe, Renfield enters castle Dracula to finalize the transferral of Carfax Abbey in London to Count Dracula, who is in actuality a vampire. Renfield is drugged by the eerily hypnotic count, and turned into one of his thralls, protecting him during his sea voyage to London. After sucking the blood and turning the young Lucy Weston into a vampire, Dracula turns his attention to her friend Mina Seward, daughter of Dr. Seward who then calls in a specialist, Dr. Van Helsing, to diagnose the sudden deterioration of Mina’s health. Van Helsing, realizing that Dracula is indeed a vampire, tries to prepare Mina’s fiance, John Harker, and Dr. Seward for what is to come and the measures that will have to be taken to prevent Mina from becoming one of the undead.
Comments: Having recently read an excerpt from a of stories about ‘Vampires and Their Victims,’ I was inspired to read the original classic. As I was telling a friend recently, boy, did I pick two books to be reading at one time (this one and the other being Zuleika Dobson): my vocabulary is getting a real workout. So far, I’ve come across ‘dilatoriness‘ (tending to postpone or delay), ‘amanuensis‘ (stenographer) and ‘phlegmatic‘ (No, it doesn’t mean “snotty,” like I thought. It means “showing little emotion.” And those were just in the Introduction! Ai yi yi! (more…)
Filed under: Dirty Birdy
Once in a while I blog about the things people do to earn my wrath. These posts fall into the category ‘Dirty Birdy.’
The next-door neighbor to the south of me is a walking freakshow. I’d made several attempts at being neighborly (gifts on holidays, baked goods, acknowledging her in public), all to no avail. (more…)
P came over Saturday night and we dyed Easter Eggs, had some Hamburger Helper (Lasagna) and watched It’s The Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown. It was pretty fun. I felt kinda guilty for hogging the majority of the eggs. I guess I got carried away. I ended up giving P the eggs to take with him to hide for his nieces on Easter. Besides, I’d just devil them or make them into egg salad and I can do that any time.
Easter was actually kinda nice. Boring, but nice. Since the house was all clean, I leisurely watched movies and ran some errands. I went to Loew’s (one of my favorite stores) and picked up a new fancy schmancy toilet seat. I say “fancy schmancy” because this one has ‘Slow Close’ technology (lol!) and an antimicrobial coating. Neat! I always buy the clear, blue lucite seat with the bubbles in it, but after having 2 of them, and both of them rotting at the chrome-coated hinge area, it was time for a change. Besides, I was inspired by P’s new toilet seat in his bathroom. Before then, I had no idea there was such a thing as a no slam seat! Nice.
Filed under: Life
*deep breath* Okay, so last night I was to meet my dad at Ryan’s (buffet) in west Fort Worth at 6. The conversation that preceded this rendezvous took place on Monday. He asked if I worked on Thursday and I said no (I haven’t told him that I quit my job; I already have a cantankerous cat, I don’t need a drama llama too). So he says that he’ll “be there” (Ryan’s) around 6 and that we should have dinner. In my head I was like ‘Why would he just “be there”? This sounds suspicious, as if he already had plans to “be there” and the invite was an afterthought.’ But I didn’t ask because he’s deaf as a fuckin’ post and I don’t have the patience to go through the whole tennis match of yelling vs. “what?” (more…)
