I know all of you are just listless with ennui (this is one of my very favorite words) because this is February, and so I thought a tiny diversion was in order. La Fabulous, as usual, pointed me in the right direction for this one. There is a disclaimer, though: a lot, if not most, of my music has never made the transition from the medium of CD, so this is heavy on the things that I have only come across since the purchase of my new computer, or things that I added for a very specific purpose - usually the band.
Here are the instructions:
Put your music player on shuffle.Post the first 40 songs that come up. You can repeat artists if you want. If you have any repeats, skip to the next track. (From there, answer 38 questions about your 40 songs).
Here are my 40 songs:
1) Femme Fatale - Hot Club de Norvege
2) Ubangi Stomp - Warren Smith
3) Barroom Girls - Gillian Welch
4) Barnyard Beatnik - Big Sandy and his Fly-rite Boys
5) Cretin Hop - the Ramones
6) Cold Cold Heart - Johnny Cash
7) Cool Water - Hank Williams
8) Racin' From the Hounds - Lee Rocker
9) Move It On Over - Rose Maddox
10) Put Your Hand Inside the Puppet Head - They Might Be Giants
11) My Favorite Things - Swing Cats
12) Fishnet Stockings - Mad Marge and the Stonecutters
13) Who Walks In - the White Ghost Shivers
14) Goo Goo Muck - the Cramps
15) Oh Vince - the Vesties
16) Lloyd, I'm Ready to be Heartbroken - Camera Obscura
17) Heebie Jeebies - the Puppini Sisters
18) Tennessee Toddy - Marty Robbins
19) Good Enough For Granddad - Squirrel Nut Zippers
20) Your Cheatin' Heart - Beck
21) Mean Mean Man - Wanda Jackson
22)I'm My Own Grandpa - Asylum Street Spankers
23) Back to Black - Amy Winehouse
24) Love Machine - the Miracles feat. Smokey Robinson
25) I Can Dream, Can't I? - The Andres Sisters
26) We're All In This Together - Old Crow Medicine Show
27) Harbor Lights - Elvis Presley
28) Time to Rhyme - Northern State
29) Daddy Daddy - Ruth Brown
30) Faith In Love - Devil Doll
31) Am I Blue - the Sureshots
32) I Hope YOu're Happy Now - Elvis Costello and the Attractions
33) I Won't - the Replacements
34) Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On - Jerry Lee Lewis
35) That'll Be the Day - the Crickets
36) Make It Last - Ruby Dee and the Snakehandlers
37) Thin Air - the Defbulators
38) Whistle Bait - Larry Collins
39) Get Behind Me Satan (And Push) - Billie Jo Spears
40) Honky Tonkin' - Dizzy Elmer
Hmmm. A preponderance of music recorded in the first half of the 20th century, or intended to sound like it was.
On to the questions!
1. Which song do you prefer, #1 or #40?
#40, for sure. I wish those guys were still together, or that they hadn't disappeared off the face of the planet.
2. Have you ever listened to #12 continuously on repeat?
Yes, I have, but I still couldn't suss out the bass part. Damn psychobilly.
3. What album is #26 from?
O.C.M.S. I am not a huge fan, but it serves its purpose for radio shows and hte like.
4. What do you think about the artist who did #15?
These are the hottest unknown chicks in the rock scene in NYC. I will not be surprised when they break very, very big.
5. Is #19 one of your favorite songs?
One of my favorite bands, yes, but a poor example of their work, I think.
6. Who does #38 remind you of?
Big D. stopped me in the street the day I got this CD, and when I showed him the artwork, he immediately asked to borrow it. Later, when I told him Larry Collins was 13 when he released this song, he got depressed and demanded to know why he hadn't done something similar with his life. I told him Larry Collins was now a Jesus freak who wouldn't talk to his sister (his musical partner for about 15 years) for more than a decade because he didn't approve of her lifestyle.
7. Does #20 have better lyrics or music?
Whew. Tough call. This is a cover of a Hank Williams song, and it is a very traditional C&W form - formulaic, one might even say. It's really the message that was intended to sting - it is the bitterest kind of love song. But Beck does something to it that makes it so regretful and forlorn that it becomes something else entirely. It almost means something different.
8. Do any of your friends like #3?
I couldn't say - I am sure lots and lots of them would love it if they heard it, but I think this might be under the radar of many.
9. Is #33 from a movie soundtrack?
If it's not, it should be! No, it's really just from Don't Tell a Soul, but if I were writing a movie, the 'Mats would make the list fer sher.
10. Is #18 overplayed on the radio?
I have never, ever heard this song on the radio. It's a sort of rare rockabilly tune, so it's radio play is doubt-worthy.
11. What does #21 remind you of?
Not much, really. There is a really great clip of her singing the song to a bashful bald guy on some TV show, though. You should Youtube it!
12. Which song do you prefer, #5 or #22?
Well, considering I downloaded the A.S.S. song for the Beazzle, and try to listen to it only when she's around, the Ramones win this one hands down.
13. What album is #17 from?
The Puppini Sisters only have one American release, Betcha Bottom Dollar. I am anxiously awaiting their second album, which has been available in the UK since October.
14. When did you first hear #39?
I had to buy this compilation of girl rock from the '50's because I'm obsessed with Sparkle Moore, and she never released an EP, so her stuff isn't on CD. This song was on it, and it just turns my crank. It's fantastic.
15. When did you first hear #7?
I seriously cannot think of a time when I did not have this song in my life. My granddad was a HW fan, and consequently so is my mom, and we listened to a lot of this stuff when I was growing up.
16. What genre is #8?
Rock-a-fuckin'-billy, my friend. What else?
17. Do any of your friends like #14?
Well, H. does, for sure. And I just found out a casual acquaintance of mine is a closet Cramps fan, so now I count him amongst my friends. Don't Eat Stuff Off the Sidewalk is a better song, though.
18. What color does #4 remind you of?
This is the oddest question on this list. Bright yellow maybe? Like sunshine? I dunno.
19. Have you ever blasted #11 on your stereo?
No comment.
20. What genre is #37?
Newgrass/alt-country, I'd say.
21. Can you play #13 on any instrument?
If I could play bass like Mike Poppitt, I sure wouldn't be wasting my time in Alaska.
22. What is your favorite lyric from #30?
I haven't listened to this one enough to know.
23. What is your favorite lyric from #23?
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
24. Would you recommend #24 to your friends?
I haven't yet, but I would if anyof my friends were stupid enough to not know about Smokey Robinson and the Miracles.
25. Is #2 a good song to dance to?
If you jive or swing, it kicks some ass. I like the Stray Cats version better for dancing, because of the drumming.
26. Do you ever hear #16 on the radio?
Only when I'm playing it.
27. Is #32 more of a “nighttime” or “daytime” song?
I think it's mostly a late night, drink too much vodka, smash picture frames and burn the photos inside kinda song. Is that too specific?
28. Does #36 have any special meaning to you?
Not yet, but it'd make a good couple-y song if I met somebody who likes honky-tonk as much as me.
29. Do any of your friends like #31?
I think my friends would deride me if they knew this song was played as often as it is in my house. Luckily, the chances of them knowing of its existence is slim.
30. Is #25 a fast or slow song?
Clinch your Brylcreemed date rather too close for school policy, crush your corsage kinda slow, yeah.
31. Is #35 a happy or sad song?
Hmm, well, the lyrics are a little bitter, and more than a little threatening (what kind of boy promises suicide if you leave him?!?) but the music is nice and bouncy and dance-y.
32. What is one of your favorite lyrics from #9?
Move over skinny dog cause the fat dogs moving in
33. Is #34 better to listen to alone or with friends?
Damn, that shit shakes! Friends, if they're the awesome kind
34. When did you first hear #27?
Whenever I first listened to the Sun sessions in their entirety.
35. Name 3 other songs by the artist who did #29
Teardrops From My Eyes; Oh, What a Dream; Mama, He Treats Your Daughter Mean
36. Do you know all the words to #6?
Every blessed one.
37. Does #28 have better lyrics or music?
I find the rhymes from Northern State delightful, although I liked their first album more.
38. What album is #10 from?
It is from They Might Be Giants' self-titled album, but I have it from some random compilation of their bestest. I heart them. A lot.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Third time's the charm
Three things I ate on my recent trip to Seattle:
- Muenster cheese, organic baguette, almost overripe but actually perfect pear from Ralph's Grocery, the gourmet grocery store across the street from our hotel
- A handful of peanut M&M's from a vending machine in the hallway of the movie theater, because you can't buy a package of them at the concession stand, while you are purchasing your medium (also known as the bucket large enough to soak your head) soda
- A trio of creme brulee: cappuccino, butterscotch, and zablagione, washed down by a shot of Amaretto DiSaronno and an espresso doppio con panna.
Three movies I have seen this week:
- Juno
My biggest beef with Juno was not the dismissive way it treated reproductive health care providers or the apparent ease with which the title character dismisses abortion as an option, but instead... the music. Juno goes on at length about her old-school punk sensibilities, and Jason Bateman's character, whose name I can't recall, loves the early 90's grunge, but the soundtrack is nothing but twee indie pop. I mean, damn. The girly tosses out names like Mott the Hoople, Iggy and the Stooges, and the Velvet Underground, and they trip convincingly off her tongue, but while they show up on the soundtrack, in the movie itself, they play as background music. The Velvets do show up singing "I'm Sticking With You" in a pivotal moment, but anything cutting ended up (sorry, I have to) on the cutting room floor.
- Sweeney Todd
It was bloody. Very, very bloody. Also, Johnny Depp listened to a little much glitter rock in his formative years, and Tim Burton needs to make a different movie, for God's sake. Not the same movie with different sets and children, a different movie, please. No more strange, misunderstood outsider. No more longing beautiful woman willing to overlook his faults. No more shredded velvet and puffy shirts and weskits. Enough.
- The Darjeeling Limited
Luggage as baggage. Subtle.
There were a few rough editing cuts in the beginning that I know were intentional, but which felt to me like poor filmmaking. Wes, please read my note to Time Burton above. Except please replace puffy shirts and weskits with bespoke suits too short in the inseam and quirk.
Three items of clothing in my closet I am anxious to wear when the weather returns to normal:
- The new red dress I bought in Seattle, which has a vibe that is a little forties (square neckline, cap sleeves, A line skirt) and a little mod (oversize black buttons arranged double breasted, a wife black belt).
- The cherry print camisole with red buttons I bought at Anthropologie last summer.
- My cowboy boots. Any of them.
- Muenster cheese, organic baguette, almost overripe but actually perfect pear from Ralph's Grocery, the gourmet grocery store across the street from our hotel
- A handful of peanut M&M's from a vending machine in the hallway of the movie theater, because you can't buy a package of them at the concession stand, while you are purchasing your medium (also known as the bucket large enough to soak your head) soda
- A trio of creme brulee: cappuccino, butterscotch, and zablagione, washed down by a shot of Amaretto DiSaronno and an espresso doppio con panna.
Three movies I have seen this week:
- Juno
My biggest beef with Juno was not the dismissive way it treated reproductive health care providers or the apparent ease with which the title character dismisses abortion as an option, but instead... the music. Juno goes on at length about her old-school punk sensibilities, and Jason Bateman's character, whose name I can't recall, loves the early 90's grunge, but the soundtrack is nothing but twee indie pop. I mean, damn. The girly tosses out names like Mott the Hoople, Iggy and the Stooges, and the Velvet Underground, and they trip convincingly off her tongue, but while they show up on the soundtrack, in the movie itself, they play as background music. The Velvets do show up singing "I'm Sticking With You" in a pivotal moment, but anything cutting ended up (sorry, I have to) on the cutting room floor.
- Sweeney Todd
It was bloody. Very, very bloody. Also, Johnny Depp listened to a little much glitter rock in his formative years, and Tim Burton needs to make a different movie, for God's sake. Not the same movie with different sets and children, a different movie, please. No more strange, misunderstood outsider. No more longing beautiful woman willing to overlook his faults. No more shredded velvet and puffy shirts and weskits. Enough.
- The Darjeeling Limited
Luggage as baggage. Subtle.
There were a few rough editing cuts in the beginning that I know were intentional, but which felt to me like poor filmmaking. Wes, please read my note to Time Burton above. Except please replace puffy shirts and weskits with bespoke suits too short in the inseam and quirk.
Three items of clothing in my closet I am anxious to wear when the weather returns to normal:
- The new red dress I bought in Seattle, which has a vibe that is a little forties (square neckline, cap sleeves, A line skirt) and a little mod (oversize black buttons arranged double breasted, a wife black belt).
- The cherry print camisole with red buttons I bought at Anthropologie last summer.
- My cowboy boots. Any of them.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
A little window into Stella's psyche.
Yes, yes. I her you thinking to yourself, isn't every single post a window into her twisted and yet somehow not terribly compelling inner workings? Ahh, but this one is about FOOD.
Okay, gather your ingredients: 1/4 yellow or white onion, 2 TBS butter, a littleish steak - cheap is good, you're gonna slice it into bits, a hoagy roll, some cheese if you want, minced garlic or in a pinch, garlic powder, salt, black pepper, and - this is really important - a bottle of au jus concentrate. No scoffing. Also, if you want to add a token 1/2 a green pepper, I won't stop you. Same goes for a dash or two of Tabasco.
Firstly, make sure your knife is sharp. Then use your sharp knife to slice the onions and the steak very thin. Cut the steak against the grain, it'll be tenderer. Throw half your butter in a hot skillet, let it melt, and then toss in your onions and steak. Meanwhile, put a sweet potato in the microwave to nuke. A small one will be done in about 5 or 6 minutes. Okay, back to your mess in the pan. When your meat is well-done, add your seasonings: s&p to taste, a clove's worth of garlic, and a tablespoon of the au jus concentrate. Stir constantly for another minute or two, then take out of your pan. Deglaze said pan with 2 TBS of au jus concentrate and 1/4 hot water (just out of the tap. No whining) until it simmers. Pour it off into a conveniently located decorative dish, or a custard cup, which is what I prefer. Put your skillet back on the heat. While it warms up, butter your hoagy roll with 1/2 TBS butter on each side. Yeah, you read that right. Sprinkle it with garlic powder if you have some laying around, but if not, no big deal. Now put those butter side down in your pan. Toast them until the buttery part is crispy. Okay, then bottom of the roll, a slice of swiss cheese, your onions and steak (and peppers if you weren't too lazy, like I was), top of the roll. Squish liberally. Put your custard cup of au jus next to your sandwich, cut into your sweet potato and dot liberally with butter and sprinkle with salt (or brown sugar if you're daring). Think about a salad. Decide against it. Pour a gigantic glass of Cabernet that you've had sitting around for a few weeks, actually about a glass and three quarter's worth, but who wants to go back for a refill? Alternate dipping your sandwich, sipping your wine, which is okay for sitting so long, and taking tiny bites of caramelly sweet potato. Make a big mess splashing au jus around. Roll your eyes at the debris in the kitchen. Lament the lack of pudding in your house.
This is best consumed while listening to Elvis Costello.
Okay, gather your ingredients: 1/4 yellow or white onion, 2 TBS butter, a littleish steak - cheap is good, you're gonna slice it into bits, a hoagy roll, some cheese if you want, minced garlic or in a pinch, garlic powder, salt, black pepper, and - this is really important - a bottle of au jus concentrate. No scoffing. Also, if you want to add a token 1/2 a green pepper, I won't stop you. Same goes for a dash or two of Tabasco.
Firstly, make sure your knife is sharp. Then use your sharp knife to slice the onions and the steak very thin. Cut the steak against the grain, it'll be tenderer. Throw half your butter in a hot skillet, let it melt, and then toss in your onions and steak. Meanwhile, put a sweet potato in the microwave to nuke. A small one will be done in about 5 or 6 minutes. Okay, back to your mess in the pan. When your meat is well-done, add your seasonings: s&p to taste, a clove's worth of garlic, and a tablespoon of the au jus concentrate. Stir constantly for another minute or two, then take out of your pan. Deglaze said pan with 2 TBS of au jus concentrate and 1/4 hot water (just out of the tap. No whining) until it simmers. Pour it off into a conveniently located decorative dish, or a custard cup, which is what I prefer. Put your skillet back on the heat. While it warms up, butter your hoagy roll with 1/2 TBS butter on each side. Yeah, you read that right. Sprinkle it with garlic powder if you have some laying around, but if not, no big deal. Now put those butter side down in your pan. Toast them until the buttery part is crispy. Okay, then bottom of the roll, a slice of swiss cheese, your onions and steak (and peppers if you weren't too lazy, like I was), top of the roll. Squish liberally. Put your custard cup of au jus next to your sandwich, cut into your sweet potato and dot liberally with butter and sprinkle with salt (or brown sugar if you're daring). Think about a salad. Decide against it. Pour a gigantic glass of Cabernet that you've had sitting around for a few weeks, actually about a glass and three quarter's worth, but who wants to go back for a refill? Alternate dipping your sandwich, sipping your wine, which is okay for sitting so long, and taking tiny bites of caramelly sweet potato. Make a big mess splashing au jus around. Roll your eyes at the debris in the kitchen. Lament the lack of pudding in your house.
This is best consumed while listening to Elvis Costello.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
And some Junior mints and a Cherry Coke, please
Since you guys declined to add anything, except of course for the marvelous Princess Japonski, I had to go and find the other rock and roll movie clips myself. There are still a few that I haven't added, most notably a clip from Purple Rain, but let these few amuse you.
It's a love song, really. This whole movie is about the price of fame, but I particularly like this delicate little piece from Spinal Tap:
Some actors have uncanny ability when it comes to mimicry. Joaquin Phoenix's Johnny Cash is more homage that imitation, but Jamie Foxx's Ray Charles is eerie. "We gotta get that on wax!"
We could talk for a really long time about how I am obsessed with boys with blond pompadours, but I think it can all be traced back to this movie, this clip in particular. Lou Diamond Phillips plays Ritchie Valens as a young man fully aware of his fate, which I never quite bought, but I paid about ten thousand dollars buying into Brian Setzer's spot-on Eddie Cochran:
Laurence Fishburn as Ike Turner was magnetic and frightening. This clip really illustrates the kind of power the man must have had. From What's Love Got To Do With It, with Angela Bassett as Tina Turner:
Who's That Girl is not a great movie. It's not even really a good movie. But Madonna is allowed to basically play herself, and the opening credits are divine, mostly because I love animation. I only wish that it was the title song instead of Causing a Commotion:
It's a love song, really. This whole movie is about the price of fame, but I particularly like this delicate little piece from Spinal Tap:
Some actors have uncanny ability when it comes to mimicry. Joaquin Phoenix's Johnny Cash is more homage that imitation, but Jamie Foxx's Ray Charles is eerie. "We gotta get that on wax!"
We could talk for a really long time about how I am obsessed with boys with blond pompadours, but I think it can all be traced back to this movie, this clip in particular. Lou Diamond Phillips plays Ritchie Valens as a young man fully aware of his fate, which I never quite bought, but I paid about ten thousand dollars buying into Brian Setzer's spot-on Eddie Cochran:
Laurence Fishburn as Ike Turner was magnetic and frightening. This clip really illustrates the kind of power the man must have had. From What's Love Got To Do With It, with Angela Bassett as Tina Turner:
Who's That Girl is not a great movie. It's not even really a good movie. But Madonna is allowed to basically play herself, and the opening credits are divine, mostly because I love animation. I only wish that it was the title song instead of Causing a Commotion:
Monday, January 21, 2008
Popcorn, baby!
I got bored with the last Mixtape, so I'm divering my attention to something related, but more fun for me. I am going to list my favorite rock and roll movies, along with my favorite scenes in each, and then you can so the same. I will limit myself to a mere five, that's right, only FIVE rock and roll movies, so as to leave plenty of material for you guys. If you have any knowledge of me whatsoever, you will realize that this is a huge sacrifice on my part.
5) Great Balls of Fire, about Jerry Lee Lewis. With Dennis Quaid and Winona Ryder. My favorite scene is when Myra brings all her little friends over to see Cousin Jerry, and he terrorizes them and does something funny to her by trapping them in a corner with his piano while playing. In my head he is playing the Wild One, but I think he's actually just fooling around with a boogie woogie. Anybody able to clear this up definitively? I can't find a clip of this.
4)The Buddy Holly Story with Gary Busey. They go onstage at the Apollo Theater, the first white act to perform there ever, and they do a medley that includes Oh, Boy! and my favorite Buddy Holly tune, Rave On.
3) Walk the Line, about Johnny Cash. With Joaquin Phoenix. When he goes onstage to sing Get Rhythm. He looks out at the sea of faces and chokes out, "Hello. I'm Johnny Cash." There's a smattering of applause, and then they launch into the song. I am almost positive the bass player is actually play the bass in this clip.
2) Rock and Roll High School. Not a biopic, but I wish it was. With P.J. Soles and the Ramones. My favorite scene is when they sing I Want you Around in the dream sequence - actually a drug sequence, since she's toking when it happens - and DeeDee is playing the bass in the shower, with the water running. He's totally soaked and appears not to care. It's at the very end of the clip - watch it all the way through.
1) Jailhouse Rock. With Elvis. Obviously, the only scene worth focusing on in the movie is Jailhouse Rock. It's iconic, and he's electric. It's worth noting though, that his character in the movie is jailed for killing a man by punching him. Damn. That's rock and roll.
As a bonus, my favorite scene from a music movie that is not rock and roll: in Coal Miner's Daughter, Sissy Spacek as Loretta Lynn is too scared to sing in the studio until Doo goes and gets their kids and lines them up in front of her. He says, "Just sing to the babies, Loretta." And she does.
You'll note the conspicuous absences, my friends. Fill in the blanks!
5) Great Balls of Fire, about Jerry Lee Lewis. With Dennis Quaid and Winona Ryder. My favorite scene is when Myra brings all her little friends over to see Cousin Jerry, and he terrorizes them and does something funny to her by trapping them in a corner with his piano while playing. In my head he is playing the Wild One, but I think he's actually just fooling around with a boogie woogie. Anybody able to clear this up definitively? I can't find a clip of this.
4)The Buddy Holly Story with Gary Busey. They go onstage at the Apollo Theater, the first white act to perform there ever, and they do a medley that includes Oh, Boy! and my favorite Buddy Holly tune, Rave On.
3) Walk the Line, about Johnny Cash. With Joaquin Phoenix. When he goes onstage to sing Get Rhythm. He looks out at the sea of faces and chokes out, "Hello. I'm Johnny Cash." There's a smattering of applause, and then they launch into the song. I am almost positive the bass player is actually play the bass in this clip.
2) Rock and Roll High School. Not a biopic, but I wish it was. With P.J. Soles and the Ramones. My favorite scene is when they sing I Want you Around in the dream sequence - actually a drug sequence, since she's toking when it happens - and DeeDee is playing the bass in the shower, with the water running. He's totally soaked and appears not to care. It's at the very end of the clip - watch it all the way through.
1) Jailhouse Rock. With Elvis. Obviously, the only scene worth focusing on in the movie is Jailhouse Rock. It's iconic, and he's electric. It's worth noting though, that his character in the movie is jailed for killing a man by punching him. Damn. That's rock and roll.
As a bonus, my favorite scene from a music movie that is not rock and roll: in Coal Miner's Daughter, Sissy Spacek as Loretta Lynn is too scared to sing in the studio until Doo goes and gets their kids and lines them up in front of her. He says, "Just sing to the babies, Loretta." And she does.
You'll note the conspicuous absences, my friends. Fill in the blanks!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Mixtape 2.0
Here we go, kiddies.
La Fab made a comment last time that reminded me that playing mixtape is a lot like planning a radio show, without having to read the weather. That has nothing to do with anything, but I thought I'd pass that along.
My new idea is this: a playlist/mixtape/radio show in which all the songs are about music. It might be about making music, listening to music, or musicians, but it has to be pretty blatantly about the M word. Just the usual restrictions: nothing too obscure, and I'll probbably end up making a playlist out of this, so give LOTS of suggestions so if I cut one or two, it won't hurt your feelings.
I will, of course, go first.
Beck: Where It's At
Madonna: Music (um, duh?)
Chuck Berry: Rock and Roll Music
Joan Jett: I Love Rock and Roll
AC/DC: It's a Long Way To the Top (If You Wanna Rock and Roll)
Johnny Burnette Trio: Rock-a-Billy Boogie
Okay.... GO!
Friday, January 11, 2008
In which our heroine consumes delicacies and muses on many tangential thoughts.
So I was thinking of all the stuff I wanted to say with this post. I was basically going to whine about what amounts to nothing but whining, and I was going to explain about going to the store for chocolate milk and potato chips, and realizing that I was too hungry for that, and buying a bunch of stuff I'm too tired to cook, and then wishing I had a GBF (gay best friend or gay boyfriend) to surprise me by swinging by my house with some wonton soup and a bunch of rom-coms we both swear to hate but really secretly love, and then thinking about how much I love dim sum and other assorted weird things, and then realizing that I already wrote that post and had to conjure up something else to write about, which led to me thinking about how I am for all intents and purposes white, even though I have a healthy portion of SO NOT A WHITE CHICK running through my veins and then I got on a little kick about how people always assume wherever I live that I am a member of the closest ethnic group of dark-haired, brown-skinned people, and how once for fun on a bus in Denver when a pimply Aryan type called me a greaser, I shouted, "I'm Cuban, asshole!" even though I'm not, and how not funny my friend thought it was. Oh yeah, and I was thinking that I really want to go to that great newsstand in Pikes Place Market and buy a copy of French Vogue and read it in the patisserie while eating apricot-filled croissants. But that of course is just a normal, unremarkable desire for me.
The comestibles this evening are: baked tofu basted with hoisin sauce and five spice powder, steamed vegetables, and rice, accompanied by lumpia I bought for Christmas dinner and never cooked. Don't worry, they were frozen. Oh, and instead of chocolate milk, Cherry Coke because why the hell not? It's Friday!
By the way, anyone interested in another round of mixtape? PLEASE? I promise it won't be about stupid boys this time.
The comestibles this evening are: baked tofu basted with hoisin sauce and five spice powder, steamed vegetables, and rice, accompanied by lumpia I bought for Christmas dinner and never cooked. Don't worry, they were frozen. Oh, and instead of chocolate milk, Cherry Coke because why the hell not? It's Friday!
By the way, anyone interested in another round of mixtape? PLEASE? I promise it won't be about stupid boys this time.
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