Vali had the day off because of the nasty winter weather (all of her co-workers live in unincorporated hellholes that don't have money for commie pinko socialist programs like snow removal). I, otoh, had to go.
(WHERE ARE MY VIOLINS)
I was really grumpy about it, especially when I accidentally removed the driver's side windshield wiper and spent 15 minutes in the snow trying to put the fucking thing back on. Eventually I pleaded with a neighbor help my poor frustrated self. Yes, I'm 36 and don't know how to put on my own windshield wipers. Now is your moment to feel superior.
Vali's all relaxed and stuff, updating her Recs Page
and generally just having a swell time. I look at her and think, it must be nice not to be perpetually grouchy. I should try it sometime.
So I subscribe to a mailing list called Meatout Mondays
, and this week they had a recipe for jalapeno poppers made with vegan cream cheese. They were FRANTASTIC. ::thud:: Vali and I have become popper eatin' fools. The irony is that I almost deleted the recipe because it had the subject line "poppers" and thought it was more spam.
(I realize the mailing list is just so much vegan product placement, but in this case Tofutti's Better Than Cream Cheese
totally deserves it. Nom Nom Nom.)( the recipe, for those folks who are interested )
Along with the jalapeno poppers, I made tempeh wingz, tempeh bacon, and banana nut muffins. With butter. When they find a nonhydrogenated margarine that doesn't taste like ass, I will be more than happy to make the switch. Until then.
Cinematic Titanic's newest project, The Oozing Skull
, is really excellent. We were too nervous, worried that it might suck, to fully appreciate how good it was the first time we watched it, but now we're really in the swing of things. It's really hard to make fun of a movie without descending into open contempt for the finished project. I guess I missed the Joel years more than I realize. The point is, you should buy it and stuff. (My favorite riff is the title of this entry.)
Took co-worker friend to see her Garfield cat
again today. She really likes him, but hasn't committed yet. I'm not telling her because it's not right to be pushy, but if she wants him she'd better act quick. He's a completely adorkable squeeze toy attention hound. I came in today to find him all propped up on the lap of luxury on some nice lady's lap. But it's cool, I just want to see him get adopted into a nice home, I really don't care where ultimately.
Went trolling through Doctor Who Icons
last night. I found some really excellent ones, and yet I still feel grumpy and dissatisfied. ( Three rhetorical questions for you Doctor Who fans all out there )
And Billie Piper, isn't there a union rule that says you HAVE to let other actresses take a few roles? The UK acting community has collapsed because she is currently in every 3rd role on television. Please stop her before she inevitably gets tagged to play Mary Russell. The sad thing is, she would be *perfect* to play Mary Russell; she sort of has the lock on "I'm an irritating blonde twat who grinds the action to the halt and has the entire universe revolve around her" roles.
Mmm. Peckish. Poppers are a-callin'. Then I have to finish The Game
. Only 120 pages left to go. (::cries::)