links of the week:
1. ruth madoff (in ‘81) kind of looks like paris hilton.
2. spoon got nuffin’. see you there tomorrow!
3. this is only funny because i went to religious school (but #1 and #2? so good.!!!)
links of the week:
1. ruth madoff (in ‘81) kind of looks like paris hilton.
2. spoon got nuffin’. see you there tomorrow!
3. this is only funny because i went to religious school (but #1 and #2? so good.!!!)
a cooking update:
i am really lazy. for the past five (i think?) nights, my dinner has consisted of a dish that is kind of reincarnation of mother’s peasant’s meal, but is more explicitly, as bread and honey defines it, hippie food. basically, it’s a lot of random stuff in a bowl topped with some kind of sauce. way hippie, i’m just spreading the love. man.
recipe: yield 1 serving
ingredients:
1 cup quinoa, cooked (from about 1/3 cup dry. i usually make a big batch at the beginning of the week.)
random assortment of raw vegetables (i usually use kale, sweet onion, yellow summer squash, carrots, maybe a sweet potato)
protein of choice: chickpeas, tofu, etc.
for sauce: agave nectar (light), bragg’s liquid aminos, toasted sesame oil, pinch of salt.
directions:
prepare veggies/protein individually as desired. i usually steam the vegetables and heat some chickpeas in the microwave. like i said, lazy.
whisk together sauce ingredients. i have no measurements for this, but it should taste kind of teriyaki-esque when you’re done.
mix everything together in a bowl: quinoa (warmed), vegetables, protein, and sauce.
in other epicurean news, i’m making my way slowly through the orangette archives and randomly testing out the appealing parts of the newest 101 suggestions from bittman (so far i’ve made #22, 35 [only because i felt like eating with chopsticks], and a modified 50 [no cheese, substitued balsamic vinegar, and served it over couscous.])
a breakdown of what i do at my internship:
9:00 – 9:30 a.m. coffee break. utilize trial-sized mouthwash samples in the bathroom.
9:30- 11:00 a.m. type some stuff, covertly check e-mails.
11:00 – 11:30 a.m. another coffee break, sometimes tea.
11:30 – 12:00 p.m. wander around the building.
go america go! i think i’m seeing this later today. join me!
new blog feature (BIG day.)
links of the week – some old, some new. cleaning out my bookmarks (sung to tune of ’cleanin out my closet’). this blog just keeps on giving.
1. illustrated missed connections (new york). i love how these drawings are so completely eerie. fitting.
2. don’t look down: i don’t know why i like this so much.
3. monofonus press. can’t wait to write an article on this. (via austin eavesdropper)
4. hmmm.
all for now. have a nice weekend.
product review of the day: good earth original tea bags- sweet & spicy tea & herb blend.
this is the best tea ever.
HOW do you get rid of gnats? our house, specifically the kitchen and surrounding areas, has been overtaken and it’s bad. really bad. like if you make any sudden movement, seven gnats will fly away. i know they are there because: 1. it’s hot. 2. it’s a damp kitchen. 3. our window in the kitchen doesn’t seal properly. and hot + damp + air = gnat infestation, but they’re starting to slowly make appearances in my room and it’s troubling.
this summer will surely be remembered as the summer of gnats. summer o-gnine. no? (gno.) too far? ok. ok!
this has been a momentous weekend: i bought a blender AND a vacuum cleaner. i thought not having a debit card (long story!) would hinder my spending, but it seems to have only expedited it. also, in a happy accident i just now discovered slow- cooked scrambled eggs. changing my LIFE.
from ages 15-18, jenny lewis could do no wrong in my eyes. i would willingly wait in the july heat to see her for 4+ hours. i was that fan. embarrassing. now, the honeymoon has ended and i’m sadly a little bit over jenny, but i still kind of wish i loved her as much as i used to. rilo kiley was the first band that i remember actively loving (forgetting the death cab for cutie incident of ‘04). plus she’s so darn precious. i’m still going to her show tonight.


jenny lewis@ stubbs, tickets are $20. see you there!
in lieu of trying to make this blog a juxtoposition of random photos, which, in my opinion, seems unnecessarily complicated via wordpress, i’ve created a tumblr account, mostly for my own satisfaction. also, i lost all of my pictures in the great harddrive crash of ‘09, so this will be a backup of sorts. i secretly covet all sorts of stylish tumblr pages (hey brad barry) and wish mine the same good fortune. it may be viewed here, if you’re interested. furthermore, i’ve decided that this blog might take on some more regular form of posting, since i’ve started feeling like i ought to supplement my free time with some sort of consistency.
this is the summer of david foster wallace. i know i know, i’m way behind. ”discovering” d.f.w. is so 1997 but give me a break, i was 8. this essay, o.m.g.
life goals:
1. learn to stomach black coffee.
2. finish infinite jest.
3. marry someone with health insurance.
last night i finally got around to watching gonzo. i’ve decided that i do like hunter s. thompson (averaging out from the brief love affair i had with him circa ‘06 that turned into hate and then, most recently, back into love), but i find myself very frustrated by hollywood’s decision to ostensibly turn thompson into johnny depp. now, i unconsciously combine both of them, so that when i’m trying to think of thompson, i picture depp as thompson in fear and loathing in las vegas. i’ve yet to play this game while watching pirates of the caribbean to see if it works in reverse. i probably won’t ever play this game. i also just have really bad name-face recall. c’est la vie! also, how precious were those tom wolfe interviews in gonzo?!
edited on 06.25. to add: case in point – july 2009 vanity fair cover story. thank you.
in other news, i’m actually quite pleased with myself for doing a lot more cooking lately as a result of the cooking column i’m being forced to write for the paper. turning lemons into (watermelon) lemonade. this week’s recipe (spoiler alert!) is blueberry crumb bars, via smitten k.
last night i had a dream nightmare that joel osteen was trying to kill me, but then instead he died from aids and i went to his funeral. i’ve been watching too much six feet under.
happy birthday mommy!
1. the atlantic doesn’t understand austin’s food trailer scene. i agree!
2. there’s always money in the banana stand . !!!!!!!!
computer still broken.
really, can this be my thesis? amazing.
1. computer is broken.
2. thursday i ate dinner at amelia’s grandparents’ house. best night of my life.
3. “infinite jest,” page 400. a landmark.
b. mcfalls is on her way here, get excited.
as souvenirs to commemorate my trip, i purchased a $4.50 black v-neck tee, ginger-flavored hard candies, spelt crackers, and a yellow ceramic tea cup (with matching coaster).
as i prepare to go back to austin reality, i just remembered that my internship at tx. monthly starts friday and there’s so much to do! like go to central market and put air in my bike tires and
i haven’t even put together any business casual – appropriate attire to don. where are my grey pants they’ve been missing SO long now.
bye new york.
apparently my wish to see scott schuman got mixed up in the filter because instead i saw jane aldridge waiting outside topshop. furthermore, why am i such a creep?
happy memorial day. today i’m going to some thrift stores.
on day 3.5 of new york trip. due to lack of internet access, my updates have been nonexistant. fortunately, i found a place to get $1.75 breakfast and free internet.
yesterday i went to tribeca and got semi-lost. on a scale of 1-10, it was like a 7 but then i effortlessly found my way back uptown, which i think earns me back some navigational points. also, so many sandwiches. also, i always forget how much i love bodegas. seriously. this entry to be continued.
there are some great missed connections up today.
“you hit me on my bike on congress.” (s. congress and oltorf)
“evelyn or evan, buying a laser pointer.” (georgetown)
the summer has arrived and alas, i have not kept this blog up to speed.
i guess i’ll list some modest goals/plans, just for the record:
for the record. favorite picture of all time,
dakota fanning for marc jacobs circa 2007:

as my old friend trey simcik would say, she’s “breakin’ my heart.”
this weekend involved an array of emotions, from eating whole lemons on miracle fruit and making myself sick to going on really long runs and hurting myself. i think i’m still suffering the miracle fruit hangover, but i can’t find our bottle of excedrin. this week, i will live in squalor and probably not shower until i’ve finished all of the many things i have left to complete. right now i’m working on a philosophy paper, but my efforts thus far are pretty futile. I can’t really remember my argument for more than a minute before i get seriously confused. “the sun will rise tomorrow.” i think this is what i’m arguing for. or maybe against, who knows.
on the plus side! i made cinnamon toast on spelt bread today just like mommy used to make. crusts cut off.
seriously, this blog has fallen to the wayside. i’m being a big flake in all areas of my life, though, so c’est la vie. i feel ridiculously spread thin in all areas right now, and, as ish. and i were lamenting yesterday, i’m just waiting for the next four weeks to be over. ay!
but enough complaining, i just wrote a philosophy paper (my friday night, hey girl hey) about c.s. lewis that might/should have involved narnia and then i ate a whole head of lettuce at mother’s. also, does anyone want to barter with me for some dry grains? i bought so much quinoa and i kind of hate it. also, i got that internship. also, :
beauty.
also, this happened:
picture courtesy of amelia giller (.com); thanx roomie!
“Who is Bertrand Russell? Well, he was born in the same year as my grandfather, that’s who! Oh, 1872…oh, the British aristocracy!”
-Prof. Sainsbury, 11:43 AM, philosophy class
too early, sainz. too early.
1. jen’s friend brought us each personalized gifts. he brought me a bag of carrots. not sure how to feel about this.
2. favorite new hobby: following b-list celebrities via twitter.
@ashlee simpson wentz – really?
3. winter break ‘08-09 nostalgia. just remembered this painting when i rediscovered my dallas/ft worth postcard stash. it’s like christmas all over again. hey joan miro:

"Heriberto Cassany" by Joan Miro
1. twitter this? LOL?
2. i need to start watching more gossip girl, seriously.
1.friday plans: read a book. my life: not unpredictable.
2. just ate a vegetarian hot dog, and it tasted like a regular hot dog. am i surprised? i can’t decide.
3. i’m liking the way my blog has so effortlessly transformed into being, essentially, mcsweeney’s lists. read the one inspired by alan ginsberg, it’s good.