2009
11.10


This stuff is good.
Based on this homemade Speculoos Spread recipe, I used ANNAS cookies and switched up the canola oil for pure veg. I didn’t bother heating up the coconut oil; the spinning of the food processor blades warmed it up enough.
Never having tried Speculoos in either form (cookie and spread), I can’t say if this is comparable but, wow, is this ever good on a fresh slice of bread. This spread is certainly better than simply eating an ANNAS ginger thin, and almost comparable to dunking one into your tea or coffee.
2009
11.07
I’m both amazed and giggly.
I honestly didn’t learn a damn thing, but this is a surprisingly well put together piece by Symphony Of Science. Their objective is to make science and philosophy more palatable, but this video isn’t cheesy at all. I think Sagan would be amused.
Via something awful.
(Maybe they’re right… maybe I am an internerd.)
Edit: An early happy birthday to Sagan! By complete coincidence, November 9th would have been his 75th birthday. So be sure to have a space brownie in his honour.
2009
11.04
N had a bit of a scare.
He poked his head into a paper bag and managed to loop his neck in one of the handles. Skittish cat that he is, he freaked out and started running wildly around the apartment, trying to out run the horrible thing that had attached itself to him. It was quite a sight and there was lots of commotion, with the bag noisily flailing around. I was afraid he’d fall down the stairs in a tumbling panic.
I finally corralled him into a room but he ran straight into the closet and found a tiny space to burrow into. (He’s not a lap cat and is easily overwhelmed.) With nowhere to go, the bag handle was cut and N was finally released. But he was severely traumatized and on guard for any possible surprise attack. So I left him alone and he stayed in that exact spot for at least 2 hours. But I found him in the stairwell, like this, and snapped a spooky picture of him.
It’s gonna take him a few days to get over the trauma. Poor, silly kitty.
2009
11.02
I personally find it hard to smile in work situations where I need to seem like I give a shit. I think I come off as cold and unfeeling, which I am, but this is the persona I’ve built; the work me.
If ever I’m taken aside and told to smile more, I’d probably get this Happiness Hat by Lauren McCarthy. “The first in a series of Tools for Improved Social Inter-Acting,” it looks like a sure-fire way to go postal on your fellow office dwellers.