So I was reading Dan‘s site today and came across a reference to a “Turducken”. I clicked on the link and found myself at an amazing site dedicated to the preparation of a this dish, which consists of a chicken inside a duck inside a turkey. Of course, I immediately sent it round to Snookums, Nick, and Alex with the suggestion that we make this the centerpiece of our next barbecue. So I continue flipping through the guy’s BBQ pictures, and my eye is caught by a familiar name in a caption. Two of my good friends from college were at this event! There’s Nat and Staci right there. How random is that? I’m off to e-mail them right now. I gotta know how this thing turned out.
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Ha. I just saw a great signature on Slashdot:
- The only “intuitive” interface is the nipple. After that, it’s all learned.
Hmmm… I wonder what Jakob would make of that? (Snookums just wondered: “hence the nipple-mouse on IBM thinkpads?” I don’t think that reasoning works though. You’d get drool all over your keyboard.)
Matt has written an incredibly useful bookmarklet that turns on all the table borders within the page you’re viewing. It’s nice for instantly checking your own work and for seeing the ways complicated sites put their pages together. It’s only for IE on Windoze machines, but it’s worth grabbing if you can.
I’m finding tons of interesting stuff online today. For instance, ever wonder about ramen noodles? Like, how are they made? Is it just one long noodle? Are they really that bad for you? This article has it all. And another thing: is the Counting Crows song “Mr. Jones” really about Adam Duritz’s penis? Enquiring minds want to know.
Looks like Peter Buck’s back in town to face those air rage charges.
I would’ve thought Roger Ebert would’ve had more to say about that whole Phantom Edit thing. I mean, as a Star Wars fan myself I wish the film had been better. But as a film student, I don’t like the idea that we can just cut up somebody else’s work because we didn’t agree with it.
Salon also has an interview today with the horse from Monty Python and the Holy Grail. That’s right, the non-existent horse. Really it’s just a pair of coconut shell halves that they banged together. But you knew that.
Those Duct Tape promgoers from my high school were mentioned on Salon! (They had the red, white, and silver ensembles.)
Just this morning Snookums and I were discussing my dream job, which is basically to get paid for surfing and writing about the ‘Net. We agreed that I might have a chance writing for a newspaper or television show, but that I don’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of getting paid for online content. So I just keep doing what I’ve been doing: working for The Man during the day, and doing my own stuff whenever I get a chance. It beats being homeless. John Scalzi agrees with me. (Again, link courtesy of John.)
Ha! The next time I get in another REM versus U2 battle, I’m gonna whip out this little story. The Metafilter comments are pretty good too. My favorite: “Good luck, U2. They jumped the shark long ago, with the lame Batman movie song they did.” Word. (Links courtesy of John.)