Paolo Nutini
I know someone who will probably laugh at the irony of me posting this song, but it always gets me in a good mood. Especially when it's 6:30am and I'm on the road to Worcester.
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I know someone who will probably laugh at the irony of me posting this song, but it always gets me in a good mood. Especially when it's 6:30am and I'm on the road to Worcester.
Corey started it, and now I've got a whole new list of songs I can't stop listening to. Here's one; this gal's got one hell of a set of pipes on her:
Link: The gentle art of selling yourself | Review | The Observer. In particular:
In Kurt Vonnegut's words (there I go, quoting again): you are what you pretend to be.
I had a horrible realization today: When I graduate, I will no longer have access to all the research, journals, and books via the UMass Libraries. I'll be lost! How am I going to research therapy techniques, learn the new research, and educate myself if I can't get to the full articles on PubMed without paying an arm and a leg?? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
While making dinner I pulled out a little sharp cheddar to nibble on while i was trying out Adam's Comfort Pasta Dish. I chopped the onions and the garlic and set the knife down next to the cheese. After getting the sauce ready and putting the macaroni in, I picked up said knife and cut a bit off to enjoy.
It wasn't until I got the cheese through the first bite that I got a pleasant and unexpected smidge of garlic and onion along with the sharp cheddar. It wasn't overpowering, the little bit of garlic and onion juice clinging to the knife blade offered the perfect counterpoint to the creamy texture. Hmmm...
So this got me thinking; wouldn't it be cool to do something similar with other cheese? For example, wiping the blade over half an onion before slicing some cheddar, or passing the blade through some liqueur before slicing a cake? You'd get the perfect little hint of an essence without overpowering what you're eating.
I'll mull this one over while eating my absolutely delicious and spicy Bucatini All'Amatriciana.
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This is one of the better comments I've seen on Amazon and from the two songs I've heard, sums them up perfectly:
Imagine this: Thom Yorke, having just finished Emerson's "Self-Reliance," finds Neil Young (who is carving bars of soap into deer, elk and bear shapes) and they decide to go jam at Blue Oyster Cult's house (I assume Blue Oyster Cult all live in the same house). On the way, they pick up Lindsay Buckingham, who just happens to be out splitting kindling as Thom and Neil, hastily-packed bags slung over their shoulders, a bottle of clear, home-brewed liquid being passed between them, amble by rosy cheeked and smiling. Peeking from the woods on the other side of the (dirt) road is Sufjan Stevens, obscured by trees, who, though unnoticed, tips his hat as if to say, "I ain't mad at'cha."
Not that additional proof was needed, but I think the Food Network has officially jumped the shark when Red Lobster is advertising on it.
J is at it again with "XYLOV". This clip feels like it should be in Brazil:
And so, there is nothing better than a small glass of sangiovese and a plate of roasted chicken and roasted potatoes. And a cute adorable kitten who will curl up behind your knees when you go to bed.
From Leite's Culinaria: Meat: The Pleasures of Flesh by James Sturz. I'd say more, but my mother reads this blog. :^)
I can't say that I'm in love with this song, but I am somewhat obsessed with it. Does that make any sense?
This guy right here is, as they say, good people. Take a listen to his album at Christopher James. Reminds me a bit of Gregory Paul. Congrats on the first album Chris; may it be the start of a long string of many.
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Bruce Campbell: If Chins Could Kill: Confessions of a B Movie Actor
I'm still waiting to warm up to this autobiography. Maybe I need to see Army of Darkness again. (**)