Friday, July 14, 2006

Please, Sir, Can You Spare Some Change?

If we're reading this document correctly (via Think Progress), then the White House will ask Congress for another $110 billion (with a B) for Iraq next year.

Now I'm just throwin' this out there, cause god knows there are tons of places where a few billion could come from, but: Do you think they could make do with $108 billion?


Thursday, July 13, 2006

Rain is the New Singles Bar

As I was walking home from work down Rhode Island Avenue, approaching 17th Street, buckets of water suddenly started to pour from the sky. Those of us with umbrellas quickly whipped them out.

I noticed two twenty-something girls walking under one umbrella down 17th, crossing Rhode Island in front of me. Or rather, I noticed the man, sans umbrella, skulking about fifteen paces behind them, staring at them and clearly thinking hard about something. After a beat, he jogged up and ducked underneath their umbrella.

For a second I thought he must know them, and was only calculating the number of wuss points he was about to add up by being afraid of a little rain. The girls, however, looked dismayed, especially as he held out his hand and with a coy smile said, "Hi, I'm Robert. It just looked so nice and dry over here."

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I've got a secret...

Let's have a quick note on one of the best shows on television: Project Runway. I've been on the bandwagon since day 1, trying (successfully!) to get all my friends to watch. I'm thrilled that they're doing it twice a year now, and not solely relying on the once-a-year New York Fashion week for the finale. I already have Bravo on for pre-Season Premiere starting in a few minutes.

I noticed there was an article in todays WaPo about the show, but stopped reading about a paragraph in because I don't even like to hear the assignment given away, if I can help it. I heard a few hours later that--oh my god--the writer gave away the ending of the premiere! Why, why, why would you tell people who got cut won without a spoiler warning? I would be livid! See people, this is why I don't read the news.


Update (liveblogging!): Omg! Wendy Pepper lost like a thousand pounds! She almost looks--gasp--don't say it...good!

Update 2: Heidi Klum is gorgeous and can wear just about anything beautifully, but...cornrows? Really?

Update 3: "This looks soft and like it would smell like...Febreeze." Awesome.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Tucker, You Douchebag

When I came home from work last night, my roommate was inexplicably watching Tucker Carlson's show on MSNBC. As I sat down to have a snack, Tucker announced:
We're starting a new segment today, called "Beat the Press." We're going to analyze how news outlets cover the media.

"Beat" it, indeed.

Monday, July 10, 2006

The Garden Delivers

It's true! We've been using the herbs for awhile,
Prep time
but yesterday I did a mini-harvest out back and supplemented a little last-minute bbq we threw. The grilled potato slices are going over like mad; it's becoming our staple bbq dish, that's for sure. A few minutes in the microwave, slathered in olive oil, fresh dill, fresh chives, and salt, and a few minutes on the grill so they're crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Tasty.

BBQ Preparation

Yesterday brought, however, the blow-me-away dish that I'm sure to start making every weekend and bringing in a giant tupperware bowl anytime I'm invited anywhere: fresh pico de gallo. Tomatoes and jalapenos from the yard, sufficiently diced and added to a variety of other ingredients yielded some of the tastiest - and HOT - pico de gallo I've had in a long time. Even Christopher liked it, and he hates tomatoes. We used it as an app with tortilla chips and then put it on our burgers for a little southwest edge. I should've bought an avocado.

I learned an important lesson during yesterday's grilling session: For the love of all that is holy, USE GLOVES when slicing jalapenos. I wondered if this would be an issue and consulted my roommates, who waffled long enough for me to consider myself Enough Of A Man to handle a few jalapenos bare-handed. I sliced off the stem and took a whiff, just to see if it burned my nostril hairs off, but actually they smelled just like green bell peppers. I was, in fact, concerned they wouldn't be hot enough in the dish.

I sliced and diced away, feeling no pain, until about a half an hour later. Suddenly it felt like someone was shoving lit matches underneath my fingernails - and it stayed that way until about 10am this morning. Ugh. I even put my hand in a glass of milk last night, which felt nice while I was doing it, but didn't put out the fire. Also, the pico de gallo was definitely spicy enough, though it was hit or miss because I'm not sure they were diced small enough. Time to buy a Cuisinart.

More garden pictures? Sure.
The storms completely stomped the marigolds and snapdragons, but a few are holding strong:

The begonias, on the other hand, ate it up:

The tomato plants are looking less healthy, but still producing:

Jalapenos coming out my ears:

The first green peppers should be arriving soon:
Green bell peppers

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