I ate pork belly last night. It was delicious. It was from Niman Ranch and it was grilled. It was like eating GIANT BACON.
Month: August 2004
State of Education
Lies my teacher told me indeed. We’ll leave no pregnant teen behind!
Taste, good and bad
Today’s food: Coffee and muffin, at some random cafe. Fresh fruit, iced tea, at Citizen Cake. Burger with avocado and cheddar, fries, Stella, at Flippers on Hayes. Crepe with chocolate, fresh figs, and vanilla ice cream, at Ti Couz. Booze at Zeitgeist. Giant bacon pork belly at Blue Plate. More booze at Argus, featuring, dear lord, a drink called the Jon Benet Ramsey, which includes ginger ale, vanilla vodka, and a crushed cherry.
Mentor Inside
Branding becomes difficult when you’re producing something that isn’t directly seen. It’s not like you can flash “Mentor Saline Inside” on the screen during boot (or while knocking boots), and I don’t imagine it’ll be popular to use tattoos or literal brands to promote a particular variety of implant. Are there any real differences between brands of saline implant? “Well, mine have 0.4 mm walls and are guaranteed for 10 years or 100,000 miles.” Or maybe “You got a Hemi in there?“
Buy Buy Buy
Vomitola has been all about the intimate apparel recently, so I thought I’d contribute a link to Neighborhoodies, where you can buy, say, Allston-themed lingerie. Some items are suitable only for three-letter neighborhoods, apparently. Such a shame– you can say so much more with four letters!
I keep telling you, there is no cabal
San Francisco: much bigger than Boston. I got lost heading home from the ultra-swank Redwood Room (try the mango mojito) and within a few blocks stumbled through open-air drug markets and weathered-looking streetwalkers. Boston keeps itself better-dressed, I think, or just freezes all its street people to death in the winter.
I’m glad the conference is over and I’m free to wander about it and explore and understand it a little better. I’ve got a whole week off now and I’m looking forward to being able to set aside work-related thoughts like Miguel’s latest profile in Technology Review or some random whining about mergers and rumors.
Will you people quit it with the intrigue? I keep telling you, there is no cabal!
Now here’s a positive review, I think
… A must read for chick lit fans, subscribers to US Weekly, and anyone with an ounce of curiosity about Hollywood. Wow, I’ll be sure to miss that one.