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Here's an amazing encyclopedia of patron saints. Look your's up by category. My favorite categories- so far- are explosives workers, oversleeping, dairy maids, and playing card manufacturers. Fish have their own patron saint- Neot- who was supposedly just 15 inches high, and spent most of his days in wells. This will keep me amused for months. Here is what I had to say about Pho. I have had comments from several that the phrase "noodly goodness" is what I will be remembered for when I'm dead. Jeebis knows I love myself some noodly goodness, but I hope to have at least one Larger Accomplishment. Apologies to any who wished to see the Foe/Fuh issue addressed. Nigella is my new hero! I want her to cook me breakfast! Hurrah Nigella! The Manchester Guardian has a lot of stuff she's written, along with stuff written about her. Read them all! Maybe she will cook breakfast for you, too!Ok, here's the tail end of my favorite books for 01. Interestingly, many of the amazon reviews for these titles are pretty negative. What do they know? I'm currently slogging through the Lord of the Rings trilogy, which bored me silly as a kid, so I never finished 'em. I want to commend the screenwriters for vastly improving on Tolkien's dialogue; they managed to stay true to the general concept while making it much less ridiculous. Sweetie and I were talking about it, and I read some random passage from the Two Towers to make a point. Sweetie agrees--even in imaginary lands, people just don't--or shouldn't--talk like that. Apologies to hardcore JRR fans; I'm sure I'll be getting some angry messages. I still think I'm right. If you've never seen Christopher Walken dance, then baby, you ain't seen nothin. His Fatboy Slim video is remarkable, and I just discovered a tap sequence in Pennies From Heaven, an otherwise unentertainingly weird film. How many Christopher Walkens can dance on the head of a pin? He's amazing. As I was trudging up the hill from the library, I noticed several oddly accessorized people: A neatly-dressed man with a mysterious black bag and a most extravagant ceegar. A tiny, elderly woman with an Hermes head scarf and a cane featuring a jumbo-sized brass mermaid handle. A man in a business suit, with a brown and green featherduster in his back pocket. The duster got me wondering about the old gayboy language of Things in Pockets. I decided rather quickly that I didn't want to think about the possible symbolism. I discovered last week that my favorite magazine is having publishing issues, and that they need lots of subscribers. So you should visit Bust and order a subscription and send me one of their lovely cards. Glory day. I had no idea that my semi-beloved ether-snorting cue ball was still writing sports. I now have one reason to check in with espn.com, at least on Mondays. Even if you care nothing for ball, skip down towards the end and read about bigots and chickens and the fear. His latest book may be found here. Here's another short list of books-I realized that out of the titles I pulled for my favorite 10, five of them had to do with eating. So here's my favorite books about food. Even if you eat out all the time, perhaps especially if you eat out all the time, you should try and read them. Think of all the time you saved not having to read the five I hated. In the last few months, I've reviewed a small pile of various diet and health books, and it's remarkable how they all say versions of exactly the same thing: eat less fat and sugar, more vegetables. Some say add a few whole grains, some say meat, and that seems to be the single difference that an enormous industry has built itself around. How can a zillion-dollar industry be built on that foundation? Am I missing something? I regularly have absurd dreams featuring professional wrestlers. The lastest starred Stone Cold Steve Austin, who I was convincing to include PSAs for recycling in his segments. He drinks a lot of "steveweiser" beer, and has an amazing one-handed catch. The list of the five or ten best books I read in 01 will follow later; I thought to start with the five worst, so you all can feel pleased that you didn't waste time reading them. The circus book has the first mean customer review I've posted to amazon, and wouldn't you know it--I've had many personally-addressed emails thanking me for it. These are in no particular order. Note that they all seem to have colons in the title. Perhaps there is a book-purchasing tip there. Finally found a non-sold-out show for Lord of the Rings. Much enjoyment. Things I liked (so don't read this if you haven't seen it)were: Frodo suggesting he'd "put the ring away" when he first heard about the whole power thing. Under the bed in a box is an excellent place for indisputable power. I laughed and laughed. Sweetie and I marked out entirely for the badass orc dude in the fight with Strider who, when he had a sword driven into his belly, pulled himself closer to Strider by jamming the sword in deeper. Now that's a badass. My other favorite occured after the show, when Sweetie and Sweetie's Friend were complaining about elves by saying "ohhhh, I'm an elffff" in whiny falsetto voices. The follow up books in the series have lots and lots of holds on them through the library system. Nice to see. Wonder if it's kids or cheap geeks. Wonder who gets the bucks from tolkein's estate these days? My new favorite candy is the Cadbury Wunderbar. You may purchase them for me here. Ahh. While the food has been great this holiday season, and I love my presents, I'm glad it's over.
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