Thursday, January 31, 2008

Books - January 2008

Killing Yourself to Live by Chuck Klosterman
More Klosterman. He annoys some people, but he makes me laugh out loud.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Oscar pool: Part Drei

In solidarity with the striking screenwriters, I thought about canceling my usual Oscar pool and asking all of you to boycott reality television instead. And then I figured that would mean I would probably have to refrain from blogging about American Idol, and we can't have that.

So, it's time for my third annual Oscar pool/poll!

Just fill out this form:
Blythe's Oscar Pool
and submit it by midnight wherever you are on Friday, February 22, 2008.

Yes, indeed, there will be prizes.

Last year's results
And the results from 2006
A great Oscar info site

Monday, January 28, 2008

Yes, it's another list

1. I love to bake but have never made really great chocolate chip cookies. I like the chewy (not cakey or crispy) kind. But yesterday I tried the recipe in The New Best Recipes and it is my new standby. Trust those Cook's Illustrated people, they know what they're doing.

2. Apparently winter occurred for two days in November and now it's springtime. Or maybe fall? Where is the snow, Mutter Nature?

3. If you haven't seen Veronica Mars, you must add all three seasons to your Netflix queue. FRACK, people, I'm not kidding.

4. Theo now has nine or ten teeth. He has two or three new ones that appeared without warning the other day, but he won't open his mouth wide enough for me to count them. He has turned from a pterodactyl into a T-Rex.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Massage Therapy

I started a heartfelt post about Britney Spears and how fame is her drug (she is DATING A PAPARAZZO, people, you can't make this stuff up). I mused about how bizarre it must be to learn that, when another celebrity dies (and I won't even mention how that made me sad even though I was not a huge fan, but what a waste. I can't quit you, Ennis delMar) people react by saying, "I figured it would be Britney next." Though a horrified part of me thinks she is in such a bad place that just seeing her name in the paper again gives her another hit.

And we thought Michael Jackson had taken celebrity to its lowest common denominator. He still has her beat, but she's going off into a completely different direction.

ANYWAY, I was going to try to be more coherent than this, but then I read the following:
Masseuse called Mary-Kate Olsen before 911
and really, doesn't that just tell you all you need to know about crisis management in Hollywood? If I ever find a dead body, I'm going to grab my cell phone and give John Stamos a ring, because that Full House cast, they know how to get somebody out of a jam.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

What I Learned on My Winter Vacation

1. The upside to jetlag: rising early and arriving at Target just as they open their doors, and shopping in peace even on the Saturday before Christmas.

2. Bing was right, there really is nothing like a white Christmas.

3. It is possible to fit 22.5 family members into the JCPenney photo studio. It feels a little like that time you and your four friends managed to smash all your faces in the frame at the automatic photo booth, but everybody does eventually get into the picture.

4. The most challenging aspect of completing a Master's degree thesis is not successfully defending it before a faculty committee; it's getting the freaking format to comply with the graduate office's VERY SPECIFIC rules.

5. Trim your child's fingernails before embarking on a trans-Atlantic journey, or you'll arrive looking like you spent the trip in the cargo hold with a bunch of cats who have escaped their carriers.

6. Three weeks with the grandparents mean Baby is v.v. clean, has gained weight, and Mommy isn't used to dealing with all the interruptions to her internet surfing anymore. Why didn't they teach him to change his own diaper while they were at it?