Who will next be handed the keys to the Aston Martin? Continue reading
Delta Sierra
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‘Mixed drink’ because the word ‘cocktail’ sounds like it’s talking about sex, not drinks. Its etymology doesn’t help much. The word used to be an adjective describing a horse with a docked tail, and how it got to mean a mixed drink has something tenuous to do with adulterated spirits. There’s another story that they were named for egg-cups, the French word for which is ‘coquetier’. You choose. Continue reading
Totally stealing this idea from, well, all over the internet. (Prompted by an exchange with EthologyNerd.)
Texts From Dog was hilarious. How about you think up your favourite author(s) and make up some text interchanges with them? Maybe also texts with a favourite movie character.
I’ll start. Texts from Margaret Atwood. Continue reading
Different fonts for different applications, of course. But my favourite sort of signature font, the one my emails go out in, is Bookman Old Style. It’s very elegant, plus, duh, bookman.
When I had my bookstore I had a lot of fun making signs for this and that. A favourite theme, not that original, I know, was to repeat the same line (SALE ON KIDBOOKS, for example) several times, one below the other, each time in a different font. For a sign for an actual sale of children’s books each line would probably be in a different primary colour. Hell on ink cartridges, but eye-catching, which is the main intent. Continue reading
Here we all are, four years on. Seven or more, for those who started with Gawker or Jezebel. Continue reading
Last Sunday, much dissatisfaction was expressed on Crass by lawn-mowers. The people, not the machines.
This is your chance to ask all your questions. I’ve maintained a bunch of lawns in a bunch of climates. Continue reading
Or, the not so humble sandwich. I have here on my plate a sandwich of roast beef, cambozola cheese and arugula, on potato bread. A moment of reverence for this divine combination, please.
In the image you see the Vietnamese classic, a banh mi. Variations abound, but start with a good crusty French roll (Vietnam was colonised by the French for awhile, and has glorious bread). Then you’ll want mayonnaise, soy sauce, sliced meat, sliced cucumber, cilantro and jalapeno slices. Maybe some daikon, pickled vegetables, sliced onion. Leaves of whatever lettuce you have handy. You get the picture. Eat it with a Vietnamese beer – the county was also colonised by the Germans for a period. Continue reading
I have my little round of websites that I visit each morning, eyes half open, coffee mug in hand. I’m sure most people do. But every now and then you need some fresh ones. Continue reading
There you are, happily reading a book or watching a movie/tv show. You’re all caught up in the story, nicely distracted from the real world. But then, whammo, a hole in the plot jerks you out of the story and into a lengthy snarl of arguing with the writers in your head.
Do I need to insert a spoiler warning here? Continue reading
I grew up near Kapuskasing (kap-us-KAY-sing). On the Mattagami River (ma-TOG-uh-mee). Not far from Opasatika (op-ah-SAT-ih-kah).
Thus, I’m used to peculiar place-names that are a problem to pronounce. Or so I thought. Then I went to South Carolina. To Beaufort. Which I pronounced ‘Bo-for’, as any proper Canadian would do. Nope. Bew-furt. Continue reading