By bendystraw on November 18, 2004
Have you heard? Beer and cheese is the new wine and cheese. You probably have heard, since I’m usually a latecomer to culinary trends. Anyway, next month I’m throwing a pre-holiday beer and cheese party, and I recruited my friend Clair–beer judge and brewer extraordinaire–to help with the pairings. First requirement for such an undertaking? […]
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By bendystraw on November 16, 2004
Boss-across and I recently had a very disturbing conversation: Boss-across-the-hall: Tell me again about the secret table missing from our database diagram? Becky: What secret table? BATH: The one you told me about earlier. Becky: You didn’t find it yet? I said that so you’d get out of my office. I’m busy finishing up these […]
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By bendystraw on November 14, 2004
It used to be a favorite ritual: get up early, go to the gym, hope that the City Paper delivery guy shows up before the end of my workout, snag a paper on the way out, and read I Love You, I Hate You over a bowl of shredded cinnamon mini-wheats. But now it’s all […]
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By bendystraw on November 10, 2004
According to the exercises in What Color is My Parachute, my destiny in life is to be a cult leader. This career path has many advantages over my current position in the soulless office park: Work from home: Through the wonders of the interweb, I can preach in my PJs. Travel: I’ll hold quarterly cult […]
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By bendystraw on November 7, 2004
Why are men with trebuchets, catapults, and cannons shooting pumpkins at this airplane? Because today was the final day of the nineteenth annual World Championship Punkin Chunkin. Memo to pilots: for obvious reasons (like huge pumpkins being hurled into the air at ridiculous speeds), there is a low-flying aircraft ban in effect during the festival. […]
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By bendystraw on November 1, 2004
Happy thirtieth birthday to Hello Kitty, that irresistible, mouthless feline who brings out the inner consumer whore in all of us. Seriously, the Sanrio employee who thought up Hello Kitty should get the Nobel Prize in marketing genius. My friend Superwoman, maker of apple-almond cheesecakes, organizer of book clubs, and sender of good links, has […]
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