Cake is a gift

The monthly office birthday cake – Oh Noes!

But then I thought to myself: Cake should always be a gift. It should be given, received and shared with a sense of occasion and thankfulness.

So, you should either give or receive cake but never just buy a piece of cake that cannot be celebrated, even in a small way.

In today’s body-obsessed world, cake should be a rare enough occasion to be celebrated without anxiety about bodily harm, not to mention actual, lasting bodily harm. Otherwise, cake will never be received with unabashed pleasure and gratitude. And the whole point of cake is unabashed pleasure and gratitude.

Ah, but can the trains (and buses) run on time?

On the back of my metrocard is an MTA “Train of Thought(tm)” quote from Immanuel Kant: “Out of the crooked timber of humanity, nothing entirely straight can be built.”

Tell that to your friendly neighborhood queer community. Zing!

Anyway, isn’t “perfectly straight” more or less a human concept? The crooked is quite often functional and beautiful, if we’re going to perceive and place value on such things. (I know we are.) Lighten up, Kant!

You think you’re so tough?

A guy at the gym “helped” me with the chest press machine by reducing the number of lbs. from 110 to 60. Dude, it’s a machine. An UPRIGHT machine. It’s not like I’m prone under a barbell and actually controlling all of that weight. We both know this. What you don’t know is that the way to a girl’s heart is not by patronizing her. Nice try, but no.

Rhubarb

Success! This is not so much a recipe as a reminder that one can pan fry rhubarb in butter (or in my case, nitrate free sausage drippings). I added 2 tbsp of frozen blueberries for a touch of sweetness (I mushed them up in the pan so their juice created a kind of sauce). The result was pleasingly sweet-tart. I can see why people make pies, compotes, and chutneys out of it. Might be good with meat.

This is my second time cooking rhubarb, and I was pleasantly surprised.

But then again, what is, really?

I felt that the “Dollhouse” pilot was kind of “meh.” It’s no “Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog,” is what I’m saying.

Impulse Buy?

1) Why do they sell Chapstick at Best Buy?
2) This makes me want to go to Best Buy…and just buy Chapstick.
3) With a gift card.

PB Hangover

Has anyone ever suffered from a peanut butter hangover? I’m not talking salmonella poisoning, just ODing on Whole Foods 365 Crunchy. Headache, nausea, regret. But it’s so good, man. I need to take a week long break maybe, and practice moderation!

Back in the game, briefly

Oh, and I had my first date in, like 3 years. I feel bad, because he paid for everything (I did offer to pay for myself!), and we went to Nobu 57 and everything. He was a really nice guy; it’s just that there wasn’t any chemisty. I let him down as gently as I knew how.

I totally feel like Liz Lemon on 30 Rock. Only, you know, Asian and not very funny.

Or, possibly, bacon

Whew! Peanut butter hangover. This is not the same as an alcohol hangover or salmonella poisoning. I’m pretty sure the only cure is steak.

Went to a friend’s birthday/Habitat for Humanity benefit party at the Duplex on Tuesday and was pleasantly surprised at the awesomeness of talent! Mel & El have really great timing together. I’d forgotten. I hadn’t seen any of the other performers before, but am glad I got the chance.

Now I am faced with going to an Oscar party on Sunday without having seen any of the films. D’oh! Like with any party games, I shall have to grab a drink and heckle.

Has this happened yet?

Has anyone made a simple shooter game (like the mime shooting game) in which you can throw virtual shoes (fuzzy bunny slippers, flip flops, stilettos, etc.) at an image of George W. Bush? It should have happened by now, right? Can someone send me a link?