First: Go. See. Sherlock Holmes. Aside from the witty banter in British accents, the dashing (dastardly?) duo of Robert Downey Jr. and Jude Law, and a set like a Steampunk dream, there is also the completely blatant homo-erotic subtext potential between Holmes and Watson. Anyway, just go. Or at the very least, add it to your Netflix queue.
Other things for today:
Spiffy up your home. Or, if you didn’t get a Snuggie as I did for Christmas, try your hand at a home-made fleece blanket.
I am truly envious if you have a reason to read this article from Gizmodo. Oh well, I’m holding out for the Nexus One, kind of how a middle-school girl waits for their high-school crush: impatiently and I won’t know what to do with it once I get it. But enjoy this guide!
My family had lobster tonight. One of the few perks of living in Maine year round. The running joke this evening was to call the lobsters’ claws “cuddlers,” the new name Linda Bean has come up for them, as “claws” are too scary. I really really really hope she fires that marketing director. Anyway, she’s started up some restaurants which make lobster-esque foods. The guy behind Portland Food Coma (a great blog for hipster foodies who reveled in the demise of Gourmet Magazine) went and here is his review. And it is Not. Happy. But it is especially amusing to read.
Did anyone get anything good this holiday? I’m up a Snuggie, two new (hypo-allergenic) pillows, and a bottle of Amaretto flavoring for hot cocoas, among other items. Also, Smithies? Ask me about Wednesdays are for Pudding Cups, coming soon to a dorm near you.