Went to a beautiful wedding this past weekend with some pals from Smiff. Said friends reminded me that I used to have this blog thing and I remembered that I only work 8 hours a week now (farm stand what up)*. I also hadn’t looked at my RSS feed in over a month, so this was interesting. I have just taken the first couple of things that showed up when browsing through each section. Links away!
Here in Maine we don’t have blueberries yet, but if you have some inferior non-Maine fascimiles of the berry, here’s a cool blueberry cocktail.
Women are rocking out all over the place in the 21st century. This includes the wine industry.
Possibly an old post, but yet another waist-whittling performed by a magazine determined to make me feel self-conscious about my figure.
Love McSweeney’s. Love love love. An example? My Family’s Trending Topics.
Sometimes anthropologists get a bit annoying, but I totally have a serious science degree, you guys! (The Mouse-Over text is important, here)
How Mace Windu should have handled Chancellor Palpatine’s arrest. No snakes.
For those of you on a budget, here are 50 Healthy Foods under a $1 a pound.
Drink a lot of coffee? (The 1st step is admitting you have a problem) Here’s what the caffeine is really doing to your brain.
What is goodbye in the world of Facebook/Twitter/etc? Awkwardly difficult, if you just broke up with someone (especially if they are either a. in tune with technology or b. a computer science major. I need to date a Luddite Artist who Lives in the woods with no 3G access, seriously). Here’s a plug-in that might help with that separation.
Probably no one else cares, but Spotify is coming to Linux! Yes!
Medical establishment commodity fetishism? Clothing grown from bacteria.
Steven hates mushrooms but loves feta. Kim loves potatoes but won’t eat steak because of the methane in cow farts. Food money is tight in the recession. We’re sick of the wheat vs. white bread argument every week. There’s a (web)app for that.
*Also, just found my old Simple Plan album. This is sad because I have another one in my car. But “Addicted” is still er….addicting. And no one knows what it’s like to be me. No one, my friends. No one.