A lovely video, for a lovely song, from a lovely album: Britta Persson's Kill Hollywood Me, available only on import, is one of my favorite albums this year.
And this is the very charming video for the title track:
A lovely video, for a lovely song, from a lovely album: Britta Persson's Kill Hollywood Me, available only on import, is one of my favorite albums this year.
And this is the very charming video for the title track:
btrott at 10:50 PM in Music | Permalink | Comments (0)
Thomas Friedman's "Rescue the Rescue" is one of the best things I've read about our collective financial crisis. This just kills me, because it's so true:
I totally understand the resentment against Wall Street titans bringing home $60 million bonuses. But when the credit system is imperiled, as it is now, you have to focus on saving the system, even if it means bailing out people who don’t deserve it. Otherwise, you’re saying: I’m going to hold my breath until that Wall Street fat cat turns blue. But he’s not going to turn blue; you are, or we all are. We have to get this right.
btrott at 09:16 PM in Business | Permalink | Comments (0)
btrott at 09:02 PM in Current Affairs | Permalink | Comments (1)
Google Search (2001), a search interface against a Google index from January, 2001 (FAQ)--and in honor of Google's 10th birthday--is really fascinating.
Doing a search against it for things that are common now--Movable Type, for instance; or, even, blog, which returns only 76,000 results!--yield such different results that it's truly like traveling in time, almost, which, I guess, says something for Google's ubiquity and the expectation--or, at least, my expectation--that search results presented in Google's interface actually reflect the current reality. It's disturbing, slightly.
btrott at 09:51 PM in Technology | Permalink | Comments (0)
A brilliant, manic video (via Idolator), also available on Janelle Monae's official site (with better audio quality).
btrott at 10:10 AM in Music | Permalink | Comments (0)
Cocktails, on the phone: the future is truly here!
Cocktails--my absolute favorite iPhone app, both for reference (while at the store, looking to buy everything I need to make a cocktail) and for browsing fun--just got a recent upgrade. Along with the usual bug fixes, speed improvements, &c., they've added a new collection of recipes, which they're calling the Contemporary Masters series:
Our inaugural release includes a generous 78 recipes from Seattle mixologist Jamie Boudreau. We’re confident you will find in his recipes a rich trove of fresh ideas and techniques. In another first, we’re implementing in this release our first real batch of ingredient recipes: formulations for extraordinary ingredients you make yourself, ahead of time.
The drink I'm most excited to try is the Twelve Five Cocktail, a mixture of scotch, absinthe, Punt e Mes, and Benedictine.
btrott at 01:47 PM in Food and Drink, iPhone | Permalink | Comments (2)
Jon Stewart on 24-hour news networks, from this Entertainment Weekly cover story:
On CNBC I saw a guy talking to eight people in [eight different onscreen] boxes, and they were all like, "I don't know!" It'd be like if Hurricane Ike hit, and you put on the Weather Channel, and they were yelling, "I don't know what the fuck is going on! I'm getting wet and it's windy and I don't know why and it's making me sad! Maybe the president could come down and put up some sort of windscreen?"
btrott at 01:05 PM in Current Affairs | Permalink | Comments (0)
My favorite explanation of the financial conditions that led to the bailout, from Choire Sicha:
So like, if you loaned a bunch of people money, under the mistaken impression that Michael Jackson's back catalogue would always get more expensive, and then Michael Jackson got some weird face surgery again and no one wanted his albums any more, well then they won't get more expensive and all those loans are pretty worthless—and plus you loaned people money for mp3s who really didn't have the money to pay it back anyhow!
btrott at 11:35 PM in Business | Permalink | Comments (0)
Another weekend, and yet another winner from the Lucques cookbook! This was a warm kabocha squash salad with bacon, roncal (I substituted manchego), and pecans.
This recipe from a 2004 issue of Sunset (penned by Suzanne Goin) approximates the recipe from the cookbook, as you'd expect, with a couple of slight changes.
I love kabocha squash, especially roasted as it was here, with olive oil, thyme, and some salt and pepper: it's sweet and delicious, and paired with bacon, a sherry-based vinaigrette, toasted pecans, shaved manchego, arugula... I'm hungry again, just thinking about it.
btrott at 03:27 PM in Food and Drink | Permalink | Comments (0)
George Saunders, in "My Gal", from last week's New Yorker:
Where was I? Ah, yes: I hate Élites. Which is why, whenever I am having brain surgery, or eye surgery, which is sometimes necessary due to all my non-blinking, I always hire some random Regular guy, with shaking hands if possible, who is also a drunk, scared of the sight of blood, and harbors a secret dislike for me.
btrott at 09:09 AM in New Yorker | Permalink | Comments (0)