"By experience we find out a short way by a long wandering."
--Roger Ascham

9.29.2007

The doctor is back

Before it's Tuesday again, what did you think of House's season premiere? It was more of a fun episode, heavier on the levity and hijinks. Wilson talking into a kidnapper voice machine, the janitor suggesting lupus. I liked it when the janitor kept repeating the same question to the patient's mother. Except the patient storyline of course, that wasn't funny. Cuddy looks quite fetching. But yeah, I couldn't get 100% into the story because static is not my friend.

Is House really hallucinating? He just can't quit those underlings, can he?

Checked out any of the other fall shows?

9.28.2007

My favorite ladies come together

I love Amy Sedaris. She's a riot on Letterman (search for those on YouTube, soooo funny), but she is killing me in clips from Martha Stewart's show. Check out both clips on fourfour. Anyone who could tell Martha that no one will like her cheese ball has nerves of steel.

9.25.2007

Let them eat cupcakes

I feel like I'm blogging to a brick wall (Hello? Anyone out there?), but I'll post regardless. So yeah, I'm going to type about cupcakes. I don't get them. Yes, I know what they are and they can be yum, but I'm not going to wait in a line that is full of tourists and wraps around the block for a cuppy cake. They aren't that incredible. The baked goods in question seem to be popular in this here metropolis. I stumbled upon one such purveyor and bought three cupcakes: two for a pal and one for myself. It was sweet but not too sweet, moist and fresh. I enjoyed the confection but will not be dreaming about it tonight or planning my next trip to that establishment. No cupcake addiction for me. When you think about it, cupcakes are messy and make waste because of that wrapper that you have to toss away and sometimes you get frosting on your fingers from picking it off. Giant cupcakes seem to be trendy too. When transporting cakes in a cup, you have to be careful so the frosting doesn't get all mussed and your friends don't think you're a klutzy spaz. And that is my cupcake manifesto.