Tuesday, March 19, 2013

American thing.

I tried to do the American thing by replacing cow milk (poison) with coconut milk creamer (hip not-poison) in a Tetra-Pak container for my coffee. It tasted like Rosemary's baby's spit, but I drained the entire mug to punish myself for disrespecting coconut milk and coffee.

Kerunch.

I am snacking on shelled pistachios, or pure nut meat if you wish.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Waft.

Me: neroli, pink pepper, bamboo, champaca, freesia, basmati, myrrh, green tea and musk.

You: stale alcohol.

We clash. I'm moving over to 'politics', but you have good taste in design magazines.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Blorp.

Her face had changed. It was narrow as ever but it seemed to me that her maker was remoulding it from the chin up. I wondered if I was wrong to peg her as one of the pretty girls in class.

Then it hit me.

She got fat.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Squosh.

I can feel my butt crack when I sit down.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Practice #1.

From this Boing Boing post about Sarah Palin:

Andrew Sullivan, with whom I agree not all of the time, but do this time, says this about the CBS News interview embedded above: "All you can say is: unbelievable. Except it's true. She is the vice-presidential candidate of a national political party. Seriously."

The phrase I italicised is just really awkward. 'With whom' is usually deployed to avoid ending a sentence with a preposition, and the blogger was never in danger of that. What she really meant was:

Andrew Sullivan, who/whom I don't agree with all the time. . .

If she REALLY wanted to use 'with whom', I'd suggest:

Andrew Sullivan, with whom I disagree sometimes. . .

'Not all of the time' is as graceful as a clown in Dutch clogs. 'Whom' usage is sadly falling out of favour, and does sound a little old-fashioned and formal these days. Given the tone and content of Boing Boing, I think it would be consistent for the bloggers to stay away from 'whom'. Except in the steampunk posts, of course. ;)

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Blerk.

The freshly boiled pasta smelled like wet dog, but it didn't stop me form serving it with a side of French beans.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Point.

Right now, there is only one famous female singer from Barbados and her name is Rihanna. Not Rhianna. Never Rhianna. Why is it so fucking difficult to get right?