Some random thoughts

Blueberry frozen yogurt. Mmmm.. yum.

• The Jay Leno Show is the biggest waste of television time and money in the history of television.
• So I switched over to Home Alone. What I like best about that movie is the family home. See also: The Family Stone, Father of the Bride.
  
• While I watched I was eating this delicious bowl of frozen yogurt and frozen blueberries.
• Which made me think of this post from Shapely Prose about various favourite foods that have appropriated as diet foods. I often choose fro-yo or sorbet over ice cream (because icecream can be really gluggy) and I do sometimes get a pang of DIET FOOD! gross! this is all you'll eat forever! when I do. Fuck you, diet industry.
• The number one food ruined for me by dieting is ricotta cheese. Doesn't that suck tons? On the South Beach diet you eat ricotta sprinkled with Splenda, like, twice a day. Foulness.
• Which leads me so nicely back to the show I was watching before Jay Leno and his giant stupid chin got all up in my TV face: The Biggest Loser.
• I am so conflicted about that show. It's clearly just fat porn. Aren't I watching because omg all those people are fatter than me I'm so good? Shouldn't I just switch off?
  

Thanks for letting me empty my brain all over here.

I know what you're thinking!

I do! I do!

You're thinking, hoooo, boy, is this blog about to become que ironico, as Jane Lane would say.

Well, it's not. I do have things to share. I just also am taking three classes in my graduate school program and I have a toddler who doesn't go to day care or have babysitters and my mum is visiting from Australia for a month and I am sooooo fucking drowning in busyness.

You know what I'd like to point you to in the meantime, gentle reader (singular)? Go poke around Shapely Prose for a bit. The writers of that site have opened my eyes this year like nothing I've ever read before. Obvi, I don't agree with everything they say, but I do have damn close to a 100% head-nod rate. Kate Harding alone is just about the best writer haunting the interwebs these days.

PS- You know who's fucking busy? I just heard on the radio that Renee Montagne gets to work at 12AM (she's GETTING UP then, not staying up). She and Steve Inskeep are at least 50% of the reason I get up in the morning. The other 50% is croissants from Bonaparte Breads.