Complications

Me: I’ll have a cup of tea.

Barrista: Grande?

Me: How big is grande?

B: Medium big.

Me: Then what’s the big called?

B: Vente.

Me: How big is Vente?

B: (Points)

Me: Whoa. Way too big. What’s the little one?

B: Short.

Me: I’ll have that one.

Peet’s Coffee offers small, medium, and large cups. I go there because they don’t make me think before I’ve had my caffeine.

Obscure Persephone Joke Here

I’m a girl who digs a good system. Therefore, I was disproportionately excited to come across this method of opening pomegranates without staining yourself and your kitchen.

And as long as you’re opening pomegranates, make this guacamole immediately. It has pears, grapes, and pomegranates in it. I know it sounds odd, but it’s so good it’ll make your tastebuds ache.

The Goods

Evan posted some photos of our wedding. I’ll eventually post some of ours too. Our photographer brought us 1,500 prints in one of those huge plastic bins one usually uses to store sweaters for winter. The thought of sorting through them gives me hives.

The Thrill is Gone

Bryan has just taken a shower, and I leap on him.

Me: Ug! You’re still all wet!

(Blow on his shoulder in a mock-sexy attempt to dry him off.)

Him: Whoa! I thought you were going to spit on me at first.

Me: Spit on you?

Him: I know. I was like, “Um. That’s not-hot.”

Me: Spitting on you equals not hot.

Him: I’m thinking, we’ve only been married like three weeks, and already she’s trying to kick it up a notch.

Josh Cagan

Have you met Josh Cagan? He amuses me greatly:

On the movie Thirteen:

“Okay. Dig this. I have a thirteen year-old neice. I’m sure one of her friends is messed up. I’ll get her to confide in me, and then we’ll write an awesome screenplay about it! What better way to teach a troubled child the difference between right and wrong, than to reward her behavior with ALL OF THE MONEY, FAME, AND MEDIA EXPOSURE IN THE WORLD!!!

The completely awesome thing about that plan, is that NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING, is better for an emotionally damaged kid than turning them into a cautionary example/media wunderkind/eroticized child whore-pop SENSATION!!!!! Because the ads sure as shootin’ don’t show any repentant, seen-the-error-of-their-ways teenage girls, they show ROCKET HOT YOUNG DRUGGED UP NOT-EVEN-BARELY-LEGAL-POON-A-PALOOZA-CHICK-A-LICK-A-DING DONG!!!! HELLO!!!

So, three cheers, director. Attaboy, producers. Sorry, kid. Hope the sidewalk in front of the Viper Room is soft and warm.”

Nathan

Nate P., who is the kind of person you miss:

“When I was home in the Bay Area a couple of weeks ago for the wedding, I had dinner with a friend, and he asked me why it is I write this blog. “What’s the attraction?” he wanted to know. I can’t explain all of it, but I was able to finally stumble into the idea that blogging is in part a form of prayer…

Is it a bit scary to pray here, where others can read what’s going on? Yeah, but here’s the thing. I believe that God is found in each of us (panentheism), that each face is the face of God, and in my particular religion, the face of Christ. Bits of the God-spark live in each of us. By sometimes praying while writing and letting other people read it, I’m not praying to any of you out there. But we all may be the agents of change for each other, working out our lives with and for one another, helping to create the kingdom of God here on earth, in our lives.”