Last night, I watched the new Bob Saget comedy special on HBO. Halfway through watching it, I expected my parents to burst through the front door and yell at me. It's so vulgar and inappropriate. It's also pretty funny. If you don't mind hearing the word "fuck" a hundred times, then this is a comedy special for you.
My only advice is not to watch it if you want to keep your image of Bob Saget to the person who was the dad on Full House or the host of America's Funniest Home Videos. But, who wants to admit they watched that?
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Is Anyone Else Watching This Show?
Elly's List
My friend Elly posted this on her blog, and I thought it would be an interesting goal. Especially since I'll be spending alot of time indoors reading this winter. Those in bold, I've already read. Some of these books, I've read halfway through, those are in italics. Sometimes, I start a book, and then find one I'm more interested in at the time. I really need to finish them. I also understand that this is a list generated by Time magazine, but there's some I've been meaning to read for a while on this list.
Time's 100 Best American Novels post-1923
The Adventures of Augie March
Saul Bellow
All the King's Men
Robert Penn Warren
American Pastoral
Philip Roth
An American Tragedy
Theodore Dreiser
Animal Farm
George Orwell
Appointment in Samarra
John O'Hara
Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret
Judy Blume
The Assistant
Bernard Malamud
At Swim-Two-Birds
Flann O'Brien
Atonement
Ian McEwan
Beloved
Toni Morrison
The Berlin Stories
Christopher Isherwood
The Big Sleep
Raymond Chandler
The Blind Assassin
Margaret Atwood
Blood Meridian
Cormac McCarthy
Brideshead Revisited
Evelyn Waugh
The Bridge of San Luis Rey
Thornton Wilder
Call It Sleep
Henry Roth
Catch-22
Joseph Heller
The Catcher in the Rye
J.D. Salinger
A Clockwork Orange
Anthony Burgess
The Confessions of Nat Turner
William Styron
The Corrections
Jonathan Franzen (I refuse to read this book. Someone should convince me otherwise)
The Crying of Lot 49
Thomas Pynchon
A Dance to the Music of Time
Anthony Powell
The Day of the Locust
Nathanael West
Death Comes for the Archbishop
Willa Cather
A Death in the Family
James Agee
The Death of the Heart
Elizabeth Bowen
Deliverance
James Dickey
Dog Soldiers
Robert Stone
Falconer
John Cheever
The French Lieutenant's Woman
John Fowles
The Golden Notebook
Doris Lessing
Go Tell it on the Mountain
James Baldwin
Gone With the Wind
Margaret Mitchell
The Grapes of Wrath
John Steinbeck
Gravity's Rainbow
Thomas Pynchon
The Great Gatsby
F. Scott Fitzgerald
A Handful of Dust
Evelyn Waugh
The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter
Carson McCullers
The Heart of the Matter
Graham Greene
Herzog
Saul Bellow
Housekeeping
Marilynne Robinson
A House for Mr. Biswas
V.S. Naipaul
I, Claudius
Robert Graves
Infinite Jest
David Foster Wallace
Invisible Man
Ralph Ellison
Light in August
William Faulkner
The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe
C.S. Lewis
Lolita
Vladimir Nabokov
Lord of the Flies
William Golding
The Lord of the Rings
J.R.R. Tolkien
Loving
Henry Green
Lucky Jim
Kingsley Amis
The Man Who Loved Children
Christina Stead
Midnight's Children
Salman Rushdie
Money
Martin Amis
The Moviego
Walker Percy
Mrs. Dalloway
Virginia Woolf
Naked Lunch
William Burroughs
Native Son
Richard Wright
Neuromancer
William Gibson
Never Let Me Go
Kazuo Ishiguro
1984
George Orwell
On the Road
Jack Kerouac
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Ken Kesey
The Painted Bird
Jerzy Kosinski
Pale Fire
Vladimir Nabokov
A Passage to India
E.M. Forster
Play It As It Lays
Joan Didion
Portnoy's Complaint
Philip Roth
Possession
A.S. Byatt
The Power and the Glory
Graham Greene
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie
Muriel Spark
Rabbit, Run
John Updike
Ragtime
E.L. Doctorow
The Recognitions
William Gaddis
Red Harvest
Dashiell Hammett
Revolutionary Road
Richard Yates
The Sheltering Sky
Paul Bowles
Slaughterhouse-Five
Kurt Vonnegut
Snow Crash
Neal Stephenson
The Sot-Weed Factor
John Barth
The Sound and the Fury
William Faulkner
The Sportswriter
Richard Ford
The Spy Who Came in From the Cold
John le Carre
The Sun Also Rises
Ernest Hemingway
Their Eyes Were Watching God
Zora Neale Hurston
Things Fall Apart
Chinua Achebe
To Kill a Mockingbird
Harper Lee
To the Lighthouse
Virginia Woolf
Tropic of Cancer
Henry Miller
Ubik
Philip K. Dick
Under the Net
Iris Murdoch
Under the Volcano
Malcolm Lowry
Watchmen
Alan Moore & Dave Gibbons
White Noise
Don DeLillo
White Teeth
Zadie Smith
Wide Sargasso Sea
Jean Rhys
Time's 100 Best American Novels post-1923
The Adventures of Augie March
Saul Bellow
All the King's Men
Robert Penn Warren
American Pastoral
Philip Roth
An American Tragedy
Theodore Dreiser
Animal Farm
George Orwell
Appointment in Samarra
John O'Hara
Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret
Judy Blume
The Assistant
Bernard Malamud
At Swim-Two-Birds
Flann O'Brien
Atonement
Ian McEwan
Beloved
Toni Morrison
The Berlin Stories
Christopher Isherwood
The Big Sleep
Raymond Chandler
The Blind Assassin
Margaret Atwood
Blood Meridian
Cormac McCarthy
Brideshead Revisited
Evelyn Waugh
The Bridge of San Luis Rey
Thornton Wilder
Call It Sleep
Henry Roth
Catch-22
Joseph Heller
The Catcher in the Rye
J.D. Salinger
A Clockwork Orange
Anthony Burgess
The Confessions of Nat Turner
William Styron
The Corrections
Jonathan Franzen (I refuse to read this book. Someone should convince me otherwise)
The Crying of Lot 49
Thomas Pynchon
A Dance to the Music of Time
Anthony Powell
The Day of the Locust
Nathanael West
Death Comes for the Archbishop
Willa Cather
A Death in the Family
James Agee
The Death of the Heart
Elizabeth Bowen
Deliverance
James Dickey
Dog Soldiers
Robert Stone
Falconer
John Cheever
The French Lieutenant's Woman
John Fowles
The Golden Notebook
Doris Lessing
Go Tell it on the Mountain
James Baldwin
Gone With the Wind
Margaret Mitchell
The Grapes of Wrath
John Steinbeck
Gravity's Rainbow
Thomas Pynchon
The Great Gatsby
F. Scott Fitzgerald
A Handful of Dust
Evelyn Waugh
The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter
Carson McCullers
The Heart of the Matter
Graham Greene
Herzog
Saul Bellow
Housekeeping
Marilynne Robinson
A House for Mr. Biswas
V.S. Naipaul
I, Claudius
Robert Graves
Infinite Jest
David Foster Wallace
Invisible Man
Ralph Ellison
Light in August
William Faulkner
The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe
C.S. Lewis
Lolita
Vladimir Nabokov
Lord of the Flies
William Golding
The Lord of the Rings
J.R.R. Tolkien
Loving
Henry Green
Lucky Jim
Kingsley Amis
The Man Who Loved Children
Christina Stead
Midnight's Children
Salman Rushdie
Money
Martin Amis
The Moviego
Walker Percy
Mrs. Dalloway
Virginia Woolf
Naked Lunch
William Burroughs
Native Son
Richard Wright
Neuromancer
William Gibson
Never Let Me Go
Kazuo Ishiguro
1984
George Orwell
On the Road
Jack Kerouac
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Ken Kesey
The Painted Bird
Jerzy Kosinski
Pale Fire
Vladimir Nabokov
A Passage to India
E.M. Forster
Play It As It Lays
Joan Didion
Portnoy's Complaint
Philip Roth
Possession
A.S. Byatt
The Power and the Glory
Graham Greene
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie
Muriel Spark
Rabbit, Run
John Updike
Ragtime
E.L. Doctorow
The Recognitions
William Gaddis
Red Harvest
Dashiell Hammett
Revolutionary Road
Richard Yates
The Sheltering Sky
Paul Bowles
Slaughterhouse-Five
Kurt Vonnegut
Snow Crash
Neal Stephenson
The Sot-Weed Factor
John Barth
The Sound and the Fury
William Faulkner
The Sportswriter
Richard Ford
The Spy Who Came in From the Cold
John le Carre
The Sun Also Rises
Ernest Hemingway
Their Eyes Were Watching God
Zora Neale Hurston
Things Fall Apart
Chinua Achebe
To Kill a Mockingbird
Harper Lee
To the Lighthouse
Virginia Woolf
Tropic of Cancer
Henry Miller
Ubik
Philip K. Dick
Under the Net
Iris Murdoch
Under the Volcano
Malcolm Lowry
Watchmen
Alan Moore & Dave Gibbons
White Noise
Don DeLillo
White Teeth
Zadie Smith
Wide Sargasso Sea
Jean Rhys
Monday, August 27, 2007
Move into new house - check.
On one of the hottest days of the year, my family and three awesome friends helped us move into our new home. It's strange living somewhere new for the first time in five years. But, we're adjusting, and trying not to feel so exhausted this week. I hope everyone else out there is doing well. I'll post some pictures in a few weeks when there are less boxes lying around.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Grandma's Caramel Nut Rolls
When I first started dating my husband, he lived in Frederick in an awesome apartment on Market Street. We would visit with my Grandma and Grandpa almost every weekend. Usually, we would go over for brunch on Sunday mornings. My Grandma made these sticky buns all the time. They were also the first thing I made in my new home. They are pretty simple to make, but take time. This recipe makes a double batch.
Caramel nut Rolls (our sticky buns)
2 pkg. dry yeast (4.5 teaspoons)
2 cups warm water
1/2 cup granulated sugar
2 tsp. salt
4 Tbs. soft butter or margarine (I use butter)
2 eggs
7 cups flour
Dissolve yeast in warm water in a large mixing bowl. Stir in sugar, salt and butter. Add eggs one at a time. Add flour - one cup at a time, beating well after second cup. Work remaining flour in until dough is easy to handle. (I throw all of these into a kitchenaid equipped with a dough hook). Cover tightly and refrigerate overnight, or up to 4 days.
Caramel Nut Mix
Combine
1/2 cup sugar and 2 tsp. cinnamon
Melt 2/3 cup butter or margarine.
On floured board, roll dough into a 15"x9" oblong. Spread with some of the melted butter (margarine) covering dough well. Sprinkle with cinnamon mixture.
Combine remaining melted butter or margarine, 1 cup packed brown sugar, and place in bottom of 13"x9" oblong pan (I use a lasagna pan). Sprinkle 2 tsp. corn syrup and 2/3 cup chopped pecans over mixture.
Roll dough up tightly, beginning at wide end. (I brush butter on the dough as I'm rolling) Cut into 1" slices and place in prepared pan. Cover and let rise about 1.5 hours.
Bake at 350 degrees for 20-30 minutes on top rack of oven. Do not overbake. Turnout to cool.
Note: When you turn these out, there will likely be some of the topping still in the pan. Take a spatula and gently drizzle the extra evenly over the buns. It is not easily spread.
Monday, August 20, 2007
In Memoriam
One of my most favorite people ever, my Grandma, Margaret Rose, passed away yesterday. I could go on and on about how she was one of the best Grandma's a little (and big) girl could have ever wanted, and maybe I will some other day.
But, for now, I will share one of my favorite recipes of hers. Some of the best times with my family were spent over this vegetable dip in the living room of Elm Street. It is best enjoyed with Gibbles potato chips. If they are hard to come by in your neighborhood, I suggest Grandma Utz.
Margaret Rose's Rainbow Dip (makes a double batch)
2 packages Philadelphia Cream Cheese
1/2 Cup Mayo
1 Tbs. Red Wine Vinegar
2 Tsp. Sugar
1/2 Tsp. Salt (or more to taste)
1 Fairly good size cucumber
1/2 Green Pepper
4-6 Radishes, depending on size
Pulse cucumber in food processor and drain excess water. Pulse green pepper and radishes and place in bowl with cucumber. Pulse together remaining ingredients. Add vegetables to food processor and pulse until smooth. Chill at least 2 hours to allow flavors to meld. Serve with salty chips made with lard.
I have to be honest in saying that sometimes, this dip is served straight away.
I will be back later in the week with her recipe for sticky buns.
But, for now, I will share one of my favorite recipes of hers. Some of the best times with my family were spent over this vegetable dip in the living room of Elm Street. It is best enjoyed with Gibbles potato chips. If they are hard to come by in your neighborhood, I suggest Grandma Utz.
Margaret Rose's Rainbow Dip (makes a double batch)
2 packages Philadelphia Cream Cheese
1/2 Cup Mayo
1 Tbs. Red Wine Vinegar
2 Tsp. Sugar
1/2 Tsp. Salt (or more to taste)
1 Fairly good size cucumber
1/2 Green Pepper
4-6 Radishes, depending on size
Pulse cucumber in food processor and drain excess water. Pulse green pepper and radishes and place in bowl with cucumber. Pulse together remaining ingredients. Add vegetables to food processor and pulse until smooth. Chill at least 2 hours to allow flavors to meld. Serve with salty chips made with lard.
I have to be honest in saying that sometimes, this dip is served straight away.
I will be back later in the week with her recipe for sticky buns.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Things Are Lookin' Up
Knitting
I know I haven't written many knitting updates. It's because I haven't really been knitting. Soon, I will have successfully moved into a house with my very own room. I promise after that, there will be knitting and sewing updates galore!
Also, I am trying to read Jane Austen for the first time, and I'm finding it tedious. I'm guessing the movie version of Pride and Prejudice is more fun.
Also, I am trying to read Jane Austen for the first time, and I'm finding it tedious. I'm guessing the movie version of Pride and Prejudice is more fun.
Friday, August 03, 2007
The End of Indie Rock
Today, while hopefully scouring the news at pitchfork for an upcoming Les Savy Fav tour outside the realm of NYC, I came across this unsettling picture.
No, this is not photoshopped. This is an actual cd that is being released in the United States by those people who release "Now That's What I Call Music". I know that I should be glad that the release of the first, of what will likely be many, cd's of this nature will bring good music to the ears of those who've been stuck in Dave Matthews Band Land for too long, but I am not.
I know this shouldn't come as a suprise to me. Indie Rock is everywhere in mainstream culture now. Many more indie bands are signing to major labels, and putting out some of their best albums so far (most notably Sleater-Kinney and Modest Mouse). Their songs have been selling everything from minivans, to VW's, to phones.
I think what makes me sad/angry is that now indie rock will just be another buzz word for the music industry, whereas it used to be basically underground and not talked about in Rolling Stone except for in the tiny margin stories.Here's a quote from the marketers of this cd:
"We're partnering with MTV2, and the focus is going to be Wal-Marts, big box stores, red states, and TV advertising-- to really go beyond... We don't really expect indie rock stores to support this record. It's for the casual fan."
This quote is also bothersome. They're not going to release it in indie stores. YOU KNOW WHY? Because people who shop at indie stores already HAVE all of these albums and have been listening to these bands for years.
So, now, we'll be fighting all these assholes at shows who have only heard one song off of this compliation and drunkenly scream for that one song at shows. It will not be good. Maybe it's a good thing that I bought a house this year and can't afford to go to many concerts afterall.
I guess my hope for this compilation is that there's some kid out there, who's stuck listening to all the stupid pop crap his/her friends are listening to, and mistakenly buys this cd at Target only to discover that there really is REAL HONEST music out there worth spending your parents dollars on. That would make it all alright, I suppose.
No, this is not photoshopped. This is an actual cd that is being released in the United States by those people who release "Now That's What I Call Music". I know that I should be glad that the release of the first, of what will likely be many, cd's of this nature will bring good music to the ears of those who've been stuck in Dave Matthews Band Land for too long, but I am not.
I know this shouldn't come as a suprise to me. Indie Rock is everywhere in mainstream culture now. Many more indie bands are signing to major labels, and putting out some of their best albums so far (most notably Sleater-Kinney and Modest Mouse). Their songs have been selling everything from minivans, to VW's, to phones.
I think what makes me sad/angry is that now indie rock will just be another buzz word for the music industry, whereas it used to be basically underground and not talked about in Rolling Stone except for in the tiny margin stories.Here's a quote from the marketers of this cd:
"We're partnering with MTV2, and the focus is going to be Wal-Marts, big box stores, red states, and TV advertising-- to really go beyond... We don't really expect indie rock stores to support this record. It's for the casual fan."
This quote is also bothersome. They're not going to release it in indie stores. YOU KNOW WHY? Because people who shop at indie stores already HAVE all of these albums and have been listening to these bands for years.
So, now, we'll be fighting all these assholes at shows who have only heard one song off of this compliation and drunkenly scream for that one song at shows. It will not be good. Maybe it's a good thing that I bought a house this year and can't afford to go to many concerts afterall.
I guess my hope for this compilation is that there's some kid out there, who's stuck listening to all the stupid pop crap his/her friends are listening to, and mistakenly buys this cd at Target only to discover that there really is REAL HONEST music out there worth spending your parents dollars on. That would make it all alright, I suppose.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Update
Sorry I've been MIA these past few weeks. I've been working in a far away place.
Here's the answers to some popular questions I've received lately in order to get you back on track:
1. Yes, I finished Harry Potter the day it officially came out and I loved it.
2. We don't move into our house for a few more weeks.
3. The Elvis Reese Cups are a little too sweet for my taste.
4. I love Costco.
I will try to bring you other news of life and random findings soon. Until then, enjoy the summer my five readers!
Here's the answers to some popular questions I've received lately in order to get you back on track:
1. Yes, I finished Harry Potter the day it officially came out and I loved it.
2. We don't move into our house for a few more weeks.
3. The Elvis Reese Cups are a little too sweet for my taste.
4. I love Costco.
I will try to bring you other news of life and random findings soon. Until then, enjoy the summer my five readers!
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