Forty seconds? But I want it NOW.
How did it get so high
I wonder if he speaks like an ordinary guy
(I know him and he does!)
And you're my fact-checkin' cuz.
...is the funniest thing I've seen on a Lotaburger marquee. The Lotaburger man and this pig could have a pantsless and topless wedding.
Besides a strange remix of "Don't Worry Be Happy" with Jason Mraz, this upbeat melange has provided such enjoyment as Local Natives, The Joy Formidable, Antony and the Johnsons, Blitzen Trapper, and Yeasayer. I now have hopefulness to spread around. Thanks for the tip.
Word to the wise...bring cash. New signs alert patrons to a CASH ONLY policy effective May 1, 2010. Although this sign was in full view upon entering, the dining room manager (the owner, I assumed) overheard me tell my friend we needed to go to the ATM and assured me he would accept a card. Luckily, I had enough cash anyway...I can understand how credit card merchant fees can take a chunk of revenue from small family-owned establishments.
From the Korean side of the menu, I ordered the sweet potato vermicelli with vegetables and brown rice. Although a seemingly simple stir fry on the surface, the complexities of the subtle sauce shone through as the noodles and veggies cooled, and the delicate flavors married. Pungent and flavorful housemade kimchi and chili-spiked sweet pickled cucumbers were a refreshing and delicious accompaniment (the owner informed me these were only brought with a meal upon request). My dining partner ordered from the Chinese side of the menu and settled on Kung Pao chicken. Unlike most chain or "Americanized" Chinese fare with a sweet, gloppy gloss, this Kung Pao was scarlet red with a near-brothy umami flavor. The spiciness did not overpower the dish and provided overall pleasant heat; and, the scattering of peanuts were crisp with roasted goodness -- not soggy or slimy. It was all obviously fresh and well-executed. I can't wait to go back for dinner!
Oh Devin, you are sooooo spot on. I went to see this piece of crap yesterday and I was surprised when others in the audience were brought to laughter by the tired puns and double entendres.
I was a fan of the TV show, and although no masterpiece, the first movie was a guilty cinema pleasure when it was released. This second film, however, made me sad. Sad that they thought so little of their fans. Like all we care about are shiny things and bad sex jokes. I was actually uncomfortable watching the karaoke scene. They couldn't have picked any other song?
I'm glad the real Abu Dhabi told the producers to take a hike. Wise move on their part.
I think objectivity can exist in music journalism, NB; and, I agree that doing your homework before publishing a story or review is like, DUH -- if you're a writing professional. Hell, I even get antsy posting comments on blogs and such if I'm not completely informed.
Lately, the popular sound (vis-a-vis hipster-fried-central websites like Pitchfork, Stereogum, Paste Mag, etc.) is 80s throwback a-la heavy synth pop and breathy female vocalizations. Maybe that's the "...had a little lamb" sound you're referring to, but easy on the ears is always the default for most people.
I think the most amazing part of being a music journalist today is having access to such an array of sound at the click of a mouse. It is a joy in my life to be able to scour blogs and music websites to weed out the nitty-gritty breakthroughs (potential band name, eh?) from the coattail riders.
Craptacular. But seriously, I laugh at this shit.
Remember the bald Muppet with a mustache that would be so annoyed with Grover when the only menu item was, "ARROZ CON POLL-O!"? I like that guy. Oh and Forgetful Jones, the cowboy who had serious memory problems. He was pretty badass too. He had a horse named Buster, and Buster's brother Whatshisname.
The current system, the way it's set up, makes it nearly impossible to live in a manner that is 100% congruous for environmental health and preservation.
My career is focused on environmental restoration, water health, and agricultural health in NM. I traveled to Dubai (among other cities in the Middle East) in Dec., and the experience left me feeling like all of our efforts for sustainability, promotion of local economy and agriculture, and energy conservation is more than fifty times canceled out by the unabashed development and energy use in that area of the world.
You hit the nail on the head with "confusing." I didn't know which way was up when I returned to NM.
This reminds me of a Dagwood. You ever have a Dagwood? The name "MC10:35" is awfully reminiscent of e coli nomenclature.