Pineapples Only. But Dressed as Crabapples. With Hats That Look Like Mulligans.
1. Because Google is eternally doused in strawberries and cream and wonder, Goog Co-op now offers Customized Search Engines. Google, even if you become a horrific giant of interweb domination, covered in soot and mucus and puppy shards, I will never stop loving you.
::144 Pineapples for infinite piles of über-logical nerdery.
2. I am very much into Gewürtztraminer. This makes me feel like I live in Weston and own a purebred golden retriever and half of the Pottery Barn catalog. But, as long as I still eat dry cereal in handfuls for dinner, I consider myself safe.
This weekend, Jason and I have a field trip planned to Vinodivino to pick this shit up. Wine Spectator gives it a 92. (thanks sdt.)
::190 Pineapples. With a mineral undertone.
3. Tom has managed to get me even more riled upabout Iron Chef. Just to let you all know, the Iron Chef Battle of the Masters DVD set is on sale for $24.95.
Battle for Supremacy tees can also be had for 15 bucks. Worth it.
::16 Pineapples for continual reruns of Battle BigEye Tuna.
::Also, 18 pretentious crabapples to me for using two umlauts in one post. Also, I will freely admit that I just learned how to do that today, so it was kind of a rush. [And yes, this makes me an asshole.]
Happy Halloween! I hope your neighbors give out Butterfingers. Full-size.