Tom & Alissa

Last night, I worked late on the IAM website. Tom was catering. I finally went to bed at about 1am, and I heard him come in not long afterward. We are tired this morning.

As a result, someone (::coughgrinwhowasit::) didn’t affix the pressure valve on the Mukka properly and it proceeded to pressurize, pop off, and cover the entire kitchen in a nice light brownish cappuccino. Yumm. Including the ceiling. And did I mention this happened in the middle of a discussion about the potential benefits/stupidities of minimum wage?

There are various and sundry movies being released this weekend that may or may not be worth seeing: Flags of Our Fathers (Clint Eastwood on Iwo Jima), Marie Antoinette (I know it was booed at Cannes, but really, can the French be expected to cheer a movie about that woman?), The Prestige (Hollywood - not so good with keeping magician movies released far enough apart to make them distinguishable from each other, and it’s not just magician movies - witness the recent release of Infamous), and Running With Scissors (which I was personally rooting for becasue the trailer rocked, but is getting horrifically bad reviews).

I have succumbed and started using del.icio.us. I know there are other social bookmarking apps out there, but frankly, I like the vaguely renegade Web 2.0-defiant look of del.icio.us. It’s like Wikipedia. No bubbles or 3D, just straight-up hypertext.

Good concerts upcoming - The Weepies on December 2 at the Canal Room, and Over the Rhine doing two back-to-back shows at Joe’s Pub on December 7.

I procured the new Craftivity book via Felicia and am madly in love. I have a serious aversion to “crafts”, stemming from some scarring experiences as a slightly dorky twelve-year-old with craft books from the 70s in the public library that smelled of old milk. But this is cool. Interesting projects with actual lovely results, from knitting to wood stuff to glass etching and some bizarre things like underpants made from T-shirts and crocheted skulls. And it’s all nicely designed and photographed.

And to leave you on a cheery note: The 7 Worst Fonts Ever. I think I picked this up from kottke. I’m grateful that they included Bradley Hand and Papyrus in the mix. Bleh.