(This photo and the other photo taken by my boyfriend.)
I saw this spice rack on the internet, and was immediately like “OMG WANT,” especially since at the time I had 50 spices all shoved into a cabinet, and was constantly having to take half of them out in order to find anything. Plus there had been incidents like the time I was digging around in there and a bottle of cumin flew out and committed suicide all over my kitchen floor. So I set up using my mind powers to get my boyfriend to help me build a magnetic spice rack.
(We’re missing some spices in the picture because I took some down to use them.)
We bought a magnetic white board for about fifty bucks at Staples, and mounted it in the kitchen next to the refrigerator. We ordered the tins from here and put magnetic tape on the back of them. (I think I got the magnetic tape idea from Mac at Pesky Apostrophe.) For the labels we used a combination of labels leftover from another spice rack and cut up labels from the spice jars. Then I compulsively alphabetized the spices.
So far the spice rack has been great to use. It’s easy to find anything, and I can just grab what I need off the whiteboard while I’m cooking. Plus it’s really nice looking and decorative in our kitchen. And this I can tell at a glance what spices I have and how much of them I have left. And we have about ten tins left for spice additions.
Happy Birthday to Alan Turing, one of my personal heroes. For a while I really wanted to make a t-shirt that had a picture of Alan Turing and said “I love my dead gay computer scientist,” but it turned out no one except me and my friend Jill got both the references. (It’s from Heathers, people!”)
I think I messed up my back doing yoga yesterday, it basically hurts every time I move now and I am walking like an old hunchback lady. Me and my friend Steve were talking about the aging process the other day and he was like “I can no longer jump six vertical feet in the air and land perfectly on an icy surface!” and I was like “My knees hurt all the time” and we were like “Dang, we are old,” so I guess I should have known better than to just blithely stick my legs over my head in plow pose. But I was all excited because I got my feet to touch the floor for the first time in that pose! Also, I think that yoga was designed for skinny people who do not risk suffocation via their own tits while upside-down. What does this have to do with that video? Nothin’, that’s what.
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One word to describe you.
12. Your Flickr name.
The instructions to create the mosaic are:
* Type your answers to each of the questions below into Flickr Search
* Using only the first page, pick an image
* Copy and paste each of the URLs into the mosaic maker
Our department has a foosball table that was given to us by Yahoo. We actually have three foosball tables, but only one is from Yahoo. Along with the foosball table, they gave us a plaque that says “Enjoy your Foosball Table from Yahoo! Good luck perfecting your palmroll.” And I realize that’s a technical foosball move and all, but it just sounds a leetle dirty to me.
Me: So we’re having a girl’s night and we’re going to grill things and drink beer.
My (boy) roommate: How is that not a sausage fest?
Me: Uh, we’re all girls?
Roommate: Still.
Me: I think we’re friends because we’re not very good at being girls.
For the record, we grilled things, drank beer, and played video games.
Then afterwards I went over to the PinkHairedBoyfriend’s House and we had this conversation:
Me: We played this super fun wii game!
PHB: Was it Boom Blox?
Me: Um. Yes. Also, how the hell did you know that?
PHB: Well, there aren’t that many fun wii games.
So my boyfriend gave me his old 3rd Gen iPod like three months ago on account of my iPod bricked itself a while ago. (Possibly because I left it in my bag for about three months to make friends with all the other random stuff in my bag.) I promptly lost it in this huge pile of electronics that lives next to our TV. (Contents: my lego drive, Mike’s Wii, computer speakers, random cables, a laptop that doesn’t work, many Wii games.) But then this morning I was talking to my roommate about how my boyfriend gave me his old digicam because he got a new one and I am like the little brother who gets other people’s nice things on account of not having my own nice things, and I was like “Yeah, and he gave me that iPod I can’t find,” and my roommate was like “Oh, I think I saw that in the corner of our living room” and I was like “Sweet! Now I shall never tell him that I lost it.” Except now I’m blogging about it, so that’s ruined.
So, to return from that digression, the iPod has lots of music on it which I may or may not want, but it’s formatted for a windows computer, which I do not have. (This happens with iPods that are From The Past.) Fortunately, I’ve got three sweet linux boxes running in my office. So I plug it into my Hardy Heron Ubuntu machine, download gtkpod, and not only can I see the iPod and all its files, I can download them to my machine. Awesomeness! Easy-peasy awesomeness.
Of course, it didn’t work at all with my box that’s running a cobbled together version of Ubuntu’s Feisty Fawn, but whatever.
