The Bodum site doesn't have my new purchase. It's a three cup French press, but with a flared base, instead of their standard.

I skimmed their teapots, and they seem philosophically opposed to what I want from a teapot -- insulation. In fact, they repeatedly cite the differential between inside and outside as a factor in brewing--something to do with water currents.

I'm sad now.

Hey, anyone seen the South Park where Cartman's hand has sex with Ben Affleck? How does it end? TiVo's been grabbing me repeats, but Comedy Central was way off their timing yesterday.

I skimmed their teapots, and they seem philosophically opposed to what I want from a teapot -- insulation. In fact, they repeatedly cite the differential between inside and outside as a factor in brewing--something to do with water currents.

I've never had one with any sort of insulation. I've just had china ones, and used a tea cozy (although usually I make my tea by the cup). How are they insulated?

Bodum doesn't insulate. Otherwise they wouldn't get the temperature differential they keep citing as important. When I mentioned my desire for a well-insulated teapot before (so I can drink two cups without the second one being cold), Chikat linked to this which seems cool, despite being expensive as hell. It hadn't occurred to me there could be reason for that style's rarity.

I wonder if the purists use a cozy...

I'm surprised by how expensive teapots run--there was at least one Bodum one that went for $99.

Penguin alert: penguin poo research. I admit, I don't click on all the penguin links, so I have no idea if that's been posted before. But the risk that tommyrot miss this was too high. I hope he doesn't skim past.

Huh. There's been a Jamaican Antarctic expedition.

Cashmere, twas not me, but sarameg. Me, I'm watching DVDs in my home. Disk one of Eyes episodes is complete and will be passed on to Jesse this week.

If we're paying $6 to sit in uncomfortable chairs to watch a movie from a bad angle, not to mention the $2 parking, all I really ask is that you keep your commentary to yourself. I get the urge, believe me, but you know what? Except in your own home, it is rude.

Unless the movie is really, really, really baaaaaaad. Then, god help anyone around me, I go sit in the rude corner.

lipstick of DEATH! t /FLASHBACK

People kept getting up and leaving during King Kong. I know it's a long movie, but everyone in the group I was sitting next to had left and returned within the first hour, mostly in pairs. I was right on the end, so half of them (they were two rows deep) had to go past me each time. Not a biggie, unless they stopped to pick their partner while still blocking the screen.

And the guy sitting next to me kept looking over to evaluate my reaction. Weirdalicious.

Hooray for Eyes!

I would like to have Rio be my yoga teacher as well.

lipstick of DEATH!

Hee!

So, had a lovely (if suprising) time with parents, seeing The Family Stone (good! I thought it was supposed to be bad?) and having dinner at a little cafe nearby, then taking a little walk in the neighborhood, including admiring people's lights and stopping off in the dollar store. Now I have to figure out what to do with them tomorrow.

Same thing at the movie I went to and it was packed and the only exits were the center two aisles. It wasn't that long, dehydrate, people. Or sit in the damned aisle.

I thought it was supposed to be bad?

It was. You have no taste.

It would be really cool if someone could find and summarise this:

“Who Presses the Elevator Button After Someone Else: Dominance/Deference, Sex, and Authority Figure Determinants,” J.L. Fryrear, E.J. Lane and J.R. Itzkowitz, Psychological Reports, vol. 38, no. 2, April 1976, pp. 671-4

Finally! Answered! And so long ago!