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Apocalypse Cakes
A variety of cataclysmic punishments from God continue to rain down upon us. Obviously, this is the time to eat several entire cakes. Use this blog to help you celebrate your time on this earth, for when you look up from your cake-smeared cakehole, the sky will fade ablack, the lakes will blaze aflame and the locusts will buzz aswarming. Eat now, little heathens; there are no cakes in the apocalypse.
My fave so far:
Sodom and Gomorrah Fruitcake
With all the hot gay sex going on, life in Sodom is fucking awesome. Ladies are climaxing like never before, Abercrombie & Fitch models are exhausting Crisco inventories, and transsexuals continue to boggle DMV workers. But our activities have raised the ire of boring old hetero-normative God, and he will surely destroy us in a rain of sulfur and fire. He’s especially pissed that we’re advertising our activities on Bravo. Better get your sodomy and cakes in now before our sexy little Earth gets overrun by his evangelical zealots and they take away all of our dildos and electric mixers.
I will still think "Casey" rather than Nate.
Casey would never do a stranger in the restroom at the airport(Although I thought it was hot when I watched it, I think it's dumb how much time they spent setting up Nate/Brenda as Meant To Be...blah.)
ION - Jamaica's New Tourism Spiel: Beaches and Reggae and Jews
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From the tourism minister on down, Jamaican officialdom has embraced a plan to market the nation's Jewish history as a way of wooing a new segment of travelers.
New tours of Jamaica will offer travelers a rare look at the history of Jews on this Caribbean island.
No matter that Jamaica has just one synagogue and no rabbi, or that its Jewish community is down to around 200 people. It was once home to a Jewish pirate named Moses, according to one account.
I visited once and saw the synagogue. In the diaspora, Jews have (sometimes quite literally) washed up in an amazing variety of places.
Huh. Apparently a restaurant in Chelsea (NY, not UK) is serving cheese made from the chef's wife's breastmilk.
After blogging about his efforts with the human cheese, customers started demanding a sample, he said.
"The phone was ringing off the hook," the chef said. "So I prepared a little canapé of breast-milk cheese with figs and Hungarian pepper."
After inquiries from The Post, health bigs said yesterday that even though department codes do not explicitly forbid the practice, they have advised Angerer to refrain from sharing his wife's milk with the world.
That beats the "I left my milk in the office fridge and someone put it in their coffee" story. And also, a little bit ewww.
I woke up to an email about that breast milk story this morning -- I used to work with Lori Mason.
I'm skeptical that health codes don't forbid serving human milk in a restaurant - unless this guy is pasteurizing his wife's milk, it ought to fall under the general ban on serving raw milk and raw milk cheeses.
(I'm also skeptical of the actual breastmilk content of the finished cheese - he admits in the article that he has to mix in cow's milk in order to get it to curdle properly.)
do we need to have a no bullying week?
Try me. Dare ya.
I definitely had purple plaid overall shorts
I had black and white plaid overall shorts. They were during my wear-all-handme-ups phase. I plead insanity, especially because every member of my mother's side of the family has a copy of a picture of me in them, and the damned pic showed up at the January funeral.
I repent. Forgive me.
I keep seeing Peter Krause on promos for Parenthood. I still think of him as Casey McCall.
Me too. I'm recording Parenthood tonight to have a look. Just in case.
I saw an ep yesterday where he ripped a cabinet off the wall and carried it to the dumpster like it was a fluffy pillow.
I don't know this guy, but that's hot. I had a friend disassemble a sofa by side kicking it, and it was kinda nice too.
its Jewish community is down to around 200 people
That low? Wow. I had no idea. If memory serves, many of our Jews were Portuguese, but I don't know if I can use the word "many" now.
In jury duty news, I'm on lunch break and we haven't even gotten to financial hardship cases. Sigh.
ION, the tofu sandwich at Saigon Sandwiches was awesome.