I like dirty chai and tbh until today I had never really thought of it as mixing tea and coffee together!
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
All of the right wing media is going after her with passion, and of course Trump claims to have more fans. (he probably claims to have more money too, but I haven't followed him)
Left wing rigged SuperBowl in conjunction with Biden. For someone so senile that is quite clever.
Most places don't make chai with real brewed tea these days. So, the mixing of them doesn't really bother me. Usually it's a powdered mix or a liquid concentrate that don't have much tea in them at all.
Yes that’s true. If I were making chai from scratch I’d find it weirder. But from powdered/concentrate where it’s less tea and more just spices, it feels less weird.
The only Superbowl conspiracy theory I know about is that the Bills will never win if the Cigarette Smoking Man has his way. And that's still holding as far as I know.
The funniest thing about the Taylor Swift "controversy" to me is the people convinced that she's dating Kelce for his money.
That was hysterical, the one guy saying, "Kelcie just got $70,000 bonus, get the picture?"
Like, Taylor sneezes that much before she wakes up. She probably donates that much to Hedgehog Hospitals before she goes to the gym.
Reminds me of Cher's "Mama, I am a rich man"
It's grey, wet and blustery in San Francisco this morning. I'm sitting in my reading chair watching the weather vane (a girl holding an umbrella) spin around on the neighboring building.
There are things I should do today but I'm paralyzed with not caring.
Last night I went to the Harold and Maude concert (part of Sketchfest) at Great American Music Hall. I took my friends Eleanor and Jude from Borderland Books (because it is their favorite movie). They were all dressed up and we had a lovely dinner at Cha Cha Cha, Ubered in a timely manner and just as we pulled up to the venue Eleanor got a call from her fiancé.
He was having a unrelenting headache (it happens), with pressure behind his eye (Hmmmm) and one (just one) of his pupils was widely dilated (alarm!). So she went to him and missed the concert, which was a bummer, but at least I wasn't alone and Jude was good company.
(It turns out it was a weird migraine effect, and not glioblastoma or something.)
Concert itself was fantastic with brief staged scenes to follow the movie and they did the entire movie soundtrack (so several iterations of "If You Want to Sing Out").
Margaret Cho played Harold in the spoken bits. Janet Varney (aka, the voice of Korra) played Harold's mom and had a great singing voice. And indie icon Petra Haden (that dog, The Decembrists etc - daughter of jazz great Charlie Haden) lead a superb group of singers in harmonies.
Really fun, the musicians were enjoying doing those Cat Stevens songs so much, and perfect for old farts in that it started at 8pm and was done by 9:48, and there were chairs to sit in and a cocktail waitress. Woo.
Tonight I go back to Great American Music Hall for my last event of my busy January, and see the same ensemble doing music from Twin Peaks with guest performer, Kyle Maclachan.
You have had quite a month!
If anyone needs a recap of the TSwift conspiracy stuff, here is one from Slate: [link]
Isn't TSwift a literal billionaire? People are so... well, I mean, just dumb. Mean, but true.
I am being productive despite my complete non-interest in being a contributing member today. Pat myself on the back.
Also, I super want some sort of Chai now. There will probably be a run later. Holy shit, it's already 2p! Wow.