heads up–jaden over at the Steamy Kitchen has a random comment contest running for some sweet kitchen prizes: kobe beef, rainbow wood bread knife, salt planks, photo canvas, and olive oil and vinegar…mmm…everything I love.
I love her blog because she features amazing recipes, sassy commentary, and food photography.
Today was the anniversary of John Lennon’s murder.
I was not aware of the commitment that he and Yoko Ono had to peace and non-violence. These things are close to my heart, and I spent some time today watching a video posted on imaginepeace.com. I also printed out a small poster to hang among my Christmas cards of the season. Their technique of using advertising is fascinating to me. I encourage you to watch the video. It’s a bit heart wrenching at the end, but very powerful.
WAR IS OVER! (If You Want It) from Yoko Ono on Vimeo.
I used to do theatre makeup when I was in high school, and I loved doing it. Recently, I went over to Fun Services in Tempe and bought some stage makeup. I brought it along to Thanksgiving and entertained the boys with my magic abilities.
We were in Gilbert this morning and walked by this vehicle.
You can’t make this stuff up.
So I wrote off using blog feeds a long time ago because I didn’t like not seeing the post in context of the website. But then I read a post that suggested using a feature of Google’s reader called “next.” You place it in your bookmarks, and click on it. It brings you to each updated post in the actual website. Then you click on “next” again, and it takes you to the next updated site. Awesome!
I used it for the first time today, and at the very end, this is the page it took me to. And this was the text:
The End of the Internet
Congratulations! This is the last page.
Thank you for visiting the End of the Internet. There are no more links.
You must now turn off your computer and go do something productive.
Go read a book, for pete’s sake.
Last week we celebrated David’s youngest brother’s birthday.  A lot of John’s friends and bandmates joined us at Sushi Eye in downtown Chandler. The restaurant was kind and bought several desserts for the whole table at the end of dinner. Later, we walked down to the brand new Irish pub called Murphy’s Law where a few of the guys drank Car Bombs. Happy Birthday John!