Deb Townsend (katnip)

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Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you

Ahh Joel....I have enjoyed lurking and reading. Best of luck to you and yours and Merry Christmas! It was good to see someone do something with their talents and j-school degree.

December 14, 2007 at 3:24 p.m. ( | suggest removal )

Piss test

"Otherwise, companies do well to weed such people out..."

October 13, 2007 at 12:47 p.m. ( | suggest removal )

Touch My Monkey

OMG, I can hear the crackling of the speakers when they put "Sister Christian" on, I can smell the acrid mixture of too much Polo cologne and malt liquor smuggled in mixed with the Rave hairspray (turquoise can), and I can see (luckily I can still see after all of that eyeliner and peroxide/sun-in) the worn wooden floor that I used to turn circles around, waiting and hoping for some slack jawed walking erection to come and fumble the invitation to a couple skate. Expectations were artificially low at that time as I was a tall gangly uber-nerd with no hope of a real boyfriend, which made me monkey bait for all of those older loser boys that couldn't get play in their own demographic. I feel ya Misty, and I would commiserate more but I have to go fold some note that I am going to pass next hour into an impossible origami labyrinth and pick the laffy taffy out of my teeth.

October 9, 2007 at 5:02 p.m. ( | suggest removal )

The death of Pavarotti

If you want a trippy little YouTube clip to watch, watch Aretha sing "Nessun Dorma" when she filled in for Pavarotti at an awards show. The diction and phrasing are still soul/r&b but it was beautiful nonetheless.

September 7, 2007 at 3:16 p.m. ( | suggest removal )

The death of Pavarotti

I dont know a lot of operatic tenors, I prefer the deep rich baritones, plus they are usually more masculine--a nice manly baritone in costume will make my palms sweat. It annoys my husband who is usually stuck down in the orchestra pit getting absolutely no respect. I tried to tell him that percussionists were hot in their own way, but he's not buying it, probably would help if I wasnt trying to stifle laughter in the process.

September 7, 2007 at 3:11 p.m. ( | suggest removal )

The death of Pavarotti

Andre Carreras

September 7, 2007 at 9:25 a.m. ( | suggest removal )

Americans aren't reading!!

I read today--the directions on the bottle of infant tylenol and the bag my son's Huggies came in, oh--and the nutritional information on my oatmeal box. I hope that with more sleep comes the ability to move on to actual paragraphs.

August 28, 2007 at 3:15 p.m. ( | suggest removal )

This issue: What to do if you find yourself attracted to Jamie Oliver

Perhaps the proliferation of dingbat cooks, some of them aren't chefs, has forced some of the better talent off the old food network. Anthony Bourdain ran screaming from the network and now hosts a snarky foodie travel show.

The food network isnt for foodies as much as it used to be. Some foodies would argue that a network devoted to food is a declasse abomination, but I'm not that high up on the snobbery scale. Its not as food focused and more chef driven but that isnt necessarily a terrible thing if you see it for what it is. Its a network for the weekend warrior type of gourmet wannabe or a rescue for the regular joe that cant get past a standard menu that features pork chops on Tuesday and spaghetti Saturday and identifies with someone a few notches lower that Jacques Pepin. Not all of us serve duck con fit, so there is an avenue now for the novice, the timid of soul and palate.

It serves its purpose, but I would rather have more folks like Mario and Ina Garten than Rachel Ray and Semi Homemade Sandra. And I will admit a guilty pleasure of watching Paula Deen. She knows you can charm anyone into anything by melting about half a pound of butter into a dish. Her use of mayonnaise in anything she can nail down is almost comical.

But I really miss Wolfgang Puck,Julia Child, The Two Fat Ladies, and Graham Kerr. Like Aileen, the network at its present has given my husband the courage to go beyond the elementary "300 things to put melted cheese on." I guess that has its merits too.

I wont even address the name callers, we can malign Jamie Oliver with better than attacks on his sexuality and his mental capacity. And dont give me any crap for the lack of punctuation, I am having a rosie Odonnell haiku moment today.

June 15, 2007 at 4:18 p.m. ( | suggest removal )

What I'm Reading 2007: Vol. 2

"Budding Prospects" was a great TC Boyle read, its the one I started with!

May 8, 2007 at 5:18 p.m. ( | suggest removal )

The Dev. . . er. . .video. . .um, DEPRESSION Made Him Do It!!

I respect your comments even if the tone and opinion differ from mine. Part of my rant was anger toward him and the situation. I didnt know the guy so I can only base my value judgement on what I saw him do, what I read that he said and on the content of his writings. Adding those things together my logic directed me toward deeming him an ass, regardless of his challenges. We will never really know what happened to him, there are accounts of bullying and accounts of people that had never bullied him reaching out to him repeatedly to no avail. Some tried, some didnt, he got more offers for help than a lot of people get. I just worry that we may get all kooky worried and look to blame society, guns, video games, depression and forget to assign blame to his own free will, which diseased or not, allowed him to do this.

April 19, 2007 at 4:24 p.m. ( | suggest removal )