Preference Personnelle
"When stars die, they turn to dust and scatter across the cosmos. Eventually the stardust reforms to create a new star... and so the cycle of life continues. But the cycle never repeats itself in quite the same way."--from the ending of
Super Mario Galaxy
Books which I checked out and returned unread that I hope to someday revisit:
Pimps Up, Hos Down: Hip Hop's Hold on Young Black Women, T. Denean Sharpley-Whting
Chicago Blues: A New Collection of Crime Stories about the Windy City, Libby Fischer Hellmann, ed.
Boundaries, Maya Lin
School's Out, Christophe Dufosse
Never Go Back, Robert Goddard
To my mind, the
Onion AV Club's
occasional junk-
food taste tests are far more entertaining than, say,
taquitos.net or
phood, which seem geared less toward snide mockery and more toward obsessive fandom (or
junkfoodreviews, which is like Youtube comments about food) (
McSweeney's has covered some of this territory as well). From their
review of
Sonic's Mac'n'Cheese Bites: The good news is that if you live near a Sonic, you can snack on these bad boys whenever you like, since Sonic serves its full menu all day and all night. The bad news is that if you live near a Sonic, you probably reside in some hick shithole.
Sometimes I feel like I'm competing with him, and I can't stand it. Because that's not the kind of thing I imagine myself doing, and because I don't think I have any chance of winning.
A lagniappe of cultural kitsch and B-movie claptrap