Just For Fancy Musings of a self-proclaimed Fancy-Pants.

Ok, so they’re not technically Cup-O-Noodles brand — it’s one of those pretend-Asian noodle bowls you get at Whole Foods and Trader Joes — but the concept is the same: open container, add boiling water, get sick of waiting for desicated noodles and peas (those are peas, right?) to soften or plump up or something, [...]

I am of the opinion that I do not read enough (or really, lately, recently, ANY) poetry. I plan to change this.
Also, I have not written poetry in years. I will change this also. It is my project, from today, to write and read poetry every day.
We’ll see what comes of it.

So I finally made it past Rainn Wilson’s torturous dialog in the convenience store scene (that has, no less than three times now, actually made me get up and look for something (anything) else to do rather than finish the film), and finally watched the rest of Juno. And while I cannot say that [...]

“…Where did we get this notion that the President of the United States should be a drinking buddy? Where did we get the notion that the strongest nation on earth should be led by a folksy, easy-to-like drunk? I don’t mean where did the country get this notion, I mean when did the media decide [...]

A week or two ago, I was noticing the little leaf-buds on the tree in front of our building, and marveling that it was the first “sign of spring” I had noticed so far this year. It made me happy and a little sad too, because here in LA, where we don’t have real [...]