I was going on at one of my (many) other blogs about privilege, but here’s an ultimate example. Yesterday, I fav’d a cake photo on flickr. Today, a slice of same said and most delicious cake I’ve ever tasted* magically shows up at my house. How? Magic. I mean, we’re mid-post-blizzard, my car’s not even out. And yet this comes to me, bam, now, downstairs, come get it. That’s capital P Privilege. Thank you Allison, it made my day.
Sub-question: what kind of samurai knife does it take to bisect blueberries gently resting on frosting like that?
Sub-question 2: what kind of goodness will come your way if you fav’d something from the deconstructing dinner series? One can only imagine.
My parents house has an issue where water drips off their roof and freezes on the front sidewalk in a slip-slidey hill of doom, blocking safe access to their front door. When I got to their house yesterday it was as bad as I’ve ever seen, like four or five inches thick in the middle. I worked at the edges for a while with a shovel but really wasn’t making any particular progress. Then it dawned on me I was using the wrong tool. The sledgehammer, highly recommend for your ice or other smashing needs. This is easily the most manly thing I’ve done since 1997.
So while I was taking pictures last weekend (one ending up on Universal Hub!) Lilla and Victoria were splitting duty on the new flip cam. Here’s what they came up with – their sideways shooting style lends itself nicely to this triptych type editing.
Much as we did last year, yesterday’s holiday provided a time to get together and celebrate with MLK shakes. Unlike last year they all turned out to be pretty nasty. Here’s the newest edition to my long defunct Deconstructing Dinner series.
This year has not turned out how I expected to so far. Not even a little bit. I’m not prepared to call the whole year a loss quite yet though – it still holds the promise of massive unrealized potential. Towards that end, resolutions for 2011, as recalled by LZ on the way home from Vermont last weekend:
Cook 12 guest-worthy dinners
Run a 1/2 marathon in sub-two hours
Make (more) short films (24?)
Rock hard 6-pack abs (I don’t remember adding this one to the list)
So there’s that, our dreams for 2011, only somewhat censored for fear of emotional over-extension. Hopefully I’ll have more success with all of these (and the unspoken ones in my head) than I did with last year’s. Best of luck with your own resolutions & lives in general, everyone.