Here's the list of sweaters I would like to make for the Sweater-a-Month KAL. I am, of course, already behind schedule.
Jan: Hourglass (done)
Feb: Men’s Raglan (nearly done)
Mar: Tiffany Angora (partway done)
Apr: Glade (yarn on the way)
May: Serrano (yarn in stash)
June: Bamboo project (yarn here)
July: Basalt (1/7th done)
Aug: TBD (Picovoli? If so, have yarn)
Sept: Lichen (yarn here)
Oct: Sorrel (yarn here)
Nov: Cabled pullover for Stepmom (have the yarn)
Dec: TBD (but if I make it out of Black Andean silk or Silk Garden, I have the yarn already, sigh)
So yeah... I have a lot of yarn. This doesn't count any yarn not currently allotted to a project or yarn in quantities smaller than sweater-level. Therefore, I am going to make the following non-binding stash-controlling vow: I shall not buy more yarn until the Knitting Workshop summer sale.
Unless it's a really good deal.
Or I really want it.
Bold, I know. But I will try. Unless Loopy gets that sock knitting circle going. And... umm... roving's not yarn. Yeah.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
More for my reference than anyone else's...
Monday, February 26, 2007
Oscar Party 2007: The Food
(At least the food I made. Everyone else made fabulous stuff, too.)
So, on the theory that I should make at least as much food as my friend Susan, who was coming from many miles away on public transit, I made candied bacon (from Gourmet last month; meant as a garnish, but I used it as a nibble), bacon ganache truffles (have to do something with all that bacon fat), and lavender-vanilla cupcakes with meyer lemon buttercream.
Candied Bacon:
I tripled the recipe, which meant a lot of standing in front of the stove mid-day on Sunday. However, I got to break in my new cast iron skillet. Hooray, cast iron skillet! I may be getting a cast iron dutch oven soon.
Main hassle: Pouring the fat out of the skillet one-handed. That's a test of forearm strength.
Bacon Ganache Truffles:
Really easy, and shamelessly stolen from Schwa, a restaurant Mr. Z and I went to last month. Basically, make a 1-to-1 ratio ganache, but replace 2/3 of the cream with bacon fat. These truffles are more solid than my usual ones, because bacon fat is solid at a cool room temperature. I rolled them in demarara sugar and paprika. Smoky and yum.
Lavender-Vanilla Cupcakes:
Used Donna Hays' cupcake recipe, doubled, which is basically "throw everything in electric mixer, walk away for four minutes". I used vanilla sugar, doubled the vanilla, and tossed in 2 tsps of food-grade lavendar buds.
Meyer Lemon Buttercream:
I used Jacques Torres' Basic Buttercream (cut in half), with some revisions: I added the cold butter in smaller batches, and at the end I added a ton of Meyer lemon rind, a little juice, and a dash of lemon extract.
Frosted the cupcakes, sprinkled more lavender buds on top. Ta-da!
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Reading, drinking, knitting
Finished the 33 1/3 books on Loveless and Neil Young's Harvest.
Loveless: Maybe it's best/to get a little rest/and not drug up while making your album.
Harvest: Neil Young sure is crazy/and Harvest may be lazy/but it sure has some mighty fine tunes.
Moving on, time to introduce:
Not that there are many details right now (look for the topic on the Knittyboard if you want to join in), but isn't the pic nice? My lovely roommate rigged it up in no time flat. Isn't he talented? He's also a lawyer! But nice! I know!
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Knitting update!
FOs:
I finally wrapped up my first sweater of the year, Hourglass from Last Minute Knitted Gifts in Rowan Kid Classic. As I mentioned, major surgery was needed. Here's a before pic:
As we can see, HUGE neckline. What you can't see in the photo is that the sleeves are beyond wrist-length, and have moved right into the realm where they skim the second knuckle of my middle finger.
So, I ripped out the hem on top, reduced a lot more, bound off regularly. Ripped out the sleeves to 3/4 length, crochet cast-off. Just for kicks, I also took the hem out of the bottom and bound it off regularly, because I don't mind the rolling and wanted it to match the top. And so...
There! First finished sweater of the year.
Also, I finished my first pair of socks.
Pattern: Anastasia Socks
Yarn: Nova Socks by Fleece Artist
Needles: Well, I meant them to be US 2's, but the LYS didn't tell me Addi US 2's are actually 3.00 mm, so... 3mm dpns
This was a nice, easy toe-up pattern. I recommend it for beginners. I switched to Figure 8 cast-on and just built the toe up from there instead of doing the provisional cast-on with short rows. I also took 4 stitches out (one between each eyelet repeat, two from the bottom) when I realized I was knitting with bigger needles than I should've been. Bad local yarn store! You are there to give me information!
I also learned to spin this weekend. My first batch was really bad, but the silk I spun (thanks, secret pal, for the roving!) was much better. I also bought some yummy Fleece Artist roving at Loopy, but I'm going to save that until I'm better at spinning. I'll be getting a nicer spindle and some undyed training fiber on payday, I think.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
First off: Almost done with the 33 1/3 book on Loveless. Halfway through City of Glass by Paul Auster. Waiting for Jan to finish the nifty-looking NYRB Press book about the Thirty Years' War.
But back to knitting.
It is rather difficult to do yarnovers and decreases in the blind dark, while sleep deprived, but I managed to do it. I have a full hexagon done on the Basalt tank, all of which was completed at B-Fest. I also have several more inches on the monotonous but cute angora sweater, although I coat myself in fuzz every time I knit on that. I have two socks above the heel flap; they aren't from the same pair, but hey, two socks, right?
Right now, though, my main focus is de-Flashdancing the Hourglass Sweater. Taken in 5.5" from each sleeve: Check. Crochet cast-off sleeves: Check. Pulled hem line from bottom hem: Check. Now, I have to cast off the bottom in a regular fashion, then pull out the top hem, knit it up higher, and crochet cast-off up top, too. Nice and tight, that crochet cast-off.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Sweater/Knitting Update.
Not much progress on the sweaters this week. Well, I’m still working on the interminable yoke for the Men’s Sweater, and have allegedly hemmed the top of the Hourglass. Problems with further progress on these two:
- Both of them are so large now that they are burdensome to carry around and knit in public.
- It is hard to knit a sweater for a person you don’t want to see the sweater when you’re always around the person.
- Stupid, stupid me! I must always remember to Google “(pattern name) problems” before I start into knitting it. I should’ve especially known better about the Hourglass from Last Minute Knitted Gifts, since I knew there was a problem with the Men’s Raglan Zip-Up pattern as written. But noooo, so I got all the way to hemming the top and learned of the “Flashdance Problem”. That is, the neckline is difficult to keep on both shoulders. Sure, the 80s are back, but I’d like my wool/mohair sweaters to keep me covered. Cranky Uncle Greg actually laughed at me when I tried this sweater on over my shirt at Pub Trivia. This is becaus CUG is a DICK.
And so... I’m ripping it out, back to the turning row for the hem at least, and will knit in a ribbed neckline of some sort. I now have to decide whether I should match the ribbing on the lower hem and cuffs, too. I’m glad I did a provisional cast-on with both of those, so this choice won’t involve ripping out my cast-on.
Also, I discovered socks this week. Bad.
I’m going to a 24-hour B movie marathon from tonight to tomorrow night. I have a bag full of knitting projects to work on, with a range of difficulties so I can move to a 2x2 rib scarf by the time I can no longer function fully. This bag includes the Tiffany angora sweater and the Basalt tank, so I’ll get some sweater work done.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
2007.4: Highway 61 Revisited (33 1/3) by Mark Polizzotti
A good book about my favorite Dylan album. This is one of those basic 33 1/3 books, with lots of background stuff about the recording sessions, and gossip about the likely subjects of many of the songs. It makes me want to delve further into the Dylan Encyclopedia I received at Christmas.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Sweater a Month/Knit Update
I have no pictures right now because my computer's busted and JZ took his camera with him out of town, so it's a text-only update.
Hourglass Sweater from Last-Minute Knitted Gifts: I have precious little to go on this one, actual-knitting-wise. A couple more rows on the yoke, the turning row for the hem, a few more rows there, and then it's on to the finishing, which mainly entails hemming everything.
Man's Raglan Zip-Up: I'm on the 2nd sleeve, after which it's the yoke. And... I also need to get around to buying the zipper to sew into it, but I'm waiting to block it out before I do that.
Angora pullover: Stopped working on this to focus on the first two, so still about 4" into the first side.
Many, many other projects: Pretty much same as I was (aka, did nothing on them this week).
I'll be going to a movie marathon tomorrow, and will then be going to a BIG movie marathon the weekend after that, so I'm going to try to crank out some easy projects while there.
Monday, January 15, 2007
2007.3: Consider the Lobster, David Foster Wallace
Well, I really like DFW's essay work, so I really liked this. I was amazed that the essay about lobsters, which featured many paroxysms of conscience about eating animals, actually ran in Gourmet. Also, the John McCain story, while entertaining, is still incredibly long and hard to get through, even the second time around. Randomly enough, a company briefly mentioned in his article on talk radio (Arbitron, a Nielsen-style radio ratings system) just called the office this morning, thinking this was a private line.
Are you bored with reading what I'm reading? Would reading the same kind of list, only by a famous dude with a killer Jewfro, be more fun for you? If so: What Art Garfunkel has been reading, 1968-present (found on Bookslut).
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Reasons Consider the Lobster was not the first book I read in 2007:
- Holy (insert expletive of choice here)
. The John McCain article is this long? I already read an abridged version of this monster in Rolling Stone seven years ago, and it was super-long then. - I left it at my apartment and instead read other things before I went back there.
- The airline tickets I’m redeeming for AAdvantage miles are my bookmark, and I can’t redeem them online until next week.
Anyhow, moving on:
2007.1: The Female Thing by Laura Kipnis. It was fun, it was bitchy, it was smart. I like her work and don’t quite understand the people who complain that she offers no answers. She does offer an answer, it’s just that her answer seems to be the adoption of a Marxist-Socialist regime.
2007.2: 69 Love Songs: A Field Guide (33 1/3) by LD Beghtol. It’s written by one of the vocalists on the album. It includes a crossword puzzle and features two references to Nancy Mitford. I don’t understand how Susan hasn’t read this yet.
Monday, January 01, 2007
Book Count 2007
2007.1: The Female Thing by Laura Kipnis
2007.2: 69 Love Songs: A Field Guide (33 1/3) by LD Beghtol
2007.3: Consider the Lobster by David Foster Wallace
2007.4: Neil Young's Harvest (33 1/3) by Sam Inglis
2007.5: My Bloody Valentine's Loveless (33 1/3) by Mike McGonigal
2007.6: All Downhill From Here by John Sellers
2007.7: Exile on Main Street (33 1/3) by Bill Janovitz
2007.8: The Thirty Years' War by C.V. Wedgewood
2007.9: Bruce Springsteen's Born in the USA (33 1/3) by Geoffrey Himes
2007.10: Joni Mitchell's Court and Spark (33 1/3) by Sean Nelson
2007.11: Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clark
2007.12: Harry Potter & the Half-Blood Prince by JK Rowling
2007.13: Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows by JK Rowling
2007.14: Chuck Klosterman IV
2007.15: Love in a Fallen City by Eileen Chang
2007.16: Lucky Jim by Kingsley Amis
2007.17: The Omnivore's Dilemma by Michael Pollan
2007.18: Joy Division's Unknown Pleasures (33 1/3) by Chris Ott
2007.19: The Wizard of Oz by Salman Rushdie
2007.20: Therapy by David Lodge
2007.21: The Sun King by Nancy Mitford
2007.22: Belle & Sebastian's If You're Feeling Sinister (33 1/3) by Scott Plagenhoef
2007.23: The Commitment by Dan Savage
2007.24: The Art of Fiction by David Lodge
2007.25: Reading Like a Writer by Francine Prose
2007.26: The Dud Avocado by Elaine Dundy
2007.27: Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons
2007.28: City of Glass by Paul Auster
2007.29: Ghosts by Paul Auster
2007.30: Slouching Towards Bethlehem by Joan Didion
2007.31: Thinks... by David Lodge
2007.32: The Minutemen's Double Nickels on the Dime (33 1/3) by Michael T. Fournier
2007.33: The Byrds' The Notorious Byrd Brothers (33 1/3) by Ric Menck
2007.34: Sonic Youth's Daydream Nation (33 1/3) by Matthew Stearns
2007.35: Molecular Gastronomy by Herve This
2007.36: Celine Dion's Let's Talk About Love (33 1/3) by Carl Wilson
Friday, December 29, 2006
Damn, skippy...
It's been awhile since I last posted. Now, in that time I've lost a computer and a loved one and gained a new job, but I should still try to keep this thing up to date. Also, I should be getting a new computer soon.
Resolved for 2007: Try to keep that book count updated, and don't feel all embarassed when the knitting keeps me from reading for months on end.
My likely first book finished in 2007: Consider the Lobster by David Foster Wallace, unless I really run through it today, tomorrow, and the next day. Which is possible, but I can always just knit instead of read some more.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Fall music
I believe it has been established (on this very blog) that I am a big fan of Autumn.. October especially. The leaves turn, I get to start wearing sweaters again, the Booker prize gets awarded (again this year on my birthday!), and I get PRESENTS.
It has also been established that I like the music. So now, now I will contemplate the music I listen to at the start of fall:
The Velvet Underground, all albums: Not sure why. I think I got the Best of VU in the fall when I was 12, so maybe it's just a coding thing. But also, the mellow songs have a pretty melancholy that work well with the Indian Summer.
Van Morrison, Moondance: Well, it references October. And how October is romantic. I adore Van Morrison, and Astral Weeks is all about the spring, so this is more appropriate.
Early Harry Nilsson: I don't know why, I just do.
Wilco, Being There: Again, I code some Wilco albums by season (Summerteeth is Summer, YHF is winter), and this is certainly the autumn listening album for me.
Belle and Sebastian, If You're Feeling Sinister: It just reminds me of emotionally stunted smart kids, which TOTALLY reminds me of the start of the college school year.
Vince Guaraldi, A Charlie Brown Christmas: It is never too early to start listening to "Linus and Lucy".
So... what do you listen to in the autumn?
Friday, September 22, 2006
New tournament!
Greg and I are running a tournament based off of the Pitchfork Top 200 Songs of the 1960s list. You can find it at the same old place as the last tournament. This time, though, I'm offering all the music up as mp3 downloads. Better get a head start on that, as I'm moving out of my apartment with stolen internet this weekend. So... vote! First round of voting ends on Sunday.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Pitchfork, Day Two
I am sunburned (because sunscreen just melts off your face in 100 degree heat). My face is puffy. I am tired, probably slightly dehydrated, and I just realized during a meeting at work that my right ear is still ringing slightly.
It was AWESOME.
But please remind me to pick up my earplugs from my apartment before Lolla next weekend.
Acts I completely missed: Liars (one of the few band I felt completely unrepentant about missing for a tamale run); Aesop Rock/Mr. Lif (waiting at the other stage for Mission of Burma); Devendra Banhart (waiting at other stage for Yo La Tengo); Spoon (waiting at other stage for Os Mutantes, drowned out by Diplo’s thumping bass).
Obligatory recommendation: Tapes ‘n’ Tapes were good! Scary promoter guy for Tapes ‘n’ Tapes threatened to kill my pet/harm my weakest family member if I didn’t say that. In a really scary way. Twice!
Swedish bragging: Somehow it was charming how Jens Lekman’s entire band was composed of attractive blondes dressed in white. It’s like Jens was saying, “You know, there are so many pretty women in Sweden that they have to do something else to get noticed. Some of them become talented musicians. There are so many that I can take six of them out of the country and it’s okay.”
Ongoing inquiry: What is the proper pronunciation of Jens Lekman’s first name?
The point at which all concepts of American vs. international and pop v. indie imploded: Sub Pop-signed Cansei Ser Sexy, who are from Sao Paulo and named themselves after a Beyonce quote, played in the Biz 3 tent. Before unleashing some noisy, noisy music on us, the lead singer yelled “Are you ready for this jelly?!” many times over.
Reason my ear are still ringing: Mission of Burma. So loud. So good. So very loud. Not that Yo La Tengo were quiet, either.
Ongoing inquiry: What happened to Roger Miller’s tinnitus? Could it come back?
Best thing I brought along (apart from water): Peppermint wet naps. They burn, but then they cool.
Number of songs YLT played off of previous albums: One that I could recognize, maybe two. And one of the songs I thought I knew from a previous album was actually the advance single released from I Am Not Afraid of You. I do wish they’d played something from Nothing or before. But I did get a setlist.
Amusing bit of continuity from yesterday: A woman was taping onstage before Os Mutantes’ set. At some point, I saw her looking confused as she held a few feathers that were still up there from Man Man’s set on Saturday.
Annoyance: If somebody stays at a stage for five hours to get to the front row for the last two acts of the day, they're not going to step aside for your extremely short daughter/girlfriend/female of indeterminate relationship to you, regarless of being taller than them. Do not call these people rude. It will not make them move. Instead, show up earlier. Or hang out in back! It's easier to see!
Os Mutantes: Awesome. That’s really all I have to say. The Brazilians up front were going insane. It was a little odd that they played the Americanized versions of a lot of their songs (nothing new, all these dated back to Technicolor), but still great. And I want to be their new lead singer (Zella) when I grow up, for she is awesome, and also in better shape than I am now.
Heartwarming Moment: Devendra Banhart, who publicly cites Os Mutantes as one of his biggest influences, got to come up onstage and sing backup on Bat Macumba. Awww.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Pitchfork, Day One
Hot. Hot hot hot. Sweat laced with sunscreen that isn't going to absorb dripping down my into my cleavage, wet shirt, hot.
And that was at 12:30, a half hour before any of the bands started playing. It pretty much stayed that way until the next-to-the-last band played.
And they only had one Ben & Jerry's truck. What the hell? Intonation had two or three, and Intonation was smart to do that. I'm buying through the fence from the biking helado vendor today. There's no line for him.
But the music was good.
Stage I didn't see today: Biz 3. I'm going to try to at least see CSS today.
Presumed Chicago City Ordinance: All music festivals in Chicago must begin with garage rock, apparently.
Bands I didn't see, and could only kinda hear: Band of Horses (waiting at front of other stage for The Mountain Goats), Destroyer (could hear enough to ID songs, but waiting at front of other stage for Art Brut), Ted Leo (THANK YOU, interminable Ben and Jerry's line).
If the Boredoms were pirates from Philly: They'd be Man Man. Two items of note about Man Man--the A stage was covered with feathers all day because of their shenanigans, and their drummer was sporting some short shorts. In white!
The act you had to be right up front to enjoy: Mountain Goats. I thought the set was amazing (he started out with "Jenny"! He played "Cubs in 5"!), but the further out my friends were from the stage, the lower opinion dipped (from halfway back in the park, it was apparently flat and disappointing). Incidentally, Mountain Goats had the biggest crowd lingering about before the set until later in the day (I'd say not until Futureheads). The crowd in front of Art Brut was wee compared to the MG people.
Act that rocked the park: Art Brut. Hands down, seemed to get the most people moving.
Cutest moment that reinforced my love of John Darnielle: him dancing around at the back of the stage during Art Brut. When lead singer Eddie Argos was walking off stage, John hugged him. Eddie then said something that looked like "I feel like I'm about to die", and John handed him his water bottle.
Proof that I'm blind, as well as deaf: I couldn't distinguish that the Walkmen were using a totally different-looking drummer (actually the old drummer from Walkmen precursors the Recoys), because regular drummer Matt Barrick's wife is having a baby right now.
New genre of music: Jan commented that, having seen them both on the same day, he now saw some similarities between Dan Bejar and David Berman. I said, "What? Hirsute, literate, intelligent rockers of Jewish descent? Are we calling this Talmud Rock now?". If anyone can think of a third person who could be lumped in this group, I'm officially calling it a movement.
Personal highlights: John Darnielle looking at me while singing "I hope we die/I hope we both die" during "No Children"; Jan getting a picture with Eddie Argos and the drummer of Art Brut.
Friday, July 28, 2006
Before the music: Pitchfork
Acts I know I’ve seen before: Chicago Underground Duo, Mountain Goats, Destroyer (twice), Ted Leo + Pharmacists (2 or 3 times), Walkmen (5 billion times), Glenn Kotche (maybe twice), Diplo (briefly last year), The National.
Band I should have seen by now, but didn’t: Yo La Tengo.
Good idea in theory: Biz 3 Stage. I vaguely want to see a lot of these acts, but most of what I want to see here is at odds with mainstage shows. Notable exceptions exist on Sunday, because of…
The semi-hidden Sunday theme: Brazil! Well, Os Mutantes makes it obvious at the end, but early on the Biz 3 stage there are two contemporary Brazilian acts, Bonde do Role and CSS. Also, Diplo is closing out the Biz 3 Stage, and that boy likes the baile funk.
Strategic quandary, minor: I’ll likely buy a poster or two at Flatstock. I need to figure out to enjoy the rest of the day after I buy it and still leave with the poster unharmed.
Strategic quandary, major: If I want to be at the front of the stage for Os Mutantes, I will have to miss Diplo’s set, which I’d otherwise be inclined to check out, since Spoon was apparently lackluster at Lolla last year. You’d think Texans could deal with performing in the heat.
Things I wish would go away: My dry, nagging cough; the ungodly heat.
Thins I wish would stay: battery power in my cell phone, clothes on my fellow concertgoers.
European folk-pop battle going on in my mind: Jose Gonzales at Intonation vs. Jens Lekman here.
Marked improvement over Intonation: Beverage sponsorship. Fuze is sponsoring, instead of Sparx, which I believe was battery acid cut with corn syrup, caffeine, and elephant testosterone.
Also: Magazine sponsorship. Readymade isn’t my favorite mag ever, but I’d rather see Martha Stewart Monthly sponsor than Vice.
Continued excellence from Intonation: The food. It looks like many of the same tents will be there, which means I can get tamales from Goose Island and corn muffins from Wishbone.
Also: Union Park. It’s really a great setup for festivals like this.
Adjacent acts that make amusing-sounding cage matches:
Chin Up Chin Up vs. Man Man
Band of Horses vs. Mountain Goats
Destroyer vs. Art Brut
(Incidentally, these are 6 consecutive bands from the Saturday main stages)
Acts I’m most looking forward to seeing: Os Mutantes, Yo La Tengo, Silver Jews, Jens Lekman, Mission of Burma
Books! I am so behind! I will be very brief.
10 Word Book Reviews
33 1/3 books:
Love’s Forever Changes: Gnosticism and Love? The author’s high. Ignores the amazing music.
The Pixies’ Doolittle: Riding in cars with Frank Black. No Kim Deal input.
Bowie’s Low: Brian Eno!Drugs! Iggy Pop! Drugs! Berlin! Drugs! Transvestites! Drugs!
Other books:
Angela Carter, Wise Children: Twins and Shakespeare. Bawdy and fun. I always enjoy Carter.
Joe Meno, The Boy Detective Fails: I saw the play; I read the book. Each is worth doing.
Nelson Algren, Man With the Golden Arm: Old, dirty Chicago. Junkies and drunks suffer intensely, then die.
Nancy Mitford, Madame de Pompadour: French king’s mistress charms, helps start Seven Years War, dies.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
The motherfucking results!
I'm not at work now, so I can use the entire word.
There were many great entries, in many (or three) great languages. Except Spanish. Fuck you, Spanish.
Anyhow!
It was pointed out by Cranky Uncle Greg last night that the winner is not actually a movie, but a miniseries. Well, I watched in all in one sitting, and I want to count it, so I'm counting it. Also, there's apparently a 1937 movie of the name, so nyah, it does count. Drumroll, please, the winner is:
I, Motherfucking Claudius.
See Claudius (Samuel L. Jackson) put the smack down on Nero that bad mother Agrippina! Also, the original includes the line "Is there any man in Rome who has NOT slept with my daughter?", so it pretty much fits already.
Congrats, Susan! Pick the 33 1/3 book of your choice.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Contest on my M.F.'ing blog!
In honor of this summer’s only true summer blockbuster, Snakes on a Plane, I have been contemplating the following deep, burning question:
What film titles could be most improved by imagining Samuel L. Jackson barking out their title with an interjectory “m.f.’ing” thrown in?
(Sorry about the actual lack of expletives, I’m at work. I work for a church organization. I feel slightly strange typing out expletives multiple times while here.)
My best so far:
Sleepless in M.F.’ing Seattle
Women on the Verge of a M.F.’ing Nervous Breakdown
Four Weddings and a M.F.’ing Funeral
But I think others could do much better than this. Therefore, a contest:
1. Come up with the movie title that could be most improved by imagining Samuel L. Jackson barking out their title with an interjectory “m.f.’ing” thrown in. Actually, come up with as many as you want. If appropriate, any other verb form of the aforementioned curse can be used, also.
2. Post them in my comments! Before, let’s say… 5pm, Friday June 16th. Yeah, that’s after my next paycheck.
3. I will pick my favorite one then, and will award this person the 33 1/3 series book of his or her choice, provided that one can find said book on Amazon.
So yeah, get to it. Tell your friends, tell your enemies, possibly win a book.
