With My Custom Screensaver |
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Nothing Better to Write #578
Here’s something a lot of you young
punks don’t seem to understand about the game of life. You may laugh at me now
because I’m still doing it even though it isn’t “cool” anymore but when the Macarena
comes back in style and you come to me for lessons then take a wild guess at
who’ll be laughing? Answer: me, all the way to the bank, suckers!
*Once again, I realize that I'm being incredibly generous to file this under humor but it's my blog and I can do any damn thing I want!
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
In the Kitchen
In my opinion the kitchen is a workshop and should look like one. I hate the modern look of everything shut away and tidy. I'll take function over style every time. My apartment doesn't have the best kitchen I've ever had, not by a long shot. I think that I am making the best of a small space. Only after I had taken this picture did I notice the salami curing. I wonder how long that's been there? Answer: the longer the better.
Friday, February 07, 2014
The Winter that Wasn't
I like to post stuff like this
just for future reference when I want to look back and see how the weather was
in the past. Yesterday morning I was watering the plants on my balcony and I
forgot to shut the door. I came back home later in the afternoon and noticed
the balcony door was open and the house was as cozy as the sun beat into the
living room and my office. We don’t have much to complain about as far as the
weather goes here in Valencia. My two brothers will be visiting next week so it
looks like we’ll have excellent cycling weather.
In an unrelated matter I saw a reference to Catch 22 on The Daily Show a couple of weeks ago and felt compelled to reread that classic for the umpteenth time.
In an unrelated matter I saw a reference to Catch 22 on The Daily Show a couple of weeks ago and felt compelled to reread that classic for the umpteenth time.
Catch 22
‘You mean there’s a catch?’
‘Sure there’s a catch,’ Doc Daneeka replied.
‘Catch-22. Anyone who wants to get out of combat duty isn’t really crazy.’
There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which
specified that a concern for one’s own safety in the face of dangers that were
real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could
be grounded. All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no
longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly
more missions and sane if he didn’t, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If
he flew them he was crazy and didn’t have to; but if he didn’t want to he was
sane and had to. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of
this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle.
‘That’s some catch, that Catch-22,’ he observed.
‘It’s the best there is,’ Doc Daneeka agreed.
Thursday, February 06, 2014
Your Olympic Dream is My Nightmare
Like how during a tornado you're
supposed to go down into your cellar, during these weeks every four years I avoid
giving a passing glance at the TV in bars for fear of seeing ice dancing or
some other abomination. Are the Winter Olympics over yet?
Wednesday, February 05, 2014
Stalin's Ghost by Martin Cruz Smith
Here are
just a few moments at the beginning of the novel that made me laugh or smile in
admiration at the skill of the author.
A woman is trying to contract the killing of her husband and offers a warning to the would-be assassins:
“He’s very strong,” she said.
“No, he’ll just be heavy,” Victor assured her.
A mass grave has been discovered beneath the courthouse in Moscow:
Gleb asked, “What if the grave runs under the entire court?”
“That’s always the problem, isn’t it? Once you start digging, when to stop?”
Arkady is talking with a grumpy, old chess master:
Platonov scratched his chin. “You’re in the prosecutor’s office, aren’t you? Well, intelligence isn’t everything.”
“Thank God,” Arkady said.
Considering his boss in the prosecutor's office:
He didn’t believe Zurin would stab him in the back, although the prosecutor might show someone else where the knife drawer was.
Arkady held up his ID for all to see and announced, “Filming in the Metro is prohibited. Also this gathering is delaying the scheduled cleaning and maintenance of the Metro, putting the public safety at risk. It’s now over. Go home.”
Zelensky said, “I don’t see any cleaning women or maintenance men.”
“A schedule is a schedule.” (Arkady is as Soviet as the best of them at times)
A woman is trying to contract the killing of her husband and offers a warning to the would-be assassins:
“He’s very strong,” she said.
“No, he’ll just be heavy,” Victor assured her.
A mass grave has been discovered beneath the courthouse in Moscow:
Gleb asked, “What if the grave runs under the entire court?”
“That’s always the problem, isn’t it? Once you start digging, when to stop?”
Arkady is talking with a grumpy, old chess master:
Platonov scratched his chin. “You’re in the prosecutor’s office, aren’t you? Well, intelligence isn’t everything.”
“Thank God,” Arkady said.
Considering his boss in the prosecutor's office:
He didn’t believe Zurin would stab him in the back, although the prosecutor might show someone else where the knife drawer was.
Arkady held up his ID for all to see and announced, “Filming in the Metro is prohibited. Also this gathering is delaying the scheduled cleaning and maintenance of the Metro, putting the public safety at risk. It’s now over. Go home.”
Zelensky said, “I don’t see any cleaning women or maintenance men.”
“A schedule is a schedule.” (Arkady is as Soviet as the best of them at times)
Martin Cruz Smith’s description of a speed chess
tournament (called a blitz) is absolutely the finest writing about the game
that I have ever come across. Movies try to make chess exciting by having
players hurl pieces around the board and slam the clock after moves but this
chapter in the book is positively thrilling. It is truly a masterpiece of writing.
Tuesday, February 04, 2014
The Ultimate Tipping Guide to the Universe
To tip or
to slink cowardly away without leaving a red cent, that is the question. Or is
that two questions? Isn’t that two questions? What was Shakespeare thinking?
And was Shakespeare a lousy tipper as many literary historians now agree or did
he throw money around like a mobster on his last night before going away to
prison? Tipping is basically a way for you, the costumer, to make up for the
pathetic salary of the person serving you (in many US states this is less than
the minimum wage) because obviously you can afford it more than a guy who owns a
chain of 15 restaurants. How much do you tip your bartender even if there isn’t
a snowflake’s chance in hell she’ll go home with you? Tipping is a thorny and
confusing issue so let’s get down to it.
In Europe
they’ve decided that business owners can
afford to pay their own employees so tipping is pretty much a thing of the
past. When I first stopped tipping in Spain I thought that people were being
unfriendly to me because of my cheapness. Boy, was I ever relieved to learn
that the reason waiters and bartenders hate me is because of my long list of
annoying personal habits and it has nothing to do with the fact that I don’t
tip. In the USA it’s best not to buck the system so tipping is essential. But
how much and to whom?
The first
rule of tipping is that when in doubt, leave a huge tip. A good tip makes up
for bad behavior. Uncivil deeds seem to follow me around like a Cub Scout
troop. Take your pick: you can either be known as a great tipper or the guy who
drove over the valet parker. If you aren’t in the habit of committing
disgraceful acts when you leave home you may need our standardized guide to
tipping.
Food
Service
Barista
– My morning cup of coffee is without a doubt the best part of my day so
leaving a great tip is worth it and not very expensive.
Bartenders - $1 a drink or 15% on the total. A small price to pay to America’s true
heroes.
Waiter Staff – 15% - 20% and if you have small children in your party
leave enough to pay for a power-spraying of the entire restaurant.
Delivery Person – Hook them up with at least a couple bucks. They either
arrived on a moped or in some ridiculous vehicle with a huge sign on the roof.
Hotel
Staff
How much
do you tip the concierge in the $500 a night boutique hotel you’re staying at
in Monte Carlo? What the hell is a concierge? Why would anyone ask a broke-ass
writer like me questions like that? I’m more of a sleep-on-the-train-station-bench
kind of guy.
Bellman/Porter - $1 to $2 per bag, $5 minimum.
Maid - $2-5 a day, more if you left a dead body in the room.
Other Services
Barber/Hairstylist – In your case whoever was responsible for that
carnage on your head is lucky not to do a little jail time, but generally
15-20% is about right. I tip big because I have beautiful hair.
Cab Driver - 10% or $2-$5 minimum. Tip more, of course, if vomit is
involved.
Magazine Essay Writers
Can you really put a price tag on
the joy you receive from reading a finely-written magazine article? The answer
is “yes” and that price is $25. As soon
as I write a finely-written article I’ll tell you how to send the tip.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)