dude, check out the global rich list. it really puts things into perspective, and shows just how much we have to be thankful for this holiday season. but, how come i'm in the top .8% of the world and i can't buy a friggin' apartment?

south park has been absolutely on fire this season, and the best episode so far involved cartman's devious plans to get to some cheesy mexican restaurant. if you saw it, you may be shocked to know that casa bonita actually exists, cliff divers included! anybody wanna take a road trip to colorado with me?

news flash: network executives may make intelligent, obvious business decision.

family guy isn't the best show ever, but it's pretty darn funny. fox cancelled it because it just wasn't getting the ratings they wanted (this was after moving its time slot constantly, and ultimately leaving it to compete with survivor on thursday nights). rapid fire cancellations of tv shows seem to happen a lot though. those tv exec board meetings must be a hoot!

uber-cool it's-friday-and-i-don't-want-to-do-work-today distraction (courtesy of underground dragon); slow wave, a collective dream diary illustrated in comic book fashion. some of the dreams in the archives are great, like the sophia loren one. i'm also glad to find out that i'm not the only person who dreams about talking dogs. i have in fact dreamed about talking dogs twice. in the first one the dog was really smart, charming, and in a lesbian relationship with an old acquaintance from high school (i figured, wow, a dog this smart probably couldn't be in a relationship with another dog). in the other dream the dog talked but just wasn't as spectacular.

addictive web diversion of the day; the awful plastic surgery blog! this brings me to two points:
- i predict all female celebrities will be emaciated ghouls by 2015
-i always thought amanda lepore walked around with wax lips. there's no way she pumps them up with that much collagen!

so last night for dinner i made sauteed seitan with onions, a side of okra and portobello mushrooms with garam masala, and a salad. in the middle of it, i realized i was not stressed out in the least. a few years ago, the exent of my cooking was grilled cheese, pasta, and quesadillas. people that said that cooking was "relaxing" befuddled me. now i've become one of those people, and i think everyone should learn their way aroudn the kitchen. i owe it all to the food network, the best channel ever.

today i have seen no more than two people completey going to town picking their nose in public. i mean, this was well beyond a small tinkering on the down low. we're talking digging for gold, people. gold!

more crazy old recipes for you. dude, at what point between 1974 and 2003 did people start eating regular food? this stuff is just bizarre.

holy cow did it get cold this weekend! two saturdays ago i was strolling around manhattan with jeans and a short sleeved shirt on (it was like 75 degrees). this past saturday i was jumping in front of cabs begging them to take me in and save me from getting frostbitten. i have a feeling this is going to be a really cold winter, and i'm going to be watching a bunch of dvds.

the new york times has a decent article on the soon to be changing clubbing landscape in chelsea. well, none of these places appeal to me in the slightest, and i don't see how five clubs targeting the "a-list crowd" are going to succeed in the middle of a recession, but what do i know. four years ago, if you told me that i'd miss twilo greatly and regret not going there often i'd probably have called you crazy.

so, i'm doing some research for this year's christmas shopping, and amazon always seems to be the best place to do that. but, man, those customer reviews are like a tennis match. the first review is like "oh my god, i've had this for three years now, and it changed my life". the next review is "this thing is crap. it broke after a week and it gave my dog cancer". the thing is, it's like this for every product. the staff reviews aren't much help, as they're usually just "this is a good product and this is what it does". grrrr!

so, yesterday i walk into the gym and there's a spinning class going on. now, usually, spinning class looks like hell on earth to me. there's jersey shore "house" music pitched up to 160 bpm's blaring in the room and everyone looks like they're about to die, either from heat exhaustion, a heart attack, or too many drumrolls. but things were noticably more somber in there this time, and i realized they were spinning to "there there" by radiohead. when i got out of the locker room they were listening to "airbag". noone seemed to be in pain, or doing much heavy duty spinning for that matter, they were just kind of riding their bikes at a calm, leisurely pace. note to instructor: you might want to play something a bit more upbeat for your class next time.