October 7th, 2010

cynical man

"Faced with a choice, do both"

So read my Oblique Strategy this afternoon. My first one'd been "You are an engineer", but I was too head scratchy on that, at least until I lived with the second one for a bit.

It's my 2nd day off work this week. These mini midweek takings of leave have been a laboratory. I am an engineer, but I am training in a laboratory. Hmm.

Film fest screener event postponed. Friend joining protest of MLK's niece at the U called to work this evening. Just as well. I was ready to come home.

I have some chicken in the refrigerator to make chicken philly filling ("philling"?) outta. Probably oughta do that tonight. Poultry scares me.

Tomorrow at the office I get to claim the boss's leftover calzone, a really good one, she said, such that she'd go back there to get it herself but she really doesn't want to set foot in the joint until her whole stretch of time off (tonight through the weekend) are over. There was some workplace hooha While I Was Out. Of the make-ya-crazy sort.

So me, I'll go in tomorrow, then there's a weekend. Bowling starts up again Saturday.

Linda Bacon was good. And looks a lot like Sarai, in the face and the twinkley eyes. I'm kind of a sucker for twinkley eyes. Afterwards McG and I went to the chicken wing place. (I wasn't scared of that poultry.) There were many, many televisions mounted on the walls. I didn't notice that Roy Halladay was no hitting the Reds, but I did notice the Evils catching up to and passing the Twins. We hung out and talked until late, and that was good. And I didn't stay up the rest of the overnight, bleary-eyed popping the DVDs in & out of the computer, so it felt like quite a reprieve to hear late this morning that I didn't have to get the rest of my movies screened by evening, as I had some other business to attend to too. And tonight I'm right back to procrastinating on the films. And I'm finding I want to write postcards and letters. I haven't felt like doing that in a long time.

But I'll put it off at least a bit. Right now I have chicken to go go ahead and not be too scared by.
Evo

liveblogging me trying this drink

It's zico -- "pure premium coconut water," sold at Trader Joe's and featured right up there at the check-out, as if to taunt us with our own impulsivity.



(See, this is funny because I'm calling it liveblogging, like ya'll are following me in the moment, and it's news.)

ZICO is, apparently, "100% pure coconut water with natural flavor essences." It also has five essential electrolytes, more potassium than a banana, low acidity, and no fat. It also is already embarrassing to have bought. On their website, you can take the pledge. What is the pledge? The pledge is the pledge "to be natural."

Okay, let's get to it.
Evo

liveblogging me trying this drink, part 2: the pour

Well, it seems to come out like ever so slightly murky water. What is this stuff, coconut milk diluted + the magical vita-junk they put in Gatorade?



That reminds me, who else saw the thing on The Daily Show recently, with the updated marketing of Dr. Somebody's SomethingSomething Snake Oil being (now marketed as) Vitamin Water? Ha. That was a good one.
Evo

we interrupt this liveblogging to mention

Comments are not being screened, and will appear instantly, so feel free to join in any time on the experience with your observations, your questions for the taster, your own history with zico, your admiration for this reportage and/or reporter, etc.
Evo

liveblogging me trying this drink, part 8: the conclusion: a final nail in the coffin of this series

That title has exactly the max # of characters a title here can have.

Well, the poop on zico is that you're better off with the banana and a glass of water, as far as I'm concerned. Hell, electrolytes always sounded to me like some bug that attacks robots, in whatever their equivalent of a bloodstream is.


   


Zico: Take the Pledge Not to Be Suckered Into This One