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Kitchen TimerYou need one. We all need one. The one on your stove is broken. The one on the microwave makes a loud, unnatural sound that irritates your pets and makes your skin crawl. Using your cell phone isn't actually cool unless you have an iPhone with a kitchen timer app and then it's only cool to those people. So, you buy a kitchen timer; one that you have space for and counts down just as many minutes as is necessary. I bought this one from Kikkerland Design because it's magnetic, easy to use, and comes in old-fashioned appliance blue. Don't buy it; it's a piece of shit. Picture this: you get your new kitchen timer home and eagerly unwrap it, like a gift you bought yourself after Christmas. You toss the instructions because they say obvious or useless things like, "Turn to set," or "Buy our other kitchen timers." You put it on the refrigerator but not quite in the right place, so you slide it to a new location and it leaves a black trail across the face of your freezer door. Maybe you should clean it. Maybe, but doing so in the sink will fill the timer with water, warping the readout paper and causing the face to fog up. You won't be able to return it in that condition. Maybe you should wipe off the magnet with a paper towel. Maybe, but tell me when you eventually get black residue to stop rubbing off. I never got that far. In all likelihood, you'll buy two or three kitchen timers in your life and pay a paltry sum for each one. Just don't buy this one. Also, if you happen to walk by 423-427 West 127th St, New York, NY 10027, pick out a random designer and kick them in the nuts. Located: The New Bunny Hole Feeling: amused
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So, I have a new gig hosting trivia. Unlike the monthly fundraiser nights for the wild girls of the Derby Liberation Front-- this Thursday at Jabu's--this is not a self-produced event. At 7PM, every Wednesday, at Ozzie's in lower Queen Anne, I host the pub quiz for Geeks Who Drink. (Yes, they are aware that I'm more geek than drink.) Geeks Who Drink is two guys from Colorado who write a spunky 64-question pub quiz for every night of the week and then hire hosts for every bar they've contracted with. So, while the Ozzie's trivia may lack my trademark difficulty rating, it is presented in my inimitable style. There's a blog I update every week (or have for the two weeks I've hosted) where you can check out the regular crew and decide whether you're smart enough to show up and kick their asses. You should show up anyway just because it's fun. One curious aspect of the GWD @ Ozzie's arrangement is that it necessitates owning a laptop. Unlike my RCRG/DLF trivia where the teams trade papers for scoring, I do all the scoring between rounds. With ten teams and 64 questions, that can be quite the workload. In addition, there are two audio rounds per night. So, rather than muscle around with pen, paper, and my MP3 player, I'll now have an Excel spreadsheet and a Winamp playlist to do my bidding. Thanks to a short-term loan from the lovely Miranda, I went to Best Buy last night and picked up the cheapest, non-crappy laptop I could find.  In closing, why is my Xbox avatar in this picture? Located: The Cave of Secrets Feeling: pleased
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As you can see, I'm not over my color-coding phase.  Still, now that Headachy Sauce isn't comprised of four guys who all have the same clothes, I'm a little happier. The lead singer has a silly tie. The guitarist has sunglasses. The drummer has a mesh shirt. They've come a long way since I last posted. In closing, the likelihood that I'll make three posts about Rock Band 2 in as many months is very small. ...except to say that I wish they had some Kings of Leon. ...and that I'm looking forward to the release of Pearl Jam's Ten. ...and that I'm happy for Wii owners who finally get some DLC love. Located: The Bunny Hole Feeling: amused Listening: "Manhattan" by Kings of Leon
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Get a copy of Rorschach, the slightly-Apples-to-Apples-esque-but-more-s neaky-mildly-strategic, ink blot game. Set it up on the couch. Now, while you might be worried that the game is recommended for three-to-eight players, you can resolve this issue by each playing for not only yourself but one of the two bunnies living in the house. Proceed to play the game as normal, guessing both what your girlfriend would pick and what your girlfriend thinks her female rabbit would pick. Then, to really get your noodle cooking, pretend to be the male rabbit guessing what your girlfriend thinks her female rabbit would pick. Conversational examples may include... "I know the card says, 'Which one is at home in the deep ocean,' but Tiger, never having seen the ocean, is confused by the question and has decided to pick randomly." "I picked number one because it looks like something from a Mad Max movie but Bad Bunny picked number three because it's like a scary bird." "Tiger won? She's surprisingly good at this game." In closing, it's slightly less random than Apples to Apples. Located: The Bunny Hole Feeling: happy
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