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Saturday, October 28, 2006

Lesson From GQ #1: Tonic not light

I always figured, since it was clear and doesn't have a ton of flavor, that I was going with a pretty light drunk when I pounded Vodka-Tonics. But on page 132 of the November GQ, I learned that tonic water is loaded with sugar.

Dangit!

According to thecaloriecounter.com (a terribly designed site—their own navigation is mixed in with their google ads so that it almost looks like there's nothing on the page other than the ads) it breaks down like this:

Mixer Cals per oz.
Regular Cola 13
Lemon-Lime Soda 12
Tonic Water 10
Ginger Ale 10
Diet Anything 0
Soda Water 0

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Been a while

I have not given up on you, little blog. I just sometimes don't have room in my life for updating you on all what's going on.

This weekend ...

  • Friday night: roomy Shana turned roomy Christian and I onto Sweat BK, this great free party at Studio B in Greenpoint. The downtempo jams were kickin', and I danced for the first time in probably more than six months.
  • Yesterday: a fairly awesome bike ride from home to Dumbo—first time for me in Dumbo—where I checked out some art in Fulton Ferry State Park. (Some Dumbo art festival—It's probably still happening today.) Then I headed up through Williamsburg, staying as close as I could to the water. It was surprisingly difficult finding a non-wrong-way path that would keep me close to the water until about the time I crossed under the Williamsburg Bridge. I got just a bit into Greenpoint before heading south again (and rode right past Studio B ... small world). Stopped at Soundfix to pick up some music: Beirut, DJ Shadow, Akron/Family, and used Boy Least Likely To. I've only listened to Beirut so far, and it's wonderfulovely.
  • Last night: Okkervil River at the Bowery Ballroom. The first time I saw Okkervil (last November 11 at the Knitting Factory), I liked it so much that I went and saw them again the next night (at Northsix). I listened to them a lot in the ensuing year, but I slowly forgot just how compelling they were live. I'm very glad I saw them again last night. Okkervil rules!
  • Today: oh sweet nothing. Though Au Revoir Simone is playing at Soundfix at 4, so that's a possibility.

Other than this weekend ...

  • My cousin Carly moved to NYC a couple of months ago, and it's been like suddenly having a little sister. Very odd for me—I only have a younger brother, and he's much less ... effusive? emotive? She's a stage manager—and apparently a fucking good one—so hanging out with Carly has meant going to a lot of theater. It's been really good seeing some of that side of New York. Obviously theater is huge here, but I hadn't explored it at all. Some favorites so far:
    • The Blue Martini
    • Your Place ... or Mine?
    • Turning Tables
    • The Phantom of the Opera (duh)
  • I've been thinking about trying to change the main subRes.net web site to make it an extension of the mailing list that all the contributors—plus a few more people—are on. Currently the barrier to posting is that you've got to log into this web site, remembering yet another password, and write your posting in HTML (or suffer the indignity of producing unformatted text). What I'd like is for someone to be able to send an email to the list and have it show up as a posting. That by itself is very simple, but it really has to go deeper:
    • If desired, the posting should only be visible to people who are logged in.
    • Replies should appear as comments/replies to the original posting rather than as new postings of their own.
    • Quoted text should be either removed from replies or at least collapsed a la Gmail.
    • Annoying email footers from free mail providers should be filtered out.
    It would probably be best to do this as an extension or plugin to some existing blog software so I can skip the basic data model, user auth, tagging, and display concerns, just focusing on the email integration. Since it's Rails, Typo is a likely candidate. There's also simplelog to consider, but its minimalist aesthetic suggests the author might not be amenable to supporting my hackery.
  • My friends Mike and Meg got married. My photos make for a pretty poor survey of the event.

Now I'm going to stop writing at you, blog—just like that! Because I'm hungry, and you're not the boss of me!

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