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Archives for August 2004
What Were They Thinking?
I’m listening to the idiot Bush daughters right now at the convention.
Whose idea was it to let them follow Schwarzenegger’s brilliant speech, which even I found politically seductive?
Martha My Dear
Alton Brown, the man who reinvented the cooking show with the Food Network’s Good Eats, wrote an interesting open letter to Martha Stewart a few months ago. It included the following passages:
People want you to go down because you wouldn’t drop your head and break down and cry and tell us how ashamed you are about the things you’ve done. Conversely you didn’t pull a Kobe and act like what you did didn’t happen. You stuck by your guns and said that you didn’t believe you did anything wrong. Whether you did or not doesn’t matter. You didn’t grovel and we just hate that kind of thing. Looks too much like your sense of dignity might stem from something other than public consensus and we just can’t have that now can we. Oh and you’re successful–we don’t like that either.
And it gets even better!
While you’re in the clink, I hope you’ll take time to read a little Ayn Rand. I think you and Howard Roarke have a thing or two in common.
Read the whole letter. It’s fantastic.
More Fiber
We picked up an Eames fiberglass-shell chair with an Eiffel-tower base today. Modernica is making them from the original molds used in the fifties.
The one we got is bright green, but you get the basic idea from this photo.
Just Big Enough
A one-pound bag of baby carrots is not entirely unlike a full-size Pringles can.
It is just large enough that you can finish it in one sitting and give yourself a horrible stomach ache.
Where Did I Put the Rubber Hose?
I bought Erin another unmatched chair for her birthday last week. It’s for our dining room table, which is being designed by a sculptor who is a friend of ours.
You’ll probably recognize this classic design from your favorite police drama. It’s a mainstay of interrogation room chic.
