Dinner last night. Added half a can of black olives because over the holidays my sister gifted me ¾ths of a costco-sized pack she was sick of seeing in her pantry. Pulsed those with canned tomatoes and cooked it low for 20 minutes after browning the ham—yes, straight up ham, not some artisanal cured pork product—and tossed some Farfalle in there after it was done. Also, this particular recipe calls for onions, and I say you should punch anyone who suggest that all’Amatriciana includes onions in the face as hard as you can. Pork, garlic, tomatoes, parmesan and olive oil are the only necessary ingredients here. ANYWAY. Toss in the cooked pasta, stir it up and let it sit with the sauce for 5 minutes. 25 minutes start to finish, made entirely with shit from your pantry, holy shit delicious. Also, if you don’t have a can of tomatoes in your pantry, why the fuck are you talking to me? Go to McDonald’s, philistine.
aedison: This tweet shall stand as evidence that I was the first to refer to Sarah Palin’s 2012 bid as “C-word’s Folly”.


Based upon the many-worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics, in some alternate world I’m having a hot 4-way with Dante Shephard, Randall Munroe, and Joey Comeau.
This still makes me laugh:
roughdiction: If I wanted to follow someone with zero social and personal value, I would just go to church.
Love it. Love it. Want to fuck it. UNF. 
If you want to be a retailer, as in a business that sells goods and/or services, then stop doing stupid shit like this immediately.
“South Carolina governor Mark Sanford has been missing since Thursday, and not even his wife knows where he is. His staff continues to insist that nothing is wrong and that Sanford is just ‘hiking the Appalachian Trail.’ My money is on a second family in Kentucky, which I will feel pretty bad about if he turns out to be in trouble.”
Local media fail. I had no idea this was going on until I saw it on the internet.
seldo: The most obviously supernatural element of True Blood is the male cast’s abdominal muscles.
aedison: I believe the children are our future. That’s why I’m crying.
cleversimon: Call me prejudiced, but the gay pride parade is the last place I would expect to be lectured on the superiority of Linux.
Gods, I love it when Anil gets bitchy.




