Siddity in the City

Here’s the thing about falling in love, being in love, and falling back out again:
Love is a helluva time-waster.
I don’t mean that bitterly. I mean it literally. Being in love with someone, spending most of your otherwise-unoccupied moments together, time just flies. You see each other, you natter on about your days, you bump around […]

This may be why the terrorists hate us, but fuck ‘em. This nonsense is funny.
How have the makers of Orangina managed for so long to avoid ‘gina jokes?

I will buy your albums in their entirety. You fucking win, bitch. Happy?

I choose to say “twenty-ten.” It’s short and sweet.
I welcomed the year in spectacular (or spectacularly dull) fashion: sprawled comfortably in my own rumpled, cozy bed. I had perhaps more opportunities for partying this New Year’s Eve than in any year prior, and instead I spent most of the evening alone in bed.
Now, that wasn’t […]

I like this Chef Roblé’s What’s Really Cooking premise. I mean, I don’t love the turntables. I get it, but really, turntables in your kitchen? I think we as a people can in fact learn without the aid of turntables. Otherwise, though, I like what he’s doing here. I could be biased; he reminds me […]