“Writing
about music is like dancing about architecture.”
I was always a smooth peanut butter kid. Easy to spread, pleasant to eat. The alternative - chunky peanut butter - was gross. Who would want chunks in their peanut butter? It reminded me of vomit, and that was something I didn't need on a slice of white bread with milk. For two decades, smooth peanut butter was what I ate. Skippy, Jif, whatever. The brand was not so important to me.
Then, a couple months ago, I had an eye-opening revelation at the grocery store. I saw the two types of peanut butter next to each other in the aisle and instinctively went for the smooth. But mid-grab, I realized something: I had never actually tried chunky peanut butter. I had grown up exclusively on smooth, and had neglected to give chunky a chance. My bias against chunky was unfounded. So, being the open-minded egalitarian that I am, I opted for a change. Worst case scenario, I just wasted a few bucks.
The first pb&j I made with chunky confirmed my recent suspicions; chunky is really good. It has a more stimulating texture than smooth, and offers a slightly different taste experience as a result. I am currently eating a slice of bread with chunky and raisins. Ignorant prejudice is an unseen hindrance.
Great Falls
Melville
Dewey, creator of the Dewey Decimal System, changed the spelling of his name to
Melvil Dui to eliminate redundancy.
Creamsicle yogurt would taste delicious.
I thought of
a surefire way to become famous: attach
a camera to your head and put a live 24 hour stream online. You don’t even have to do anything
extraordinary; just live normally, but allow anyone to access it all the
time. This represents the shifting
views that society has with privacy as we move into the information age,
constantly uploading data onto the internet. Who you are is being defined by the information that represents you online. Your “real” identity is becoming more congruent with your online identity.
I read a lot
of books but very few second chapters.
I saw an
eyelash in my drink. At first I was
grossed out, but then I reasoned that it was probably my eyelash, so I
continued to sip. Then I wondered if my
eyelash is really more sanitary than anyone else’s.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Getting_to_Philosophy (figure it out)
Why aren’t
individual portions of triscuits available in vending machines?
When a sea
squirt finds a suitable surface to cling to, it gets rid of its nervous system
because it doesn’t need it any more.
Reading: Einstein: His Life and Universe by Walter Isaacson
Listening to: Fun Trick Noisemaker by The Apples In Stereo
Working on: A short story
Eating: (see above)
