I love Brand New, and their collection and cataloging of reader reviews is one of the main reasons why.
Thai: Orrapin
Seafood: Ray’s
French: Cafe Presse
Phở: Thanh Vi
Sushi: Blue C
Steaks: Joey
Fried Chicken: Ezell’s
Sandwiches: Paseo
Pizza: Serious Pie
Mexican: Cactus on Alki Beach
Burgers: Red Mill
Doughnuts: Top Pot
Cupcakes: Trophy Cupcakes & Party
Ice Cream: Molly Moon’s
Cheap Eats
Burgers: Dick’s Drive-In
Seafood: Spud & Ivar’s
An addictive list of the ‘Best of Everything in 2008‘ that is sure to keep you busy.
The ‘Best Of’ 2008 lists are beginning.
Paste Magazine’s 2008, Best TV Shows: Lost (hooray!), The Colbert Report (hooray!), 30 Rock (hooray!), The Office (hooray!), Mad Men (hooray!), and at #1, Battlestar Galactica (aaaaand you lost us).
Hopefully some of our music experts can fill us in, but aside from a promise from Coldplay, what other albums have we to look forward to in 2008?
I know it may be a little late, but my favorites from 2007 were…
Neon Bible by The Arcade Fire
Our Love To Admire by Interpol
Cease To Begin by Band of Horses
PS – We’re pretty much 2 months into 2008. Weird.
This link (don’t click any of them, it’s just a screen shot) came up on the Yahoo! homepage yesterday. I’ve been lucky enough to eat at two of these burger joints. I actually swing by Dick’s once a week. Please enlighten our hungry tummies if you’ve grabbed lunch at any of the other locations.
Question:
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What’s the best hamburger you’ve ever had?
A different spin on a typical QOTD.
What are your top top favorite Christmas movies? Here is a full list of every Christmas movie ever made. However, should you love one that somehow did not make the list, please feel free to post anyway.
It’s hard for me to rank a top ten. A Christmas Story always has been my favorite… but every movie I watch each year I do so in an almost religious fashion, loving each one for a different reason. So much so that my honorable mentioned movies could all arguably end up in my top five.
Wow… I way too into Christmas. My Top 10:
- A Christmas Story
- The Best Christmas Pageant Ever
- It’s A Wonderful Life
- Christmas Vacation
- Home Alone
- Elf
- Scrooged
- Santa Claus: The Movie
- Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer
- Prancer
Honorable mention:
Love Actually, The Muppet Christmas Carol, Miracle On 34th Street (1994 & 1947), The Santa Clause, Home Alone 2, Dr. Seuss’s How the Grinch Stole Christmas (1966 & 2000), Frosty the Snowman, The Year Without a Santa Claus, Mickey’s Christmas Carol, Santa Claus Is Comin’ to Town, A Charlie Brown Christmas
Uncrate is wonderful site filled with stuff for guys. They also have a wonderful site for women called Outblush.
Think of it as an online Sears Wishbook (yeah, you remember dog-earing pages in those suckers around Christmas time, don’t you?).
You can create a free account where you can then “add” items to your list. That way, after I move, start my new job, save up enough money, pay off all my traveling expenses, take my tithes to the Lord’s storehouse… I can buy certain items just in time for Christmas 2025!
Seriously though… this is good stuff. Some items I’ve “tagged” as of late:
It’s no secret that I’m obsessed with music, as are most of you. I get this question all the time… and quite frankly, it’s hard to decide.
If you put a gun to my head (which I hope you wouldn’t do because it’s extremely rude) I’d have to go with Radiohead’s ‘High & Dry‘.
Why do I love it? Because of the deep meaning behind the lyr— err, ok… I really can’t tell you why. I just like it. It calms me down in any stressful situation yet somehow manages to pump me up at other times.
Or, maybe I just like it. Let’s not make this too deep, folks.
The best comments from the past week… but I only did a few ’cause I got tired.
Ugh… you guys keep me young!
Back in my Hanson fanatic days, Zac (the drummer) was my favorite, so I wanted to learn how to play the drums like crazy.
I do want a tattoo. However, those of you who know me know that I am random. I’m affraid that whatever I get will be too random, and I’ll look at it later and be like, “huh?†Imagine having to explain a map of Icleand on my arm to people.
Karen… what about the tatoo that you got on your butt that night that we… nevermind, you probably don’t even remember that night. You might not even know that tatoo is there. Go look at your butt in the mirror.
Karen, when did you get so “hip†on the new drug lingos?
I actually caught Rufio the other day on the commercial. I let out a loud “Rooooooofiioooooooo†and my roommate gave me the “what the f?†look. Apparently he wasn’t allowed to watch Hook growing up.
What in the heehaw was that? I was slightly attracted to the huge sunglasses. I might have to find a pair of those for Amanda!
9 out of 11….i guess that means i’m asian
And you thought I told you all my good stories… pull up a chair.
So, after my long, aforementioned first day in London, I headed back to the hostel to change clothes before a stag night on the town. (Which, for a guy like me means visiting romantic places to snap some photos, hoping that my unknown future-significant-other is alone as well, and not off spending a romantic evening with a soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend who is simply trying to get into her pants, and not her heart. How am I single?)
So, I strike up a conversation with one of my 5 roomies. (I’ll tell you about all of them in another post)
His name is Pier (pronounced Pierre, but spelled like ‘Navy Pier‘… to which he explained to me 3 times… with hand gestures.)
Pier hails from Italy. He grew up in a small town just south of Naples. He has descent English, especially when you consider that he is self-taught. I was impressed.
As for his accent. Think of me making fun of somebody from Italy who is trying to speak English… and you’re almost there. Actually, think of Balki from the TV show Perfect Strangers. Only he doesn’t call me “Cousin Larry”… he calls me, “Lan… Don.”
Anyway… on to the story.
After peeling through his artwork that consisted of eyeballs, two-headed monsters, and unecessary female nipples, I decided to ask him if he wanted to go grab a bite to eat. He was excited, said yes, but instisted that we eat cheap.
Absolutely. Let’s roll.
Sidenote: If you know me, you know that when I travel, I usually try to eat the local flavor as much as possible. (ie – steak in Ft. Worth, salmon in Seattle, deepdish pizza in Chicago, etc.)
So we set out, and being based in Piccadilly Circus we have almost everything you can think of right outside our backdoor. Sushi, Thai, you name it, we got it.
Right off the bat Pier asks, “Do you like Indian food?”
My ears pearked up, I smiled and said, “Love it! Do you?”
“No.” says Pier.
Well, thanks buddy.
We continue walking when we pass a convenience store, kinda like a 7-11, only without the gas, when I hear Pier mumbling the words written on the window…
“Food… Beverages… Candy… Bread… BREAD?!?”
Oh, crap.
“Lan Don, they have bread!” shouts Pier… in the middle of a crowded sidewalk.
I then had to explain to him what the store was, and that a $2.00 Pepsi and a day-old donut wasn’t what I had in mind for dinner.
He sighs… slightly saddened… but then he rebounds by suggesting we make a right… into Chinatown. Chinatown baby! I freakin’ love Chineese food. Not neccessarily the English flavor I was hoping for, but it will suffice.
“Yes!” I say, “I freakin’ love Chineese food… do you?”
“No.” says Pier… back to square one, where Pier begins to suggest that we check-out the menu of every restaraunt on the street, only to make a squeamish face everytime I ask him if he wants to eat there.
So here I am, alone (with Pier) in London… on Valentine’s Day… at night… picking out a restaurant… oh crap… people probably think we’re gay.
With the gay icing on the cake, I tell Pier that it is his choice. We will eat anywhere he likes, no matter the cost.
Just as I do this, his eyes light-up, and a smile runs across his face as he stares about a block down the street.
“McDonald’s”, he says with a softened tone.
So off we went. Pier and I on our Valentine’s Day dinner, sharing a window table at McDonald’s in Leicester Square .
I had a cheeseburger. He had a ‘Filet-o-Fish’ to which he kept referring to as a “Fish Cheeseburger.”
Afterwards he suggested that we take a walk around the square, to which I made up a complete lie in order to have a few moments to myself to reflect upon the entire situation.
I spent the rest of the night wandering amongst the coupled-lovers in the southbank of the Thames, strolling through Leicester Square and Piccadilly Circus, taking a few photos along the way to make the most of Valentine’s 2006. A good Valentine’s Day, but a good story to tell as well.
…oh, what a night.
Paige started the thread, so I’ll open up the forum here.
What are your favorite quotes from Wedding Crashers?
(Is it sad that I like the outfits they are wearing in this picture?)
Quotes:
“The painting was a gift, Todd. I’m taking it with me. “
- Jeremy
Jeremy “That’s interesting John, that glass looks half full to me.”
John “Wow, now that you mention it, it is half full.”
“Love doesn’t exist, that’s what I’m trying to tell you guys. And I’m not picking on love, ’cause I don’t think friendship exists either.”
-John
“Grab that net and catch that beautiful butterfly, pal!”
- Jeremy
“Mom! The meat loaf!”
- Chazz
Some of these are oh-so-obvious, because I talk about them all the time. Some, however, are not. And others, well… they need explaining before you question my sexuality.
I love show about business. Small business, big business… every kind of business. If you’re gonna own one, you gotta know how to run one.
My favorite reality shows:
Make fun if you want. I’m 6 foot 4 inches, and I’ve been working out 6 days a week for the past 3 months. I could probably beat you up.
Probably.
They’re divorcing. I’m sad.
Is divorcing a word?
There’s a new airline show coming to A&E (or the Travel Channel) wihtin the next week. Ok, so… you don’t care.
After five minutes… you’ll think twice.
A full-time job? To say the least.
