Bedside Table

Happy Valentine's Day. It's a silly holiday, designed to encourage spending on frivolities, but it gives one an excuse to be silly, which is a plus.

I'm sitting on my bed doing my Sunday morning internet flyover, and I look up at the stuff on my bedside table. To say eclectic would be kind. To say disordered would be accurate but a little harsh. Does my bedside table say something about who I am? ( The actual contents of the table behind the curtain )

Quick! Someone Commission a Cake!

Via Cakewrecks, I just found the directions on how to make an ice-cream cake with the message baked into the sides. Unfortunately, one of the batters used is chock full of almonds, which would kill my family dead dead dead. Alas, I cannot seem to make LJ accept the photo. Don't know why. But go take a look at the thing. The mere technical neep of it makes my heart beat faster.

Anyone want to commission a cake so I can play with this? It doesn't have to say "Love"...in the words of my brother when he was 12, "Give me enough time and some rocks and I'll write DIE! on that mountain..."

I'm Just Saying (again)

Crazy Heart is a really good movie. And Jeff Bridges simultaneously has all the charisma in the world, and no vanity at all. You might have to see it to understand what I mean by that, but then, that would mean you'd seen it, and it's definitely worth seeing.

Plus, it reminded me that, while I generally don't think I like Country music, in fact, I do.