Random Meat--it's been a long time since I've rock and rolled.

This is a picture of someone who is delighted to have a box with meat in it. And who wouldn't be? From the marbling and the bright red color, you can tell that this is a pretty good steak, but really, this should be promptly wrapped and refrigerated--or slapped on a skillet, at her nearest convenience. As the meat is pulled from a box, and there appears to be no mess, I suspect she might have some dried aged beef, which might be why she is happy to pose with it, but if that's the case, the color isn't quite dark enough. But lucky her if her box has some properly seasoned aged steak.  I suggest she acquire a nice Beaujolais and for an easy veggie dish, quickly braise some tender asparagus spears in a pan, and then, dump the water and finish'em with a little plus gras butter and pepper. Add a mixto salad with oil & vinegar and a great loaf of bread, and you simply can't eat better. If her meal is that easy and built around a great piece of beef--no wonder she's smiling!

Dead Milkmen: Right Wing Pigeons--

This is from 1985 and there is no video, just a picture of the album cover, and yet--

This is pretty much an accurate summation of things.

Jukebox--Feeling Good

Lately I have been loving this song.

You need a cute--I will show you this video with a dog and deer:

That's adorable--I don't care who you are!

Happy New Year--here's a nice video.

Well, with a wee bit of cartoon violence:



Makes you feel all auld-lang-syne-y, nu?

Have a Happy New Year, peoples.

Culture Club--War Song

You'd have to be made of stone not to groove a little to this.

Have A Zesty Generika!

Okay--I don't like doing Christmas cards. This is an issue I have--it's an obligation to mail a thing that serves little value to a person or persons who may have great social value to me, or, you know, I only have them sort of randomly in my address-book. If I really wanted to stay in touch and wish people really well and all that--I could send them an e-mail. Even attach some kind of festive clip-art. In minutes, I could design something that says "Yay, this time of year!" and "Thinking of you!" with a touch of genuine-ness.

Christmas/Holiday cards don't have this thing. I don't like them. Sometimes, they are too religion-specific for me. I don't celebrate the Baby Jesus' birthday at Christmas. I don't assume this is what other people are celebrating--so I want to keep my cards just a bit generic. I think of my December-based holiday as "Generika". The "k" means it might vaguely have something to do with culture, but otherwise, I am a very "happy holidays" kind of girl. Except for my feelings about happy....and holiday.....

See, "happy" is overused in greeting cards. Happy Valentines, Happy Halloween, Happy, Happy. Are we on uppers? Also: "Merry". Does this ever get said in real life? Have you ever said, "You know, eating pork rinds with a good chardonnay gives me a merry feeling"? Obviously, this pairing would be awesome. A crisp, sharp tang of white wine against the greasy, salty burst of porkulence? Hello? Sleigh bells in your mouth! But "merry"?

No. You don't say that. "Merry" has been subsumed into the linguistic category of "things you only say around Christmas". Christmas killed "merry". It's just a ghost haunting the word "Christmas" anymore, except in the UK, where they use "happy".

I think we need to petition for another adjective, too. Not "happy". Not "merry". I'm going with "zesty". It means piquant, lively and flavorful. I am down with the zest. And not "holidays". No. "Holi-" day is just giving in that the day has been hallowed, and I'm not about it. My card-sending has, for years, been sort of a "return-receipt" for other people sending me cards. It has basically come down to a literal message of: "I have received your Greeting Card, and return one with thanks that you provided me with your return address. We may do this again next year." So I am about "Generika". There isn't a reason for the season, I'm just performing a perfunctory courtesy demanded of me by culture and the existence of the post office, and while I'm at it, I'm going to make you accept "zestiness".

Have a Zesty Generika. Enjoy the taste of a new, more random, holiday.

I'm wishing you all a Zesty Generika. May your deepest wishes have positive outcomes in a manner more frequent than random chance alone can account for. May you also experience a pleasant terminus to the calendar year. And a very satisfactory and non-catastrophic calendar year to come!