September 29th, 2003

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Sigh. TV.

I watched the season premieres of Alias and the Lyon's Den tonight. Ugh.

I don't know why I still bother watching tv, because every show I've seen this season has sucked.

Alias has embarked in a "brave new direction", basically meaning it looks like they ran out of ideas and so threw everything out and wiped the slate mostly clean so they could try again. Maybe it'll get better in time, but right now it seems like they're just flailing.

The Lyon's Den was atrocious - I mean, really, it was embarrassing. Rob Lowe made a big mistake in leaving the West Wing - while the WW wasn't exactly world-class cinema, it was certainly better than this crap. The writing is terrible, the directing is weak, and the acting is so-so at best, varying between overplayed, underplayed, and just plain misplayed. Ugh, I say, ugh.

I finished Lawrence of Arabia, but I have to say I was so tired I kept falling asleep during it and I need to watch it again to really appreciate the second half. What I did stay awake for was good, though. *cough*

Dinner at my mother's place went well enough, I suppose. We all had a nice time, and it was nice to see her again, and to see my cousin again. I helped her get her cell phone working, since she's a bit of a technophobe. Blah blah blah, more babbling. I'm tired and a bit grumpy.
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inari sushi and WASABI!!!

Lunch Report

Lunch today: inari sushi with lots of WASABI! Oh wasabi, how I love thee.

What I want to know is who discovered wasabi. I mean, think about this for a second. It's a long time ago, hundreds or thousands of years I guess. You're some farmer/peasant type, strolling around, when your stomach starts to rumble. Looking around, you see nothing but these: wasabi plants . So naturally, being hungry and not knowing any better, you pick the plant out and proceed to eat the roots. Why the roots? Jesus, I've got no idea. I don't walk around the woods eating roots from random plants, myself. So anyways, you eat the roots, next thing you know you're screaming in pain and clawing at your burning face, and when it's all over, you think to yourself: "Sweet. I so need to cultivate this so I can eat it all the time. Wait'll I show my friends!"

Whoever you were, glorious wasabi-discoverer, I salute you.