time to make the furry donuts
Another schaq-day... today I am trying out this recipe. They're supposed to be really tasty, and you can stick them together like Velcro® and make all kinds of weird edible sculpture. I'm going to construct a big hoop of them, light 'em on fire, and jump thru like on Ringling Bros.
posted by sloth @ 11:04 AM
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58 Comments:
I had every intention of being there already, but was busy "drifting from room to room" this morning, as JD would say. Very important business.
Hey Corny, what was I supposed to ask JD? Something about growing up in NYC, some kind of VR show, something-something. ..
slothy, I too have been doing the room drift. For two days straight.
Yeah, Krix - I'm thinking Olympic event. Training.
I want to drift too, but instead i am drifting on the ether superhighway this morn. cannot focus, as usual. but - onto more important topics. Sloth, I want some filled furry donuts - flavors like lemon curd, strawberry jam, kiwi, olive tapenade. I want to eat my way out of a donut cage sculpture. Americans will love it!
You are so right, FB, Americunts will love it. I am 100% Americunt. I am thinking red, white, & blue goo filling.
Now I am going to force myself to drift right out the door to the donut factory.... right.... NOW.
yes sloth. God bless Americunts.
noodle moment. oh my god. americunt is my new favorite word ever ever ever ever.
yes, red white and blue, but maybe not a cage of donuts anymore. too literal. instead, maybe a toilet of donuts or a Hummer made of dough?
a Hummer would be very appropriate FB! all signs point to yes.
Slothy, the thing was about the
New York Expeirence, a multi screen movie about the bustling city... It was huge and ran for years in NYC all the rage in the 70's. JD will know.
ps I could use a furry doenut. something soft, secure and tasty around my waist to keep me buoyant while i drift from room to room. Today was all about swimming against the current, I'll resume drifting later this week, theres never any doubt about that.
Hey Corny and Sloth, what's this about the New York Experience? It was multi-screened and fabulous.
JD my so called wife grew up in the city and never heard of the New York expeirence. I grew up in a extreamly sophisticated suburb but she thinks I might as well have grown up in Pigfuckerton Appalachia since i'm not from the upper east side. MEANHWILE she doesn't even know what the goddamned New York Expeirence is! She claims that it was only for tourists and that city kids wouldn't ever want to go because they LIVED the New York Expeirence everyday. Thanking you for setting the little lady straight. I may need you to sign something stating that it was fabulous
Corny, I saw the wondrous and entertaining N.Y.E. only once, but it was on a class trip (I went to a NYC public school!). So I guess it was considered "New Yorky" enough for us kids, though maybe the teachers were just desperate for any excuse to plop us in front of a movie screen. By the way, I've been to the top of the empire state and to the statue of liberty once each as well, all on class trips. I need some tourist friends to come visit me or something.
I dunno Jd, when we all eventually meet and I will be vindicated, please leave out the "but it was on a class trip" part.
JD, thank you for settling this, right here live in the LogBlog. You are an important resource here, and I would like to offer you a position as Goddess of All Knowledge. Clearly TNYE played an important role in your later development, and any NY kid who missed it probably didn't reach those crucial markers of New Yorkitude.
nobody is around, crumb. this is the problem with the late nights.
but today was kind of a jump-up-and-down day in the donut factory... finally.
I love towers and piles of donuts. I want one now too to jump through and then consume. Yes. I like the furry ones best, aren't they the coconut ones?
My favorite Jayson Rhodes moment is when he built his branchusi donut sculptures (stacked donuts)in the instalation at the Biennial in 95.
ummmm, branchusi.
Furry Donut, reciever of all dingelberries, I will wipe away your stains of affliction. you are my master.
mornin' critters, I am so sleepy, must gits some major stimulants going...
dingelberry jam-filled donut
i cannot wake up. sitting at beige bleary eyed one hour. not one speck of work has been done.
sloth, Yay to your excellent donut day yesterday. It is the thing that keeps the whole operation going....
yes FB, it is such a rollycoaster ride. Nice to be at the top of the track once in awhile. Being a donut maker is such a mixture of self-loathing and self-congratulation, it makes the mind reel.
Sloth, I wish I'd been at the computer late last night instead of watching terrible TV until 1 am. It made the getting up for work very painful and now I'm really crabby, despite the large strong coffee I'm sucking down. I have to be here for almost 3 weeks, and I know I'm not saying anything new here, but it's pure souldeath. I am resentful, and any request from my superiors involving actual work seems very unjust to me. There will be much blogging and websurfing during the next few weeks.
Oh JD, that is too unfair and intolerable! If you want I'll phone in a bomb scare to your building just to keep you from going completely numb. Let me know when it gets critical and I'll spring into action.
I can't seem to work in the beige world for more than 3 days a week nowadays, which is allowing me to luxuriate at just about poverty level.
by wednesday at beige i am hitting bottom. Hates, total hates.
FB, please elaborate on this "hitting bottom" phenom. Whose bottom, exactly? We must implement this policy here.
i sniff out the fleshiest, tastiest dimply bottoms for swats. no poopy bottoms. sweat pants bottoms.
stirrup pant bottoms
Sloth, phone in the bomb threat now!
My bottom is already getting bigger, just being here. I sit without moving for hours at a stretch, except when I get up to eat brownies or fried food or coffee, which temporarily assuages my feelings of horror and boredom.
I work at a fashion magazine, god help me.
JD, do you get any good swag at least? The latest platform hi-tops or earrings made from exotic fish scales or smething?
FB, the effect is best when the stirrup pants are thin & clingy, with pronounced ass-crack. Works best in white.
That's no problem PD, just crank up the Kenny Loggins...!
I do get some good stuff here, mostly product. My bathroom is filled with tiny bottles and tubes. The clothes, they don't give away. They do have a way of constantly putting out fatty sweets, though; it's creepy, because most of the women who work here are practically anorexic, but they DO eat the stuff. They talk about it while they're doing it, though, like, "Oh, I REALLY shouldn't be EATING this!!"
Shut the f*ck up and just eat it.
PD, I hear you: either it's lots of office/work time and plenty of money and souldeath, or lots of studio time and money anxiety, but happiness. I do 2 weeks on and 2 weeks off. It's great at the beginning of the studio 2 weeks, and psychologically crushing at the beginning of the work 2 weeks.
JD, that sounds delightfully bipolar.
i am going to look for a new soul crushing experience. i hear that I may be able to make many more dollars per hour. i am scared at the same time. what if I actually have to do work? have real deadlines? will i ever go to the studio again.
but the work time is such a total waste that I have to try and make money at least. I dunno.
More muns would be good FB! Or you could entertain offers and use them as leverage to get more clams from your current beige?
my dimply ass looks best in nude colored stretch pants, with runs in them. they go with everything!
mental mental mental - must resist the skittles siren song.
one more hour. i can do it, right?
I am using the Dentyne Dam, fb. the Fire dam.
i am tempted to have another coffee in place of the skittles. dehydration celebration.
go straight for the wineskin, fb.
SO dead at beige today: about 1/2 hour of work that I managed to stretch out to 45 minutes, that was it.
At 2:00 a bunch of us went to Keene's steakhouse and I had a BLT with lobster & a glass of wine. Now it's an hour and a half until quittin' time & I am going out of my skull with boredom.
Rosalind Russell made me do it.
I'm looking at my watch every 15 seconds. I'm jiggling my leg up and down. Must get out of here. Even while I'm doing work (which, like Sloth, is about 15% of the time) I'm bored out of my skull. My face is covered with office grease.
PD, you must make them pay you more money.
Sloth, I am jealous of your lobster sandwich and the wine.
everyone should be jealous of this sandwich, JD. It had giant chunks of lobster meat - half a claw here, half a tail there, and the best bacon I have had in ... maybe my life? It was great. $14.50 not bad.
Mmmmm! I want lobster.
off-topic: jd, which subway line do you take home?
I take the E or F. Porquoi?
OK!
there's a place in LIC where we could meet after work... on the E. I'll email ya the deets.
MMMMMM Lobster.
there are a few of them out there, PD, both the pre- and post-gentrified kind.
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