Mindy Kaling

All right, this is really just an appreciation post. You know her already (probably initially from The Office). Everyone loves her. This isn’t a new and undiscovered territory here, guys. Let’s be real. 

This woman is fantastic. That’s really only based on what little I know of her, too. I thought her new show The Mindy Project started off sort of a bit slow, but all right - but each episode has been better than the previous one and I absolutely love it (for the most part) now. Why is it so great? I want to say it’s because Ike Barinholtz is so untouchable and funny - but maybe I just say that and give him the credit for making me love the show so much since I’m so silently and deeply jealous/envious of Mindy Kaling’s career/life/fucking-AURA that I can’t fully give HER the credit? …Not sure. It’s complicated. 

That photo up there is her as a child and it’s the back cover of her book. I’m currently reading it, so I’m sure I’ll have more to say on that in the future. But anyway, my point was - that photo. Not only is it the most adorable photo of a human being on this planet, but to have it on the back cover of your first book? Fuck you, you’re fantastic. And so lovely. She used to have this great blog (Why’d it end at all? Not sure, but it’s upsetting that she doesn’t still do it) that just consisted of stuff she bought and her thoughts on each item, which is obviously something that I would of course be into, and was. Also, she’s likable as hell on Twitter. 

Granted, I do not know her. She could be awful in real life, who knows. And I do think it’s dumb when people have strong opinions on celebrities or famous people in general since we do not know these people and shouldn’t have opinions on anyone whom we don’t know. But when it’s someone who’s such a great writer and has a goddam face like that one (LOOK AT THOSE GLASSES!), I make exceptions. Anyway, sorry this is longer than normal. Conclusion? What a woman. 

Mom Says

“He pass you like an exam!”

- This happened when a man I wanted to talk to walked right past me to talk to someone else

Great Steak in Ontario - Canyon Creek

You think you’re better than chain restaurants? I bet you do. I got news for you, brother. Y’AINT.

My favourite steak to eat (that isn’t maddeningly expensive) is the Chipotle Sirloin at Canyon Creek. This dude is $24 damn dollars. And it is beautiful. There’s this goat cheese butter melted on top of it and the meat appears as though it went swimming in a spicy little sauce (that you shouldn’t ask for extra of ‘cause it’ll ruin it, I’ve lived and learned) for hours. Every time I go back to Canada for a visit, I eat this at least once. It’s heavenly. (Also, one last note: the Caesar salad is crazy. Like, outrageously good.)

The restaurant in general is great, but this piece of meat is wonderful. Unfortunately I do not possess the vocabulary necessary to accurately explain how scrumptious this dish is. So maybe go and see for yourself? Really, go. Tell me I’m wrong! (Sidenote: if you tell me I’m wrong, be prepared for a lengthy discussion on why you’re not intelligent.) 

MEAT! 

“Do the right thing and buy an air conditioner, you piece of shit.”

— My friend, Jenn, expressing her thoughts on the crazy sexy ice cube/sex scene in the movie Do The Right Thing

Sling - Victoria's Secret

Full Disclosure: if you’re a man, you probably won’t get anything out of reading this post. It may contain some things you just don’t want/need to hear about, and you know what? That’s fine. What can I offer you instead? Perhaps this little link will do. 

Okay, now onto real business. Let it be known that I have breasts. Pretty great ones, too. However, whenever I’m shopping for underwear/lingerie/what-have-you, I am always wanting to make them appear even greater. 

I came across this garment called a sling at Victoria’s Secret sometime in 2011 and I use it about three times a week at least. When do I use it, you ask? When I’m in a mood to specifically feel more amazing. They’re made of nylon and spandex, I believe, and have a little bit of boning in the front. You wear it overtop your bra for added push-up magic, essentially. I know that sounds like it would feel bulky, having two things on overtop one another, but it really doesn’t feel that way at all. To be honest, I’m not sure how well it works on smaller breasts, but I implore you to try one on and find out. It makes large breasts look ludicrous. And I mean that in the most positive sense. They cost approximately $40 or so at Victoria’s Secret - I imagine that they sell them at most bra places, but it’s easiest to just find them there.

This post was half put up to tell women about slings and half an excuse to post an Adriana Lima photo. That woman? Goddam. 

Catching Hell - ESPN Documentary

I saw this documentary for the first time about a year ago, and since then I’ve probably seen it maybe three or four more times. I can’t really pinpoint what’s so interesting about it, to be honest, but for some reason I feel the urge to watch it again when I forget about it after a little while. Anyway, before I go on, here’s a summary of it taken from when it was at the Tribeca Film Festival:

When Chicagoan Steve Bartman fatefully deflected a foul ball in Game 6 of the 2003 NLCS, the city’s long-suffering Cubs fans found someone new to blame for their cursed century without a World Series title. Director Alex Gibney explores the psychology of die-hard sports fans, the frightening phenomenon of scapegoating, and the hysteria that turned mild-mannered Bartman into the most hated man in Chicago. 

If you’re not into sports, I think it’s still possible for you to get something outta seeing this. I’m really not that into sports, but I do have a soft spot for baseball, so maybe that has something to do with why I think this is so worth seeing. Also, if I ever meet this man, I will want to continuously hug him for five straight minutes. Let the record show.  

You can see all the parts on YouTube here. 

Monday Nights at the Rivoli

All right, this’ll be a bit of an obvious post if you know me in real life. I’ve been going to see stand up on Mondays at the Rivoli in Toronto since I was 19 years old. That’s a long time, so that’s gotta mean SOMEthing. It’s a great room and I deeply suggest you go some time if you’re in the city. You can see the weekly lineup here. I’m keeping this short ‘cause you really just have to go to see how much fun it can be. I could go on to list amazing people who perform there often, but that would be excessive and the list would be too long and you’d be all, “Ugh, this list is too long. I’m not gonna click on any of these since there’s so many. I’m too busy. SO BUSY.” So I’ll just link this one lovely lady who can always make me laugh. Oh! And this beautiful specimen too, since he’s hosting tonight. 

“I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.”

— Margaret Atwood, "Variations on the Word Sleep"

“No matter how much you want extra cream cheese on that bagel, do not order extra. You will feel quite ill afterward.”

— #lizadvice

Laundry Punching Bag

This just seems like a great idea. Not sure why you can’t do it with your regular, old current laundry bag… but still a neat idea. (Note: I just tried punching my laundry bag a minute ago and it seemed to do no damage to the bag and my noted aggression was put at ease.) Why do I have boxing gloves in my bedroom? Well, you mind your business.

If you want to get real fancy and buy one, see here. I took note of this item from this beauty of a site.