Monday, June 29, 2009

Food, Inc.

This documentary exposes the seedy underbelly of America’s food industry and digs deep into industry corporations (with the approval of agencies like the FDA and USDA) which control an enormous amount of our nation’s food supply and favor profits over health. Filmmaker Robert Kenner puts it this way, “We have bigger-breasted chickens, the perfect pork chop, herbicide-resistant soybean seeds, even tomatoes that won't go bad, but we also have new strains of E. coli—the harmful bacteria that causes illness for an estimated 73,000 Americans annually. We are riddled with widespread obesity, particularly among children, and an epidemic level of diabetes among adults.” You might wanna reconsider that cheeseburger after watching this…

Texts From Last Night

Much like the phenomenon website FML, is yet another reason to escape your otherwise bland workday. Visitors are encouraged to add the incredibly stupid and mostly drunk comments and happenings from the night before. So many posts from Austin, ahhhh those were the days. See excerpts below…

(713): Tell Heather sorry for burning her hair. Also for anything else that I may have done that warrants and apology. Anything after about 10pm is kind of hazy.

(631): You went to the wrong car, tried to open the locked door, and started crying because you thought we were playing a mean trick. Then the owner came...

(325): I bet farrah fawcett is having words with michael jackson in heaven for stealing her thunder

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

"This One's Gonna Be a Scorcher"

Oh how posts dwindle during the sticky and humid Houston summer. Well, after a long standing hiatus, here I am to remind Houstonians of old ways to cool off and new things to indulge in. Topping the old list is snow ice from Bellaire's best (a.k.a Chinatown) which remains my sisters' go-to treat and nicely satisfies my sweet tooth. Other old standby's include fried ice cream (Cafe Japon) or fried banana spring rolls at P.F. Changs. (Option C: chasing down the hard to find ice cream truck on Hillcroft for Lucas pops.)

New summer faves include “nightclub cardio” classes at Pravada where ladies can strut their sexy stuff while also getting a full body workout inspired by contemporary tunage and an atmosphere that clearly surpasses that of your local gym. And what better way to cool off in style than to lay out by the decadently accessorized pool (read: models) at the Four Seasons? My personal favorite trick to beating Houston heat? Get out of town.