The Blork Blog

In the past twelve months, I have broken eleven wine glasses, three of them in the past month alone. The most recent was last night when the stem snapped while I was washing it, slashing a nice crimson arc in both my left thumb and left index finger. The wounds were not deep but […]

Yessiree, the smoky one was born December 27, 1901, so in fact it’s 100 years and a day. If you haven’t seen The Blue Angel, run out and rent it tonight.
Gaudeamus igitur
iuvenes dum sumus.
Post iucundum iuventutes
Post molestam senectutem
Nos habebit humus.
Prost!

 <rant> Invoking the Driving While Black phenomenon in a discussion of racial profiling is as knee-jerk as invoking tokenism in a discussion of Affirmative Action. The Driving While Black phenomenon is not a function of racial profiling, it is bald-faced racism, plain and simple.
The idea of racial profiling gives me the creeps. I prefer the […]

Yup. It was one year ago today that the blork blog was born. Woo hoo!

I’ll be away from my blog for a couple of days as I do the Christmas thing. Merry Christmas everybody!

Via Flights of Fancy comes a retarded tool from the Butterball Turkey people to create your own special holiday menu. You plug in a bunch of animal and vegetable names, liquids, colors, etc., and out comes a make-believe menu for a make-believe fancy restaurant.
Here’s the menu that came out of my delicious inputs:
Appetizer: tepid […]

Via Bill comes this fabulous Vintage Port website, where you can do things like check the quality and charactersitics of any given vintage year.
I checked the year I was born, and it appears to have been a lovely one. I can’t help but project myself into the vintage description by changing references to […]