I may never got comfortable with blogging, because I feel the urge to apologize for anything excessively self-centered. So without any sort of self-consciously ironic introduction, I present you a list of 10 things I didn’t know I liked one year ago. I wrote the list itself in December, in the spirit of easonal/consumer guide retrospectives.
- The National’s Boxer. Check out Apartment Story or Green Gloves.
- The Wire. I finally gave in to all the hype. It’s less about gun battles than battles against Sartre’s mauvaise foi. The final season is currently ongoing.
- Tryst. One of the few places in DC that lets you forget you’re no longer on the West Coast.
- Barack Obama. Good policy. Good politics.
- Nike Elite Running Socks. I haven’t had even the beginnings of a blister with these.
- Polo Shirts. Like a mullet: business in front, party in the back. I bought my first two last year, but one was stolen by a drunk Russian.
- Virgin America. You’ve heard about the mood lighting. But that’s not what makes it so great. They just make it easy on you, from booking to ordering food.
- D.C. Despite number 3, life here isn’t the campaigning politicians’ favorite strawman.
- Charles Cimicky 2005 Grenache/Shiraz Trumps (Barossa Valley). The half bottle I had bookended between a couple of liters of beer, wine, and a combination of the two, stands out as one of the most drinkable wines in recent memory. Watch this space for tasting notes once I open the one in my closet.
- Blogging? Perdix and I are still trying to figure out a format for this thing. The most popular posts so far are Arnold and Inkblot. Is that the type of fare you are interested in?
January 19, 2008 at 8:52 pm
Regarding your #6: I hope the polo shirt was stolen by a drunk Russian female. And that it was stolen off your body.
Regarding your #9: I think the best part of that evening was when we took turns throwing up into that trash can next to the restaurant.
Also regarding your #9: the Cimicky is a wine that anyone and everyone will love… even… you know… California hippies, Southern belles, German ice-queens, and fiery Iberian flamenco dancers.