Almost There
March 7, 2010
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Week 39

Recently, a few colleagues of mine had a drink at Flora. (I apologize for the unnecessary links in that last sentence.) What was so revolutionary about that night was that the concept and execution of the square ice cube was put front and center into my life. My guru and mentor told me that the perfect ice cube I was enjoying was brought to us by Kold-Draft, a company that is able to produce, through advanced technologies, the perfect square, clear ice cube. Then the topic became (briefly. mostly between myself) whether the size of the cube was perfect or the way it was frozen.
Over the years, we have moved from standard ice cube trays to an automatic ice maker to novelty silicon trays shaped like hearts, teeth and molded to fit into water bottles. They were ok, but after you go square, you never go back. [Just ask my wife. (beat) **rimshot**] Then, I forgot about square ice cubes and went back to figuring out where I’m going to keep all my stuff now that we have 300 tiny, little girl outfits taking over our apartment.
Last Saturday, the sunbeam from heaven descended upon me at Whole Foods, when I came across this bad larry that our friends at Tovolo whipped up: “The Perfect Ice Cube Tray.” Their copywriter really nailed that emotional state of a consumer wanting the feel of a Kold Draft cube, but having the budgetary restrictions inherit to not being a restaurant or sleek bar.

There is absolutely no ambiguity in my mind: these are the best ice trays I’ve ever used. No weird chiropractic adjustments to pop them out and perfectly square frozen fun every time.
Since no one has ever drank coffee OR taken a photo every day of what they drank, I thought I would.
News of Victor’s new shows have trickled down to me. Ghosts and Vodka are one of the best. Will buy anything he puts out. Also: dammit.
I don’t know why I didn’t discover this earlier. Shaving cream reviews at badgerandblade.
Wikipedia: you still got it. “Some basic macrobiotic ingredients, except for the magazine which is not edible…Or is it?”
Steve Shelton, Confessor’s beloved drum machine, shows what it’s like behind the kit. I wish this series existed for every drummer I love. (I’m looking at YOU, Fragile-era Bill Bruford.)
Mourning another cracked pizza stone. Might be time for an upgrade. They had me with “…ultimate, cheap home pizza oven.”
I’ll see you, my new favorite 10 man a capella group, next Monday night.
I’m a big fan of the Pentel Twist-Erase. So are other people.
It’s that magical time of year…wherein Lou Monte’s classic Dominick the Donkey is broken out.
I don’t know who wrote one of my favorite lines in the history of words: …BUT NOT AS BRIGHTLY LIT, but it is incredibly useful, from discussing Photoshop files to driving conditions. ♥
Free downloads from Ex-Hypnolovewheel guys? A Hypnolovewheel 3 disc set in the future? Don’t mind if it DID. Well played, GeoD.
Holy shit. Michael Silverblatt’s Bookworm is without a doubt one of the greatest things I have discovered in the last few years. His love of books…infectious! His soft, soothing voice encourages me to be a more attentive reader.
Colleen on sheep.