warm = no slippers

this morning's the first where the house is finally warm. the feeling's somewhere between a suffocating blanket and the comfort of comfort food, but most certainly it is of that transporting ilk. that kind that scoops you up and hurries you, whizzing from this time to a time in the past, a time sometime, the time this time reminds you of. usually i characterize this feeling as the years being stacked upon each other like pancakes, and times such as now cut straight down through the stack. the warmth this morning hurls me back to exactly one year ago when i moved in this house. not a very far fall; the top pancake to the one just below it. but there are times where holes bore through layers and layers, quick but soggy: xmas, back-to-school-time in late august/early september, hallooween, &tc. say you're starting college, and when you're whisked through that hole back to starting kindergarten, for example, you're almost less of yourself at the present time. you're not exactly the direct summation of all first days of school either, you're a bit of all of them at once as far as actively being them goes. not the summation or the result. more like the living/breathing, scared/excited kindergarten you existing somewhere inside your chest. i'm craving syrup now.

it's getting warmer, and it's all about newness. cold asian summer salads and cooking more. homemade potato chips. check out my new favorite food blogs:

→ the "m" button
[punk dude living with his girlfriend in brooklyn writes up some of his favorites, veg and non-veg, but what really makes this blog are his vignettes from his life past and present. of the tofu scramble he notes, "Since this is an old recipe, you need to get into the proper lifestyle. May I suggest renting a huge 2-bedroom in a southern city and developing a taste for homegrown marijuana, prescription drugs, Bud longnecks, bad 'relationships,' and not sleeping?"].

→ 28 cooks
[vegetarian blog, gorgeous food photos and many asian-y-leaning recipes. do check out the microtato chips. i think her roasted cauliflower is next up for me.]

lastly, new jam song:

the medics
this song is like an updated [mostly?] young! shoegaze-y band laying off the drugs and trying to hit the big-time [but who knows if they're laying off the drugs] with guitar solos, easy-easy vocals [and sound like they're british]. the big sound of swervedriver, just way now, way younger, almost more pointed, with guitar solos. does music want a band like this? maybe? maybe not? this is the exact sound i love.

------------------------->bloody up your dress

and more songs of course on their myspace