Monday Review of Stuff
Unlike certain other Monday Reviews we could mention, this one respects the traditional meaning of Monday, lingering grumpiness included.
- Mr. Coffee 12-cup drip coffeemaker: I can’t find the exact model number, unfortunately, because I very much need to express my dismay with the office machine in a way that Google will hear and understand. It is:
- Drippy, in both its poorly-spouted carafe design and lack of an effective pause feature for snagging a cup of coffee midway through the brew cycle. Which is like 45 minutes long.
- Not a significant improvement on other drip coffeemakers in any regard, and in particular does not provide features which might compensate for its slowness and drippiness.
- Robert Reed: Marrow: Classic exploration-driven scifi, with a compelling universe and a well-paced twisty plot. Good light reading is astonishingly hard to find, so hoorah!
- Mac’n’cheese with truffle oil: I was astonished that such an absurd frou-frou item would remain true to the spirit of childhood. But it does!
- The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (movie version): Exactly as bad as I expected, which was thankfully not Highlander II bad or even Spice World bad, just simultaneously bland and over-busy as a result of trying to fit too much in. The little boxes on a list of well-loved funny bits from the book and radio series were dutifully ticked off, one by one, and a little puff of grim studio-executive-marketroid satisfaction left the screen each time. You could hear it, because there was no one laughing; I chuckled, weakly, perhaps thrice throughout the film. A love story was duly shoehorned in to the detriment of the overall narrative, and I’m ashamed that I didn’t dourly speculate on this beforehand. At least the puppets were good.
Updated to review:
- The Persianesque rugs that have suddenly appeared in my office: By themselves they might be nice, but thrown on top of mottled gray textureless cubicle-carpet they only highlight how depressingly cold and bland everything else around me is. Like eating cold porridge when someone comes along and drops in a spoonful of delicious goat cheese.