It's been a busy week: my mom was in town and I almost destroyed my boss' website. I'm pretty sure these are unrelated incidents, and she and I had fun regardless - we explored the Natural History Museum and took the Metro-North to have a look around Bronxville/Sarah Lawrence, which is, I discovered, entirely made of gingerbread. We had an amazing dinner at Community Restaurant, eating sourdough bread with spring garlic confit at communal tables next to three opinionated and voluble gay Columbia students who may or may not have been talking about wanting to fellate Barack Obama. I got her to try Pinkberry and she got me to watch "The Mummy." We visited Times Square, ate lunch in Bryant Park and, once closer to home, ate the very best cupcakes on the Upper West Side.
Trouble is, now she's gone, and work has become a more highly evolved form of babysitting and there are some days when it's really hard not to answer the phone with, "Dunder-Mifflin, this is Pam." If you, too, have constant unsupervised internet access at work and are missing your family who live across the country, here are some of the things that have been making my days a little sunnier:
George Orwell has a blog now.
Surrealist paintings and surrealistic painted Polaroids.
Penny Arcade's contribution to the ongoing iAppliance craze.
And Chris Onstad in the New Yorker Online yet again.
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