Short Post and a Song #68: Someone out there thinks I'm a real comedian. ...Maybe. Probably not.

Someone recently found the blog by searching "comedian jillian on chopped." They were probably searching for information about a funny chick named Jillian who went on Chopped at some point, but I am going to pretend that the random searcher was looking for me and this post. 

Thank you, random searcher, for making me feel like a real comedian—even if it was just an accident.

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"Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk" by Rufus Wainwright

I'm officially querying with Moorhouse and am trying to put it out of my head by doing some editing on Renaissance Lab. I got mostly good feedback on it from agents who requested it but the only people who really seemed to love it were the assistants who read through to the end, and not the agents who read just the first fifty to one hundred pages. So I'm trying to see if I can't infuse the feel of the rest of the novel into the beginning, or perhaps hack off the beginning altogether.

This song is on my Renaissance Lab playlist and it felt like a reunion of sorts when I put it on and started reading through my old pages. 

Short Post and a Song #67: Profound green beans and rainforest cottage cheese.

Making dinner with Marcus Danuelson:

Penne ala Danka: What do you think about putting some maple honey mustard into the green beans almondine?

Me: I think the texture might be weird.

Flourless Danlate Cake: No, it'll be good, you'll see. (Pauses, then whispers,) This is Chopped. 

Me: Aarón Sánchez will be like, "Your use of the mustard with the green beans was very profound."

Chicken Dansala: Someday Aarón Sánchez is gonna be like, "The rhythm of your cream cheese was rainforest."

Me: I would love it if he eventually got so vague that he just started using random words that made no sense whatsoever.

Eggplant Danigiana: I was thinking the same thing.

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"On the Bus Mall" by the Decemberists

This song always makes me sigh in a happy sort of way. It's another soundtrack song for me; it should be in the background of a group of friends driving in a convertible through beautiful scenery. 

Short Post and a Song #66: One might say he was wearing a plethora of fabrics.

Dude I overheard on the subway: "Have you noticed how many different kinds of fabric I've included in my outfit today?"

I spent the rest of the ride trying to see what he was wearing. All I could spy from my vantage point was a denim jacket and leather pants.

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"Repeat Stuff" by Bo Burnham

Bo Burnham is a comedian who sings and plays the piano, much like my love Tim Minchin. Except Bo is a twenty-three year old baby man who has no right to be as ridiculously talented as he is. I highly recommend checking out his entire comedy special, what.   

Short Post and a Song #65: Pubic Garden Beach

This photo is from a trip I took to Sorrento, Italy while studying abroad in London:

Why, yes, I am in fact a twelve-year-old boy on the inside.

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"Pumped Up Kicks" by Foster the People

Every time I hear this song, I always hear the lyrics as "You better run, better run, faster than my bucket." I refuse to learn the real lyrics because I don't want to say goodbye to this image in my head:

Bucket of DOOM!

Short Post and a Song #64: Pointless Pancakes

At home when Dant Jemina and I make pancakes, we always make chocolate chip pancakes. Now when I go out for breakfast and see plain pancakes on a menu, I'm like, "Pancakes without chocolate? WHAT IS THE POINT OF YOU?"

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"Such Great Heights" by Iron and Wine

I love the Postal Service original but this slower, sweeter version will always be my favorite.