Steven Soderbergh's The Informant!

I went to an early screening of The Informant! tonight thanks to The A.V. Club. The audience of The Onion readers seemed to have the same sense of humor as me. That's rare. I wasn't the only one laughing (as often happens movie theatres).

It was really funny and good. The exclamation is part of the title and not by overzealous excitement. Lots of funny people: Patton Oswalt, Tony Hale (Buster from Arrested Development), various comedians from VH1's The Best Week Ever...

Watch the trailer at The Informant!

No spoilers here. Go see it.

Tollhouse Chocolate Chip Cookies


I made tollhouse cookies last night. Yum. One minor problem: ran out of chocolate chips. The first dozen were chocolate-chipless cookies. The chip-less really quite good, though. I liked them BETTER than the chocolate chip. My personal red furred cookie monster preferred chocolate chip, of course.

I used the Nestle Tollhouse cookie recipe with organic butter and free range eggs. I think the butter and eggs make the difference. Just take out the chocolate chips for chip-less version.

Anyone want to clean up the post cookie aftermath? I'll give you a cookie.

Surprisingly Awesome Eye Makeup Remover

I've been trying out Physicians Formula: Organic wear® 100% Natural Origin Eye Makeup Remover Pads this week. Verdict: Awesome.

Not only are they great at removing liquid eyeliner and gunky mascara, they're made of natural ingredients. I've always been secretly scared of whatever is in regular eye makeup remover. It's usually questionably blue and usually oily -- even the oil free formulas. I once (okay, maybe twice) tried to go the more natural route with olive oil with disastrous results. I can attest that olive oil does work. It just leaves my naturally oily skin ultra greasy.

Hooray for Physicians Formula Organic Wear make up remover. Thanks to August issue of Lucky magazine for this fabulous find. Available at Target.

Whoa Eastside Showroom

We went on a mini Eastside pubcrawl Sunday night and came across the magical Eastside Showroom. After stepping across the  threshold, we entered a different era. After many exclamations of  "Where are we?!" I decided we weren't in Narnia, but instead had  emerged the 1920s. From the ceiling hung light sculptures, from the walls, painting and drawings galore.

A flapperesque waitress with an old-timey accent took our drink orders. The boys took their pick of obscure beers while I decided on a  Pink Lady which looked quite similar to the drink above, just replace the slice of lime with some bruised cucumber. I tried to persuade at least one of the boys to get a Brother Thelonius on tap. Sadly they had just run out.

During our stay we saw a man wearing denim overalls strap an accordion to his back and delighted in our table, covered in pennies suspended in epoxy.

These pictures don't really show the all the magic that was The Eastside Showroom at night. Candlelight only intensified all that was surreal. I'll have to bring my sister to fully capture its splendor closer to the witching hour.

Upon further research I've discovered that the light sculptures, furniture, and art are prototypes for sale. Awesome. I can't wait to go back for dinner.