The cake below is from a recipe I found on my favorite cooking blog, Smitten Kitchen. It's a chocolate stout (as in beer) cake with a simple coffee ganache icing and white chocolate clumsily piped on top to add a bit of flair. This is (well, was) a good cake. All I need now is to get some fun attachments for it.
There are already some more cool contests up at instructables. The big one, which I have no hope of winning, is sponsored by Craftsman tools - the challenge? Build something interesting using tools. The top prize? A $20,000 Sears gift card. Holy crap. So, if anyone reading this is handy with tools of any sort, it might be worth entering this contest.
So, the other day I was reading some news, and (as usual) there were more infuriating reports about America's Most Expensive Failure Ever. Then I realized something.
"Do you know what this means?!" I shouted at Harry, who had been reading over my shoulder. "We're stuck in the financial equivalent of a zombie movie!"
Harry, being a cat, was uninterested in my not-feeding-him-related activity.
Think about it, though - the hubris of a group of shadowy elites causes a problem which starts small but quickly grows out of control, rapidly and unstoppably spreading across the entire world. Powerless to do anything, the average citizen can only stand by in horror as the lurching undead monster that the financial industry has become moves in, threatening to drive them from their home and feast on their precious vital fluids. In a last desperate attempt, the government marshals its forces and loads seven hundred billion pellets into the Treasury Department Bailout Blunderbuss, only to have the mighty volley absorbed into the body of the beast without even slowing it down.
You need to aim for the head, Congress.
If that's not the perfect plot for a zombie flick, I don't know what is.
I decided to pass on my sentiments about all this to Wall Street, in a manner I thought they'd understand.
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