Dumpling Central

LAST NIGHT I got the Wifey to finally concede that we had not had Hop Feng in a longish time, although technically, if we had a once-a-month rule, we would only just qualify for a new installment. This isn't it; this is a pic from, lessee, I wanna say last summer, but some point in the decent-recent past, anyways. I have no idea what the beer here is. I could look it up on the blog-roll, probably, but it's not like it makes a difference. Last night it was Sierra Nevada Pale Ale, which was lovely and sharp and accentuated the peanut-oil glissando of the lo mein and the sweet-tartness of the dumpling-dipping sauce pendulously. Tremendously.

Last night's film was District 9, which was . . . meh. It tried to traffic in concepts of prejudice and racism and bureaucracy, but it was all really pretty dumb. The parts it did well, the story of refugee aliens trapped on our planet and the failed attempts of the humans to understand them and help them adapt to our planet and our societies, kinda got buried under a rather ham-handed attempt at social commentary. You just don't undestand us skaters, man! We ain't gonna get put down by The Man, man!

But I could recommend it. Good enough sci fi, I think, as such things go.

I don't recommend FOX NEWS! Recently the NC oard of Education floated a plan to change the way history is taught in our schools, by sort of shmearing it aross the grades from fifth to eleventh instead of trying to pack it all in to the eleventh grade course. And, of course, FOX NEWS! reported that the state was going to stop teaching our kids about Abraham Lincoln the Boston Teabaggers and the heroes of the Civil War. Asshats.

So I was going to blog about that, but now I'm not. @#$% the @#$%ing @#$%ers.

Peace, y'all.