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Seattlest has a talk with the photographer from last week's "Segway Mom" and then experiences some dissension in the ranks over the question of wine vs. beer. It's not West Side Story, but about as close as they'll get. They're also still waiting on some inbox relief after a spammer is arrested.

Last night, yin and yang kept coming to mind as we watched Rodrigo y Gabriela. From the first song, their opposite, yet interdependent styles of playing guitar became apparent. Her: Manic, creative energy that threatened to incinerate her guitar. Him: Intense, with a laser focus and skilled attention to detail that kept the performance grounded. Above all, both are consummate musicians who have retained their love for their art. Their excitement was contagious, but when they played it was as if they needed no audience. Rocking the shit out of their guitars is what they live for.

I live alone, so I end up with leftovers all the time. And in order to preserve leftovers (because I usually can't eat them all right away), I've been known to freeze them. For exorbitantly long periods of time. (I definitely just made margaritas with some frozen mango chunks I bought a year ago.) Sometimes, they live in the freezer for a while because I forget about them: more often, I'm saving them for when I'll really want or need them. Last night, I wasn't feeling fat enough, so I figured I'd take care of the problem in a hurry and eat my last surviving piece of raspberry mousse cake. It had been living in a tupperware container in the door to my freezer for a while: I stared at it every time I went questing for ice cubes, waiting for the day that I'd finally give in and yummy, yummy, mousse cake.

(For more details, and the Big Hollywood Speech finish, you can visit the original post over on Philly Future.)

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