Little bites

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• This morning I'm bursting with schadenfreude. If you're reasonably plugged in, you probably already know this, but the NYPD (having learned nothing from Big Oil, Wall Street, and others) tried to launch a social media campaign yesterday. It didn't turn out as planned. If I were to tweet a photo identified with "#MyCPD", it would be of a mass of officers cycling the wrong way on the one-way street alongside our apartment.
• One of the things we picked up at Mariano's the other day were sweet yellow tomatoes. I tried eating them and though I didn't have as strong a gagging reaction as I do with ordinary non-hothouse tomatoes, it was still there. We also bought an heirloom variety that's nearly white, so I'll try again with that, but I'm not holding out hope.
• Yesterday at the staff do, I mistook tapenade for "hippie nutella". My coworker asked if that was "made with real hippies". I replied that it would be made with the dirt washed off of them, and then point out that for that reason it could only be made in the spring when it was time for their annual scrub. We started talking about the finer point of various vintages and how easy it was to identify terroir from such things as the dominance of patchouli notes.
• I'm caught up with Mad Men again. I've been trying to watch the episodes on a week's delay because Comcast has an annoying glitch that causes small skips in feed for the first several days, but I really wanted to see what was happening with Joan's story arc. monshu wants to dive into Game of Throne, which would probably prompt me to bump up our service to two-at-a-time so I could still catch the occasional poignant tale of childhood and loss.