Because New Yorkers conspire to taunt me with their wonderful restaurants, here are an assortment of menus to peruse. The Comfort Diner, for example, offers “Herb Crusted Salmon ( Low Crab ).” I think it is terribly considerate of them to offer menu items with a minimum of crab.

In case you need to explain to someone exactly where they are a pain in your ass, a helpful set of diagrams.

Flick a switch, and your windows become mirrors.

This BBC story of a once-vegetarian resuming eating meat had some familiar echoes.

While examining options for renewing a domain, I discovered that one of my existing registrars has a “Name your phone” option. So if anybody needs to get an SMS message to me without knowing my phone number, just point your browser here.

Every so often, I have occasion to see parking lots near Meydenbauer Center, and when they’re especially full, I wonder what’s going on. Today’s event makes me want to register and attend, if only because who doesn’t love convenience stores?

The book awards have been announced at ALA’s Midwinter Meeting. The big ceremonies aren’t until the main conference in June or so, but we can start complaining now. I read American Born Chinese, the winner of this year’s Printz award, and it wasn’t even notable enough for me to put it in my monthly reading roundup. Yeah, it’s ok, but it really didn’t strike me as the best of the year. Feh.

Of course you’re reading Jane Espenson’s blog on a regular basis, but let me underscore one of my favorite bits in yesterday’s entry: “And I love the fact that [Rome] pretty much assumes their audience is familiar with Shakespeare. Amazing. After all, there are shows that don’t even assume we’re familiar with the contents of the previous scene.”