You’ve probably already seen the Gurus vs. Bloggers matchup over at Design By Fire; I quite enjoyed it, and not just because it’s funny. I found it to be gratifying because I took a close look at the designs, and I think there’s very little doubt about it. meyerweb’s design just screams “guru,” don’t you think? (David Robarts does.) I’m kind of hoping that I get into a future round of the matchup, so I can by completely demolished by the likes of Dave Shea or Doug Bowman.
Of course, I can always counter with cute pictures of Carolyn. She’s suffering through another cold, but that doesn’t seem to prevent her from being just too adorable for words. Now, I know it isn’t the right finger, but I still can’t help thinking, “One billion dollars!”
For some reason, Kat and I like the show $40 A Day, where host Rachael Ray visits a different city each week and goes through a full day without spending more than $40 on all her meals. One of this past weekend’s episodes had her visiting Cleveland, calling it “one of the most underrated cities in America.” Kat and I found it fascinating to watch, getting an outsider’s perspective on the city. We don’t have the time or space for me to enumerate everything great about this city. Nonetheless, it was still interesting to hear words of praise from a visitor, even one hosting a show that does what are basically puff pieces about the visited cities.
It didn’t hurt that two of the three restaurants she visited were the always-excellent Tommy’s (where the waiter shown on-camera is one of those guys who’s been there forever) and Trattoria Roman Gardens down in Little Italy, not to mention spent some time at the West Side Market. I thought the show could have done with a few less “___ ROCKS!” jokes—okay, we get it, the only song the rest of the country associates with us is “Cleveland Rocks.” Thank you. It’s time to move on.
Of course, I suppose I might be tired of the whole “rocks” thing because it’s a lot like having people always tell you the sky is blue. After a while, it gets to be a little bit wearying to keep being repetitively told something you already know.