May 13, 2008
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formulaic w/favorite comment
here is something a good friend of mine passed on to me. it is pleasing in any setting. in fact i used both formulas to great advantage in conversation yesterday.
restaurant review: the n was x but lacked y. where n = a menu item, x = a non-committal yet positive adjective, and y = a hyperbolic adjective not generally used to describe food. i.e., “the fettuccini was flavorful but lacked gravitas”
or, for the more advanced reviewer:
what the a lacked in x, the b made up for in y. where a = a menu item, x = a characteristic often used in conjunction with fast cars, b = a menu item, and y = an adjective generally used by victorian novelists to describe a young woman. i.e., “what the soup lacked in punch, the crème brûlée made up for in delicacy.”music review: n. that’s what the new x album calls to mind. where n = evocative nonsense and x = a band name. i.e., “unrolling carpet padding. that’s what the new nin album calls to mind.”
ok, give it a try:
my favorite comment is from AJames09: “you should sing miley’s song see you again some time. it would be entertaining.”
Comments (48)
I think my head may just have exploded.
Here we go:
“The album ‘XY’ by the band ‘a’ has the qualities of band ‘b’s album, just with ‘c’s style.”
Did I do that right? I’m not wearing my glasses, plus I just woke up… so coherency is yet coming to me…
The smoking gun barbeque was delicious but lacked anything bad.
i don’t do math, but this is kinda brilliant.
the steak last night was delectable, but lacked those 2 extra ounces.
The newest David Crowder blog post delivered the usual fix of perky wit but lacked any tangible irony. Except, perhaps, its musical selection.
The coniglio cacciatori was tasty, but lacked meretriciousness.
What the bulia base lacked in handling, the cuchifritos made up for in appalling cruelty.
Plummeting air conditioners. That’s what the new Joni Mitchell album calls to mind.
Much fun
–Em
looking at the sun while trying to sneeze: that is what the new death cab album is like.
concerning the nin album, it’s like they say: you get what you pay for.
finding a $20 bill on the sidewalk: that is what the remedy club tour dvd will be like.
thomas
Me like meat.
Where the soup lacked in tire rotation, the salad more than made up for in buxom.
Lip-syncing long-haired pink flamingos. That’s what the new Miley Cyrus Karaoke album calls to mind.
What the school’s lunch meat lacked in horsepower, the accompanying dessert made up for in perfection of toilette.
This smacks heavily of high school algebra, and I’m not sure which we’re supposed to be trying, but here goes:
“What the steak lacked in power, the mashed potatoes made up for in softness.”
Uh, yeah I pretty much stink. That’s why you’re the musical genius, haha.
what I desired from s, basically imploded simply because of the altitude of j.
What the greens and bean lacked in sleekness, the buffalo wings made up for in autonomy.
…I’m putting off a paper..
Bad Hair in the 80′s. That is what the new Brittany Spears album calls to mind.
Kool-aid. that’s what the new David Crowder Band album calls to mind.
It not only satisfies one’s musical palette, but it leaves it’s vibrant color paints it’s listener in stunning hues.
(yeah, I messed up your formula. sorry)
what the pad thai lacked in heat, the pho made up for in nubility.
that doesn’t make sense at all, but i just wanted to use the word “nubile” because it’s always creeped me out. thank goodness nobody uses it anymore.
PS. oh no please don’t be listening to miley cyrus…say it ain’t so
if you guys had this conversation 50+ years ago, you could have pioneered the mad libs movement (if it could be described as a movement). standardizing restaurant/music reviews isn’t a bad consolation prize, though.
you lost me at “the n was x but lacked y”
Nevermind the formulas… dude, you’re listening to Miley Cyrus.
uncontrolable fits of joy while bursting into flame on a pink unicycle because of its pure awesomness. thats what the new david crowder* band album brings to mind
I’m jealous of your Macs in the Xanga TV highlights..
i’m with coqui. your “Currently Listening” selection is distracting me from the rest of this post.
I really hope you’re not actually listening [or dare I say, singing along?] to Miley Cyrus.
High heel pumps in children’s size 3. That’s what the new Hannah Montana album calls to mind.
“Life is Good, I think I won’t press the red button of utter mass destruction” thats what the “new” All I Can Say album brings to mind.
Oh thank you so much for the tips. But I’ve never been good at math…especially when letters got involved. I might mix up everything…”the fettucine was gravitas but lacked flavorful” just doesn’t sound too smart.
Hmm…but it could make me sound super hip and underground: “Nine Inch Nails. That’s what the new Unrolling Carpet Padding album calls to mind.”
dude miley cyrus? seriously?
GIVE ME A GLAZED DONUT AND A BOTTLE OF ANYTHING,,,, TO GO !!!!!
I superly liked the new nin cd, it was full of thrashy unexpected disturbances.
@endoftheroadj - it’s not miley cyrus… it’s karaoke. so you don’t have to actually hear her voice, so. it’s not actually her.
turkey dinner
hot and piping
with mashed potatoes intertwined.
thats what the new brave saint album brought to mind.
d:- D
aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ok
the soup was thick, but lacked vividness.
what the soup lacked in tire-strength, the salad made up for in coquettishness.
coquettish salad. thats what the new remedy limited edition calls to mind.
The jell-o was jiggy, but somehow lacked jiggle.
What Chris Tomlin lacked in stature, David Crowder made up for in vertical complacency.
Treasure. That’s what Christ evokes.
What endoftheroadj’s comment lacked in a’s was overly compensated by the number of h’s
It took me a while but I got it.I think I would have gotten it sooner if I knew what gravitas was….
…and i like hannah montana too by the way
Nine Inch Nails reminds you of unrolling carpet padding?
I believe that “Buxom” is still the best “adjective generally used by victorian novelists to describe a young woman.” In my humble opinion, anyhow.
@dannyk622 - Awesome! Such a great review of a blog post!
Allow me to try this…
A child’s Lite-Brite exploded, laying its neon pieces intricately across the structured and mathematical lines of piano keys. That’s what the newest release of Remedy from DCB calls to mind.
you should sing miley’s song see you again some time. it would be entertaining.
What the pulled pork lacked in pizzaz, it made up for in plentiful portions.
Wearing really tight pants. That’s what the new Panic! at the Disco album brings to mind.
The cheesecake was ambrosial, but lacked individuality.
First Try
“The Brooklyn-style pizza was tasteful, but lacked triumphalism.”
Second Try
“What the Pecan-Crusted Chicken Salad lacked in agility, the New York Strip made up for in modesty.”
The Old Band Try
“The mist rolling down the Scottish highlands, that’s what the new Wilco album calls to mind.”
I also have a formula to throw in the mix. It is used to describe pastors, or authors of Christians books who you have never heard of, but want to appear as though you have. 60% of the time, this works all the time. It is as follows.
X makes some Y points, though overly focused on T. Where X=author/pastor name, Y=vaguely positive adjective, and T=obscure theological issue. For example…
Joel Osteen makes some interesting points, though overly focused on personal wealth as a blessing.
Give it a try a cocktail parties and bars. You will find yourself viewed as the most insightful person in the room. Guaranteed.
-Rob
the acumen of a hippopotamus’ incisor. that’s what the new sylvie courvoisier album brings to mind.
im confused
I learned something today. It’s creepy when people you don’t know read your blog. Doesn’t this creep you out? Maybe I’m just easily disturbed.
Sorry I didn’t do your formula. I’m too tired right now to be clever.
Following the second formula…here is what I may write:
“What the gumbo lacked in torque, the corn bread made up for in poise.”
That was fun!
what this post lacked in torque, the Miley cover supplemented in Bronteesque fashionability.
Plummeting air conditioners. That’s what the new Joni Mitchell album calls to mind.