Take that, Alton Brown!

Ok, so I'm not really feuding with some television food personality.

But, having felt guilty not following THE RULES about cooking pasta, well, ever, this Harold McGee column about pasta prep made me feel a bit better.

More so, it reminded me both of the importance of questioning authority and the possibility of small changes across large scale.

That, and I hadn't posted in a couple days, so I was feeling guilty about that, because I'm weird that way.

Happy.

Sometimes, after a hellacious week like this one, it helps to redefine what it takes to be happy.

Just spoke on the phone with my nice lady friend. Got a fluffy cat snoring away next to me. Improvised a casserole out of leftovers, now cooking away in the oven. Watching Bill Plympton animated shorts.

Funny Videos | Funny Cartoons | More Video Clips

A quiet evening, but good things are good.

My Job Here Is Done

Yeah, I think I'm taking a break for a bit.



There's so much promotion, I can't keep up.

I'm sorry. I hope your vlogs and blogs and projects and memes and ideas keep flourishing and thriving and running their course and being bigger than you would've expected or smaller than you'd have hoped.

I just need a break. I need to internalize for a bit. I need to think about unpacking (been here 8 months now) before its time to move again. I need to be able to put my time in at work without thinking I'm letting anyone down if I squander my free time. I need to focus on personal issues.

Happy trails.

Wikipedia

I made my first wikipedia edit tonight.

I don't know how long it will last, as Wikipedia goes, so I took a screenshot of it.

Some of you might recognize my writing style.

Argh (part 2)

Wow. Mac's Photobooth takes pictures backward. iPhoto can't even handle a simple flip.

Argh.

Fine, The Gimp can fix that. *grumble* *grumble*

Anyhow, I stumbled upon this last weekend. It cost me a couple bucks at a store that people don't like to hear about, but holy cow, not only a "Little Golden Book", but one I remember my mother reading to me. I remember the voices she'd make expressing the exasperation of the narrative.

It's amazing and a little terrifying getting to repurchase a tiny bit of my disconnected youth.

My mother and those artifacts of days gone by have been gone for years. It was nice to find an echo of it.

Argh.

You know what I dislike?

No, it isn't random test posts finding their way into my RSS feed.


It's the stupid error message that my Mac gives me when I dare take a screen capture while the DVD player app is open.

Make

As I said last night: "Whomever came up with the idea of making valentine gifts as the more personal option clearly did not account for my sense of procrastination"

So it took me a week or so, a fistful of wire coathangers, 144 yards of 24 gauge wire, 24 yards of 32 gauge wire, two empty Diet Coke cans, and a lot of time, but I finished my Valentine's present for my nice lady friend.

The colors aren't quite right in this picture, and it doesn't look quite so "garland explosion!" in person, and it isn't quite how I saw it in my head.

But it pleases her, and so it is what I wanted.

And then this evening I made her dinner. Grilled scallops, grilled bacon-wrapped asparagus, and improvised a recipe for potatoes au gratin (could use some improvement, but having never made 'em from scratch and not having a recipe handy, came out ok.)

I have nothing more to do this weekend, so I think I'll go back to not making stuff for a bit.

Trader Joe's

You've probably seen this elsewhere by now, but I still got a kick out of it.

Herding Cats

The next time somebody uses the analogy of "herding cats" as a way to describe leading a group of independent or difficult individuals, I think I shall remind them of the motivating qualities of a firehose.

Herding cats is easy. They just won't like you for it.

ugh.

24 hours has not improved my mood much.

But, I'm not ready to go down the road of self-censoring and removing last night's post just yet.

I'm bitter, I'm angry, and I dropped enough hints amongst the twaddle that I knew I was disconnected at the time.

I am reserving a lot right now, because I don't want to think that a statement like "I may not be original, but I am genuine" could be filled with the implied barbs that I am perceiving.

Enough of all this drama. I'll go back to reposting links or youtube videos with no added value soon enough, I'm sure.