once more with feeling

Well, that garden I planted waaaay back in post...I do not even know or care, Is coming along nicely. Got my squash and cucumbers growing swimmingly. Today I noticed the beginings of some flowers on them. I am super excited. Yesireebob.

In other news, I found out that the band, The Popo, is freaking great. The one problem is there is another band by the same name which is vastly inferior to it. This makes it very difficult to find the damn real band. But, anyways, it fits my musical tastes perfectly with all its fuzzy vocals, dark-tinged electronica riffs and heavy guitar entries. I had one of their songs for something like 6 months and never listened to their other stuff, I am quite happy I did, and you should too.

Of other things happening in my life...I need to decide which kind of reptile to get for the house I'm living in next semester. Right now I'm debating between a corn snake, Russian tortoise and a ball python. Oh, speaking of that, the pet store in the mall is moving. As of tomorrow they will be across the street from famous dave's I think. So, ima go check them out when they get nice and settled in there.

well, thats my blog, night.

lots of update for your buck

It may not end up being as long as one would expect from such a preposterous title, but I did make lots of food, so that counts for something. Plus, as you may have percived already, I have lots of pictures! To start out with, I made some hardcore stir fry for my family. I used mushrooms, peppers, chicken, brocoli, carrots, peas and raumen noodles. For my first attempt, it was very good, in my opinion. The only thing I'd change is the sauces I mixed in. I used a combination of soy, oyster and other asian sauces. If I were to remake this, I'd only put Hosin sauce on, becasue hosin sauce is amazing. It's basically the asian equivalent of barbeque sauce. Shortly after making this dish, I made for the woods on the outskirts of Avon to go campin' with Mike, Zach and Leah. Twas awesome, and we made alot of food on the campfire. I just want to get this out now, campfires make food taste better, no matter what. It must be some kind of magic...but its true without exception. We made macaroni and cheese with spam at night and played parcheesi until 230 in the AM. I then woke up at 530 with the sun and proceeded to remake the fire. Then, around 730, we made coffee, pancakes, bacon and eggs. Quite possibly one of the best breakfasts ever. The coffee astounded me the most, words cannot describe how great it feels to sit around a campfire in the early hours of the morning and drink coffee. I think that alone made it taste better.

End of Days Thursdays

I was planning on making some stir fry with the frozen chicken I found in the freezer. This changed when my brother andy and his wife candice came over, offering to make some chicken qesodillas for us. Not complaining or anything, the grub was good. In other news, I finished my book I was on for awhile, Steven King's The Stand. Post-apocolyptic novels always entertain me. Readers, I would like to let you in on a private fantasy of mine. Some days when I'm knee deep in work/homework, I would like nothing more than to be a minority survior of some cataclysm which has befallen the human race. Zombies, robots, plauge, or nuclear winter, it doesent matter. Is it so wrong that I'd rather live in a scenario like that than what I have now? My answer, no. Hell, I'd actually like to think I would be doing the same kind of work as my homework which causes me to fantasyize about this. I could totally be the chemist in some kind of close-knit, post-apocolyptic society. Due to this I would like to propose a weekly tip service, provided by this blog, to prepare you for the impending end of the world. I shall call it End of Days Thursday.

End of Days Thursday: Doctors are always in high demand, regardless of the scenario. In the cases of both plauge and nuclear situations, all makeshift societys will demand a doctor. As a consequence, you will have an asset which only a small minority will be able to provide. However, in the case of plauge, you will be the most vulnerable during the weeks of outbreak due to your title. I advise hiding in a bomb shelter until the coast is clear, theres no hope of curing the super bug causing this disaster anyways, we all know this. So, in conclusion, go out and become a doctor before the end of days, then you're in the clear. So, that is your assignment, go out and get your PH D, good luck!

Rant

yes, well, I dont think I can really update that well tonight, as I am too busy rocking out to various musicks...soz. Plus I feel kind of emo. Although I suppose that writing your feelings is supposed to make you feel better in some way. What was that cool word I learned recently? Catharsis, that was it. It refers to a cleansing or purging of the mind. Also, since this is pretty much a journal since I have so few readers, I dont really have to give a damn what I write. I suppose I should have known this a long time ago, but you know how the saying goes, I may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but at least I got the f*ck up and used my sharpness to its extent, unlike those fancy paring knives that can cut through boots and cement but never do. Yep, just an old-fashioned steak knife here. Although this steak knife likes bloody steak. We had steak for dinner today and, again, despite my requests, it was almost thermo-nuclear by the time it came out of the grill. Crissake, I dont even know if I will like the rare steak that much, how should I? I never get to have one! Guess one of these days Ill simply have to go out and cook my own bitchy self one of those and see. Maybe then I'd learn something as well...Hmm, intriguing. Acually, I lied, writing is making me feel a little better. I also like how this post is essentially stream of consciousness with no regard for structure whatsoever. Other than that, my life is rather lacking in the annoyances department. Maybe I should complain less. Come to think of it, complaining is by far the stupidest thing about this world. People complain about the stupidest things all the time, and yet they never take concrete steps within themselves to make the change lasting! You can change your environment all you want. You can alter the people you surround yourself with as well, however the change in your situation will only come when you achieve a new outlook yourself. And this does not come from developing new ways to word your problems to get more sympathy. I dont care if my life was cushy and distanced from the realities of life. fuck. I rolled the celestial roulette table and landed on the right square to be distanced from everyone I have ever associated with personally and economically from everyone else. I guess you could say I need to put some more points into CHA, rather than INT and STA next level. But STA is the only thing that has driven me through all this, when others fizzle, I shine. When others bitch, I work harder. When others have fun, I dont. Simple as that. Having friends or relationships in general has affected my life very little. Woah...well, shit. Hope nobody gets the impression that this is some kind of suicide thingy. My self-esteem is waaaaaay to high for that. Not that im religiously opposed to anything like that, its just not my cup of tea. My cup of tea is really more like an Earl Grey. MMMMMM, that actually sounds very good right now. I may just make myself a cup now, in fact.

*UPDATE*
Also, happy 20th post to me, and also happy longest post ever!

Fun times on the front lines

As far as food is concerned, not really much happened today...I know this must come as somewhat of a disappointment to you, my loyal readership. Probably the best thing I ate was a ceasar salad with chicken, romaine lettuce and croutons. I made a decision on my life, however. I decided I would never eat plain raumen noodles again and resolved to always add something to it to make it respectable. I had some chicken raumen, but before I put it into the microwave I cut up some celery and cooked it with the soup. This turned out very well. I think that when I finally decide to make stir fry I'll use raumen noodles for the noodle...portion of the fry. In other news, I watched pulp fiction for the 5th time. That is quite the movie. The music especially. I'm currently obsessed with the song they play when Vincent and Mia enter Jackrabbit Slim's, Rick Nelson's 'Waitin' in School'. I just love the early 50's kind of styling ever since playing fallout 3. Also, I've been listening to alot of Old Crow Medicine Show, a kind of bluegrass revival group, very string focused, and highly recommended by me.
In yet other news, my garden is coming along nicely. The squash and cucumbers I planted seem to be flourishing. So thats all good. I hope to be making some awesome pickles by this fall. Oh well, thats all folks!

Father (pronounced faith-er) 's day

What a relaxing day, not? On this year's father's day, unlike mothers day, the plan was simply to chill. I woke at noon-thirty, put on what I was wearing yesterday and shuffled upstairs for my daily dose of NPR. My dad suggested at this time that I prepare for him my special dish: spam and eggs. I, however, decided to take this a step further, concocting a spicy, spam and rice dish with vegetables. I still have no idea what to call it, but it turned out great. I began with a can of hot and spicy spam. From there I picked ingredients I simply thought would look/taste good in the finished product, including rice, peppers, onion, eggs, and mushrooms. Firstly, I cooked the rice in the microwave. I had to get that started first because it would take roughly 30 minutes to finish. This gave me plenty of time to chop up all the veggies and spam into small pieces. When the rice was just about done, my dad and I put 12 scrambled eggs into a large skillet and began to cook that. As the eggs neared completion, we dumped all the veggies and spam into the mixture and proceeded to cook it on a low burner, covered and stirring often. After about 5-10 minutes of that, we mixed the rice into the finished product and bam, it turned out great! I swear I invented this...I must name it...Apart from that, the rest of the day was spent reading in solitude, watching my bro play fallout 3 and yet more sleep. waaaah, good times.

The tortured sadwich artist

I am looking forward to spunk days in Avon today. I don't really know why, as the last couple years they have not had my only real motivation to go there: fett kuchen otherwise known as fry bread. Next to that, all the other attractions simply don't stack up.
Oh, my, I had an awesome experience at subway today! I went in with my brother this morning to get a couple sandwiches and were helped by the most pessimistic person I have ever met. She had long, flowing black and bleach blond highlighted hair and heavily shadowed eyes. I ordered the three sandwiches, with pepperjack cheese. That was three sandwiches and twelve slices of pepper jack too many. To my cheese request, she remarked to her coworker, "Ugh, on all of them?". Shortly after this, I also requested that the veggies be added prior to the toasting, at the other worker's suggestion. To that our heroine remarked,"really!? *sigh*". This lead to our heroine's next trial: ingredients running out. First went the green peppers. "UUGH, we better have more peppers". Then went the chipotle sauce. "are you serious?". At every turn, her day was sabotaged by slap in the face after slap in the face. Our heroine survived this encounter, barely. Good times in Melrose: city of dreams.

I might update later if they have fett kuchen...or if they dont I will update about how disgusted I am.

*UPDATE*
Wow, thats right, zero fried bread to be spoken of. I cannot express how dissapointed that made me. That and seeing practically no one I know at this failtactular celebration. Meh. I think next year I might just do everyone a big favor and set up a fried bread stand. Soneone's got to do it, right?