February 28, 2007


Do those who lack the courage to themselves make an attempt on the life of the Vice President of the United States have the moral authority to express regret that he was not killed in the Kandahar bombing?

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Hand-Eye Coordination

See, Mom, I told you playing video games was a way of developing valuable skillz.

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February 27, 2007

Travel Alert

Anyone considering a journey for which they might be using Northwest Airlines would do well to contact their ticket agent and confirm that their counter staff are familiar with the interstate transport provision of the McClure-Volkmer act so that something like this doesn't happen to you.

Even if you aren't planning such a journey, you might want to call them about it just as a matter of principle. I'd suggest contacting the New York state tourism folks too, but I don't think they care.

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February 26, 2007

Quote For The Day

I like football and root for my favorite team, yet do not play myself. I also enjoy movies, but really have no right to say whether one is good or bad since I am not in the movie myself.
From a comment on this post, froom someone who seems to think that smoking dope would enable him to understand why he is allowed to hold the stated positions but cannot support the war if he is not in the military. This is a common fallacy among commenters at conservative blogs. The correlation between leftardation and drug use is not proof of causation. Consider myself and my two consecutive drivers on my most recent contract. The one who tried what I suspect was ditchweed one time in highschool and didn't like it was the one who thinks Bush is as evil as Hitler. The one who smoked a lot of pot in 'Nam and a little after he got back is a pro-gun centrist. As for myself, I'm a vast right wing conspirator looking forward to a bowlful of White Rhino and a shroom trip as soon as Lent is over.
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February 25, 2007

Maybe There Is

Patrick has a feature which brings up assorted political quotes at the top of his blog. When I went by most recently I happened upon

"In this country we have no place for hyphenated Americans."
Theodore Roosevelt
It would seem from this report that one American spent 17 months in jail because of being hyphenated.


A longer version of the quote conveniently just turned up. It improves the statement, and shows how little it has to do with the news story I linked.

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February 24, 2007

Savory Crock-pot Bread Pudding

As I understand it, bread pudding was traditionally a way of using up stale bread. When there were twelve people in my household there was never any stale bread, so we had to emulate it via toasting. Then it was discovered that three of those twelve were gluten-intolerant and the dish fell by the wayside. Now, with pretty much just two of us here, this much of something this filling is overkill. Oh well.

2 Tablespoons butter
1/2 cup onion -- chopped
6 slices of bread lightly toasted and cut into cubes
8 ounces of shredded sharp cheddar
2 large eggs
1 bottle of beer
1 teaspoon cayenne
2 teaspoons dry mustard

Melt the butter and saute the onions about 10 minutes over medium heat,
until the onions are golden.

Beat together the eggs, beer, spices, salt, and pepper.

Layer the bottom of the crockpotcrock with half of the bread cubes. Top the bread layer with half the sauteed onions, then with about one third of the shredded cheese. Repeat the layers, but don't add the final cheese layer yet.

Pour the egg and beer mixture over the solid components, making sure that all of the bread pieces are soaked. Top with the remainder of the shredded cheese.

Cook on high for 4 hours. I know 8 hours in the very slow cooker on low is more convenient but the result is mushy.

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February 22, 2007

Warm Glogg

Tim Blair got the same spam I did, but he and his commentors fixated upon the spelling error, and paid no attention to the site being promoted. I don't particularly blame them. When my mother made glogg for the New Year's party, she always included a bottle of Everclear.

The fund raising site being promoted, dooniz.com (I'm thinking it is pronounced do nice) is just sad. It looks like a web portal site from ten or twelve years ago when people's bandwidth and browsers might not support graphics. Anyone who clicks thru dooniz to get to walmart.com so that the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation gets the affiliation nanobucks must really be a caring individual.

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Culture Collision

My wee wifey has finally entered the 21st century, or at least the '90s. Actually, this relates to what she carries; she's quite sophisticated at using her desktop computer. Firstly, late last year she finally got a cell phone, and she now even brings it with her. Last week she finally got an MP3 player so she can listen to her sort of music during slow times at work. This is where she is running into trouble. She doesn't want to mess with bulky conspicuous earphones, but earbuds, even high-end ones, are incompatible with conch, rook, and tragus piercings.

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February 15, 2007

The Truth Is Out There

Out there where they hunt for extraterrestrials and a stolen laptop. Further out there still remain questions.

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February 14, 2007

Hey Rocky!

But that trick never works...

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Can't Cop A Plea

The charge of impersonating a police office covers a range of activities from falling asleep in a doughnut shop to running a forfeiture operation.

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February 10, 2007

Cheap Homemadish Spaghetti Sauce

There's nothing romantic about poverty, despite what you saw in all those art films. But we loved each other, and, while you can't live on love, we got by and we were happy. We learned to appreciate some of the simple, and thus cheaper, things in life Now it is romantic to look back on those days and remember only the best of it.

One thing we had going for us was that we cooked for each other. Whatever your budget, you can eat fancier if you aren't paying others to make it for you. Guys, there's no better way to impress a girl than to make a nice meal for her. If the only way to impress her is to take her someplace you can't afford, she isn't the girl for you. This is one of the dishes I used to make back then (in the day, if you will) that went over well. It is easy to make, and has a unique ability to provide more meals later.

1 jar cheap basic spaghetti sauce
1/2 lb. basic ground beef
1 unprecooked Italian sausage
3 medium onions
no garlic
about a heaping teaspoonful of Italian seasoning herb blend
a couple splashes of oil - olive is nice, but whatever you have that isn't rancid works
spaghetti noodles
a frying pan, a sauce pan, a pot to cook the spaghetti in and some way to drain it afterwords

First of all, note that slicing onions is much more pleasant if you put them in the fridge the day before and use a really sharp, unserrated knife. Cut the top and bottom off the onions, slice them in half thru the top to bottom axis, and then peel them, taking the outermost, tough white layer along with the peel. If there is any brown left at the top or any root left at the bottom, trim that off. Slice each onion half several times top to bottom, and then several times crosswise.

Heat up a splash of oil in the frying pan over a flame which just touches the bottom of it (I have no idea how anyone cooks on an electric stove, but I reckon this would be just past medium). The oil is ready when one piece of onion tossed into it sizzles. Toss the onions in, and give them a stir and a flip (I mean stir up from the bottom, not getting them airborne) until they start turning translucent. When they do, it is time to turn off the stove, scoop them into the sauce pot, leaving some liquid behind.

Slice the sausage open, and scrape the filling out. Discreetly dispose of the casing. Heat the frying pan back up, and dump the meat back in. Stir pretty constantly, breaking up the lumps, especially of sausage meat, with the edge of the spoon. The meat is there to give flavor to the sauce, and at this stage of the game big hunks of meat aren't romantic. As soon as they do, it is time to again scoop the contents into the sauce pan, leaving the liquid behind. Dump the liquid into the middle of the toilet and flush immediately.

Now pour the spaghetti sauce intoo the sauce pan. I used to use the white label generic, but just about any basic meatless sauce will do. Even if your relationship has reached the point that garlic is not inappropriate, do not use the stuff from the 99 cent store with the artificial garlic flavoring. Run an ounce or so of water into the jar, cap it, shake it, and pour the water into the pot. Stir well, turn the stove to medium, and as soon as you see some heat-induced activity, stir down to the bottom and turn the flame down real low. Now wash your hands, and shake some Italian seasoning into the palm of one hand. Give it a crush with the first two fingers of your other hand, and brush it into the sauce. Stir again.

Now it is time to make the spaghetti. Don't make a whole lot, especially if you aren't using thin spaghetti. Feeling stuffed isn't romantic. Bring a large pot of water to a boil. A splash of oil helps keep the spaghetti noodles from clumping, and a couple shakes of salt will bring out the sweetness of the wheat. Don't bother with lots of salt. Once the water is boiling, push the column of spaghetti into it. It will will bend enough that with a little help with you can get it in without breaking it. This lets you twirl it on the fork like they do in those foreign art films, and have the fun of eating messily. As soon as the water resumes boiling, turn down the heat so the water remains active but doesn't bubble. Boiled spaghetti is mushy (and not in the teddy bears and flowers sense) and you want the kitchen smelling of sauce, not starch. Give the spaghetti pot a stir now and then, and stir the sauce at the same time. About when the box said the spaghetti should be done, check it. Pull one strand out and bite it. You want to catch it right when there is no crunch left in the middle but it still has character. Pour out the hot water, run cold water in its place (unless someone taught you this is reprehensible) and drain.

Now you turn off the light under the sauce, rinse the sauce jar again with hot water, and spoon enough sauce in to almost fill it. It won't actually can properly, but it will seal well enough to keep in the fridge for at least a week. You will have enough sauce left to make a delightful dinner for two.

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February 08, 2007

Those Who Geeze

If you are inclined to find the process of geezing amusing, you are sure to deem this performance a hoot.

On the other hand, I pray that this urban young'un meant this as a joke.

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February 07, 2007

Quote For The Day

"The Prohibitionist must always be a person of no moral character; for he cannot even conceive of the possibility of a man capable of resisting temptation." -Aleister Crowley
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February 06, 2007

Don't Delay

Keltie was proud of his role in the air force. He let his children play dress-up with his uniforms, even if he wasn't able to talk about his experiences.
Ross Keltie had plans to ask his dad for more stories.
"You keep putting it off and then it's too late," he said.
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February 04, 2007

You Got It

Wait, you forgot the third rule in a crisis situation.
- The third rule?
- Third rule?
Yeah, third rule.
- The third rule.
- What's the third rule?


Don't forget Rule 32 either.

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Skiffy Question

Has any author ever produced a work of fiction taking place in a universe wherein travel takes place between stars bearing the names listed for them in the International Star Registry?

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February 02, 2007

Gooey Chocolate Chip Cookies

It's been a while since I've done a cookie recipe, but with my son due to arrive for his first visit in over a year in three hours I don't have time to type in the one I've been meaning to post. Altho this one came from the wee wifey's Blue Ribbon Recipe list, to my knowledge it has only won a red ribbon (second place). Good enough for me.

4 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking soda
2 cups butter, softened
1 1/2 cups packed brown sugar
1/2 cup white sugar
2 (3.4 ounce) packages instant vanilla (or other) pudding mix
4 eggs
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
4 cups semisweet chocolate chips
2 cups chopped walnuts (optional)

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Sift together the flour and baking soda and set aside. In a large bowl, cream together the butter and sugars. Beat in the instant pudding mix until blended. Stir in the eggs and vanilla. Blend in the flour mixture. Finally, stir in the chocolate chips and nuts. Drop cookies by rounded spoonfuls onto ungreased cookie sheets. If your rounded spoonfuls are per the ANSI standard, you will get 72 cookies. Bake for 10 to 12 minutes in the preheated oven. Edges should be golden brown.

Chocolate or butterscotch pudding would bake tasty variants. After all, butterscotch and gooey go well together. If everybody in your crowd likes pishtosh, you could substitute pistachio for both the pudding and walnuts.

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Prime Evidence

Nobody even took a shot at the bonus question, but here is as high quality a clue as you will ever find.

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February 01, 2007

Good News For Milwaukee

It doesn't look like the Spammobile is scheduled to make an appearance here any time soon.

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