Friday, March 25, 2011


My second strawberry... ate it yesterday, so sweet...

My third and fourth.. I ate the third today, and will eat the fourth when I get home..

Two more will be ready tomorrow.
They are love.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Where is the Trust?

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.
You: Helloooooooooo
You: Who wants some candy? ;)
Stranger: mee
You: I've got a lot of candy in my basement
Stranger: ook
You: There's no lights down there so you're going to have to trust me and just walk aaaaaaaaaall the way inside
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

You Cannibal! You Meat Eater! You See!

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.
Stranger: katie?
You: I want to try something new
You: Wait
You: Yes? :D IS it possible?!
You: I didn't think you'd find me again! OMG
Stranger: >.>
Stranger: whats my name
You: This is like 1 million to one!
You: Simon?
Stranger: nope :3
Stranger: BUT ITS OKAY.
You: No. It will never be okay again.
Stranger: because youre still the most amazing person i know
You have disconnected.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Oh, But It's Wednesday

It has been a very long weekend. Saturday was a rough night, Chef Timothy of Chefs 2b lost his puppy after 3 days of serious illness. It was a really good day up until that point, but he was sick and broken up after it. He was even going to try to put together almost 2k to pay for treatment for the puppy even though they did not know what was wrong with him. If there are any blessings in that, it is that Theo Charles Edward passed before the procedures could be done and Timothy is not that deeply in debt. I hope he feels better soon, but he has not gone to work all week.

After helping out at Chefs 2b a little late to make sure everything was okay and that Timothy could be at the vet's office I had dinner with my dad and Marry Ellen, who understood why I was late and it was a pleasant and warm dinner. I really enjoy spending time with them.

I slept pretty much immediately after going home that night.

Sunday was really an excellent day. Shuck came over, he's on spring break and was able to stop by the house for the first time to enjoy some beers and some lunch I made, after that we passed the guitar back and forth and sat out and photosynthesized on the front lawn, the weather was just ridiculously wonderful. Got to hang out for a few hours before he had to take off in the evening. I was shocked that it was already 6pm. Partly due to the time shift this weekend.

I was off work on monday, and spent it working on small projects, mostly staying home. Overall things are good, but sometimes little things can make you feel pretty down for a while. There is a bigger picture, the further back you can look at it from, the smaller everything looks.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Burn One Down

For dessert yesterday, a fine Andes mint chocolate mini brownie coated in a Andes mint chocolate candy shell...

For dinner... fresh baby... mmm.. two toothed vampire baby...

Today is going to be a great day. I know it and all I've done so far is listen to music and take a hot shower and play guitar, and the whole rest of the day is ahead of me. How cool is that? How totally amazing is that.. the whole rest of the day. Anything could happen.

When Her Father Beat Her She Used to Hide in the Fridge

The plum tree, in full bloom, seems melancholy to me.

I read two quotes today, and I'm not sure which I find to be the more compelling:
"Silence is one of the hardest arguments to refute" - Josh billings
"Defeat is not the worst of failures. Not to have tried is the true failure." - George Edward Woodberry

The second one is good, but it's fairly generic when you think about it.

"There are people out there who give their love freely. They open their hearts up knowing that they're going to be ripped at by the world, and they accept it with a straight face. They're like brick walls that just hurt and hurt and hurt and all the time leave themselves out there, giving everyone they meet an opportunity. An opportunity to be better. Fuck those jerks. I'm tired of being given all the opportunities I need to prove that I'm an asshole." - Vacating Voids Dust

Tuesday, March 08, 2011

Feeling Musical

Great to see a creative use of stick figures paired with a beautiful song.

Meanwhile, Peppers has been viciously guarding against a mysterious cat that appears in every window he looks into. He has tried running from window to window to window and it is ALWAYS there.. gazing back, mocking him with its presence. He trills with frustration and cries to go out and seek the death of this mysterious stranger.

Good Days

Quite a very long weekend I have just had. Plenty of food and company and company. Pretty wild events that I can't really talk about. Sad stuff. Hope my friends get their act together, though. It can be said without doubt, though, that spending time in the Newman's garage with guitars and beer is never bad time spent.

I'm a little tired right now, so it's all going to tumble out in a bit of a jumble. Sunday was a big housecleaning day, scrubbing everything down, vacuuming, put together my lawnmower for the first time, went out and used it. The clover fields around my house were getting a little high. It was a beautiful day and I went over everything and got it all cleaned up. I still need an edger and a trimmer.

Before all that, Shepard spent the night in the guest room on saturday night after lots of heavy drinking in the Newman's garage. It was a long night, lots of talking, lots of strumming guitar, watching shows, and things like that. Before that.. shopping for Moe, my lawn mower. While I was there I looked at lots of really awesome patio sets, planning for the future. These same sets probably wont be available, but the prices will likely be similar, so I can decide when I have enough spare cash to start shopping in earnest.

I started looking at tree prices for a marmalade tree(orange tree to which I plan to graft lemon and kumquat branches), the jam tree(plum tree for the beautiful spring flowers to which I will graft apricot and peach tree branches), and raspberries and blackberries to plant around the whole house. I think next spring will be the best time to start planting trees and replacing the trees and bushes in my yard.

So much to do... so fun to plan and prepare for. It's going to be a great week, and looking forward to a wonderful weekend making dinner for my parents.

And Chasing Amy is an amazing movie. Watched it at work today. Oh, yeah.

Monday, March 07, 2011

Flower Children

Apparently my lawnmower is a hippie. It wont mow down flowers, it bends them to the ground, cuts down all the grass and clover around them, then lets them pop right back up. Doesn't bother me, but I feel that the mower deserves some hazing for its free love point of view.

Bob Marley would be proud.

That's not Bob Marley, but whatever.

Thursday, March 03, 2011

Movie Tonight? Yes, Please!

Movie Tavern is playing Back to the Future tonight at 9:30. Want to know who has two thumbs and is going to be there? This guy.

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

It's What Hits At Midnight

There is music here.

My cat follows me to my bedroom and sits on the boundary of the threshold, unwavering, not entering, but not turning back. He stares at me. It is dark and his silhouette and eyes are all I see, but they communicate his meaning. The end is near.

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

Men Must Live to Create, Live to the Point of Tears

Been a wild weekend. It began, as all good things do, with something new and dangerous. In this case it began with the creation of this beautiful sunset red jam which was ready to begin tasting on friday. I consider the very idea of habanero preserves to have perhaps evolved from the desire to weaponize breakfast. Don't let the name fool you, this is one of the most delicious things my kitchen has ever produced, and it produced 3 and 3/4ths 8oz jars of it.

Isn't it beautiful?

Later that night, Zac arrived far ahead of schedule and we spent time at half priced books and eventually got around to playing Carcassonne and watching The Princess Bride, which is one of the most beautiful movies ever made. Zac practiced his music while I cooked dinner, chicken with potatoes and onions. At Chefs 2b on saturday we taught the children to make fettuccine from scratch, and it is surprisingly easy. I think I am going to buy a pasta machine for home and start doing it myself.

Saturday night was more hanging out, half priced books, and long john silvers for dinner. I shopped for smokers, which made me decide that I am going to make the effort to move my old one to the new house. While at half priced books, though, I did find that delightful book sitting underneath the Habanero preserves. I am very enthralled with the recipes inside it and find them incredibly mouthwatering.

Sunday was mostly lazy, playing games with Zac before he left and lounging around reading books and watching movies. Monday, on the other hand, I was wildly busy. Everything from computer work for Chefs 2b to housework at my mom's house, picking up a new CO2 tank for beer, to dancing lessons downtown.

I learned some West Coast Swing and spent an hour and a half practicing at it at the group lesson. Finally settled for a beer at the Newman's at around 10pm, which turned into only a half a beer since something clogged up the line preventing us from pouring our latest brew till we transfer to a different keg and clean out the line of whatever the blockage is. Hung out there for a couple of hours chatting idly. It was a very good day. Even got this picture of one of the many blossoms on the strawberry plants I have at my mom's house still:

These blossoms are always so beautiful. I am going to finally find a way to move my massive planter on thursday after I serve the strawberry shortcake I made the dough for this afternoon after work to my realtor's office to say thank you so much for all the work she did in getting me into my beautiful home.

As for now, it is still a ridiculously beautiful day, and I am going to spend the rest of it outside in some form or other. Ciao, world.

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