Growing more and more impatient.
A couple deep breaths, right? That's all it takes...
BUUWWWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. ha.. haha.. ha... heh.. *ahem*
Had a chicken BBQ the other night.
Yes - one of the cute little fuzzy yellow chicks that were in pictures in my journal back in June.
How many roosters can you keep around?
I cooked it for about 3.5 hours in BBQ sauce (Memphis Style) in the slow cooker, then grilled it for about 20 minutes, high heat, low flame.
I hope you burp bad Longhorn Foghorn riddled nightmares for a week.
"What...I say...what is WRONG with you? Boy's as sharp as a bowlin' ball."
Sorry chickens, but you're what's for dinner.
Besides, I always feel a little better knowing that, in a way, I'm eating a little dinosaur.
I totally agree, Thoth.
There are animals in this Earth that really only serve the purpose of being low on the food chain.
Those little raptors are one of them.
Oh, and Joli, they are Golden Comets, not Leghorns.
...I just noticed, if you don't have a kismet, your avatar stands a bit taller on the "Who's Online" page than everyone that does have a kismet.
Screw the kismets... I like feeling like I'm above everyone else. :)
Dear Mr. Kravitz,
You are NOT Prince.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
Americans For Responsible Obbligato in Showbusiness
We call ourselves, AFROS for short...
Movin' on up!
...I just went to take a sip of coffee and there was a little spider perched upon the rim of my mug and had wound a thread right across the mug...
Crazy how quick those things can be. It's not like I'm not drinking from the thing...
I'm telling you spider coffee is the best.
He is a most industrious spider, thinking big...no flies for him. He told his buddies, "Watch this, guys. See that guy down there? I've been keeping my eye on him. Every day he drinks out of that mug. If this works, we're gonna eat like kings!"
That was Plan A. He'll be back. Just you wait. Oh yes, he'll be back...
He was back today... he crawled across my laptop screen.
I didn't think much of it.
Then I saw him spinning a web between my laptop and my desk lamp.
He had to go... hope it doesn't get too cold out there tonight for him...
...there is a reason for that quote from Wilson Greatbatch. I forget the purpose sometimes. I get lost in the goal and forget about the doing or even what I have done.
Just perusing the photos taken through the years with my cell phone as I have travelled from place to place. Re-amazing myself as the pictures go from scene to scene... colleagues and friends... amazing places and an amazing woman. The times... the trips... and coming home to see my kids.
It was a very full three years doing that job. I miss it. Perhaps a bit too much. Perhaps I dwell on not having it too much and get lost in the goal of wanting to find another job like it instead of just blasting forward with what I can do now and let the chips fall where they may.
But this evening, listening to the wind and the rain pounding... I seek the cold comfort of a familiar winter. I feel as if I need to test myself. To survive on the minimal in harsh conditions...
To prove something to myself I don't feel like I've fully proved yet.
To erase the nagging regrets of the past... the ones I promised myself I would always leave behind yet always seem to claw at my mind.
The doing. The rewards are in the doing.
So why can't I just... do?
Now if I can just keep her from seeing her chickens in the freezer...
Would these be those darling chicks you posted pics of this past summer?
Why.. yes they would be.
You best be kidding about that....
Hey.. Purdue's chickens don't come out of an egg already full grown either...
My kids are telling the youngest one he is a monster and they're trying to "videotape" him for proof that he exists.
My daughter just yelled out, "Stop spanking the monster!"
Why do I have a feeling that's not the last time I'm going to hear her yell that at one of her brothers?
Oooo... creeping up. Almost there. I hadn't even realized!
...did I spell that right?
Anyway, I needed honey for a dish I was making... but didn't realize I had very little honey left and it was all crystalized in the bottle.
So, I tossed it in the microwave for 10 seconds.
Then distracted by children trying to "help" in the kitchen, I opened the bottle over my pan...
...yeah. You probably guessed it - hot honey exploded all over.
Fortunately it missed the kids but my area rug and wool socks will never be the same...
My dream last night... I was driving back to Buffalo from Albany at night and stopping at every highway service plaza looking for good pizza and trying to negotiate a better price on it...
Finally found it at the Clarence service plaza, although thinking about it, I'm pretty sure all they have there is a Tim Horton's and an Arby's.
Hmm... it was good pizza.
I had a dream last night… I haven’t had one like this in a while.
Flying in an airplane… a larger plane, like a 737… everything seemed calm and I was just standing up to head to the rear of the plane to use the restroom.
Suddenly the rear of the plane simply vanished. People were being sucked out. I dropped to the floor and held on to a metal support of a seat. Watching as parts of the plane, seats, luggage and people continued to be lost out of where the tail used to be. The roar of the wind and the sound of the struggling engines was deafening. I sensed how the pressure change was affecting me, but I couldn’t let go of what I was holding on to. I was thinking I had to hang on, stay conscious, at least until the plane got to a lower altitude.
I could feel the rapid descent. I could feel the pressure starting to normalize. Everyone was in a panic. I could see we were now only a few thousand feet above the ground. I had to decide what to do.
I know staying on the plane meant certain death. I didn’t know what was below us.
On my hands and knees, I climbed the incline to the back of where the plane used to be. I looked out, hanging on to the edge as the wind whipped around me. Sky and ground – the chaos and the panic behind me. I pulled myself to my feet.
I held my breath.
I extended my arms above me.
And I jumped…
Maybe sky diving is in your future? :)
That dream would of terrified me, I am not one for heights...
I had one not so long ago about being caught in a plane that had been sucked into the eye of a storm, and I was trying to hold the plane together til it landed. Scared the crap out of me. Did you wake before you landed?
But I almost feel obligated to put something in my journal these days.
I simply haven't had the time to spend here in past days... Thursday's rant was about the extent of it this weekend.
I will be rolling out a new blog in the coming days... just getting it set up - need to get creative and figure out content headers and what exactly I'm going to put in some of the categories...
It will be tech related... just going to make it as educational as possible. Probably have my employees write some of the columns too. Don't know yet.
it will be... something.
Good thing I'll have 10+ hours of driving tomorrow to think about all of it...
*squeals* HE WROTE SOMETHING!
Good thing he did.. I was getting ready to pull out the long stick and poke him to see if he moved... :P
No real world thinking, it must all go automatically into the web!!!!!!
Write about the impending zombiepocalypse and how to best prepare yourself, your home and your surroundings for the end of days
Don't steal my idea bitch!
Do it man!
10 hour drive? What are you commuting in, a bulldozer?
...the VR message system is so inefficient.
Compared to all the other options for instant communication we have, it just feels like sending telegrams.
I realize it's not designed to be an IM and the slowness of it is as much a function of user behavior as anything else.
But.. yeah... I dunno. I get frustrated with having conversations over the message system at times.
I fucking hate it
Its so easy to design a better system; I also hate the VR chat, its sluggish and needs optimization!
For me it works fine, I just wish people could tell me more than just hi.
I agree. It does get rather tedious having to go off site or even download some new messenger to have a conversation with someone...we met on here.
And VR Chat is rather slow as well and tend to cut messages off with the use of certain symbols, punctuations etc like " ". Though I see the reason why, it blows when you're not trying to type 34 lines of gibberish.
On the other hand, you can have a decent conversation on here as long as whoever you're speaking with doesn't get sidetracked and forget about you. :p
I too wish it was faster. I also wish their were more things to link you to journal comments and such; like on Facebook. If you make a comment in someone's journal here you don't know unless you keep track of all the journals and who's you commented in.
...now that is the way to make sales.
Mmmm... the honey-Jack Daniels sauce we made is deeeee-lish.
Not burn your mouth spicy, but just... enough to make your tongue hot.
I need more Jack Daniels...
Mmm that was soooooo good.
That's it, work is interfering with me being able to sample your culinary delights waaaay too often. I think I should quit...wait...damn...I need the paycheck. :p
*gets notepad out* And just how did you make this deeee-lish sauce?
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