Monthly Archives: September 2012
I’m digging this one for the guy’s homemade bungee cord harpoon gun.
…I hope you can tell whether or not I was fixing the printer from this picture.
With bonus trippy music, too! Weirdness all round! Something for everyone!
(and for the uninitiated, go watch this, too. you didn’t have enough crazy South Korean music in your life, anyway. I think the only reason I like it is because of how much it must piss off the Northerners)
I’m switching out of shorts and going to pants. Might even tote the😄 (against the internet’s advice, as if I cared what it thought). This is the first time in my entire life where the calendar has hit the first day of fall, and the weather has immediately switched to fall (day before, 9 degrees above average, day after, cold and more rain than we’ve had all year).
Of course, if I wear pants it’ll be back to hot dry and sunny, no doubt–c’est la vie.
Royksopp is my band of choice right now. The version of this song isn’t as good as the original mix, but the video is pretty cool.
Oh, and “Turns out, I don’t care” is my new motto.
It has come to my attention that there are still people on the internet dredging up caliber wars, glock fanboism, and trash talking [brand name here], apparently out of some sort of perverse desire to prove themselves as the king of the the midget pile, or perhaps because they were dropped on their head as a child and now only feel human when they grow a really really cool pedo mustache. Maybe I’m being unfairly conclusion-jumpy, there, with that last one, but really. In a desire to promote world peace and harmony, I feel that I must spread this
Yes, that is exactly what you look like to, oh, say, ANYONE ELSE who isn’t so attached to their [brand name here] that they have a problem seeing past the screen of their [Apple product here]. Get over yourself. Not only does no one care what you think, no one is going to take your advice, either. Remember that Prof. Mondo’s Law (“If your life isn’t bigger than your politics, you’re doing one of them wrong”) doesn’t just apply to politics. And in case you feel the need to get all uppity about me assuming someone cares what I think, let me just stop you right there. I don’t expect anyone to read this and change their behavior, least of all the people who started me down the Path of Rant.
Sometimes a guy just has to spit into the wind to remind himself that there’s pretty much no point to talking like adults. U mad bro?
This was supper last night.
3-4 cloves garlic
½ pound Italian sausage
panko bread crumbs
Cut up tomatoes, onion, garlic, and peppers (I used one poblano and one gypsy), put on baking pan with olive oil and a bit of salt, bake at ~400 degrees F for 20-25 minutes, stirring the vegetables occasionally. Fry the sausage. Mix the vegetables and the sausage, and mix some egg in as a binder. Set aside.
Peel the eggplants, slice them lengthwise in ½ inch slices. Coat the slices both sides with salt, stack them and let them sit for 20-30 minutes. Rinse the salt off. Mix a 50/50 of flour and corn starch on a plate. In a bowl mix an egg or two with an equal amount of milk, and mix it up. On another plate pour get your panko bread crumbs ready. Heat up some oil in a skillet. Coat each slice of eggplant in the cornstarch mix, the egg, and the panko, and then fry them up. (lightly, you will be baking everything later).
On two baking sheets, cover with tinfoil and put a grate rack on top. Put the fried slices of eggplant on the grates. Put a dollop of the vegetable/sausage mix on the eggplant. Put a goodly amount of Parmesan cheese on top. Bake for 20-25 minutes at 375 degrees, switching the baking sheets from top to bottom in the oven about midway.
Crispy, cheesy, slightly spicy, absolutely delicious.
Have a song.
Can you tell that I’m still not in the blog groove? Meh. Turns out I don’t care.
Yes, it’s after midnight…
So far I haven’t injured myself…