Month: March 2007

And I hate machines. They are my lifeblood and I use them like any other yocal. However I have a deep-seated mistrust of any device intended to be “labor saving,” which really isn’t true, just like the idea of a “paperless” office isn’t true.

Now, this isn’t to say I don’t love technology as well; I can keep both opinions in my head at the same time and still drink a glass of water, thank you very much.

But I realise in the depths of my moral and logical brain that machines are the devil. Rather, machines are short-cuts. And those who use short-cuts should understand the long way-round before they can use a short-cut.

What’s the point? What am I saying? I really don’t know for sure. But, there it is, anyway.

I heard Frank Miller actually based 300 off this Onion Column. That’s just what I heard.

I fell in love with this drink at a wonderful place called “Zig Zag” in Seattle:

The Last Word
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¾ oz. Gin
¾ oz. Green Chartreuse
¾ oz. Maraschino Liqueur
¾ oz. Lime Juice

Stir with ice in mixing glass, strain into cocktail glass.

Voodoo Island

Well, not really hate, since I don’t know him well enough for that. But every word that I have read from him makes me want to duct-tape his mouth and cut off his fingers.

I wish I could have an ingore filter on blogs because I would really like Boing Boing better if I could make a filter “-doctorow -guatemala”

Oh, my – I may have to start watching that retooled star search show after all, so I can http://www.votefortheworst.com/.

Delicious.

Man, it’s a freakin’ buttermilk day on the interwebs. Sack up, hoes! Jeez.

Friday is finally here, I though it would never come. Now if it were only after 5, eh?

I’ve been a bit of a crab lately, but I’ve held it in pretty well. The first way my crab manifests is that my tolerance and patience for the simple-minded people I have to talk to, manage, and deal with becomes absolutely nil. Nada, nichts. Can’t figure something out with out me giving you a flashlight and a map? Fuck off and die. Refuse to put your ideas and issues in perspective? They become invalid to me immediately. Seriously – as soon as I get a touch crabby, I cannot suffer the dim-witted, slow, socially retarded asses to fucking live. It’s funny. 🙂

But I’m still in a good mood in spite of the common man. But seriousy, people – are the getting more unaware and self-centered? Or am I just becoming less tolerant of the entitlement generation(s)?

I’m looking forward to this weekend and nice cuts of corned beef, stouts, cabbages, mustards, and Tiki work.

Last night I made some fabulous Puttanesca. It was the first time I have used the new Cuisinart for chopping – both the olives and sun-dried tomatoes were chopped by mechanical means. It may have been my best showing yet.

Either that or it has been long enough that I forgot how delicious Puttanesca is. This time I also used quality Aleppo and Ancho chile powders instead of the ominous “red pepper flakes” that are the usual part of the recipe.

I took some snaps of the sauce, which I’ll have to remember to upload if they turned out well.

Violating my own rule of no “me too!” posts, I go against my usual inclination to post thusly:

Crush this person!
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Back home, back at work, back busy. Week at training was great, evenings with seattle friends was great (sorry we didn’t get any time, nobrakes.). I’m tired, but OK.

Internet connectivity was up and down at each hotel, so I didn’t read much LJ.

So – anybody miss me?