I've been listening to Alex Jones again, lets see how much shit I get from random people on the internet this time! But part of his rant is that the new world order tells the media outlets what to say. You can't deny the accuracy of that, it does happen. So here are a few things I heard in the news just this morning.
First was a thing about how wikileaks is going to be releasing text messages from 9/11 today. The lady on MSNBC seemed to know that in fact, yes, people can spy on you through your phone or pager or email or whatever. But the dude was totally appalled. His stupid little act about how reading other peoples texts is unethical was totally staged, he's a really bad actor. His reaction was too cheesy.
So then the next thing I heard about a censis worker who was found naked and hanging dead from a tree in Tennessee. He had the word FED etched into his body, so authorities thought foul play from antigovernment people was present. In doing forensic analysis though they determined that the guy actually committed suicide, and staged it to look like murder. He had just gotten a couple of good accidental death life insurance policies too. This bothers me, I don't know why it just does.
The final thing I can stay awake enough to write is a story about Japanese "herbivore boys". I guess Japanese men are turning feminine and avoiding women at all costs, kind of like metrosexuals here in the US. Their reason for doing it is because they say that women are being more educated and getting more powerful in the business world. They call those women "carnivore girls". The whole thing is tripping with irony, because just the other day I watched the South Park episode where the queer eye for the straight guy people turned all the men in town (except Chef and Stan) into metros. It turns out the queer eye guys were CRAB PEOPLE!!!
So why is it that fucked up news like this comes in spurts? I don't get it.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
FOOD
Back in my miserable Nebraska days, me and my dad and one of his friends did a lot of cooking outside, particularly in dutch ovens. We did a bunch of contests and even won a few. We even did a big huge one in the middle of Iowa which was pretty neat. I still do some dutch oven cooking up here, in fact I'm doing a green bean casserole for Thanksgiving Day* chow down.
Lately I've been doing a lot of grilling. Mostly steaks, but also some shish kabobs and chicken breasts. I've been working on creating a steak marinade that I like, and here is the best so far:
I knew I would have to boil it to get rid of the alcohol to make it available for minors to consume, and also to kill off any bacteria after soaking meat in it for hours. My problem though is that it is a really thin liquid, not at all sauce consistency. I figured I might be able to just boil it down, but I didn't want to lose any of the precious liquid, so I started researching how to thicken liquids. The one I went with was a slurry of 1T corn starch and 2T cold water for every cup of liquid to be thickened. I could also have used xanthan gum or a roux.
After I got it thickened on the stove I took a taste and it was really salty, so I need to figure out how to either prevent that or counteract it. I might try replacing the soy sauce with Bragge Liquid Aminos, which is a soy based liquid seasoning with no sodium added that tastes a little like soy sauce. And maybe a low sodium worcestorshire sauce too if there is such a thing. Maybe I could try and make my own worcestorshire sauce, its made from capers and couldn't be that difficult. Or maybe I just need to play around with the ratios of ingredients I put into it, who knows.
My next problem was that after I made it, I put it into a small tupperware container and tossed it into the fridge. When it got to be time to eat some steak, I pulled it out and it was no longer the A1 steak sauce consistency that I liked when it was hot. I think the reason it turned into a thick gel like cold gravy is because I used a corn starch slurry to thicken it, so I will get some xantham gum next time we're in Sandpoint (can't get it around here). I could try a roux, which is just melted fat (butter) and flour, but I guess it is hard to get it the right consistency and burns easy.
*I'm not a fan of holidays, and I especially think it is stupid that we, as a nation, set aside a special day to be thankful for things. Shouldn't we be thankful everyday instead of just once a year? But a day of celebration is important. It lets us take a break from the stress of daily life and relax.
Lately I've been doing a lot of grilling. Mostly steaks, but also some shish kabobs and chicken breasts. I've been working on creating a steak marinade that I like, and here is the best so far:
- 1/4 cup soy sauce
- 1/4 cup liquid smoke
- 1/4 worcestorshire sauce
- 1/4 bourbon (I use Jim Beam)
I knew I would have to boil it to get rid of the alcohol to make it available for minors to consume, and also to kill off any bacteria after soaking meat in it for hours. My problem though is that it is a really thin liquid, not at all sauce consistency. I figured I might be able to just boil it down, but I didn't want to lose any of the precious liquid, so I started researching how to thicken liquids. The one I went with was a slurry of 1T corn starch and 2T cold water for every cup of liquid to be thickened. I could also have used xanthan gum or a roux.
After I got it thickened on the stove I took a taste and it was really salty, so I need to figure out how to either prevent that or counteract it. I might try replacing the soy sauce with Bragge Liquid Aminos, which is a soy based liquid seasoning with no sodium added that tastes a little like soy sauce. And maybe a low sodium worcestorshire sauce too if there is such a thing. Maybe I could try and make my own worcestorshire sauce, its made from capers and couldn't be that difficult. Or maybe I just need to play around with the ratios of ingredients I put into it, who knows.
My next problem was that after I made it, I put it into a small tupperware container and tossed it into the fridge. When it got to be time to eat some steak, I pulled it out and it was no longer the A1 steak sauce consistency that I liked when it was hot. I think the reason it turned into a thick gel like cold gravy is because I used a corn starch slurry to thicken it, so I will get some xantham gum next time we're in Sandpoint (can't get it around here). I could try a roux, which is just melted fat (butter) and flour, but I guess it is hard to get it the right consistency and burns easy.
*I'm not a fan of holidays, and I especially think it is stupid that we, as a nation, set aside a special day to be thankful for things. Shouldn't we be thankful everyday instead of just once a year? But a day of celebration is important. It lets us take a break from the stress of daily life and relax.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Funny censorship part 2
I posted a reply again to that conservative whack job on the western montana yahoo group. Still nothing! The irony of that is so funny, conservatives bitch and moan because they think their freedom of speech is being taken away from them, but as soon as someone even slightly liberal speaks up it gets cut out.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Salvia Divinorum
On Halloween we went to Missoula just for fun. We visited a few head shops and I bought a new water bong and some salvia. I tried smoking it that night but nothing really happened. It should have, the stuff I bought was 20x Purple Sticky. The lighter I was using was almost out of fuel, and salvia has to burn really hot. Everything on the internet says to use a butane torch, but I can't find any to buy around here so I just bought a regular bic that was full of fuel.
Last night I tried again and it actually worked! I hit the bong three or four good times and almost immediately I started feeling it. It wasn't the huge trip I was expecting, but was still good. At first it felt like the skin on my face was getting pulled and stretched upwards, and then I saw this weird pencil drawing of a box truck, almost like a moving van or something, on the towel hanging on the rack (I was in the bathroom because there is a fan to suck out the smoke). The whole scene was 3 dimensional but the truck was 2d and flat. Then there was this bicycle that was bent and wrapped around the back of the truck. Everything was really long and thin, and for some reason I kept wanting to tilt my head over to the right to look at everything, and then the senseless giggling started. When I started coming down I walked out into the living room, and before I was even down the hall it felt like I was turning right and going out the front door. I never did though, I stayed inside.
It was weird because everything was towards the right, the weird stretchy feeling, the tilting of my head, where I kept looking. There has to be some sort of significance to that. My high wasn't the trance-like psychedelic trip that everyone describes, but it certainly was interesting. I think now that I know I can handle salvia, I'm going to try it in nature and see where that takes me. I might even try growing my own plant and chewing the leaves because that is suppose to give you a lot longer trip.
All in all, it was good and I liked it.
Last night I tried again and it actually worked! I hit the bong three or four good times and almost immediately I started feeling it. It wasn't the huge trip I was expecting, but was still good. At first it felt like the skin on my face was getting pulled and stretched upwards, and then I saw this weird pencil drawing of a box truck, almost like a moving van or something, on the towel hanging on the rack (I was in the bathroom because there is a fan to suck out the smoke). The whole scene was 3 dimensional but the truck was 2d and flat. Then there was this bicycle that was bent and wrapped around the back of the truck. Everything was really long and thin, and for some reason I kept wanting to tilt my head over to the right to look at everything, and then the senseless giggling started. When I started coming down I walked out into the living room, and before I was even down the hall it felt like I was turning right and going out the front door. I never did though, I stayed inside.
It was weird because everything was towards the right, the weird stretchy feeling, the tilting of my head, where I kept looking. There has to be some sort of significance to that. My high wasn't the trance-like psychedelic trip that everyone describes, but it certainly was interesting. I think now that I know I can handle salvia, I'm going to try it in nature and see where that takes me. I might even try growing my own plant and chewing the leaves because that is suppose to give you a lot longer trip.
All in all, it was good and I liked it.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Funny censorship
I belong to this dipshit yahoo group called Western Montana. It is suppose to be able living here, like where good restaurants are, where to find a good plumber, and stuff like that. Politics and religion are strictly banned, but lately a bunch of conservative retards have been spamming the list with their Obamacare crapola. I called them on their shit and told them about an old guy I overheard complaining about how with Obamacare he is going to have to call his doctor before he goes for a visit. Thats called making a fucking appointment. But nobody on the list is going to see my email! All the conservative garbage is still coming through and getting past the moderators, but anything even remotely liberal or middle of the road doesn't make it. And they call Obama a Nazi, looks who's censoring stuff now!
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Shittier
I just got done watching a video with our head maintenance man of one of our janitors possibly fucking a window installer in the kindergarten room.
Fuck this shit.
Fuck this shit.
Feel like shit
I just wrote a very damning letter against one of my coworkers at the request of my boss. I can't go into much detail because it is regarding a matter that has been under investigation for several months, but what I said in my statement is probably the last nail in the coffin for termination of this person. I feel especially bad because work is extremely hard to find out here in the boonies.
Basically, there were shortcuts taken regarding a large sum of money being spent and it has come down to he-said-she-said over the details of what happened. I was asked to write a formal statement detailing what happened. I was entirely truthful in my statement, but it didn't do any good for the person on the shit end of the stick, and in a way it kind of covered my bosses ass.
I feel like I was used to help transfer a little bit of blame from my boss to the other person. I've been experiencing a lot of that lately. My boss is kind of a two timing, two faced back stabber. And the principal here micromanages me like I'm one of the students. And I feel the entire reason is because I'm young and in a management type of position. I went from one bull shit public sector job to the next. The private business world wouldn't be any better there, instead of political motivation the shit would would be fueled by profit. I just need to get away from it all.
I feel like I ruined someones entire life before 9:00 a.m.
Basically, there were shortcuts taken regarding a large sum of money being spent and it has come down to he-said-she-said over the details of what happened. I was asked to write a formal statement detailing what happened. I was entirely truthful in my statement, but it didn't do any good for the person on the shit end of the stick, and in a way it kind of covered my bosses ass.
I feel like I was used to help transfer a little bit of blame from my boss to the other person. I've been experiencing a lot of that lately. My boss is kind of a two timing, two faced back stabber. And the principal here micromanages me like I'm one of the students. And I feel the entire reason is because I'm young and in a management type of position. I went from one bull shit public sector job to the next. The private business world wouldn't be any better there, instead of political motivation the shit would would be fueled by profit. I just need to get away from it all.
I feel like I ruined someones entire life before 9:00 a.m.
Monday, October 26, 2009
The Deer Hunter
Yesterday was opening day for deer season up here, so I spent the day out in the woods with my trusty rifle.
First we tried a chunk of state land along Beaver Creek Bay, but that was a bust.
Then in the afternoon we went to a piece of land owned by Avista on Marten Creek Road and bordering Tuscor Creek and the reservoir. We parked on the road and split up, my uncle and cousin went north east and I went north west. I had an arial photo with me so I knew I would hit some power lines eventually and I did. Then the trees started getting real dense and moving quietly was difficult. I found a road eventually and hung a right and crept along that. After a while my cousin called me on the radio and said they were heading back to the pickup. I figured I was going north-ish, then went right to the east, so if I went right again I would be heading south and hit the power lines soon, then the pickup. Man was I wrong! I walked and walked for a long time and never hit the power lines. Eventually I got to some water, which wasn't there when I walked in. The shorline went pretty much north-south, and the only shorline that went that direction on the map was Tuscor Creek Bay. I radioed back to my cousin and told him I got turned around ass backwards and that I was on my way out for real. All in all, from the time I start heading back to the pickup till the time I actually got there I wasted about an hour and a half and walked an extra 3 miles more than necessary.
Then we went back to their place to hunt there for the remainder of the evening. We say quite a few does, but most of them had fawns with them. The lone ones were always either out of range or were between us and the neighbors house. We had one good shot though that we didn't take. We were coming out of some thick trees and this lone doe came bounding by and stopped about 20 yards away for just long enough to freeze in position, then it bounded off and out of sight.
Its raining pretty hard and isn't suppose to stop today, which is never fun and can be problematic for black powder. I haven't decided of I'm heading out on my own today, probably not but I want to maximize my time in the field. Tomorrow I have robot club after school so I won't be able to get out before dark, which means Wednesday is the next day I might have a decent chance of getting my kill. I've got until the 8th to fill my tag with either sex of white tail, after that the gender and species switches every couple of days so the sooner I get my kill the better.
First we tried a chunk of state land along Beaver Creek Bay, but that was a bust.
Then in the afternoon we went to a piece of land owned by Avista on Marten Creek Road and bordering Tuscor Creek and the reservoir. We parked on the road and split up, my uncle and cousin went north east and I went north west. I had an arial photo with me so I knew I would hit some power lines eventually and I did. Then the trees started getting real dense and moving quietly was difficult. I found a road eventually and hung a right and crept along that. After a while my cousin called me on the radio and said they were heading back to the pickup. I figured I was going north-ish, then went right to the east, so if I went right again I would be heading south and hit the power lines soon, then the pickup. Man was I wrong! I walked and walked for a long time and never hit the power lines. Eventually I got to some water, which wasn't there when I walked in. The shorline went pretty much north-south, and the only shorline that went that direction on the map was Tuscor Creek Bay. I radioed back to my cousin and told him I got turned around ass backwards and that I was on my way out for real. All in all, from the time I start heading back to the pickup till the time I actually got there I wasted about an hour and a half and walked an extra 3 miles more than necessary.
Then we went back to their place to hunt there for the remainder of the evening. We say quite a few does, but most of them had fawns with them. The lone ones were always either out of range or were between us and the neighbors house. We had one good shot though that we didn't take. We were coming out of some thick trees and this lone doe came bounding by and stopped about 20 yards away for just long enough to freeze in position, then it bounded off and out of sight.
Its raining pretty hard and isn't suppose to stop today, which is never fun and can be problematic for black powder. I haven't decided of I'm heading out on my own today, probably not but I want to maximize my time in the field. Tomorrow I have robot club after school so I won't be able to get out before dark, which means Wednesday is the next day I might have a decent chance of getting my kill. I've got until the 8th to fill my tag with either sex of white tail, after that the gender and species switches every couple of days so the sooner I get my kill the better.
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