Thursday, October 28, 2004

My mother always told me not to trust anyone who has to yell to get their point across. Sadly, through most of our adolescence, my brother and I felt that we had to raise our voices in order to get our Dad to listen to us. Not that he would have listened if we had spoken to him in normal tones. As I got older I found that the best way to communicate with our father was to use a lowered tone of voice, but repeat myself over and over again.

It seems that people like Tucker Carlson and John O'Neill (NotSoSwiftBoat) feel that yelling loudly and interrupting is the best way to get their point across on television. Now it seems that when ever you disagree with people of Carlson & O'Neill's ilk they like to label you as a "Liberal," but you see that's half their charm, they're able to draw a big fat line to distiguish what's good and what's bad. I'm inclined not to trust anyone who tells me off the bat that any political issue mired in complexity is simple. It's almost as if anyone who has such an argument must yell to get their point across just to distract you from realizing that their argument is at fault.

The news was pretty frightening today…
  • The Bin Laden video tape claiming responsibility for the 9/11 attacks
  • A dead body found in Iraq (supposedly belonging to the Japanese hostage)
  • The British inquiry into the claim that the US led attack on Iraq resulted in 100,000 deaths (this seems like a high number even to me)
  • IRS accuses the NAACP of foulplay
  • A store owner in Portland chastised by the Department of Homeland Security Officers for having Rubik’s cubes with illegal copyrights?!

I know part of my recent symptoms of troubled stomach, etc. have most likely been influence by the fact that I’ve been addicted to the news lately, and I should probably reduce my intake of the news. And as I read through these stories part of me still thinks that I’m being fed pabulum for manipulation. I wonder how many of the events are not serendipitous, but, in fact planned for effect. Why the hell are they (Homeland Security) busting toystores for bad puzzles?!

What'd I tell ya about Dilbert...

A few months ago I noted that Dilbert was the opiate for cube dwellers... ugh, an opiate would be nice, or maybe even smelling salts as I sit here and inhale the aroma's of my neighbor's spicy tuna salad wafting over my cubicle walls. Today, I ran across an article (actually a chapter from a book available on-line) that mentioned a Xerox campaign for 'empowering' it's employees with new corporate doctrines. Xerox decided to use the Dilbert cartoons as both a humorous side line in the training handouts as well as an illustrative aid to understanding the messages of 'empowerment.' A few die-hard Dilbert fans flipped and declared it all a bunch of heretical bunk.

Xerox management had recognized what more gullible Dilbert readers did not: Dilbert is an offbeat sugary substance that helps the corporate medicine go down. The Dilbert phenomenon accepts—and perversely eggs on—many negative aspects of corporate existence as unchangeable facets of human nature ("immutable"). As Xerox managers grasped, Dilbert speaks to some very real work experiences while simultaneously eroding inclinations to fight for better working conditions.

I guess though one might consider that this is a turnaround point for the power of Dilbert. Usually when the squares/parents/or authority starts to condone something it usually looses it's "Rebel" and therefore marketable appeal. Though I seriously doubt this because consumer culture has entered a sort of thralldome it can't escape. Plus, most people who feel powerless would rather complain about their lack of power rather do anything about it. Perhaps I'm the biggest example of this, but I've never considered myself an agitator or instigator. I just want to be a smartass, darn it... I guess that doesn't pay very well unless you've got a lot of time to devote to it.

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

I've been working on writing about a few subjects...

  • Plastic surgery
  • Starlettes naming their children after fruit or other food items
  • Food being to the people today what alcohol and tobacco were for people of the fifties
I've been working at home for the past few days because I've been sick with the flu. Thanks Chiron! Originally, I thought I would hate working at home because I have this tendency not to focus on things when I don't really have a reason or feel the pressure of people watching me do things. I only fell asleep over the training manuals twice while I was at home. Quite a surprise when you consider how ass-dropping boring the material is: Mainly factory process on a flowchart spanning 7, 11"x17" sheets. I gave up and pasted the monster up on a wall. My girlfriend came over this weekend and made fun of the new decor in my living room. Then she promptly screamed, "GEEK! Let's get out of here."

The worst part of it is I just cannot get into it. I start my way at the beginning of the chain and find myself a quarter way through the chart before having to move to another page... then back to the page where you started, then to another, then to the same one but you have to find the square that has a set of acronyms (which is short for I don't fucking know what that stands for). The acronyms are the worst because if you're cross referrencing the processes from two different groups they may use the same acronym for two different things. It's like winding your way through a bad Dr. Suess poem except you're filling out an insurance form while watching the math channel (though on second thought, the math channel might actually be more stimulating).

In the effort to try to get myself enthused with the project, I feed myself some bullshit, like: but this is all very exciting because we're dealing with processes that save or create millions of dollars in revenue... it's just enough to make me feel oooogy in my boots.... It just doesn't work.

Despite being unenthralled with the subject matter I seem to find my way through it, and get what needs to be done done.

I've decided that in the environment of the large corporation... Groups develop their own sets of acronyms the same way that people isolated on islands develop their own dialects. And the corporation (the body) is just that, it's a living organism which has major body parts or organs (groups) to carry out it's functions. Though lately the company is still recovering from the major shock of having our organs transplanted from a 3rd country donor. Not that there's anything wrong with the 3rd world.

Is there something wrong with me...?
Shouldn't I just be happy I have a job?
Shouldn't I be happy that I have a home?

What's worse is I have to work with a lot of people who seemingly enjoy and find great interest in what their doing? Maybe they're actually really good actors. I did start re-writing my resume again. But like so many others like me who are becoming disenchanted with working for a world that thinks it's okay to over-charge dual income households, because the chances are... they're working and too busy to complain about their bill over the phone. Or a culture that thinks it's okay to remove the source of income from the largest sector of society, then pray that business will be good because it will grow in foreign lands.

Begin with the marker-marker report,
If you don't have form A, go back to department F and request a smballah-malla,
But you must make sure that Item X has been entered into the system,
Don't you know you must have and itemized account in class ZXC-3- F in order to initiate that process...

On another note, I've noticed that I haven't been drinking lately which may explain the increased time I spend watching television. I've been thinking that for the most part, most humans need to have something that keeps them going. Until lately, television has done it's job in successfully numbing my senses and awing my intellect with the cavalcade of freaks in 'real folks' disguise.

Now, I've been shocked into political awareness out of the comfort and security of my apathy by current events and political commericials. And through it all I've become painfully aware that David Cross' I dunno faggot sector of society has reared it's ugly head into political prominence. I just received in the mail a flyer sponsored by public school teachers that tells me that classrooms will never be the same...because if the anti gay marriage law doesn't pass, they will teach my children about 'gay sex.' Well, I think, it's about time they were teaching someone about sex... maybe millions of women wouldn't have to quietly deal with the fact that they never had an orgasm because their husband or boyfriend didn't go down on them... or god forbid would have to learn how to have sex from a trashy magazine in the grocery store aisle way. If you don't learn about having sex then how can any one get pregnant properly and have to find themself marrying some ass-wipe jock and live as a painfully mis-matched couple well into your early thirties then suddenly realized that it's not going to work out go through a painful divorce. But then again, I'm just doing a little creative thinking here. I noticed that cover of this flyer features a suspicously Aryan looking little girl.

I wonder did the Nazi propagandists knew that if you made the sea of angry people look larger that it would frighten the middle class and the intelligensia into quiet submission.

Of course Jesus was white!

Why argue BBC? He looked like this.

Though I don't think that Christ would be such a paranoid isolationist.

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

God, is that what most people want?

eharmony is baloney...

They put these ads out with supposingly 'normal' looking heterosexual couples who offer their testimonies:

"I had just about given hope..."
"I couldn't believe that we had all the same desires and hopes and dreams."
"I was looking for someone who was just like me."

"I just knew that she was out there."

I can't help but think... that's what I was looking for in a partner when I was... eighteen. Well, if it works for them... so be it.

I'd like to re-work the eHarmony commercial... so it would read something like this:

MAN: Someone with a Ron Jeremyesque sort of appeal
WOMAN: Neurotic, macrobiotic "Log Lady" in the making

"I'd about had it with dating prick after prick."
"I really couldn't understand why all these women were telling me that I had a problem. Look at me, do I look like I have a problem?"
"They would always tell me I had an eating disorder, a personality disorder... some kind of disorder"

"She's the one with the _ _ _ _ing problem!"
"It really doesn't matter anymore. I live for my cats Juliette and Sweetie."
"I felt that I just couldn't find the kind of woman who was ideal for me. Someone who would accept ME for who I am. I mean look at me."

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Your license comes from who you are

I've always thought that black male comedians have much more lee-way when it comes to their comedy than say... a white guy. I think a black comedian might be able to get away with a really bad Laci Peterson joke.

Somehow, it seems that even men have more license than women. I think women have to be much more artful about how they portray themselves and how they touch the audience's nerve.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Please separate your church from OUR state

I heard the spokesperson for the “Pray for the Election” organization state today say “Separation of church and state was meant to keep the state out of the church not the church out of the state.” Someone help us?!@ It sure won’t be god. Keep religion out of law and politics.


In answer to the prayer-man's assertion:

Pretty funny... the picture at least:

Good management

I used to hear all this baloney about good leaders making good teams when I first started working in a business environment, maybe it was because I didn't feel that the people delivering the seminars on these leadership trainings were sincere, or I just didn't buy what they were saying. But I have to say despite the initial reticence I had in working with the Village People team, this team is by far one of the best teams I have worked with at this company. They seem to understand the importance of motivating each other as well as being supportive without enabling team mates. I don't really feel inspired by my environment or what I'm doing here, but I do feel good about working with this group.

Sunday, October 17, 2004

Measures up in Oregon

I have to wonder if other stands have as interesting a line up as Oregon does when it comes to a line up for the ballot. This is what makes Oregon unique, the citizens will vote for a medical marajuana bill an environmental protection bill as well as ban on gay marriage.

Measure 33

Measure 34

Measure 35

Measure 36


Just caught some blond bimbo on the e-channel (the eCourtroom girl)saying, they should build courtrooms big enough so that the who community could fit into them...
Really, I think they used to call these places public squares (where executions took place).

Came across this site which features a picture of Anne Coulter having her picture taken over Sen. Joe McCarthy's headstone. Where's the champagne flute... really, I think Anne would look quite lovely in a Nazi Fraulein Farbissina Outfit... with Carl Rove's fat baby lips kissing her leather boots.

If only McCarthy had not railed on Hollywood so hard (how foolish), they wouldn't be screaming McCarthyism in alarm so loudly whenever ever anyone like Coulter accused someone of treason. In a sense, McCarthy's persecution of folks in th entertainment industry left a legacy of distrust in the entertainment industry for government control. Maybe, too the whole McCarthy fiasco left a generation of Americans a littled jaded about giving government ultimate power to weed out 'it's enemies.' More, people have come to see people like McCarthy as caricatures of paranoid and domineering little freaks which delusions of grandeur.

News Clippings... or Droppings

You want us to do what?!

I just watched a Republican Rep from South Carolina insist that this is the reason why we must pass the bill to add funding to the war. It sounds terribly suspicious to me... like a set up?

Rep. Bennie Thompson, a Mississippi Democrat who was called by some of the soldiers' relatives, called for a congressional inquiry into the soldiers' complaints and how they are being treated.
"President Bush and his administration have taken the position that the troops are well-armored," Thompson said. "However, this is a prime example of how out of touch this administration is with the needs of our troops."

Some of the troops' concerns were being addressed, military officials said. But a coalition spokesman in Baghdad noted that "a small number of the soldiers involved chose to express their concerns in an inappropriate manner, causing a temporary breakdown in discipline."

McCook said her husband did not feel comfortable taking his soldiers on another trip.
"He told me that three of the vehicles they were to use were 'deadlines' ... not safe to go in a hotbed like that," she said, The Clarion-Ledger reported.

Kerry Inserts Foot Into Mouth... or at least he should have before opening it:
I thought it was a cheap shot to bring up the Cheney chick, but look at what this election has reduced everyone to.

In response, Lynne Cheney said that it reveals John Kerry as someone who is basically, "...not a nice person." Mr. Cheney has said that this is a man who will do anything, say anything in order to get himself elected. This example seems to bear that out.

America, FUCK Yeah!
Why are Parker and Stone so good an expressing everything I've ever thought about this country.

Stone: I think that when Trey wrote "America! F -- , Yeah!" -- that song? That, to me, encapsulates it. We could talk for hours about America's overzealous stance overseas, but there's also, you know, "America! F -- , Yeah! " too. And somehow that song encapsulates an hourlong conversation. When people ask me, "What's your attitude about America?" I think of Trey's song. That's the perfect way to put it. It's awesome, and you have to admit it's also a little cheesily testosterone-driven at the same time ...

Sean Penn is Retarded in Real Life Too!

We read the memo posted on the Drudge Report the other day and thought that Penn was only further illustrating Parker and Stone's point. That and the fact that he didn't have a complete grasp on how to write in English correctly or effectively. Sean Penn is a satirist's dream come true! Cheers to Trey and Matt because like the beloved wiseasses you sat in the back of high school health class and made fun of the PE teacher because they didn't really understand human anatomy, they've pointed out yet again that the Media, celebrities, politicians and the whole lot are fighting over the votes and attention from the lowest common denominator and in the process they end up talking down to the rest of us. Wow, sounds a lot like teaching in an American Public School.

Parker: I mean, I just don't understand. If he really is pissed, why would he do us that huge of a favor? I mean, seriously, there is nothing he could've done to help this movie more.

Saturday, October 16, 2004

Language Primers

I was browsing through the BBC website and found some pretty good foreign language primers. The BBC website really rules overall. I was quite impressed with their link to history resources.

I have been looking for a language primer on beginning Japanese, namely, a site that has examples of phrases that included audio files:

I did find a cute site that uses little blips in Flash to help with easy/beginning phrases:
Here's another with basic phrases:

Is it unpatriotic of me to like Madelines?

After all they are French. I had to break out my new silicone madeline pan today (it's been in my cabinet of baking supplies untouched in the wrapper for over a year now), and I forgot to buy a lemon at the store. So I took the epicurious recipe and used Almond extract instead. Instead of regular granulated sugar, I used the super-fine bakers sugar and the result was the lightest and fluffiest madeline I've had to date.

2 large eggs
3/4 c. super-fine bakers sugar
1 1/2 tsp pure almond extract
1 c flour
10 tbsp unsalted butter, melted but cooled
Powdered sugar

With an electric mixer on low speed, beat the eggs and the sugar until well combined and slightly frothy. Add the almond extract and flour beat shortly until combined. With the mixer running drizzle the melted butter into the batter and until combined. Butter and flour the madeline mold. Fill each mold with about 1 tbsp of the batter. Bake at 375 for 18 minutes or until the cookies are puffy and lightly brown.

Cool and dust with powdered sugar. (Made about 28)

Geez, can you believe what a dumbass Sean Penn is? He actually responded publicly in a Memo to Trey Parker and Matt Stone.

Friday, October 15, 2004

Tired of Spin?

GO here:

"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." --Edmund Burke

Today, it seems we live in a country that's more polarized by political issues than ever before. I suppose I would have stood by such an aphorism blindly even a few weeks ago in speaking out on my political views. However, in the past few weeks I've become increasingly disturbed by the dangerously polarized nature of the political atmosphere in this country today.

The media places far too much attention on the undecided. I am beginning to think that the undecided are as real as Amazons. Today, each side of any of the morally-charged political issue up for vote could insist that the above quote by Burke was true. And they could insist that not acting politically to insure the dominance or even survival of their political views (religious beliefs) allows the other side (which more often than not, they consider .

Being obsessed or at the very least reverent of the past, I often think that I am fortunate to be alive at this point in time. I have choices that I would not even be able to entertain if I were alive half a century ago. I can make choices regarding my life, thinking, and career that were not socially acceptable half a century ago. I can read about, think, discuss, and write about any subject I chose. I can use my own intellect and judgement to discern what I want to believe and what I don't. I do not have to listen or follow the dictates of any body of belief or other individual than myself. I am confident that I can make choices that suit me. I can live in our society and help it prosper by contributing what I can. I can simply be happy if I choose to be. I appreciate that others even those I disagree with have the right to say and believe as I do. I think that in this country we are raised to believe the erroneous belief that our own viewpoints should be shared by others.

It's neither politically correct nor democratic to admit that one fears the majority. It's definitely not politically correct to admit that one fears the stupidity of the masses, and it certainly will not win any converts to my opinions, but alas, I have to finally admit that while I've spent most of my life wishing that I could find security in knowing that my beliefs are shared by others, I should simply be grateful that I can believe as I do.

"When the people fear the government, you have tyranny. When the government fears the people, you have freedom." - Thomas Paine

Thursday, October 14, 2004

Sorry, Otto. No more rich Italian cusine for you.

Ahhhhhrg... I had to fork another 90 bucks at the animal clinic because Dr. Otto had another vomitting fit last night, despite the boiled chicken and rice diet the vet put him on. I was told that even feeding him a fourth of his normal portion may have been too much for his stomach's delicate condition. The Vet's guessing that Otto's tummy troubles stem from the night he sneaked on the table and scarfed a large portion of the baked Penne with Vodka sauce while no one was looking. Okay, so my dog has bad manners, it only figures with me as his primary role model. In any case, the rich nature of the sauce, cheese and spices in the sausage probably gave him a mild case of pancreatitis, which even in a mild state must suck because he decided this morning that he would not even allow water to be brought near him. To counter his resistance the vet gave him a large dose of fluids injected subcutaneously. His orders: NO FOOD OR WATER GIVEN ORALLY FOR 24 HOURS. AFTER 24 HOURS PERSCRIPTION FOOD TO BE GIVEN IN VERY SMALL PORTIONS EVERY FEW HOURS.

Within the last hour or so, I've seen the little guy looking around for his misplaced food and water dish... and also sniffing the floor in search of any tidbits to eat. NO LUCK PAL. Oh well, at least he's hungry which means he's getting better.

I love what Trey Parker said in an interview on 60 Minutes tonight...
Children have to learn how to be functioning members of society. We cannot rely on their innocence to lead us or shape how we view things. Maybe innocence has value when you're dealing with issues of the heart, but then again experience only makes you stronger. Innocence and inexperience aren't really helpful when it comes to dealing with real life dilemmas, threats, or issues... take the outcome of the Children's Crusades for example. See what's possible when people can't read or think for themselves.

"It's real dialogue for us, but kids. There's a philosophical underpinning that makes 'South Park' different than other shows, which is kids have to be taught to be good people. That we're not naturally born good people. That society actually makes us better," says Stone. "Kids are naturally born egotistical, self-centered, greedy. And they need to be taught to live with other people." "We grew up around all these hippies, just going, you know, 'Society's so messed up, man. And our only hope is like the innocence and the purity of the child,'" adds Parker. "And it's like, 'No, dude, you got it backwards, you know?' It's like our only hope is society, really." - Trey Parker.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Freekshow... pass the Zingo.

Remember, it's a free country.

BIGOTS WHO CAN'T SPELL MUSLIM: (From posting on United Sportsmen of America)

After this demonic horror in Russia against school kids & other innocents, I hate all Muzlims. Until ALL the leaders of this retarded ape cult completely condemns the evil of their cult, they must all be considered complicit & the enemy of all good people. to hell with em all. Im profiling.

Now, that's put intelligently...

You speakum TRUTH Nuge! This, contrary to what many in the media would have us believe, is a RELIGIOUS war, and won't be "won" until that fact is acknowledged and dealt with.
-------------------------------------------Hunt hard,Kill swiftly,Waste nothing,Offer no apologies.


If you owned a billboard where all liberals had to drive by, what would it say on Nov. 3rd?Posted on 09/25/2004 10:33:17 PM PDT by Tenacious0I'd have a picture of W flipping the bird. The caption would read, "Select This!" Any photoshop experts out there?


“They [liberals] are painfully self-righteous, they have fantastic hatreds, and they could not see the other fellow’s position if you prodded them with white-hot pokers.” (p. 26)

Really, I thought that you might have that problem as well. If I'm considered a liberal, why am I even bothering to go to conservative sites to read other people's points of view. Of course, I'm posting some of the more ridiculous ones here, but what the hell, there is a conservative or someone of a similar ilk posting what he (or she) deems just as ludicrous from their point of view. So be it. It's still a free country. Hopefully, it will stay that way.

I know it's a parody and not actually meant for children to read, but it's still pretty entertaining.

Alice knows that abortion is a terrible sin,
That a woman’s choice is whether or not to let him in.
Alice thinks she knows what the problem really is,
That Planned Parenthood is a billion-dollar biz.

Why won't Otto eat?

My poor pup has been refusing food and water. I'm taking him to the vet today in a few mintues. He did drink about a half tea-cup full of water and eat a few bits of a chicken flavored cookie, but he's pretty much won't take in anything. He seems fairly okay, as he still runs around and barks and squeeks as usually, but then he slows down and he seems to have a tired look in his eye.

We woke up at 4AM a two nights ago because he was vomitting. I thought it was because he'd stolen a piece of paper towel from the garbage. I got most of it away from him but the little devil of course snatched a small piece the size of a quarter and swallowed it.

So I've been working from home on a training plan for work until the vet appointment I've secure, but I have not access to the company intranet. It's kind of nice working in isolation without being hassled by the barrage of e-mails I get each day.

My mother called me this morning to check on O's progress. She asked me if I watched the PBS documentary on the presidential candidates, and I replied that I did. I am becoming more and more convinced that the President's power comes completely from the extremely competent and dogged machine that surrounds him. This frightens me a bit because it's clear that they will use every trick they can find in the 'Book of Slander' to defeat their enemy. They tacitly support groups such as the Swift Vote..I mean Boat campaign. As I've noted before, they clearly screen the audiences to their affairs to create an atmosphere of 'exuberant' idolatry surrounding the President. They do not make too many public (and therefore unmanageable) appearances and they launch far more press conferences to counter the debates compared to the opposition's campaign because after all it's all in the spin. And this party has mastered the art of spin like no other. There's something eerily NAZI-like about all of this. Of course, if anyone had a brain who reads this, they'd understand that I'm not calling the president a NAZI. Though I can help but imagine Goebbels would be applauding from his grave. Still that would be as unfair a comparison as comparing the US position in Iraq to that of the Allies during WWII.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Screw Spin. I’ve had so much I just want to puke

The company customarily sends out propaganda of where were at and lately they've been focusing mainly on the positive spin on the culture and values rather than some of the errors in judgement made on major business ventures that have failed.

I’ve been thinking lately of my own less than pleasant experiences in this place and it led me to believe that there are some very medieval ways of running a business that we simply just take as gospel. Still, I’m convinced that there are better ways of doing things, for now I have the following counter-ideas to muse over and take apart.

How NOT to grow your business or organization

1.) Treat your employees like helpless children
2.) Focus only on the bottom-line
3.) Stay on the tried and true path
4.) Hire people who are just like you.

Monday, October 11, 2004


I am having such a terrible time focusing on work this morning. I walked into my cubicle in a sour mood. The surrounding noise, folks on teleconference, aisle-way conversations, even the whirring of my laptop was getting to me. I feel a slight buzzing that’s sure to progress into a mild migraine by the end of the day. Now, I can't explain why I was so sensitive and cranky other than the customary Monday morning hangover. I don’t drink on Sundays, it’s just that I’m so intoxicated and estatic to be at home on the weekend and engulfed in whatever is going on or NOT going on at home. When I am at home I am in a different space or dimension. I feel extremely protective of this space and have begun to see any encroachment upon work time into this sanctuary as extremely distasteful, and I resist it accordingly.

The only think that seemed to calm me down this morning was to put on my headsets and listen to my CD of Biwa and Koto music…. Shit, it looks like I have an additional meeting scheduled that I hadn’t planned for. I suppose the anxiety that comes up with the ‘catch-up’ time is the price I have to pay to keeping my sanctuary holy.

Sunday, October 10, 2004

Birthday Gift - Exotic Spice Rack

I've decided to give a gift to a friend. This might be a good idea for a gift from one cook to another - Provide a set of special spice packets and labled spice containers. For each spice you're giving include a recipe using this spice/herb. The more exotic the spice/herb, the cooler the gift... as long as you're not using pituary gland of civet.

Here's the recipe I included with a packet of celery seed:
Oven fried Chicken
3 c. cornflakes crushed in a ziploc bag
1 c. flour
1 1/2 tsp celery seed
1 tbsp thyme
1 tsp cayenne pepper
1 1/2 tsp garlic salt
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp pepper

2 c. buttermilk
1 fryer chicken, cut into 8 pieces

In a large ziploc bag place the chicken and pour buttermilk. Allow to sit in the refrigerator overnight.

Next day: Set the oven at 375 degrees. Mix all the dry ingredients to make the breading. Remove the chicken pieces from the ziploc bag and coat each piece well with the breading. Place the chicken pieces on a foil covered baking pan sprayed with non-stick cooking spray. Bake in the oven for 25 minutes and turn each piece over. Bake for an additional 20 minutes.

Saturday, October 09, 2004

Spice Rubbed Chicken with Apples

I based this off a recipe on epicurious.

One 3-4 lb roasting chicken

1 tbsp cumin
1/2 tbsp cinnamon
1/2 tbsp allspice
1/4 tsp ground ginger
1/4 tsp cayenne pepper
1/4 tsp freshly ground black pepper
1 tsp sea salt

2 tbsp olive oil or Canola spray
2 large sour apples (Granny Smith) chopped into 1 inch pieces
1 large shallot cut into eighths
1/2 medium onion cut into eights
1 tsp malt vinegar
1 tbsp honey

Wash and pat chicken dry. Mix the rub spices. Cover the chicken with the oil or spray with the canola oil spray. Rub the chicken thouroghly with the spices inside and out. Stuff the cavity of the chicken until packed with the chopped apple, shallot and onion.

Bake the chicken in a 350 F degree oven for 50-60 minutes on a rack over a baking pan. Baste occasionally with the drippings. Remove chicken and slice all the way through to the bone in between the breast bone and the wing to insure that the chicken is cooked.

Remove the apples, shallots and onions from the cavity. In a thick pan pour 2 tbsp of the chicken drippings and add the stuffing with 1 additional cup of chopped apples. Cook over low-medium heat until apples are cooked. Add malt vinegar, honey and salt and pepper to taste.

Serve the cooked apple as a relish with the chicken.

Rest of menu:

  • Spinach salad with honey & basalmic vinegrette
  • Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes
  • Steamed Sliced Beets sauted with carmellized onions
  • French Vanilla Ice Cream with Morello Cherries and Cinnamon Shortbread Cookie

Friday, October 08, 2004

That's what I heard Cheney say during the debate the other day instead of
He was of course referring to

By the way is a great resource. It's about time, and I wish I'd come upon this earlier. I've about had it with ALL political advertisements on the television. Every channel runs ads on all issues, measures, and candidates, and the majority of the ads set a bad spin on the opposition. You can't escape even one commercial break without having to watch/listen to some negative comment. The media has cursed us by running pieces emphasizing that negative ads have a lasting impact on the public. Many of the ads try to push viewpoints on measures out using 'surprising' proponents and spokes people:

***John Kerry is mocking the sacrifices made (in Vietnam) by our dead husbands***
***We're gay and we don't need to be married - We have plenty of health-care benefits - One man/One Woman*** (I want to counter these signs with one that simply says One Donkey/One Midget)

***It's okay to cut down trees it means 1 billion dollars in income for the state***

***Cutting down trees is bad, it threatens the water supply for 1 out of 10 families in the state***
***Insurance companies who have everything to gain put out the ads you've seen supporting this measure***

Ahhhhhhhrg! MAKE IT STOP!

All of it adds to the pollution on the tube. I just want to watch Entertainment Tonight in peace!

On another note, I am glad that more people including myself are taking the time to be more politically aware and active, regardless of their stance. The apathy that came with the 90's is dead, and that is comforting.

Wednesday, October 06, 2004

Trolls don't read books

Remember those Scholastic News flyers the teacher used to pass out on Friday afternoons because she (or he) was sick of teaching?

In kindergarten the text might read something like: "George Bush makes law." "The camel has two humps."

As the grade level goes up so does the complexity of the text. Then suddenly in the sixth grade they pass out copies of USA Today.


The Reps seem to want to paint a rosier picture of our economy. I can't help but think... they expect us to be smoking something to stomach their view of the state of our economy... or to accept their overall picture of reality. Is it me or are they painting an alternate view of the way things are?

Maybe they think that we're willing to sacrifice our jobs and hard earned dollars simply for the sake of keeping us safe? Safe?!

After all we can all get jobs selling crap on eBay.

And Saddam may not have had weapons of mass 'disruption,' but he was probably going to build them anyway.

And we should teach our teenagers to practice abstinence (just like Brittany) instead of teaching them what a damn condom is and how to use one... because they will of course abstain. Why don't they just hand out cat o nine tails with the kotex kits they pass out in the sixth grade. Wait thanks to all the hormones in our food they've started passing the kits out in the fourth grade. If they allow the schools to pass them out at all.

I'm at the point where my head feels like exploding just because... they have the gall to use logic akin to that used by witch-drowning Pilgrims.

But then again I'm beginning to believe (so be it if they call me mental or paranoid) that it's all part of the conservatives' grand plot by the : Let's say something so stupid that the opposition's heads will just implode from astonishmnent... the sheep will swallow it all anyway.

How dumb do they think we are?!

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

Phobic about speaking in meetings

Speaking of monsters, today I felt my fear of public speaking looming over me like a taunting bully... I just got finished talking in a teleconference and I feel like a total toad. I'm dealing with subject matter completely alien to me. I've taken a few background trainings to get to speed with what everyone is talking about and looked up the definitions of dozens and dozens of acronyms, but I'm still trying to make sense of the jumble. Visio charts, Excel Spreadsheets, Project Plans, Case Scenarios. I use all of them as Egyptologists used the Rosetta Stone to figure out what the fuck is going on. I'm getting there, but I still don't feel confident enough or as confident as I would like to feel. People have given me advice and said that I should lie about understanding the project, and I just cannot take this advice.

Of course, I probably did okay but I felt myself doing a total Bob Newheart, and at one point couldn't find the words I needed to express what I was going to say. I tried to introduce myself without sounding like I was babbling ....and I was interrupted by someone who curtly pointed out that I was not sharing anything in netmeeting. It may have been the mildly irritated tone of his voice that got to me, but I just felt my confidence drop. I always feel that in this corporate world, you're always expected to sound like you know what you're doing even when you don't. I have a problem with this because I feel like I'm lying.

Others suffer from this phobia, as I've discovered, and they too seek advice on how not to look like an ass.

And I found someone who has the very same fear gives some very good advice:

Someone suggested I join the Toastmasters group, but I don't feel comfortable talking with that group of people at least not here at work. The strange thing is, I feel more confident speaking in actual conference room meetings as opposed to teleconferences. Somehow just listening to the hanging silence on the phone gets to me more than a bunch of people staring at me.

Sunday, October 03, 2004

Vegas Vacation

Honestly, we would have never visited these places if we didn't have perhaps the best guide in Vegas. We visited a few places where no tourist should go unaccompanied by a Vegas native.

The Peppermill
Disney meets Disco Omega Man. This has got to be the last cool place in Vegas. Fare is decent but the decor is unspeakable.

Peppermill Coffee Shop
2985 Las Vegas Boulevard South
Las Vegas, Nevada 89109-1930
United States

Luv-it Custard:

Once you've tried it all other frozen desserts taste like they're made of skim milk and gelatin. Despite being dairy-challenged I ate an entire double serving. I don't know how to describe what it tasted like or the affect it had on me (while I was eating it) without being obscene. I cried after I ate the last spoonful.

Double Down Saloon: The Happiest Place on Earth
I think my barfly days are over and I'm cured. In fact, I think I inhaled enough second hand smoke during this vacation to cover the rest of my days on this world and then some. Half of the cigarette smoke I consumed during this three day vacation came from sitting this bar for about 30 minutes. Bras hang from the ceiling and the some of the signs on the wall read:
Ass Juice $2.00, Well Drinks and Bloody Mary's $3.00
I ->Heart<- Mormon Pussy
Bacon Martini $5.00

I didn't ask.

Komol Kitchen :
827 Las Vegas Blvd South
Las Vegas

This is best Thai food I've eaten in this country. Really, I thought that I'd been all Thai-ed out by some of the humdingers in or around Portland. I'd sit there stirring my fork in a humid and stale peanut sauce clearly made with Jiff and canned peppers thinking, does everyone here have fucking anasmia!? This stuff tastes like shit (literally). In contrast, Komol Kitchen beats most Northwest Thai restaurants. Their eight page menu carries the biggest variety of Thai dishes I've seen. Maybe everything tasted so divine because of the love and care invested in preparing the fresh, fresh ingredients. Here, you will not find dried pieces of kaffir lime leaves or galangal root floating in your food. The coconut soup or Tom Yum Kha set at medium heat sends one off on a transcendental or at least cleansing experience when eaten a top sticky jasmine rice. I was lucky enough to try the fried spinach and sweet potatoes with the restaurants freshly made hot mustard. Even their eggplant with garlic and blackbean sauce was incredible. And if you'd like you can order red rice with your meal. RED!
The prices are reasonable.

Vegas is a place where a sixteen year old girl can walk on the strip with FUCK YOU tatooed on the small of her back, or where people can shove inordinate amounts of Costco grade food in their gulllets. There's something about Vegas that shrinks my libido and appetite and makes me extra obsessive compulsive about washing, but at least in the few days we spent there we were able to see a Vegas apart from the stinky strip and eat outside of the substandard stuff-your-face buffet.

I think they should have a casino with the Seven Deadly Sins as the main theme. Though obviously Vegas is the House of the Seven Deadly Sins. Don't get me wrong, I believe, To Sin is Human, but this place is too much. Blech.