Well this little dude just wrecked the shit out of that plan...
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Watership down
Lots of rabbits out last night. Shared footprints in the first snow fall. Whimsical is all that comes to mind, both in physical description and feeling.
Today was top notch. Spent the morning trapped in my house with a french press and hundreds of vinyl records. The snow prevented me from driving to work, which was fine by me.
For lunch I steamed the largest golden beet I have ever seen. I was a bit disappointed to see it go, but that passed as soon as I ate it. I love beets. Especially sour beets. Love. Furthermore makes a Belgian beer out of fermented golden beets: Thermal Reefer. Top notch.
After lunch I went to Eyeopia to look at glasses. Eyeopia is this tiny local glasses boutique a few blocks away. So I laced up the boots and trudged out. Most amazing glasses experience I've ever had. They sit you down and pick out 20 or so glasses that they like on you while you drink hot cider. Then you look at what they picked out in the mirror and narrow it down. They even get other customers involved. Once you narrow it down, you can get your picture taken with the glasses on. They won't let you buy anything that day, though. You have to think about it for a week or so. Brilliant.
Came home and did two hours of yoga in an empty apartment. Perfect. Been doing a lot of yoga lately. It's really helped to clear my mind and has increased my flexibility tremendously. I've been far less achy in the mornings and have a lot more energy too. Then I ate a bunch of Kale with a bit of sea salt and washed it down with a hearty glass of kombucha (and a shot of bourbon). Add to that the Imperial stout I just had and things are shaping up to be a perfect evening.
Today was top notch. Spent the morning trapped in my house with a french press and hundreds of vinyl records. The snow prevented me from driving to work, which was fine by me.
For lunch I steamed the largest golden beet I have ever seen. I was a bit disappointed to see it go, but that passed as soon as I ate it. I love beets. Especially sour beets. Love. Furthermore makes a Belgian beer out of fermented golden beets: Thermal Reefer. Top notch.
After lunch I went to Eyeopia to look at glasses. Eyeopia is this tiny local glasses boutique a few blocks away. So I laced up the boots and trudged out. Most amazing glasses experience I've ever had. They sit you down and pick out 20 or so glasses that they like on you while you drink hot cider. Then you look at what they picked out in the mirror and narrow it down. They even get other customers involved. Once you narrow it down, you can get your picture taken with the glasses on. They won't let you buy anything that day, though. You have to think about it for a week or so. Brilliant.
Came home and did two hours of yoga in an empty apartment. Perfect. Been doing a lot of yoga lately. It's really helped to clear my mind and has increased my flexibility tremendously. I've been far less achy in the mornings and have a lot more energy too. Then I ate a bunch of Kale with a bit of sea salt and washed it down with a hearty glass of kombucha (and a shot of bourbon). Add to that the Imperial stout I just had and things are shaping up to be a perfect evening.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Shaving
I moved the Battle of Antietam into 2nd place for bloodiest single-day battle fought on American soil after shaving this morning. Fuck I hate shaving.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
December 1st
So here it is, December.
Haven't talked toher in over a month.
She said this would be the soonest she'd talk to me, December.
Kinda weird not talking to someone,
Someone you spent close quarters with for two years.
I'm not going to callher.
Made some bread tonight,
I think tonight was a fine night.
Here's to the rest of December.
Haven't talked to
Kinda weird not talking to someone,
Someone you spent close quarters with for two years.
I'm not going to call
Made some bread tonight,
I think tonight was a fine night.
Here's to the rest of December.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
North
So tomorrow I head home for Thanksgiving. I'm more excited to see my parents more than anything. I've never really got behind the gluttony of Thanksgiving, at least in the eating sense. I'll probably do Yoga, read, and hang with ma and pop.
Taking a step back, I was particularly excited to go to work today. Not so much because of the mysteries of science that await me but the food that I was bringing in for co-workers. Lately I've been cultivating my sourdough starter, Lucinda. Yes, her name is Lucinda. I figure anything I have to feed twice a day deserves at least a name. She's about 2 months old and I think she's really hitting her stride. Plus I've been trying a bunch of new bread baking techniques combined with my own experimentation.
So I wake up at 4:45am like a kid eager to open his presents, setting the oven to 500ºF to bake the two loaves I've been proofing the last two days. All in all, I think the loaves turned out pretty well. I still think there is a bunch that I can improve on, which is a good problem for me to have. My co-workers on the other hand ate that shit up. Loved it. It is a good feeling to have something you worked really hard on appreciated that much. A much needed feeling.
I also brought in a growler of the latest batch of kombucha I made. That did not go over as well, mostly because people were afraid that they would get "sick", despite my assurance that they would be fine. But some people did try it and really enjoyed it. Some even wanted some SCOBY to start brewing it themselves. Again, another warm swell of pride.
I'm sure my co-workers think I'm a nut for bringing in all this fermented food, but honestly, it's all science to me.
Taking a step back, I was particularly excited to go to work today. Not so much because of the mysteries of science that await me but the food that I was bringing in for co-workers. Lately I've been cultivating my sourdough starter, Lucinda. Yes, her name is Lucinda. I figure anything I have to feed twice a day deserves at least a name. She's about 2 months old and I think she's really hitting her stride. Plus I've been trying a bunch of new bread baking techniques combined with my own experimentation.
So I wake up at 4:45am like a kid eager to open his presents, setting the oven to 500ºF to bake the two loaves I've been proofing the last two days. All in all, I think the loaves turned out pretty well. I still think there is a bunch that I can improve on, which is a good problem for me to have. My co-workers on the other hand ate that shit up. Loved it. It is a good feeling to have something you worked really hard on appreciated that much. A much needed feeling.
I also brought in a growler of the latest batch of kombucha I made. That did not go over as well, mostly because people were afraid that they would get "sick", despite my assurance that they would be fine. But some people did try it and really enjoyed it. Some even wanted some SCOBY to start brewing it themselves. Again, another warm swell of pride.
I'm sure my co-workers think I'm a nut for bringing in all this fermented food, but honestly, it's all science to me.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Role Reversal
As I write this entry, I'm alone in my apartment. Been that way most of the day. I got a lot accomplished today: bottled my week old kombucha and started 3 more gallons, tried some new sourdough techniques, did yoga in addition to my normal workout. I feel satisfied. Still alone though. Weird. It hasn't been like this in almost two (2) years. Typically, I'd be the one not at home while my roommates were huddled in their respective domicile enclaves. Not today, not tonight. Both are at the homes of respective friends. Granted, I suppose I could be doing the same thing, but I feel I should stay in this moment. To embrace it; to fully take in how quickly life changes and the absolute uncertainty of it all. And that is the silver lining, anything is possible. Been at this game for nearly 28 years now and I can safely say it is still the best fucking game in town. So I'm just going to sit and take it in. Alone.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
P90X
A group of co-workers and I started the P90X routine this last week. Now, I'm sure the primary reason that they wanted to do it was to get into shape. However, I consider myself to be in decent shape so I wasn't sure why exactly I was cajoled into joining the group, particularly when there were plenty of others that wanted in, and space was limited. Huh.
At any rate, I guess MY primary motive for joining the group was to try something different (novelty) as well as having the camaraderie. I had only heard of P90X and wasn't exactly familiar with it. So I did a bit of research and watched a few videos. Basically, aside for Tony Horton being an absolute douche nozzle, I think the program is great from the perspective of helping the average joe, who lacks direction and motivation, to get into shape. It clearly lays out a work out routine and provides detailed instructions on how to perform all the exercises. Now, Tony isn't exactly reinventing the wheel. He just slaps dumbass names onto well established exercises and arranges them into an easy to follow program. I will admit though, the routines are pretty intense and I enjoy the challenge. The abs ripper program (affectionately renamed the ass ripper) is particularly challenging. I'm using this to supplement my current workout regimen and so far have really been enjoying it. All in all, I think this will be a good experiment.
On a lighter, stupider note, we are in discussions concerning a porn version of the program aptly titled P69XXX. We've hit some snags in storyboarding, but I think the stakeholders are on board with the project. The adopted core mantra/philosophy of P69XXX is centered on the "3 Gets": 1. Get money 2. Get fit 3. Get off.
Current listen, fucking love Polish heavy metal:
At any rate, I guess MY primary motive for joining the group was to try something different (novelty) as well as having the camaraderie. I had only heard of P90X and wasn't exactly familiar with it. So I did a bit of research and watched a few videos. Basically, aside for Tony Horton being an absolute douche nozzle, I think the program is great from the perspective of helping the average joe, who lacks direction and motivation, to get into shape. It clearly lays out a work out routine and provides detailed instructions on how to perform all the exercises. Now, Tony isn't exactly reinventing the wheel. He just slaps dumbass names onto well established exercises and arranges them into an easy to follow program. I will admit though, the routines are pretty intense and I enjoy the challenge. The abs ripper program (affectionately renamed the ass ripper) is particularly challenging. I'm using this to supplement my current workout regimen and so far have really been enjoying it. All in all, I think this will be a good experiment.
On a lighter, stupider note, we are in discussions concerning a porn version of the program aptly titled P69XXX. We've hit some snags in storyboarding, but I think the stakeholders are on board with the project. The adopted core mantra/philosophy of P69XXX is centered on the "3 Gets": 1. Get money 2. Get fit 3. Get off.
Current listen, fucking love Polish heavy metal:
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