Saturday, December 9, 2017

Sweet Jane

I have been listening to an interesting series of BBC Radio 2 podcasts called Celluloid Jukebox.  In the series I am currently enjoying, the host details a history of 60 years of pop music in the movies.

I had quite forgotten how beautiful Margo Timmins voice is until the host played the Cowboy Junkies version of Sweet Jane which was featured on the soundtrack of Tarantino's Natural Born Killers.

And for you purists, here's a Lou Reed live version:

Thursday, December 7, 2017

The Incidental Gourmet

Thanks to DWT for the first recipe of this fun thread:


So. Dinner tonight is a new recipe - "Unintentional Lasagne"

First time I've made it, and most likely the last as well,

I HAD planned on stuffing cannelloni with spinach & ricotta, so I got set up for that. 

The canelloni had no cooking instructions, so I went online and found a supposed chef who said "boil 8 to 10 minutes until Al Dente. 

I looked at what he took out of the pot and Al Dente was not what I saw, so I decided to try six minutes. 

Should have been four.

So, here I am with a spinach & ricotta mix, ready to stuff into cannelloni with all the spine of a snail, or a Republican congressman.

After a vain attempt to stuff the first (and a few foul words, sigh)I had a brainstorm, complete with thunder, ouch. I cut the cannelloni lengthwise and it looked suspiciously like lasagna noodles (leaving me to wonder if the first lasagna was an accident as well)

I'd already poured some roasted garlic pasta sauce into the baking dish to act as a base for the now-spineless pasta, so I laid out the now cut cannelloni over that, with a layer of ricotta & spinach and proceeded from there.

At the top layer, however, I ran out. Of ricotta, sauce, and patience.

So, I added the remainder of a jar of Herdez medium salsa, some extra sharp cheddar and about 1/2 pouch of 4 cheese Mexican blend.

It's all in the oven now, and I'm about to go look. . .

Not nearly done.

So now it is a race between my appetite for unintentional Lasagne and my appetite for cheap port wine.

So far, the wine is winning, but it did, after all, have a big headstart, as I was sipping it the whole time I was mismanaging my dinner cooking chores.

Warning! My pride tells me - "ReRead this and check for spelling, typos, etc." My port wine tells me, "Just POST the damn thing"

I am posting

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Veteran's Day

Celebrating our heroes, past and present. Thank you for our freedom.


In Matt's last awesome post lewy alluded to all the arenas in which this political fight is being waged. This hit song caught my attention the first time I heard it a few days ago. Interesting. VERY interesting.

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

We need to slay the RINO

After Bill Clinton was elected in 1992 I was so disgusted with the political state of affairs that I started to go Republican Party meetings. Imagine my (lack of) surprise when I found that there was no Precinct Committee Officer for my precinct in Seattle. I was appointed to the position.

1994 was a minor year, politics wise. I remember getting an application to be a nominee for delegate to the state convention. I was thinking about it but the deadline had passed by the time I looked closely at the paperwork. My thought was that I snoozed so I loozed.

That year I officially ran for the position of Precinct Committee Officer. Seeing your name on the ballot in the voting booth is actually somewhat anti-climactic. If you have ever seen you name, then you have seen your name.

Come 1996 I was not going to miss out on the chance to be a state delegate. When the paperwork came in I immediately filled it out and sent it in. At the district caucus I found that I was one of about 53 people who had submitted the application by the deadline. Those people who had submitted applications were going to be given the opportunity to speak for a minute to introduce themselves. I announced my support for Alan Keyes and made the statement at the top of this blog, “We cannot sacrifice what is right for what is expedient.” I was the only person who received any kind of applause.

Alan Keyes (

Of course, though, we had to be fair to those who missed the deadline so the caucus was opened for nominations from the floor. At the head of the line was the chairman of the "34th District Republicans for Bob Dole." He had gone out and gotten pledges from people to support Dole. This guy stood up and was nominating people five, six, seven at a time. When others started getting tired of his tactic they tried to stop it, to which he gave us a lecture on how we were trying to block the democratic process. We did reach a compromise: he was only allowed to nominate three people at a time.

When all was said and done there were about 151 nominees for delegate to the state convention -- almost three times as many as had submitted their applications on time. There were so many nominees that we stopped having introductory statements by the candidates. I made up my mind that I would not vote for anyone whom I remembered as having been nominated by the Bob Dole pimp. (His main point about Dole was that "we owed it to him.")

I do not remember how many delegates our district was to send to the convention. I was selected as an alternate. I did not to go.

Politics is even scarier than making laws, which is Mark Twain said was scarier than making sausages. I was disheartened  by the process and did not run again in 1996.

How ludicrous is the process? At one Republican county convention, Dan Savage was one of the delegates. He was very vocal.

Dan Savage (

Another scary party of the process is the "secret ballot." Have you wondered why you get calls mainly from campaigns for people whom you would nominally support but not too many from the opposition? That is because one of the tools the political parties use is a printout that shows the voting trends of the people in an area. Do you vote mainly Republican? Mainly Democrat? Split between the parties? These printouts show it.

The system needs an overhaul. The American people did the unforgivable last year by voting for an outsider. Don't we know who are overlords are? How dare we!

We need to hang in there. Keep up the good fight. And keep the faith.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

What Would Happen If....

If you are a registered Republican or a registered Democrat, does your party actual represent YOU? Unless you own a pharmaceutical company, are a bankster or a Wall Street broker, have a cushy gubbermint/union job (or gubbermint/union retirement check), the answer is: probably not.

So...what would happen if all the cart-pullers registered Independent or Libertarian, and quit financing/supporting the Washington uni-party?

Think about it while I make the popcorn.

Monday, October 9, 2017

The Life of a Song

In August, 1985, the worst single-plane air disaster in history occurred when a Japan Air Lines 747 crashed after the failure of an improperly performed repair caused the tail section to break away from the plane in flight. The jet continued to fly about half an hour before it crashed, killing 520 of the 524 people on board. No one died until the plane crashed, so everyone on board knew what fate had in store for them.

Several people wrote notes of farewell to their loved ones. One man wrote a loving note to his wife and put it in his jacket pocket. That man was a beloved Japanese singer, best known for the song “Ue o Muite Arukō,” released on the Japanese label Toshiba in 1961. The song took a rather unusual journey after its release.

Friday, September 29, 2017

This Ain't Jeopardy, Alex

I'm a long time fan of quiz shows.  Jeopardy has been a favourite since my residency in NA although I mourn its obvious dumbing down.  The longest running (I think) quiz show in the UK is called University Challenge.  I was never able to answer a single question when I lived in the U.K.

I will now post an answer from University Challenge:

pi squared over 6

What is the question?

Sadly, I think they are also dumbing down UC as I was able to answer a whole two questions from this episode:

Monday, September 18, 2017

I'm tired

I must admit that I do not follow opposing views very closely. By that I mean that I do not go looking for them; they find me. Today I saw the latest issue of Newsweek. On the cover was a picture of President Trump with a helmet that had four stars on it. The headline: "Can Trump's generals save America, and the world, from Trump?"

Let's see now. Trump is having to deal with North Korea, to whom Bill Clinton gave nuclear weapons on a silver platter and is now threatening to blow up the world. Not far behind North Korea is Iran, to whom Obama gave nuclear weapons on a silver platter and is threatening to blow up Israel and whatever part of the rest of the world not blown up by North Korea.

But President Trump is the problem. As Maxine Waters said, "I'm afraid Trump will lead us into war if North Korea nukes us."

I saw a post of Facebook from a Seattle news station about the person shot, once, and killed in Georgia by a campus police officer. The headline included that the person shot did not use traditional pronouns such as "he" and "she," but rather "they," I guess because that is inclusive. One of the commenters said that society would be better off without police officers because all they do is go around shooting innocent people.

People whose entire lives have pretty much been lived in "safe spaces" are clamoring to to have safe spaces. You know, because the police who would save their sorry rear ends from violent thugs sometimes have to use violence to save their sorry rear ends from violent thugs.

The left had better hope that some modicum of civility remains. If it does not, if things go to hell in a hand basket, then the left will have to go up against people who did not get participation trophies, people who actually had to work for a living and face hardships face-on.

When that happens the left won't know what to do.