Stumbling on.

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The chicken is curing.  I am not sure I would call it a true cure.  An overnight run just, I... then again, there might not be another good word for it.  Someone might suggest it as a marinade.  I see that as a fail, as I believe a marinade requires a liquid.  The chicken, in this case, while soaked in salted water, then rinsed of salt, is also patted dry before being seasoned again and placed in an airtight bag.  Yeah, I guess a short cure?  Tomorrow it will be cooked in fat, cooled, then stored in the fat.  I am telling you, that makes a fine meal when removed and the skin crisped.  I can't wait to see if the thighs are even better... more meat.

I've also been digging through here and there.  First to find this, then that.  A remote and a game controller.  To be honest, I didn't look all that closely, or correctly.  I... let the task take me into sorting, clearing, cleaning.  Much more to do, but I am pleased with the effort.  Perhaps it wasn't super, and I didn't come close to finishing it all.  But I dug in a goodly bit, even in my condition this day.  And I am still awake.  Perhaps a bit more tea, one of the more campy horrors, then on to bed.

I have divided the horror into various groups, putting a more mild one next to one that is supposed to be more severe, and stacking through in that pattern.  I only have a few that are supposed to be intense.  The first of those has been seen and it was considered lame.  It's depiction of some things was accurate.  It was just so campy stupid that it just had no bite.  I have seen, in dreams and visions, masses of the dead and dying, victims of many things.  Festering wounds, depravity among those who remain when all the horsemen ride, and many other things.  Those things do not bother me.  Most will have chosen their path.  By the way, when Jesus suggested that the meek shall inherit the earth, do you think that was a blessing?  *wink*  So many think such strange thoughts.  Now, maybe, just... think on it.  Think about what context that is in, who the meek are, and when they would inherit the earth.  Before or after massive ascension?  Oh... and if you are here when the riders ride, and aren't bedraggled from being hunted as a true Christian, I'd be looking for a different faith, or really just keeping a solid eye and ear out for Christ.

Perhaps another show, or two.  I'm looking for some things.  I don't know what, might not find it.  As I mentioned, Supernatural has in the past had some interesting notions.  Quite a few notions that I have had to consider.  While it is often drama and fluff, they have some writers who have serious chops in these areas or did serious research... going places most modern seculars would greatly fear.  I might have to see if the season I didn't see... or two now?  is available.  They are real punks about putting it out though, like not releasing for four to six months after the last airing?  Must be some contract thing?  Or just lazy about getting it done?  Well, I mean... they had one available, so I ordered it, then got something saying something like, 'oh, by the way, these aren't to be sent out for four months'.  So angry that they would offer it without any warning on the delay.

Well... on to something.  I wish I could do dishes, but my ribs are weirdly out of place, my back hurts, and... no.  I just won't, not now, not today.  I am hoping to do some other things tomorrow.  I did call Eddie Bauer and contacted someone who did the right things.  I now have that printed and should be able to get everything in tomorrow.  If I can make it.  Ugh.  Brutal.  Maybe a little light horror will unlock the relax button.  Sometimes it actually does.  The darkness was home.  The light is now the path, but I know the other better.  I suppose there is a reason for Him to call things from there.  Welp!  Later.