Dinner.

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Finally.  It just took much longer to cook than I had thought.  Having sliced the rutabaga, and broken the cauliflower down, I thought an half hour would do.  No?  An hour then, surely?  Nope.  Two hours.  And, really, closing on three, to get it edibly soft.  And I like a bit of bite in my veggies, so this wasn't taking them to even soft.  Just softened.

I won't complain.  The meal was very good.  I finished off the roast.  There is juice and veggies remaining.  I'll put that back in the bowl, cover it, and doing something with it tomorrow.  I am quite pleased with it.  I might grab another chuck roast, stick it in, add more cauliflower, tomorrow?  Maybe.  I was quite happy with that, and I'm not strictly a pot roast sort of guy.  It was the searing, and then watching the cooking closely.  Plus the right veggies.

Now to get a shower, and then some sleep.  I'll set the alarm, in order to attempt to wake earlier.  I have some things ready, in case some things happen.

Full?  Yes, but not too full?  Odd.  I love when I do that just right.

Sassy has been being fed through the night, and has enjoyed her food too.  Furry little burglar.  She didn't want any of my food, but certainly wanted hers, and got it.

Gaming, between this and that.  The goal of gaming is to memorize the steps, where to go, when.  What to (roughly) expect.  How to manage resources.  All in the hopes of getting through the game on middling, then difficult settings.  Further, on the most difficult settings, the game only allows ten hours to finish.  With puzzles to figure out, stronger foes, fewer and weaker resources.  I am not sure if they will add confusions to the gameplay, beyond, like scrambling routes, or adding steps to get things done that you have to figure out on the fly.  So that you have to literally know what to do, be able to hear the different steps in new "recordings", and then follow the different new or additional steps?  I'll find out.

Oh, I did find another video.  This doesn't ramble as much.  It lays out the xylitol program, from the horse's mouth, so to speak.  Now, I don't like that she seems to accept fluoride.  That doesn't even do anything good for teeth, at all.  That is, to dentists, what doctors suggesting a brand of cigarettes.  Base commercialism, only worse.  Tobacco is a product, fluoride is toxic waste.  They are literally advising you to be a chemical dump site, so big corpos don't have to pay what it really costs to get that stuff rendered safe for the environment.  If the world ever goes right, people will hang for that.  Companies will be bankrupted.  CEO's, other execs, and boards of companies, will go to prison, or just be executed for crimes against humanity.  I won't hold my breath.  Though I can hope.  Forgive them, sure, then hang them, publicly, air it on every channel at a time the most people are home to see it, and a few more times to make sure every gets a chance to see, understand.

Well, and strip their families of all the wealth they made off that.

Yes, a shower, then to bed.  Feeding Sassy one more time.  Good night.