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I did get most of the boxes broken down. Not just in the kitchen, but on into the living room. Not all of them, simply most of them. As well, while doing the boxes I started the liver dinner. Between this and that, I rounded out a mild be reasonable day of work. I'll do a quick check of what dishes could be added to the group in the last soak. It should be easy to wash, being fresh just from dinner tonight. And I might just push through to wash it all finally, rinse, then dry and put away.
How was the liver? You know? I think I did almost as good as my mother. Perhaps she used a specific type of liver, probably more onion, but the gravy and the cooking of the liver were spot on. I am still... needing practice. And, yet, I will say I think, if she still ate liver, she would be pleased with the meal. I was very happy with the liver from the butcher. Perfectly cut, as to thickness. Some of the pieces were a bit big, and next time I am going to ask if they can put that much in three packs. But, really, it was very good liver, cut perfectly, wrapped fresh, frozen quickly. No complaints, just some customization.
Oh, how did I cook it? Well... I began softly sauteing the onions. I had bacon fat in there from earlier. I was gentle but firm with the onions, getting them past translucent then on to a golden brown. I then removed those, and the fat. I just wasn't sure about cooking liver in pork fat. Just... no. Butter. I did dust the liver in actual flower. Then fried them at medium high for a minute on each side, delaying putting them in until the butter and pot were rightly heated. *sizzle* You know you have it with that. After the liver was cooked, I removed that, put the onions back in, added a bit of flour to thicken, as well as milk, then reduced and thinned with more milk, back and forth, until I had the consistency I liked. Then I added more milk, put the liver back in, put the lid on, turned off the heat, and let it steam and meld a bit. I only added a touch of salt at the table.
As far as I am concerned, I know how to do liver and onions, and would like to do that from time to time. If you only eat liver, heart, and other offal if available per animal, even if the liver offers three meals through a year, that is a good and right mix of foods for health, in my opinion. Neither waste nor gorge? Perhaps.
No laundry, not tonight. I am hoping to get to that tomorrow. As well, perhaps, more work in the kitchen. Nothing major. Simply a bit more neatening, perhaps the construction of the cart, and appointing objects to it. If I can clear the space I need for it. The taller wire shelf rack too, if I can make the space for it as well. It's not that difficult. It just takes time, focus, and some energy. I'll do what I can. I am pleased with the day. Good night.
Saturday, September 17, 2016
Interesting.
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The eggs in the mini-skillets were okay, perhaps good. I diced a teaspoon or two of onions for each, added a bit of cheddar, then in to a 350 F oven for... oh... seven or eight minutes? While I was working on the bacon. The dutch oven is actually, somehow, still in exceptionally good condition. Did I mention I felt compelled to use hot soapy water? That usually kills the seasoning. It doesn't seem to have dented it. Now, I had worked that up quite well, and for a while. And what was in it had initially been high-fat... a gravy... a very rich one. All good. I will be using it shortly to caramelize onions in prep for liver, gravy, and onion.
I have all of the dishes from today, so far, washed... if in a second soapy soak. I'll hit boxes in just a bit. Yeah. I know. Shush. When I am halfway through the boxes I will begin heating the dutch oven for the onions, which are already sliced. I'll be breaking down boxes until the onions and/or liver needs my attention, part to whole time. Who knows how much I can get done. If I do actually finish them? Sort of with dinner? Then I might hit a couple of loads of laundry. Yeah. I'll... do that.
It's not like I am tired. It isn't as if I am sore. Focus, mostly, I would say, is just a bit off. Not completely, just a bit. I lose track. Let's see if I can stay on track enough to do a nice big gulp of real work. I love it when I make it happen. Later.
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The eggs in the mini-skillets were okay, perhaps good. I diced a teaspoon or two of onions for each, added a bit of cheddar, then in to a 350 F oven for... oh... seven or eight minutes? While I was working on the bacon. The dutch oven is actually, somehow, still in exceptionally good condition. Did I mention I felt compelled to use hot soapy water? That usually kills the seasoning. It doesn't seem to have dented it. Now, I had worked that up quite well, and for a while. And what was in it had initially been high-fat... a gravy... a very rich one. All good. I will be using it shortly to caramelize onions in prep for liver, gravy, and onion.
I have all of the dishes from today, so far, washed... if in a second soapy soak. I'll hit boxes in just a bit. Yeah. I know. Shush. When I am halfway through the boxes I will begin heating the dutch oven for the onions, which are already sliced. I'll be breaking down boxes until the onions and/or liver needs my attention, part to whole time. Who knows how much I can get done. If I do actually finish them? Sort of with dinner? Then I might hit a couple of loads of laundry. Yeah. I'll... do that.
It's not like I am tired. It isn't as if I am sore. Focus, mostly, I would say, is just a bit off. Not completely, just a bit. I lose track. Let's see if I can stay on track enough to do a nice big gulp of real work. I love it when I make it happen. Later.
A movie, little else.
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So far? In hope. With hope?
I keep thinking to make something to eat. Eggs, bacon, something else? I have several tiny cast iron skillets, about 3"~3 1/2". I am thinking, with a small amount of butter, and a warm oven, they would poach an egg well enough. As to bacon, I could cook that in the cast duct oven I just cleaned... a good way to cook bacon, and a beginning of the seasoning process. After I cook the bacon and eggs, I may simply put the dutch oven into the still hot oven, and let it season for a bit. Liver is for this evening, if I can get to it.
While tinkering, I may begin tearing boxes down. I really would like to finish those this day. With those out of the way, I may begin removing other objects from that area... a chair I do not want, and some other things back in there. Some to be tossed, some to be sorted and placed in a more appropriate area, some perhaps to be reorganized in place. Where the boxes are I am hoping to find a few things that have otherwise seemingly gone missing. As well, that is where I wish to put up the large shelf, plus an area in which to place the mobile small appliance cart.
I would like to do a couple of loads of laundry. Though food and boxes are primary. Well, and collecting dishes and setting a hot soak for those, plus any dirtied through the meals today. To be finished this evening or tomorrow. Always more dishes. Not enough, solo, for a dishwasher... food would have to be rinsed off or would harden... and how long it would take to fill a dishwasher would vary, but truly take... a week? Worse, not all dishes, pots, pans, glasses, and utensils would take the same wash, so... Good for a bigger family, not wise for singles.
Well, I suppose, I should get to something. I hate wasting a day, or three. Less so when there seems nothing wrong, when I am not suffering. Is it exhaustion of some sort though, or is it just lack of focus? I guess I'll find out. Later.
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So far? In hope. With hope?
I keep thinking to make something to eat. Eggs, bacon, something else? I have several tiny cast iron skillets, about 3"~3 1/2". I am thinking, with a small amount of butter, and a warm oven, they would poach an egg well enough. As to bacon, I could cook that in the cast duct oven I just cleaned... a good way to cook bacon, and a beginning of the seasoning process. After I cook the bacon and eggs, I may simply put the dutch oven into the still hot oven, and let it season for a bit. Liver is for this evening, if I can get to it.
While tinkering, I may begin tearing boxes down. I really would like to finish those this day. With those out of the way, I may begin removing other objects from that area... a chair I do not want, and some other things back in there. Some to be tossed, some to be sorted and placed in a more appropriate area, some perhaps to be reorganized in place. Where the boxes are I am hoping to find a few things that have otherwise seemingly gone missing. As well, that is where I wish to put up the large shelf, plus an area in which to place the mobile small appliance cart.
I would like to do a couple of loads of laundry. Though food and boxes are primary. Well, and collecting dishes and setting a hot soak for those, plus any dirtied through the meals today. To be finished this evening or tomorrow. Always more dishes. Not enough, solo, for a dishwasher... food would have to be rinsed off or would harden... and how long it would take to fill a dishwasher would vary, but truly take... a week? Worse, not all dishes, pots, pans, glasses, and utensils would take the same wash, so... Good for a bigger family, not wise for singles.
Well, I suppose, I should get to something. I hate wasting a day, or three. Less so when there seems nothing wrong, when I am not suffering. Is it exhaustion of some sort though, or is it just lack of focus? I guess I'll find out. Later.
Sleeping late and not doing much.
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I am getting to bed early. Usually before 22:00, even as early as 20:00. I am still sleeping in. Less sun, shorter sun hours, the cool, plus pushing when I can. Maybe the sun is part of my battery recharge pack, even if I keep it locked out mostly. The light and warmth. All I know is waking has become a mess, a push. As always I will simply do what I can. I think it is time to turn the furnace back on, at least during the days. I need to program the thing so that it turns on, say, at 5:00, then turns to cool at 17:00? Something. If I leave the furnace go until bedtime, then try to shut it and myself down, it doesn't work all that well.
I need to be cool and cooling to sleep, compared to the day. I was able to use the fan last night, sans the ac. I would have turned the fan off, probably would have been better. Hmm... Perhaps I could use the ac on fan only. And that would allow me a sleep timer. Let it run for a few hours, if I forget to turn the furnace down early enough? That would work if my days and nights start shifting too much. The problem is, if I am warm, I may not be able to begin shutting down, bodily, for sleep.
No, not a lick more work was done yesterday. I am doing okay though. I am pretty ahead on things. I would like to hit boxes today. Maybe two loads of laundry beside the boxes... if I can get to anything. A shower would be nice, and maybe the cleaning of some socks. Hmm... I may look around for a laundry air-dry rack. The shower curtain bar is okay for a few things, but if I am going to be doing more of my clothes by hand... all my wool socks, some of the other winterwear items, I'll need more space. Being a people is a problem, being a giant can treble that or more.
Food? Ah, I pulled liver last night. A simple pan-fry, with onions. Nothing fancy, and a rare thing. Definitely on the good side, by my accounting. My mother didn't like much "country food". Rabbits to squirrel, nor any other wild game. Some fish and this and that were outside of her ability to consume. But this item she did enjoy. I am simply hoping I can cook it as well as my memory of her cooking. It's not all that difficult, but it does take paying attention. It's a delicate meat, onions can be a little picky, and the gravy needs to be just right. I am surprised venison didn't gain her ardor. It, sometimes, often, has a strong mineral flavor, much as liver. Nowhere near as strong... more as a spice in venison, versus a major component in liver. I will never understand all things. Though too, I know how people are, and act, is not all logic based, nor should it be I think. Wouldn't be people if you didn't feel, react, love for your own reasons, and such. Cherish that part, so long as you have the luxury of it. Get over it, at least for a while, should only manna be available to you. Perhaps a little birdy will whisper something more palatable into your life. It's happened before.
Well, on to waking. I turned the furnace up just a bit. Maybe that will help me more fully wake and act. Coffee should be done. Just doing half pots of that per morning, if I decide to have coffee. Hmm... I really need to get to the store. The eggs are old. And I need more than just meats. Plus I'd like to start experimenting with things. Homemade sauerkraut? A nice add to simple meats. Later.
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I am getting to bed early. Usually before 22:00, even as early as 20:00. I am still sleeping in. Less sun, shorter sun hours, the cool, plus pushing when I can. Maybe the sun is part of my battery recharge pack, even if I keep it locked out mostly. The light and warmth. All I know is waking has become a mess, a push. As always I will simply do what I can. I think it is time to turn the furnace back on, at least during the days. I need to program the thing so that it turns on, say, at 5:00, then turns to cool at 17:00? Something. If I leave the furnace go until bedtime, then try to shut it and myself down, it doesn't work all that well.
I need to be cool and cooling to sleep, compared to the day. I was able to use the fan last night, sans the ac. I would have turned the fan off, probably would have been better. Hmm... Perhaps I could use the ac on fan only. And that would allow me a sleep timer. Let it run for a few hours, if I forget to turn the furnace down early enough? That would work if my days and nights start shifting too much. The problem is, if I am warm, I may not be able to begin shutting down, bodily, for sleep.
No, not a lick more work was done yesterday. I am doing okay though. I am pretty ahead on things. I would like to hit boxes today. Maybe two loads of laundry beside the boxes... if I can get to anything. A shower would be nice, and maybe the cleaning of some socks. Hmm... I may look around for a laundry air-dry rack. The shower curtain bar is okay for a few things, but if I am going to be doing more of my clothes by hand... all my wool socks, some of the other winterwear items, I'll need more space. Being a people is a problem, being a giant can treble that or more.
Food? Ah, I pulled liver last night. A simple pan-fry, with onions. Nothing fancy, and a rare thing. Definitely on the good side, by my accounting. My mother didn't like much "country food". Rabbits to squirrel, nor any other wild game. Some fish and this and that were outside of her ability to consume. But this item she did enjoy. I am simply hoping I can cook it as well as my memory of her cooking. It's not all that difficult, but it does take paying attention. It's a delicate meat, onions can be a little picky, and the gravy needs to be just right. I am surprised venison didn't gain her ardor. It, sometimes, often, has a strong mineral flavor, much as liver. Nowhere near as strong... more as a spice in venison, versus a major component in liver. I will never understand all things. Though too, I know how people are, and act, is not all logic based, nor should it be I think. Wouldn't be people if you didn't feel, react, love for your own reasons, and such. Cherish that part, so long as you have the luxury of it. Get over it, at least for a while, should only manna be available to you. Perhaps a little birdy will whisper something more palatable into your life. It's happened before.
Well, on to waking. I turned the furnace up just a bit. Maybe that will help me more fully wake and act. Coffee should be done. Just doing half pots of that per morning, if I decide to have coffee. Hmm... I really need to get to the store. The eggs are old. And I need more than just meats. Plus I'd like to start experimenting with things. Homemade sauerkraut? A nice add to simple meats. Later.
Friday, September 16, 2016
Nothing, or... not things planned.
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I simply could not get going. I did finish the dishes, probably as mentioned. I found a cast pot that was in the back room, which needed work, and am nearly finished with it. As well, I cooked the lamb. Rather good. I made rice to go with it. Not a meal for every day. though I suspect I can figure out something to go with the lamb stew other than rice. I just didn't have anything else on hand and it was time to cook it. To be honest, I don't believe I will cure it again. Marinading it overnight in kefir, yogurt, or other such? Yeah. That was very tender meat. I pretty much just baked it. I tried several different temperatures, in an attempt to get the domed lid to act as a baster. I simply didn't get it right. Perhaps the yogurt was too dry. Though I did ad milk. Bleh. I would like to continue with the method, and find the tricks. Still, a pleasing meal, have no doubts.
I am not tired, I simply can't seem to focus. I watched a movie, and what else stated. I can't even say where the rest of the time went. I will rest this weekend, in the hope of bumrushing next week. I have much to do. I may hit the boxes, attempting to knock all of those out. I'm sticking, this next week, with rather plain meat meals, other than if I get to the store and obtain cabbage and cauliflower. I'd like to tinker with those as simple adds, or sides, to meat. Bread-like mechanics from cauliflower, to a potato substitute. I might even purchase enough cabbage to both use a head with various forms of beef, as well as attempting my first shot at homemade sauerkraut. Kefir water works well with that, helps it get going and go well.
Yeah, I'll hit boxes yet tonight. Perhaps have the last of the lamb stew and rice. maybe take a shower. Perhaps line up laundry. Some rest, eh? But I like it like that. I'd like to push on through. If I get the boxes finished, I can get the kitchen cart and taller wire rack set up and put to use. I love it when a plan comes together. Good afternoon.
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I simply could not get going. I did finish the dishes, probably as mentioned. I found a cast pot that was in the back room, which needed work, and am nearly finished with it. As well, I cooked the lamb. Rather good. I made rice to go with it. Not a meal for every day. though I suspect I can figure out something to go with the lamb stew other than rice. I just didn't have anything else on hand and it was time to cook it. To be honest, I don't believe I will cure it again. Marinading it overnight in kefir, yogurt, or other such? Yeah. That was very tender meat. I pretty much just baked it. I tried several different temperatures, in an attempt to get the domed lid to act as a baster. I simply didn't get it right. Perhaps the yogurt was too dry. Though I did ad milk. Bleh. I would like to continue with the method, and find the tricks. Still, a pleasing meal, have no doubts.
I am not tired, I simply can't seem to focus. I watched a movie, and what else stated. I can't even say where the rest of the time went. I will rest this weekend, in the hope of bumrushing next week. I have much to do. I may hit the boxes, attempting to knock all of those out. I'm sticking, this next week, with rather plain meat meals, other than if I get to the store and obtain cabbage and cauliflower. I'd like to tinker with those as simple adds, or sides, to meat. Bread-like mechanics from cauliflower, to a potato substitute. I might even purchase enough cabbage to both use a head with various forms of beef, as well as attempting my first shot at homemade sauerkraut. Kefir water works well with that, helps it get going and go well.
Yeah, I'll hit boxes yet tonight. Perhaps have the last of the lamb stew and rice. maybe take a shower. Perhaps line up laundry. Some rest, eh? But I like it like that. I'd like to push on through. If I get the boxes finished, I can get the kitchen cart and taller wire rack set up and put to use. I love it when a plan comes together. Good afternoon.
So difficult.
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I have completed the dishes, those in the wash and those drying... mostly. Eventually I will take care of those in the drainer. Should be easy, they are mostly utensils and such. Then I need to clean that last surface area. I may toss the strainer... I'm trying to figure out a way to do that task in a better way... or find a place to put the strainer between uses.
That is it though. I simply haven't been able to focus. A shower is needed. The shower is open, so there is that. Once the shower is finished, the rest is, usually, easy. Though there seems to be a bit much on the list. Definitely too much to do, too little time, and... It is a cool day though. I believe I will the list back a bit. The returns first, then shopping... if I need ice for the various coolers. Why shopping first, instead of 'snoop shopping'... finding sources for rarer items? I need what is on the shopping list more than I need potential sources. I am not certain I can do both projects, or fully. I would much rather have my shopping completed, then either go on or return, or even do some of the legwork on that project.
I honestly am hoping to find several cheeses of a more rare source. There is also a chance of finding miso starter... or... whatever it might be called. There are several types. All seem to be keto friendly. I would like to try each. As well, I would like to find a fish stock, base, or such, that isn't too salty. I have never heard back from the fishmonger. Who knows if they have anyone really working that contact form. Maybe that is just for complaints or such. I might give them a call today, actually. Hmm... fish heads for me but not for thee? What would you do with fish heads? I have a plan, myself. Yeah, they probably think I am crazy. Cheap? Curious? With a not so delicate appetite? Sure. I assure you, if my tastes are compared to all of the history of man? You are the one who will find that you are not eating sanely. Believe me, that is true. Even the grub of the poor was at least... nutritious. Wood pulp in things? Strange chemicals literally added? Artificial vitamins so you can, mostly, eat more of nothing? I'll take fish heads, for $100, Alex.
A call, then on to a shower and town. Maybe. If I can. Ugh! Gah! Well, and three or four other '!' worthy terms. Later.
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I have completed the dishes, those in the wash and those drying... mostly. Eventually I will take care of those in the drainer. Should be easy, they are mostly utensils and such. Then I need to clean that last surface area. I may toss the strainer... I'm trying to figure out a way to do that task in a better way... or find a place to put the strainer between uses.
That is it though. I simply haven't been able to focus. A shower is needed. The shower is open, so there is that. Once the shower is finished, the rest is, usually, easy. Though there seems to be a bit much on the list. Definitely too much to do, too little time, and... It is a cool day though. I believe I will the list back a bit. The returns first, then shopping... if I need ice for the various coolers. Why shopping first, instead of 'snoop shopping'... finding sources for rarer items? I need what is on the shopping list more than I need potential sources. I am not certain I can do both projects, or fully. I would much rather have my shopping completed, then either go on or return, or even do some of the legwork on that project.
I honestly am hoping to find several cheeses of a more rare source. There is also a chance of finding miso starter... or... whatever it might be called. There are several types. All seem to be keto friendly. I would like to try each. As well, I would like to find a fish stock, base, or such, that isn't too salty. I have never heard back from the fishmonger. Who knows if they have anyone really working that contact form. Maybe that is just for complaints or such. I might give them a call today, actually. Hmm... fish heads for me but not for thee? What would you do with fish heads? I have a plan, myself. Yeah, they probably think I am crazy. Cheap? Curious? With a not so delicate appetite? Sure. I assure you, if my tastes are compared to all of the history of man? You are the one who will find that you are not eating sanely. Believe me, that is true. Even the grub of the poor was at least... nutritious. Wood pulp in things? Strange chemicals literally added? Artificial vitamins so you can, mostly, eat more of nothing? I'll take fish heads, for $100, Alex.
A call, then on to a shower and town. Maybe. If I can. Ugh! Gah! Well, and three or four other '!' worthy terms. Later.
It's 7:00 already?
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Technically I woke at 5:30, 5:00 given the alarm is ticked an half hour over to getting me places on time. Not that it works, really. It's just the idea of ticking the thing in such a manner. I went to bed early too. Not sure why extra sleep was needed. Perhaps I did more yesterday than I thought. Though, some days, almost anything can kill my batteries. With the realization, too, that some days my batteries don't recharge fast. Sometimes one of those, or the other, or both, at various levels of failure. When both fail to their worst, I can be down for... a year one time, but weaks and months aren't uncommon. Hmm, until the meds improved my heart a bit. Seems I only go through weeks, mostly, months very rarely.
I did rinse the cured lamb meat before going to bed, then putting it in with the kefir enriched yogurt. I still haven't found a recipe. A project for today. The Joy of Cooking, 75th anniversary edition, should, if anything I have does, provide instruction. Yes, yes, I found it, if that wasn't difficult. And it is out and ready, has been for two days. I've simply, well, not gotten to it. Today.
What else today? Oh, well, dinner dishes. And a few more items I found. Not all dishes needing washed were used. Sometimes just sitting they end up in rough shape. The more I dig into things, the more I might find. The kitchen cart, and wire tall rack, should provide a bit more open access to things, and I ordered a few items to use as dust covers for those. Old new flat sheets can be made into curtains, of a sort.
Ah, but today? I do need to make a trip into town for half a dozen things or more. Grocery shopping, searching for some rarer ingredients, a business arrangement, two actually, both government sorts. Oh, and the return of some products. That is a lot of work. And I need a shower before I go. Well, and probably a visit to the post office, to see if anything else might be in. I think I have received everything ordered, but... I can never be sure. I'd love to stop for a haircut or to make an appointment but... I am not sure I can do what I have planned. I will do the easiest stuff first... Dropping off packages, then the business operations. If I can shop after that I will. I want certain items for sure, so will go where those are. IF I have energy after that, a capital if to be sure, I will stop at a particular store. If they don't have it, they might know who would.
My mother called today, and early. The one day I slept in, in quite some time. I wasn't sure about calling back, I am never sure when she is at work. She was, but she had time to take the call. Just checking on me. Regarding my cousin. More information as well. Checking about cards... Right, cards. This family was close to ours, in many ways. Yes, cards to the list. I honestly hate cards though. I may skip the card and simply write a letter, adding a check for flowers... or anything my aunt sees fit actually.
Oh, but first, a cup of coffee. That should be done. I'll see if Sam wants out while I am at it. Clean the litter out... that sure helps... the right litter, enough litter boxes and nearly daily scooping and clearing. A good load of litter to start, a bit of fresh through time, and pretty much daily care and life is better for all involved. It isn't even as bad of a task as it seems. Uhrm, if you have a scooper, which I do. Good morning and day.
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Technically I woke at 5:30, 5:00 given the alarm is ticked an half hour over to getting me places on time. Not that it works, really. It's just the idea of ticking the thing in such a manner. I went to bed early too. Not sure why extra sleep was needed. Perhaps I did more yesterday than I thought. Though, some days, almost anything can kill my batteries. With the realization, too, that some days my batteries don't recharge fast. Sometimes one of those, or the other, or both, at various levels of failure. When both fail to their worst, I can be down for... a year one time, but weaks and months aren't uncommon. Hmm, until the meds improved my heart a bit. Seems I only go through weeks, mostly, months very rarely.
I did rinse the cured lamb meat before going to bed, then putting it in with the kefir enriched yogurt. I still haven't found a recipe. A project for today. The Joy of Cooking, 75th anniversary edition, should, if anything I have does, provide instruction. Yes, yes, I found it, if that wasn't difficult. And it is out and ready, has been for two days. I've simply, well, not gotten to it. Today.
What else today? Oh, well, dinner dishes. And a few more items I found. Not all dishes needing washed were used. Sometimes just sitting they end up in rough shape. The more I dig into things, the more I might find. The kitchen cart, and wire tall rack, should provide a bit more open access to things, and I ordered a few items to use as dust covers for those. Old new flat sheets can be made into curtains, of a sort.
Ah, but today? I do need to make a trip into town for half a dozen things or more. Grocery shopping, searching for some rarer ingredients, a business arrangement, two actually, both government sorts. Oh, and the return of some products. That is a lot of work. And I need a shower before I go. Well, and probably a visit to the post office, to see if anything else might be in. I think I have received everything ordered, but... I can never be sure. I'd love to stop for a haircut or to make an appointment but... I am not sure I can do what I have planned. I will do the easiest stuff first... Dropping off packages, then the business operations. If I can shop after that I will. I want certain items for sure, so will go where those are. IF I have energy after that, a capital if to be sure, I will stop at a particular store. If they don't have it, they might know who would.
My mother called today, and early. The one day I slept in, in quite some time. I wasn't sure about calling back, I am never sure when she is at work. She was, but she had time to take the call. Just checking on me. Regarding my cousin. More information as well. Checking about cards... Right, cards. This family was close to ours, in many ways. Yes, cards to the list. I honestly hate cards though. I may skip the card and simply write a letter, adding a check for flowers... or anything my aunt sees fit actually.
Oh, but first, a cup of coffee. That should be done. I'll see if Sam wants out while I am at it. Clean the litter out... that sure helps... the right litter, enough litter boxes and nearly daily scooping and clearing. A good load of litter to start, a bit of fresh through time, and pretty much daily care and life is better for all involved. It isn't even as bad of a task as it seems. Uhrm, if you have a scooper, which I do. Good morning and day.
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Almost.
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The dishes have been being tended in parts. All save three pieces, two cookie sheets and a pizza platter, have been completed. They are in a final rinse. They would be finished, but even after two solid washes they seemed to still have grease. So... another wash on top of another soapy soak then wash. They finally felt clean, but another extremely hot rinse just to make sure. There are containers drying. Oh, I guess not everything. I didn't wash the new 16 and 32 ounce containers. I won't need them for a while, though, as it turns out. Even if I do another batch of chicken stock I have enough 16 ounce containers for the task.
It wasn't just dishes, if I can't remember all that was done. Little bits, here and there, if not all that much. Still, it is amazing how quickly little bits of "nothing" add up. It is wonderful to be doing even little bits. If I am hoping for more. More work, more bits, more often, for longer periods. More. Enough more that I can live in a comfortably clean, if always bachelor so long as I am one style. It will always be a bit ragged, but it can be better. Much better.
I am strengthening. I won't say it is something you'd see from a gym rat. I will say that I am already superior to any who could be on a heart transplant list. I am becoming superior to those simply in my age bracket. I will soon, if the trend continues, be superior to younger men. How? Why? Not. my. problem. I don't know, nor care. Assuming it doesn't kill me, it will be... intense, different. Fasting, I think. Though food choices too. Together they are doing something phenomenal, even if I keep messing up and having to refigure. Just what I am doing is doing amazing things. Yes... I remember this... from when I was young and rock strong, fast, reliable, terrible, keen, and mission oriented. I remember what it is to be alive. I am... almost there, if for my age. Even if I could get to where I could compete with any typical 25 year old, I will never again compete with what I was at my peak. Few there are, or ever where, who could. Perhaps no human. I've always wondered about my kind, more so as I approach another asymptote.
Perhaps I am just nearing death, and life is merely stretching in a false perception, anamorphic through time and space, and other variables... not able to be seen directly. I doubt it though. That doesn't seem right. Perhaps death could sneak up on me. I simply have some doubts. Doing too much, even if a bit weary and sore, to be going that way. Never mind. Just chattering. And... putting a note in, for my own reasons.
Good evening, and really, good night. Sleep well. Timestamp is two hours shy, it's right at 20:00. Though I am not going to bed exactly now. Simply... won't be posting again tonight. Yes, good night.
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The dishes have been being tended in parts. All save three pieces, two cookie sheets and a pizza platter, have been completed. They are in a final rinse. They would be finished, but even after two solid washes they seemed to still have grease. So... another wash on top of another soapy soak then wash. They finally felt clean, but another extremely hot rinse just to make sure. There are containers drying. Oh, I guess not everything. I didn't wash the new 16 and 32 ounce containers. I won't need them for a while, though, as it turns out. Even if I do another batch of chicken stock I have enough 16 ounce containers for the task.
It wasn't just dishes, if I can't remember all that was done. Little bits, here and there, if not all that much. Still, it is amazing how quickly little bits of "nothing" add up. It is wonderful to be doing even little bits. If I am hoping for more. More work, more bits, more often, for longer periods. More. Enough more that I can live in a comfortably clean, if always bachelor so long as I am one style. It will always be a bit ragged, but it can be better. Much better.
I am strengthening. I won't say it is something you'd see from a gym rat. I will say that I am already superior to any who could be on a heart transplant list. I am becoming superior to those simply in my age bracket. I will soon, if the trend continues, be superior to younger men. How? Why? Not. my. problem. I don't know, nor care. Assuming it doesn't kill me, it will be... intense, different. Fasting, I think. Though food choices too. Together they are doing something phenomenal, even if I keep messing up and having to refigure. Just what I am doing is doing amazing things. Yes... I remember this... from when I was young and rock strong, fast, reliable, terrible, keen, and mission oriented. I remember what it is to be alive. I am... almost there, if for my age. Even if I could get to where I could compete with any typical 25 year old, I will never again compete with what I was at my peak. Few there are, or ever where, who could. Perhaps no human. I've always wondered about my kind, more so as I approach another asymptote.
Perhaps I am just nearing death, and life is merely stretching in a false perception, anamorphic through time and space, and other variables... not able to be seen directly. I doubt it though. That doesn't seem right. Perhaps death could sneak up on me. I simply have some doubts. Doing too much, even if a bit weary and sore, to be going that way. Never mind. Just chattering. And... putting a note in, for my own reasons.
Good evening, and really, good night. Sleep well. Timestamp is two hours shy, it's right at 20:00. Though I am not going to bed exactly now. Simply... won't be posting again tonight. Yes, good night.
What can be done, was.
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No trip to town. The last load of dishes is waiting, and the cast iron cookware. A movie is being watched. I did call the doctor. While the paperwork had been filled out it had not been sent in. They said they would do that. That it had been approved. Something very strange there. They said it would arrive immediately, being faxed. I have my doubts. I will check tomorrow. I also took care of another piece of business. That piece will not be verifiable until next week. I checked my accounts. While I am behind on some things, I am good on others. If I finish the dishes, and do a few other things tonight, perhaps I can finish a few things tomorrow. Another call. I won't catch up with the house payment until I receive paperwork that allows me to arrange for automatic payments. I still believe they are attempting to steal my house from under me.
Not a bad day. Really. More than I would have expected, given all and the weather. I am feeling better. I am doing pretty good. I am also planning more than what I can do. Which... is fine. I sort of like that. And, sometimes, I even am able to do it and more. Hard work? Yes and no. Added up, it actually is a goodly little bit. Especially how things stand. I don't mind. I know I have improved. I'd like to push further, and see how much I can take. If, in truth, I will have to hit it just right. This last crazy work cycle was beautiful, if it busted me a bit and for a while. I'm still ahead from it, if I have lost some small ground I am catching on that and could well exceed where I was. If I can work like that again, I could finish two, or even three, rooms. Then to, mostly, keep up on those until my next work cycle. I might do miracles. The goal is to have a work cycle like that, lasting a year. Then I might try to go big. No... you... they... many... don't believe. I am not here to teach. However, I may show. Actually? I already have. There simply may be more, much more, to show. *wink*
Later.
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No trip to town. The last load of dishes is waiting, and the cast iron cookware. A movie is being watched. I did call the doctor. While the paperwork had been filled out it had not been sent in. They said they would do that. That it had been approved. Something very strange there. They said it would arrive immediately, being faxed. I have my doubts. I will check tomorrow. I also took care of another piece of business. That piece will not be verifiable until next week. I checked my accounts. While I am behind on some things, I am good on others. If I finish the dishes, and do a few other things tonight, perhaps I can finish a few things tomorrow. Another call. I won't catch up with the house payment until I receive paperwork that allows me to arrange for automatic payments. I still believe they are attempting to steal my house from under me.
Not a bad day. Really. More than I would have expected, given all and the weather. I am feeling better. I am doing pretty good. I am also planning more than what I can do. Which... is fine. I sort of like that. And, sometimes, I even am able to do it and more. Hard work? Yes and no. Added up, it actually is a goodly little bit. Especially how things stand. I don't mind. I know I have improved. I'd like to push further, and see how much I can take. If, in truth, I will have to hit it just right. This last crazy work cycle was beautiful, if it busted me a bit and for a while. I'm still ahead from it, if I have lost some small ground I am catching on that and could well exceed where I was. If I can work like that again, I could finish two, or even three, rooms. Then to, mostly, keep up on those until my next work cycle. I might do miracles. The goal is to have a work cycle like that, lasting a year. Then I might try to go big. No... you... they... many... don't believe. I am not here to teach. However, I may show. Actually? I already have. There simply may be more, much more, to show. *wink*
Later.
Not too bad.
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I finished the load of dishes I had written of. After that, I got it all together then to the post before it closed. A few other very minor projects and a few checks on ongoing projects. Then a collection of some pans and cookie sheets that had to be... dealt with. If they have grease or fat, and were set out of the way a bit long, they need to have the fats melted, then cooled while keeping that liquid so as to be poured out. Then cleaned with a lot of soap in the hope that nothing clogs up.
Yeah, no. I have no clue what I am doing on some things. This is one area of ignorance. Hmm... I suppose I could do some research. Anyway, I got that as tended as possible, and the last of the last of items have been set up for a wash.
The only things to wash after that are some cast items. They only need a simple rinse as new items. Not too hot, they are already seasoned. Yeah, new item seasoning isn't my favorite, but these aren't items I will use often. Actually, I could probably wash, dry, and put those up in a hurry. Just... four or five pieces.
I am planning on calling my doctor, to see if the license paperwork was approved. If so, I need to find out when it was mailed. If not, I have to start making contingency plans. Short term, perhaps, or not. If things look good, another call to see if that has been received. Maybe a shopping trip. Gosh but food, spices and herbs, cooking and baking expendables such as foil and wrap go fast. I am hoping to find a local source for duck hindquarters, perhaps specialty cheeses, and a few other things. Even if they cost a bit more, considering shipping and else, there is some room to negotiate. At some point, however, it is better to just order it in. I'll look.
I best get to calling. Eat or be eaten, innit? Good afternoon.
I think I dated her once. Twice?
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I finished the load of dishes I had written of. After that, I got it all together then to the post before it closed. A few other very minor projects and a few checks on ongoing projects. Then a collection of some pans and cookie sheets that had to be... dealt with. If they have grease or fat, and were set out of the way a bit long, they need to have the fats melted, then cooled while keeping that liquid so as to be poured out. Then cleaned with a lot of soap in the hope that nothing clogs up.
Yeah, no. I have no clue what I am doing on some things. This is one area of ignorance. Hmm... I suppose I could do some research. Anyway, I got that as tended as possible, and the last of the last of items have been set up for a wash.
The only things to wash after that are some cast items. They only need a simple rinse as new items. Not too hot, they are already seasoned. Yeah, new item seasoning isn't my favorite, but these aren't items I will use often. Actually, I could probably wash, dry, and put those up in a hurry. Just... four or five pieces.
I am planning on calling my doctor, to see if the license paperwork was approved. If so, I need to find out when it was mailed. If not, I have to start making contingency plans. Short term, perhaps, or not. If things look good, another call to see if that has been received. Maybe a shopping trip. Gosh but food, spices and herbs, cooking and baking expendables such as foil and wrap go fast. I am hoping to find a local source for duck hindquarters, perhaps specialty cheeses, and a few other things. Even if they cost a bit more, considering shipping and else, there is some room to negotiate. At some point, however, it is better to just order it in. I'll look.
I best get to calling. Eat or be eaten, innit? Good afternoon.
I think I dated her once. Twice?
Do or do not?
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I would sure like to push. I suppose, given the givens, I am pushing. I am getting things done. It is simply that my endurance is lousy today. I did pull the pan with the domed lid and set it and another pan that simply needed it, to a quick sudsy soak. Readied a cup of beef stock to be heated and then got that going. I went ahead, then, and washed the pans and other small bowl of items to be washed. I then put everything in the bigger tub and reset that to a fresh hot rinse. That was that.
I realized it was best to put compression socks on, so after the broth was finished, seasoned, and then finished with whole cream, I set about with the socks. Those things are a bit brutal to put on. Now that my feet are normalized, if not fully healed, it is better. If they are to work as they should, they will always be a bit difficult to don. Still, compared to feet two or even truly possibly three times their normal size, life in this regard has smoothed out. It is amazing how short of a time it took them to fall apart and how long it is taking them to heal.
Something else. Dames sure have a way about them. Whether they are smiling, doubtful, or about to cry... Even as terrible as I am, even if I can tear a man in half... of body, mind, or spirit, women are just different. Beautiful creatures, too. And more. Though when they go ugly, they go mean hard ugly. Though... a pro-tip... if you can see through that you will win. How do you think she wins when you are being a monster? She knows it's a bluff. What's good for the goose and gander is, right. Of course, the goose doesn't play the same way the gander does, know your role and how it works. What's this all? Just... saying. Solar plexus, seeing, feeling, thinking, and being a man. *grins* I like it. I just don't have to, always... like it? *smile* Mostly.
Maybe I can finish the dishes, take a shower, redo socks, and get going on some other things. Or a movie first. It's cold, wet, and dark today. Difficult to get going. Hmm... maybe I'll tinker with that soft-boiled egg technique while I watch a movie, set coffee to brew, and... Ugh! Doing well, just not fast or with longer runtimes. Later.
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I would sure like to push. I suppose, given the givens, I am pushing. I am getting things done. It is simply that my endurance is lousy today. I did pull the pan with the domed lid and set it and another pan that simply needed it, to a quick sudsy soak. Readied a cup of beef stock to be heated and then got that going. I went ahead, then, and washed the pans and other small bowl of items to be washed. I then put everything in the bigger tub and reset that to a fresh hot rinse. That was that.
I realized it was best to put compression socks on, so after the broth was finished, seasoned, and then finished with whole cream, I set about with the socks. Those things are a bit brutal to put on. Now that my feet are normalized, if not fully healed, it is better. If they are to work as they should, they will always be a bit difficult to don. Still, compared to feet two or even truly possibly three times their normal size, life in this regard has smoothed out. It is amazing how short of a time it took them to fall apart and how long it is taking them to heal.
Something else. Dames sure have a way about them. Whether they are smiling, doubtful, or about to cry... Even as terrible as I am, even if I can tear a man in half... of body, mind, or spirit, women are just different. Beautiful creatures, too. And more. Though when they go ugly, they go mean hard ugly. Though... a pro-tip... if you can see through that you will win. How do you think she wins when you are being a monster? She knows it's a bluff. What's good for the goose and gander is, right. Of course, the goose doesn't play the same way the gander does, know your role and how it works. What's this all? Just... saying. Solar plexus, seeing, feeling, thinking, and being a man. *grins* I like it. I just don't have to, always... like it? *smile* Mostly.
Maybe I can finish the dishes, take a shower, redo socks, and get going on some other things. Or a movie first. It's cold, wet, and dark today. Difficult to get going. Hmm... maybe I'll tinker with that soft-boiled egg technique while I watch a movie, set coffee to brew, and... Ugh! Doing well, just not fast or with longer runtimes. Later.
I did actually do food work yesterday.
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With the lamb stew meat thawed, I realized I had best get going with that. I set the stew meat itself to cure overnight, then added kefir to the yogurt I intend to use as a marinade. More probiotics. It sort of makes a form of creme fraiche, and yet fully activated. So it should well tenderize the meat. I will rinse the meat though, to remove as much salt as possible. I have heard, possibly, that salt isn't good for active cultures, or some of them? I did spice the yogurt with mint and tarragon. What spices you like with various things will differ, that is what I prefer. Hmm, next time I get a beef, I will probably obtain stew meat. Now that I am finally learning stock, soups, and stewing. It'll take some practice, which... means I need more of it.
I won't do a thing with the stew meat until this evening. Then, as noted, I will rinse the meat, perhaps soaking it for a bit, then pat it dry and place it in the faux creme fraiche. Then I let THAT sit in the fridge overnight. I don't need a full 24 hour marinade, just overnight. I'll begin cooking it whenever I wish tomorrow. I'm not exactly sure how I will cook it. I have looked for recipes, though there is another place I will check. I know how I wish to cook it, and in what I plan on cooking it... a dome-lidded pan, at low heat, for a longer period. I am simply not sure about whether I need to add extra liquid, such as milk... what temperature would be appropriate, and an approximate time scale with which to begin planning and start testing for doneness. The nose, quite often, is what is used... if I know a food. If I don't, I simply have to have some instruction. I could wing it, but that takes a lot more work. I will be doing extra effort anyway. New foods always cause me extra time on my feet.
Now, I will probably make some rice to go with the dish. The faux noodles just... no. They don't work. Neither do they take in sauce nor have a flavor. You can get them to not have any flavor or scent, with a great deal of rinsing, if I think that might be worse than a fishy taste? I haven't tried that. All I know is a solid texture with no flavor or other sense, from nose to tongue to stomach is... beyond my ability. There are faux rices available. If like this? Though one of the ways to do rice is to add real rice to it, in parts. That might work. Yeah, but, for now, I don't have any. Maybe next time I consider shopping. Not available locally, from what I could find, though. Hmm... might do one more check the next time I am in town.
Hmm... I think I'll make a play for the dishes, pulling the pan I am considering out, and washing it while I am at it. Some pans are simply not used very often. This was bought some time back, on a steep sale, as a partial impulse buy, but with this very type of cooking project in mind. The idea of a tagine is interesting. But buying such an item, getting it shipped, ensuring toxic elements haven't been, literally, baked in... No, I'll go with cast or stainless, if I can find it. Which I did. Few are interested, or it doesn't work all that well, which is why it was on sale? I'll find out soon enough. Though, if this fails, a rounded lid cast pot might work. Those, to be sure, have been used, successfully, to my knowledge, for this sort of cooking. Or so I have heard.
Breakfast would be good, eggs I am thinking. Soft boiled? Maybe. Later.
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With the lamb stew meat thawed, I realized I had best get going with that. I set the stew meat itself to cure overnight, then added kefir to the yogurt I intend to use as a marinade. More probiotics. It sort of makes a form of creme fraiche, and yet fully activated. So it should well tenderize the meat. I will rinse the meat though, to remove as much salt as possible. I have heard, possibly, that salt isn't good for active cultures, or some of them? I did spice the yogurt with mint and tarragon. What spices you like with various things will differ, that is what I prefer. Hmm, next time I get a beef, I will probably obtain stew meat. Now that I am finally learning stock, soups, and stewing. It'll take some practice, which... means I need more of it.
I won't do a thing with the stew meat until this evening. Then, as noted, I will rinse the meat, perhaps soaking it for a bit, then pat it dry and place it in the faux creme fraiche. Then I let THAT sit in the fridge overnight. I don't need a full 24 hour marinade, just overnight. I'll begin cooking it whenever I wish tomorrow. I'm not exactly sure how I will cook it. I have looked for recipes, though there is another place I will check. I know how I wish to cook it, and in what I plan on cooking it... a dome-lidded pan, at low heat, for a longer period. I am simply not sure about whether I need to add extra liquid, such as milk... what temperature would be appropriate, and an approximate time scale with which to begin planning and start testing for doneness. The nose, quite often, is what is used... if I know a food. If I don't, I simply have to have some instruction. I could wing it, but that takes a lot more work. I will be doing extra effort anyway. New foods always cause me extra time on my feet.
Now, I will probably make some rice to go with the dish. The faux noodles just... no. They don't work. Neither do they take in sauce nor have a flavor. You can get them to not have any flavor or scent, with a great deal of rinsing, if I think that might be worse than a fishy taste? I haven't tried that. All I know is a solid texture with no flavor or other sense, from nose to tongue to stomach is... beyond my ability. There are faux rices available. If like this? Though one of the ways to do rice is to add real rice to it, in parts. That might work. Yeah, but, for now, I don't have any. Maybe next time I consider shopping. Not available locally, from what I could find, though. Hmm... might do one more check the next time I am in town.
Hmm... I think I'll make a play for the dishes, pulling the pan I am considering out, and washing it while I am at it. Some pans are simply not used very often. This was bought some time back, on a steep sale, as a partial impulse buy, but with this very type of cooking project in mind. The idea of a tagine is interesting. But buying such an item, getting it shipped, ensuring toxic elements haven't been, literally, baked in... No, I'll go with cast or stainless, if I can find it. Which I did. Few are interested, or it doesn't work all that well, which is why it was on sale? I'll find out soon enough. Though, if this fails, a rounded lid cast pot might work. Those, to be sure, have been used, successfully, to my knowledge, for this sort of cooking. Or so I have heard.
Breakfast would be good, eggs I am thinking. Soft boiled? Maybe. Later.
Early to bed, plus the rest.
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I think I was tucked in and snoozing by just after 20:00. The shortening day and dark weather had more of a hand in that than anything else if I had to say. Nothing I mind, no complaints. Some days it is just better to go to bed earlier. I woke, pretty much, at 5:00 if I didn't fully rise then. A trip to the loo, letting Sam out... if I checked the feel of the world outside first. Since I wasn't sure I would actually wake soon, I didn't want to let her go out if it was too cold without being sure when she might be allowed back in. Cats are good with weather, but there are limits. Hmm, I am actually not sure what their limits are. Though Sam is an older girl, as cats go... fifteen to seventeen, in calendar years, which makes her older than me, I believe, in cat years. It's something like 3 1/2 cat years per human year, give or take. Hmm... though that would just make her middle aged. And other than heat 90 F and above, I handle heat okay. Even at 90 and above, so long as I don't try wind sprints, I seem to be doing better, much better. But... I don't expect others to do the same.
I didn't finish the dishes yesterday. Not much, just plastic bowls... though now I have a few extra items to wash. So I reset the rinse for what all had been washed, and created a small wash bowl for what to wash. I'll be doing the washing shortly, and letting that rinse with the rest before finishing that before too long. Too bleary-eyed at the moment for more than the bit of washing. That, when done, will open the way for a shower. Which I also didn't get in yesterday. Though two showers in a row, by day, is probably harsh on the skin anyway. A luxury though, from time to time. A trip to the post office as well. Later, but in sufficient time. Then some... other business. Always more business. Always.
Dreams of things, enemies on the march, plans for war from this group, simply survival for that group, many selling out their own, their own planning changes with the traitors. Those who don't handle their own traitors will have to be handled as traitors as a group. Not my doing, this... just a fly on many walls. There is nothing for war to do, the parties have self-identified and are moving into positions, seeking levers of power, arms, civil and social leverage, and deciding how far they will go with civil war, even common war, if need be. If you don't understand, think of it this way... ever racial group is gearing up to grab a part of the bounty. The only white group that is active, has any political power, is actually actively working against it's own. If you don't think of yourself, for yourselves, as a group, yeah... It never ends well. Then again, maybe that is the way it has to go. If I do believe it is a choice.
Much to do. I'll do what I can. Good morning and day.
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I think I was tucked in and snoozing by just after 20:00. The shortening day and dark weather had more of a hand in that than anything else if I had to say. Nothing I mind, no complaints. Some days it is just better to go to bed earlier. I woke, pretty much, at 5:00 if I didn't fully rise then. A trip to the loo, letting Sam out... if I checked the feel of the world outside first. Since I wasn't sure I would actually wake soon, I didn't want to let her go out if it was too cold without being sure when she might be allowed back in. Cats are good with weather, but there are limits. Hmm, I am actually not sure what their limits are. Though Sam is an older girl, as cats go... fifteen to seventeen, in calendar years, which makes her older than me, I believe, in cat years. It's something like 3 1/2 cat years per human year, give or take. Hmm... though that would just make her middle aged. And other than heat 90 F and above, I handle heat okay. Even at 90 and above, so long as I don't try wind sprints, I seem to be doing better, much better. But... I don't expect others to do the same.
I didn't finish the dishes yesterday. Not much, just plastic bowls... though now I have a few extra items to wash. So I reset the rinse for what all had been washed, and created a small wash bowl for what to wash. I'll be doing the washing shortly, and letting that rinse with the rest before finishing that before too long. Too bleary-eyed at the moment for more than the bit of washing. That, when done, will open the way for a shower. Which I also didn't get in yesterday. Though two showers in a row, by day, is probably harsh on the skin anyway. A luxury though, from time to time. A trip to the post office as well. Later, but in sufficient time. Then some... other business. Always more business. Always.
Dreams of things, enemies on the march, plans for war from this group, simply survival for that group, many selling out their own, their own planning changes with the traitors. Those who don't handle their own traitors will have to be handled as traitors as a group. Not my doing, this... just a fly on many walls. There is nothing for war to do, the parties have self-identified and are moving into positions, seeking levers of power, arms, civil and social leverage, and deciding how far they will go with civil war, even common war, if need be. If you don't understand, think of it this way... ever racial group is gearing up to grab a part of the bounty. The only white group that is active, has any political power, is actually actively working against it's own. If you don't think of yourself, for yourselves, as a group, yeah... It never ends well. Then again, maybe that is the way it has to go. If I do believe it is a choice.
Much to do. I'll do what I can. Good morning and day.
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Some work, in parts.
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Most of the dishes are done. While I am doing better, I don't have focus. Physically I am much better. Though, perhaps, even there it is not quite back to full. Yeah, carbs really are a serious problem. At least for me. Bit by bit I will finish the dishes. The water does seem better too, going by the dishes. As well, it stays clear. Before getting the water softener going it would become... strange... within a day. I didn't fully understand that, and still don't. I can't see how hard water would cause it to change as it did.
I should be able to finish dishes yet today, perhaps take another shower, hit some boxes, and maybe do a load or two of dishes. A movie or two might be watched on breaks, or reading. I do lose track, become distracted from any particular project or effort, if I can find myself back to things before too long. Usually. I suppose some efforts just end before they are completed and end up not being finished. If that is true for everybody to some extent.
The sun was shining, though it looks as if a storm has returned. It is the season for it, I guess. I won't complain, I enjoy rain, and weather... more if I had a few projects sorted. Maybe next spring. Just keeping something going with the blog, trying to expand my area of operations and function. Like exercise, of mind or body, language, dexterity, or memory... practice keeps it up, going, functional. Blogging? Who knows how many aspect of the mind and body are helped by doing it. Even the will, through writing about hoped projects, daily goals, and such. Yeah, just... keeping at it. Good afternoon.
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Most of the dishes are done. While I am doing better, I don't have focus. Physically I am much better. Though, perhaps, even there it is not quite back to full. Yeah, carbs really are a serious problem. At least for me. Bit by bit I will finish the dishes. The water does seem better too, going by the dishes. As well, it stays clear. Before getting the water softener going it would become... strange... within a day. I didn't fully understand that, and still don't. I can't see how hard water would cause it to change as it did.
I should be able to finish dishes yet today, perhaps take another shower, hit some boxes, and maybe do a load or two of dishes. A movie or two might be watched on breaks, or reading. I do lose track, become distracted from any particular project or effort, if I can find myself back to things before too long. Usually. I suppose some efforts just end before they are completed and end up not being finished. If that is true for everybody to some extent.
The sun was shining, though it looks as if a storm has returned. It is the season for it, I guess. I won't complain, I enjoy rain, and weather... more if I had a few projects sorted. Maybe next spring. Just keeping something going with the blog, trying to expand my area of operations and function. Like exercise, of mind or body, language, dexterity, or memory... practice keeps it up, going, functional. Blogging? Who knows how many aspect of the mind and body are helped by doing it. Even the will, through writing about hoped projects, daily goals, and such. Yeah, just... keeping at it. Good afternoon.
Oh, right, food things.
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I've been thinking about what sort of foods would be easy to make, fit the high fat, reasonable protein, and low to no carb formula. There are foods that do it. Many, but not all, meats. If it is too low in fat I would end up with too much protein... a problem, potentially serious problem. Further, without high fats, the body doesn't become overwhelmed so as to shut off hunger. Fats will kill that hunger switch, unless hidden in too complex of meals. Now, I love meats. But the only meats which really have that high of a fat content are the richer steaks. No, not sirloin. Far too lean. The same with beef tenderloin. I think porterhouse and ribeye are the only steaks with that content. Organ meat... offal? I'm not sure if that is fat or cholesterol. Is cholesterol a type of fat? So much I don't know, something, as I learn, I forget, or get confused as I learn more. Ugh. Oh, by the way, they have shown that eating cholesterol doesn't seem to raise it in the body. An elevated number seems to has more to do with the body doing, or not doing, something which then leads to the condition. It isn't dietary. If you can believe anything they suggest these days.
Well, there are some things out there that might work. I like a little variety, beside my simple wants from food. And, so, I go looking. If I see something I like, I am beginning to check things. After the beans problem, I don't want to just jump into a dish and come out sorry, sick, sore, exhausted, and off-track. This next one is something I have learned to like. I really did not like brie for the first... five years I knew about it. Some of it was legitimate. Some of my distaste was because the of the people who seemed to be peddling and consuming it. Snobs. Not even food snobs, really, just typical leftist snobs. I have learned to separate some things from the people who try to own... whatever. They are typically fad-chasers anyway. Though, truth be told, food tastes ARE a bit of a fad on the most local level. What I like now, I might love to exclusion, consume until I am done, and not try again for years. I am not the only one. And, seasonally, even the animals are this way. I suspect that, before we could store foods, and have foods out of local season, we learned to eat in that exact way. Those who did not learn to love and dine in some excess in the seasons of plenty didn't, often, make it to the next season of plenty.
Ah, what is Doom on about again? A new recipe... or really line of recipes. While brie would work, I am guessing many such cheeses would work. I, myself, will have to avoid the sweeter side of things. Even dried fruit is most likely going to spike my blood sugar. Although it would be nice to see if small portions would be okay, figure out how much. Still, I suspect that a teaspoon of dried fruit would put me in the diabetes rack, as I have been for a bit... unknowingly... damned beans! Love em' but they were killing me. I could see mushroom and pecans, or chicken (confit anyway) and spinach, even beef or lamb and spices or avocado or such? With the high fat of the cheese, I could use the leaner cuts of meat for this dish. As to the crust, perhaps one of cauliflower, or made from almond and/or coconut flours?
I am hoping to really hammer fats and proteins, and keep carbs out for a goodly bit, to get back to fasting for the longer period. Three days, when I can get back to it. Yeah, it works. It works wonderfully. If I take care of p's, q's, t's, and i's. Lots of little details. Worth the effort. My body simply, and absolutely, has to be ready to go for that. Another week, this time paying absolute attention to nutritional details. Gah!
Just... hungering out loud. Oh, on to breakfast. Good morning and day.
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I've been thinking about what sort of foods would be easy to make, fit the high fat, reasonable protein, and low to no carb formula. There are foods that do it. Many, but not all, meats. If it is too low in fat I would end up with too much protein... a problem, potentially serious problem. Further, without high fats, the body doesn't become overwhelmed so as to shut off hunger. Fats will kill that hunger switch, unless hidden in too complex of meals. Now, I love meats. But the only meats which really have that high of a fat content are the richer steaks. No, not sirloin. Far too lean. The same with beef tenderloin. I think porterhouse and ribeye are the only steaks with that content. Organ meat... offal? I'm not sure if that is fat or cholesterol. Is cholesterol a type of fat? So much I don't know, something, as I learn, I forget, or get confused as I learn more. Ugh. Oh, by the way, they have shown that eating cholesterol doesn't seem to raise it in the body. An elevated number seems to has more to do with the body doing, or not doing, something which then leads to the condition. It isn't dietary. If you can believe anything they suggest these days.
Well, there are some things out there that might work. I like a little variety, beside my simple wants from food. And, so, I go looking. If I see something I like, I am beginning to check things. After the beans problem, I don't want to just jump into a dish and come out sorry, sick, sore, exhausted, and off-track. This next one is something I have learned to like. I really did not like brie for the first... five years I knew about it. Some of it was legitimate. Some of my distaste was because the of the people who seemed to be peddling and consuming it. Snobs. Not even food snobs, really, just typical leftist snobs. I have learned to separate some things from the people who try to own... whatever. They are typically fad-chasers anyway. Though, truth be told, food tastes ARE a bit of a fad on the most local level. What I like now, I might love to exclusion, consume until I am done, and not try again for years. I am not the only one. And, seasonally, even the animals are this way. I suspect that, before we could store foods, and have foods out of local season, we learned to eat in that exact way. Those who did not learn to love and dine in some excess in the seasons of plenty didn't, often, make it to the next season of plenty.
Ah, what is Doom on about again? A new recipe... or really line of recipes. While brie would work, I am guessing many such cheeses would work. I, myself, will have to avoid the sweeter side of things. Even dried fruit is most likely going to spike my blood sugar. Although it would be nice to see if small portions would be okay, figure out how much. Still, I suspect that a teaspoon of dried fruit would put me in the diabetes rack, as I have been for a bit... unknowingly... damned beans! Love em' but they were killing me. I could see mushroom and pecans, or chicken (confit anyway) and spinach, even beef or lamb and spices or avocado or such? With the high fat of the cheese, I could use the leaner cuts of meat for this dish. As to the crust, perhaps one of cauliflower, or made from almond and/or coconut flours?
I am hoping to really hammer fats and proteins, and keep carbs out for a goodly bit, to get back to fasting for the longer period. Three days, when I can get back to it. Yeah, it works. It works wonderfully. If I take care of p's, q's, t's, and i's. Lots of little details. Worth the effort. My body simply, and absolutely, has to be ready to go for that. Another week, this time paying absolute attention to nutritional details. Gah!
Just... hungering out loud. Oh, on to breakfast. Good morning and day.
Better.
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Pretty much all the way around, I think... so far. Down at 21:00 or so, up at 5:00. I had to use the ac and fan, which is fine. I gave myself a break and slept bare-footed. No dreams. Though the weather was pretty rough. A storm, with rain and high winds, came through. I must admit to being a bit nervous about that. If you aren't a homeowner, you don't understand. More so a lame, or often lame, one. Already fighting the world with one arm behind the back and legs tied together. Winning? What is this "winning" thing? If you, with or without perceived problems, think you are winning? You simply haven't added everything up. You simply either aren't actually engaged, or you haven't fallen recently enough for your short memory to take it in.
I am actually, given all, doing well. But... doing well, in a mortal coil, on a fallen world, is... not all that good. I don't think that is, actually, a reason to have faith. It simply means, if you happen to have faith, that seeing the darkness isn't terrifying. If, too, as I might have suggested, I came from the darkness. It is the light which, especially initially, was terrifying. The call was so powerful, so as to pull a nocturnal to the day. In the light, even with the darkness closing, I cannot lose. It will be with me always, even should darkness seemingly shut it out. I know it lives in me. Not a part of me, but now it is the core of me. Further, I was made for the Valley of the Shadow of Death. If I end up there... again...
I think getting back to protein and fats had everything to do with my turnaround. I still need a bit more time to sort some things. And yet, if I can do more work, I will. I am hoping, before morning is done, to do the dishes, then take another shower, and maybe get to the post. If I can do that well enough, and have time to knock out a bunch of the boxes, I will call it a day. If there is still energy, I may tinker in the kitchen and bathroom now and again. Sweeping, maybe mopping. I am hoping to get to town yet this week, sometime. A few returns and some other business.
First some coffee. I might also boil a few eggs and eat those or the steak. I still have the sense that things are coming apart in the world. The choice really is tyrannical globalism or individualism. And the only thing that could save individual freedom is nationalism. Most people, honestly, do not want to have to think about life. They simply want to have money, a place to live, food, and water. And they will gladly take yours, no matter what you have, so that they don't have to worry about it. Look around the world at all the hungry faces. Imagine sharing out to an average with all of them. You do realize... you won't improve their lot but they will destroy yours. You aren't rich, you say? Compared with whom? A man who lives on a dollar a day, or even ten a day, US dollar, as his whole livelihood? Yeah, you make more. And he hates you for it. Would gladly take your extra. Even knowing it wouldn't truly improve his lot. The jealousy of socialism and communism is destructive, and can be powerful, but is not creative... so, by my calculations, it is not a true authority.
Just... seeing... saying. Best to decide which side you are on before that door closes. Understand, you are either with the world, and pretty much the whole of it, or you are a very thin slice of a rather tiny minority... about to be overrun. You might even think that is okay. But before you think that, go visit Russia, rural China, any country south of the US border, even many European countries (but not the tourist sites... although even many of them have become zoos). Ask yourself, is that really what you want here? Do you want that to be the majority voice of your government, business, social, and civil? Maybe you do. May God have mercy on your soul.
Later.
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Pretty much all the way around, I think... so far. Down at 21:00 or so, up at 5:00. I had to use the ac and fan, which is fine. I gave myself a break and slept bare-footed. No dreams. Though the weather was pretty rough. A storm, with rain and high winds, came through. I must admit to being a bit nervous about that. If you aren't a homeowner, you don't understand. More so a lame, or often lame, one. Already fighting the world with one arm behind the back and legs tied together. Winning? What is this "winning" thing? If you, with or without perceived problems, think you are winning? You simply haven't added everything up. You simply either aren't actually engaged, or you haven't fallen recently enough for your short memory to take it in.
I am actually, given all, doing well. But... doing well, in a mortal coil, on a fallen world, is... not all that good. I don't think that is, actually, a reason to have faith. It simply means, if you happen to have faith, that seeing the darkness isn't terrifying. If, too, as I might have suggested, I came from the darkness. It is the light which, especially initially, was terrifying. The call was so powerful, so as to pull a nocturnal to the day. In the light, even with the darkness closing, I cannot lose. It will be with me always, even should darkness seemingly shut it out. I know it lives in me. Not a part of me, but now it is the core of me. Further, I was made for the Valley of the Shadow of Death. If I end up there... again...
I think getting back to protein and fats had everything to do with my turnaround. I still need a bit more time to sort some things. And yet, if I can do more work, I will. I am hoping, before morning is done, to do the dishes, then take another shower, and maybe get to the post. If I can do that well enough, and have time to knock out a bunch of the boxes, I will call it a day. If there is still energy, I may tinker in the kitchen and bathroom now and again. Sweeping, maybe mopping. I am hoping to get to town yet this week, sometime. A few returns and some other business.
First some coffee. I might also boil a few eggs and eat those or the steak. I still have the sense that things are coming apart in the world. The choice really is tyrannical globalism or individualism. And the only thing that could save individual freedom is nationalism. Most people, honestly, do not want to have to think about life. They simply want to have money, a place to live, food, and water. And they will gladly take yours, no matter what you have, so that they don't have to worry about it. Look around the world at all the hungry faces. Imagine sharing out to an average with all of them. You do realize... you won't improve their lot but they will destroy yours. You aren't rich, you say? Compared with whom? A man who lives on a dollar a day, or even ten a day, US dollar, as his whole livelihood? Yeah, you make more. And he hates you for it. Would gladly take your extra. Even knowing it wouldn't truly improve his lot. The jealousy of socialism and communism is destructive, and can be powerful, but is not creative... so, by my calculations, it is not a true authority.
Just... seeing... saying. Best to decide which side you are on before that door closes. Understand, you are either with the world, and pretty much the whole of it, or you are a very thin slice of a rather tiny minority... about to be overrun. You might even think that is okay. But before you think that, go visit Russia, rural China, any country south of the US border, even many European countries (but not the tourist sites... although even many of them have become zoos). Ask yourself, is that really what you want here? Do you want that to be the majority voice of your government, business, social, and civil? Maybe you do. May God have mercy on your soul.
Later.
Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Dishes and a shower, maybe more.
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I am absolutely baked, tired, exhausted. I have been all day. Even so, a load of dishes and a shower, finally. I even have them set up for another wash. Yeah, but this time I'll wash, rinse, and put them up before bed... probably? So cooked. I haven't been this bad in a very long time. I don't really know why.
I'll tell you, beside being exhausted, I am feeling like Custer. The left and right are going secular, and if that is completed, there will be no difference. Tribal lines are being drawn. You will either be in or out or neither. I am looking to be neither. Technically I should be for the left and globalists, but I know that to be false. Even if the right is against me, it is closer to being correct in this fallen world. Though if it goes full bore secular, it will be the same as the left.
I am not, to be honest, greatly worried. Worst case scenario, torture. While I have shown, even rather recently, to be able to tolerate driving while in shock, having a bad heart means it would be a limited game. I'd like to say I am defensible, but no single person or couple is. Not even a whole family is. It's damned dangerous out there, and even in an army you aren't necessarily safe.
Being tired doesn't help. But I can't help noticing some things. It's been heading this way for a while. Oh well. One of a few things. None of which am I party to, it seems. I don't mind that part, not much I could do on the bigger scene. And, probably either way it goes down, no one involved is going to be... the same.
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I am absolutely baked, tired, exhausted. I have been all day. Even so, a load of dishes and a shower, finally. I even have them set up for another wash. Yeah, but this time I'll wash, rinse, and put them up before bed... probably? So cooked. I haven't been this bad in a very long time. I don't really know why.
I'll tell you, beside being exhausted, I am feeling like Custer. The left and right are going secular, and if that is completed, there will be no difference. Tribal lines are being drawn. You will either be in or out or neither. I am looking to be neither. Technically I should be for the left and globalists, but I know that to be false. Even if the right is against me, it is closer to being correct in this fallen world. Though if it goes full bore secular, it will be the same as the left.
I am not, to be honest, greatly worried. Worst case scenario, torture. While I have shown, even rather recently, to be able to tolerate driving while in shock, having a bad heart means it would be a limited game. I'd like to say I am defensible, but no single person or couple is. Not even a whole family is. It's damned dangerous out there, and even in an army you aren't necessarily safe.
Being tired doesn't help. But I can't help noticing some things. It's been heading this way for a while. Oh well. One of a few things. None of which am I party to, it seems. I don't mind that part, not much I could do on the bigger scene. And, probably either way it goes down, no one involved is going to be... the same.
Something is coming.
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Something not good. Something big, I think. I am not trusting people who I thought I knew, online, for a long time. I don't know if they are trapped, and being used as bait, if they are traitors, if they are going hot and heavy. Something seems wrong. I probably shouldn't play, but I am curious. Though, perhaps, even if we are on the same side, I may simply not be included. I am watching some... odd things begin to take place. A lot of shuffling, switching, churning, pointing, and bubbling. Something is at least being considered. The only thing you can be certain, is that if one side, or one group, is going in, the others will as well, or are already doing so. If you ever watched a gunfight between two men, drawing and shooting, you might never know which drew first unless you were standing, pretty much, in the line of fire, or one drew and fired significantly faster than the other.
My third eye smells the smoke. Yeah, it's tricky that way. It could pass, but it seems to be heating up. Though, as suggested, it might be a trap. If I were you, and you don't want to become a target, I'd avoid sites which seem to be suggesting the wild thing. I think they are simply trying to draw others out. I'm already on lists of lists, so it doesn't really matter. But your friend may well not be your friend, even if he was. Something big is being considered. Not sure, in any event, which way it will go, just that a lot of people will lose. Either the world will become a gun enforced safe space or there will be no more safe spaces.
Might just pass, or it's all one side or the other already. Duck. This time? See this video as a secular, human, political thing. Oh yes, do. Though, while most of you, even those who deny, are actually human secularists, the truth really is, as above so below. Doubt as you will, wish, and already do. Your choice and cost.
Just know, whales don't have tails. Tigers do.
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Something not good. Something big, I think. I am not trusting people who I thought I knew, online, for a long time. I don't know if they are trapped, and being used as bait, if they are traitors, if they are going hot and heavy. Something seems wrong. I probably shouldn't play, but I am curious. Though, perhaps, even if we are on the same side, I may simply not be included. I am watching some... odd things begin to take place. A lot of shuffling, switching, churning, pointing, and bubbling. Something is at least being considered. The only thing you can be certain, is that if one side, or one group, is going in, the others will as well, or are already doing so. If you ever watched a gunfight between two men, drawing and shooting, you might never know which drew first unless you were standing, pretty much, in the line of fire, or one drew and fired significantly faster than the other.
My third eye smells the smoke. Yeah, it's tricky that way. It could pass, but it seems to be heating up. Though, as suggested, it might be a trap. If I were you, and you don't want to become a target, I'd avoid sites which seem to be suggesting the wild thing. I think they are simply trying to draw others out. I'm already on lists of lists, so it doesn't really matter. But your friend may well not be your friend, even if he was. Something big is being considered. Not sure, in any event, which way it will go, just that a lot of people will lose. Either the world will become a gun enforced safe space or there will be no more safe spaces.
Might just pass, or it's all one side or the other already. Duck. This time? See this video as a secular, human, political thing. Oh yes, do. Though, while most of you, even those who deny, are actually human secularists, the truth really is, as above so below. Doubt as you will, wish, and already do. Your choice and cost.
Just know, whales don't have tails. Tigers do.
I have found a source of spooks.
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Nothing fantastic, so far. Though nothing so stupid... well, okay, stupid, but not soul-eating. There are serious limits. I have dumped several, giving some time to the producers et. al. If they can't fly that balloon well and up front I move along. To be honest, I'm not even a great fan of someone like Kubrick. Certainly not those who go even further out while trying to... extend on his work? Perhaps he was a generational thing? A product of the 70's, and 60's really. Trash. As I see things.
Although, once in a while, a small if simple movie gets a spot. I don't need cgi or other special effects. I don't need jump scares, though a well placed one, not over done, is good. Simple acting that doesn't look to be acting is a bonus. But it really is the story. It doesn't have to have an ending, or meaning, so long as I understand the point, that there is something... or something else... in there. That the basic story is one foot in front of the other, though with some of that all not adding up as it should. A story that is just one plus one equals two, unless somehow personal and interesting, just isn't worth time. There has to be a trick to it, even if it can't be fully obtained. But if it is all trick, as I consider Kubrick type work, it is, to me, just as worthless.
Something I was consider while watching a small little movie a bit earlier... acting... If someone is acting, but doesn't seem to be playing a part, is that still acting? Is that good acting... or bad... or does that depend on the medium or part... say stage versus movie or television show, or main part versus a servant perhaps. And, if an actor is obviously acting... again... is that bad? Further... who doesn't act? Am I believable? I must admit, I don't think most people are. If too, I don't think most people are aware that they are in a play, playing a part. They simply play their part, until they are in a different scene with someone else, or are by themselves, producing a soliloquy or simply setting the stage for the entrance of another.
Is acting incorrect? Or is that how we socialize? Perhaps it is less about socializing than communicating? Though, when is socializing and communicating different? I am sure there are times where they are distinct and when there is some crossover. Oh, well, just... thinking.
Yes, I actually thought the acting was good, specifically because it did not appear to put on. That is actually difficult, even for people right before me quite often. People are horrible actors, even playing the simple part of life that presents them to me. At least as I see things. I wonder if that is because so many people have simply lost the skill, spending most of their social time texting. They have no feedback about facial features, don't know how to respond, are essentially dead to non-verbal cues? I'm starting to think so.
Just a few thoughts. At least there are still a few movies that seem to bring out the simpler humble life I remember having been normal. It'll come back, but probably not until after the inevitable, and probably at this point necessary, collapse. I'm thinking a massive emp might be fantastic. I just... I realize it might well be my end for a number of reasons. That... too... might be good. Zombies of one sort or another need to be sorted out. At least this one doesn't need a safe space when discussing the truth of things, even when they are quite personal. Later.
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Nothing fantastic, so far. Though nothing so stupid... well, okay, stupid, but not soul-eating. There are serious limits. I have dumped several, giving some time to the producers et. al. If they can't fly that balloon well and up front I move along. To be honest, I'm not even a great fan of someone like Kubrick. Certainly not those who go even further out while trying to... extend on his work? Perhaps he was a generational thing? A product of the 70's, and 60's really. Trash. As I see things.
Although, once in a while, a small if simple movie gets a spot. I don't need cgi or other special effects. I don't need jump scares, though a well placed one, not over done, is good. Simple acting that doesn't look to be acting is a bonus. But it really is the story. It doesn't have to have an ending, or meaning, so long as I understand the point, that there is something... or something else... in there. That the basic story is one foot in front of the other, though with some of that all not adding up as it should. A story that is just one plus one equals two, unless somehow personal and interesting, just isn't worth time. There has to be a trick to it, even if it can't be fully obtained. But if it is all trick, as I consider Kubrick type work, it is, to me, just as worthless.
Something I was consider while watching a small little movie a bit earlier... acting... If someone is acting, but doesn't seem to be playing a part, is that still acting? Is that good acting... or bad... or does that depend on the medium or part... say stage versus movie or television show, or main part versus a servant perhaps. And, if an actor is obviously acting... again... is that bad? Further... who doesn't act? Am I believable? I must admit, I don't think most people are. If too, I don't think most people are aware that they are in a play, playing a part. They simply play their part, until they are in a different scene with someone else, or are by themselves, producing a soliloquy or simply setting the stage for the entrance of another.
Is acting incorrect? Or is that how we socialize? Perhaps it is less about socializing than communicating? Though, when is socializing and communicating different? I am sure there are times where they are distinct and when there is some crossover. Oh, well, just... thinking.
Yes, I actually thought the acting was good, specifically because it did not appear to put on. That is actually difficult, even for people right before me quite often. People are horrible actors, even playing the simple part of life that presents them to me. At least as I see things. I wonder if that is because so many people have simply lost the skill, spending most of their social time texting. They have no feedback about facial features, don't know how to respond, are essentially dead to non-verbal cues? I'm starting to think so.
Just a few thoughts. At least there are still a few movies that seem to bring out the simpler humble life I remember having been normal. It'll come back, but probably not until after the inevitable, and probably at this point necessary, collapse. I'm thinking a massive emp might be fantastic. I just... I realize it might well be my end for a number of reasons. That... too... might be good. Zombies of one sort or another need to be sorted out. At least this one doesn't need a safe space when discussing the truth of things, even when they are quite personal. Later.
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