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2:33 PM 7/27/2010
Today I am recovering from the week of dogsitting, having a bit too much soda, to cope with the sore throat that comes as a result of having inhaled a bit of pizza and the uncontrollable coughing to dislodge the thing from one's lungs. I'm also doing random administrative/housekeeping things, and waiting to see if my aunt is up for a walk later.

5:17 PM 7/27/2010
(later) Looks like no walk with aunt today. Alas!

6:47 PM 7/27/2010
Cheerful knitting chatter in #dreamwidth tonight. Sinister ducks. Having demolished ... oh dear, the better part of two liters of Dr. Pepper ... I have switched to ginger beer. (The soda thing is not particularly normal for me, but at least the sore throat is feeling better now. Pro tip: avoid inhaling your pizza, it leads to coughing, and coughing leads to sore throats.)

1:36 PM 7/28/2010
Don't argue with an ibex. Ever. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TugslL45aXk I don't know if he's what you call a professional, but... just don't. It sounds like he's trying to get a good take with him discoursing with the ibex, but it's just not working out very well. (The comments to most supposed English "translations" say that it's political questions, and that the "translation" is meant as funny but don't mention that they're joke translations rather than real ones.)

4:03 PM 7/29/2010
Last night's recipe was caused by too many mushrooms and a sudden hunger.
Rather a lot of white mushrooms, washed.
Enough chicken broth and water to cover them, more or less, in a skillet.
Spices to taste (I included lots of pepper, and Canadian Steak Seasoning, which is one of my favorites).
A handful or two of pasta of choice.
A spoonful of bacon grease.
A couple spoonfuls of flour.
Cheese of choice.

This would probably be improved by making a roux of the flour and bacon grease, rather than pouring off hot liquid and mixing it in and adding it back in.

Wash mushrooms. Dump in frying pan, pour in broth. Sprinkle spices, grind pepper. Stick a spoonful of bacon grease in. Leave it for a while. Realize it would be improved with pasta. Add some. Leave it for a while. Realize that it wants thicker sauce, and realize there's no milk or cream, just flavored creamer, and it's not worth grabbing a whole jar of alfredo sauce for this. Forget about the powdered milk. Pull down flour. Pour a little hot liquid out into a little glass bowl, stir in flour until it's lumpless. Add more liquid. Pour bowl back into skillet, stir. Add more water to skillet. Leave for a while, realize it's still not saucy enough. Repeat previous procedure with a second spoonful of flour. Leave for a while. Nod approvingly, add hunk of cheese. Cut the heat, wait for cheese to melt, stirring. Devour.

Today so far: woke up after a nice 8 hours of sleep, did Farmers' Market stuff with aunt, went to Target, went to Trader Joe's. Got a few frozen meals based on the concept that if I like them, I can look up recipes for them, because I've been curious (various curries) but if not, then I won't have gone to the trouble of cooking. (Cooking and I have a mixed relationship until I know a recipe well enough to do it effortlessly.) Got fruit. :D :D :D Eating leftover fruit from last time.

I have been suddenly consumed with the mental image of Temeraire attempting to add some glittery popstar to his horde (or to his crew) based on the sparkliness. This of course is an amazingly OOC AU sort of crackfic bunny.

OH GOD THE RANDOM ICON THING (new DW feature) IS PURE LOVE.

Crossposted. comment count unavailable comments.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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