My first "construction" project is a success! Behold ye the self-built microwave-holding shelf. My first attempt didn't leave enough room to squeeze the microwave in. I only had to lower the bracket on the right a wee bit and instead of drilling a new screw-hole for the lower slot I just hammered in a nail, which I'm not sure does any good for support, but whatever. I didn't think this was going to work but it did. Yeah! No ugly microwave cart for me.
From McSweeney's:
BUTTERBALL HELP-LINE
HELP-LINE.
BY ALYSIA GRAY PAINTER
Q: The vending machine on the second floor is broken and we're starved. Should we call maintenance?
A: Maintenance is home eating a proper dinner with family and friends. Go to the office kitchen and look in the cupboard behind the fridge. There will be a half-eaten box of Triscuits there, because every office kitchen in existence contains a half-eaten box of Triscuits in the cupboard behind the fridge. Triscuit dust is an acceptable snack when poured into a small paper cup and drunk in the manner of water. Do not use a straw.
This is so true! Why are triscuits so unfinishible? Someone should advise Nabisco.
I'm in the final stretch of my Terry Gilliam marathon! Three more to go! (Or four, depending on how I feel about watching Brothers Grimm again)
I started with:
Then on to:
With much glee:
And finally, at least, so far:
I was certain upon finishing this that it was not written by Terry Gilliam and I'm right. It's a different film for him. It doesn't have the heavy fantasy element, for one. It's kind of great that searching for the holy grail is a theme though. Like, shout out to my peeps! But it's not a minor theme, in fact it's very integral to the story. I found Robin Williams kind of cute in this flick. He hammed it up just where he needed to and not beyond and wore the twinkly, contemplative look just where he needed to. Jeff Bridges makes me think of the DJ guy in Northern Exposure in this one. They do kind of look alike. Oh, and Tom Waits plays a beggar!
This is appropriate since elections are coming up:
Pap
(noun)
1. Soft or semiliquid food, as for infants.
2. Something lacking real value or substance and considered to be unsuitable for the minds of adults.
3. Slang. Money and favors obtained as political patronage.
Usage (the dictionary helped me with this one): "uncouth, self-seeking politicians primarily interested in patronage, privilege, and pap" (Fiorello LaGuardia).
Okay, I'll make my own:
These political ads like to accuse the opposing candidate of accepting pap.
Does anyone actually use this term? Maybe we should. American Heritage Dictionary mo-fo's!
My mom used to make these balls of dough filled with meat and cabbage that I absolutely loved and could hardly ever get her to make because they are a lot of work. I gleaned a tenative recipe from her that I wrote down, verbatim, like this:
turker burger - brown w/ salt/pepper/garlic powder
cut up onion
cut up cabbage
put in skillet w/ meat
cook until soft
roll mix in dough (fold & pinch)
So when I dragged this gibberish out of my recipe book it was oh so much help. Cooking with my mom wasn't learn a recipe, it was learn by observation. I've never been really good at this. (Except for my killer mac n cheese!)
The above instructions sound rather straight forward and I thought this was an easy job... Until I started working with the dough. This is why "bakers" have a profession all their own. I bought premade frozen dinner rolls because they are already in a ball and I let them sit out and rise while I was at work. I even covered the dish with a wet towel like I vaguely remember my mom doing.
I came home and the rolls looked partially cooked. Very large and crusty on the outside. This is not what I was going for. So I de-thawed some more rolls, this time only for the recommended 3-4 hours. Okay, so all is well and I had the meat and the cabbage ready to go but I picked up the dough and I didn't know what the heck to do with it. Don't you knead dough? So I started to roll the dough in my hands, pretty much just smearing it all over my palms and not creating a thick, pliable, workable mass.
I was hungry and didn't want to start over, so I gently flattened one ball, dumped on some meat and cabbage, and covered it with another ball and folded the edges together. Voila. My closest approximation of my mom's "krautburgers." They tasted okay.
Word of the week! My new English-major nerd feature!
I picked this one because it's fun to say.
lascivious:
(adjective)
1. Of or characterized by lust, lewd
2. Exciting sexual desires
Usage: Sister Mary Margaret was shocked by Father John's lascivious advances.