Most wonderful of all, Blaise Cendrars talking about Ernest Hemingway…. I heart Blaise Cendrars.
Long time readers will be glad to know that my Papal hat fetish continues unabated.
Moose brings down helicopter
Thanks to Patricia for her pic of Catgirl. She is not, however, responsible for Catgirl’s “updo”.
I would like to state that Sandy Gies has the most profound and heartfelt commitment to recognizing beauty, in whatever form it may take, of anybody I ever met.
where this is the company logo?
Yes, it’s a real company that makes industrial strength suckers. Sucker.com….
I have actually heard two of these arguments used…..
I really, really, really like Fark.com. But when the founder (Drew Curtis) of the best non-serious newsaggregator (Fark) on the net runs a serious article about serious journalism, and it runs on the web page of the Christian Science Monitor, while SIMULTANEOUSLY BEING AN AD FOR HIS UPCOMING BOOK….. well, that’s when my head asplodes.
I’m writing everybody I can think of about it.
Made these yesterday. Tonstant Weader will recollect that I ‘had to get’ this recipe, and I did. Now I have cooked them myself, so herewith the recipe.
Preheat oven 325 degrees
- 3 c rolled oats
- 1 c chopped nuts
- 1 cup raisins or dried fruit
- 1/2 cup sunflower seeds
- 1 c chocolate chips (or omit)
- 1 300 ml can sweetened condensed milk
- 1/2 cup melted butter
Use a lipped 15×10 pan lined with buttered foil.
Mix ingredients very well. When you think they’re mixed, continue mixing for at least another two or three minutes. Press firmly into a pan with a rubber spatula. Bake for 25 – 30 minutes. Cool slightly and cut into bars. (I actually let it cool completely and it worked better for me. I also omitted the chocolate chips but OMG are they good with chocolate chips as well.) Note for next time… I’m going to nuke the condensed milk until it’s runny. I think that will really help.
Brother Jerome held a Wii party last night. I mopped the floor with him bowling – the only game I played. Then I had a very satisfactory evening drinking a few beers (Paul found more Lion Winter Ale!), talking to Cam and Yoni (and getting Yoni’s version of Cam’s proposal after I admired her tasteful emerald engagement ring), and watching Margaret, Paul, Keith and Jerome go Rabbid and play golf. The avatar construction was the most fun of all. I wish I had a screen cap of mine. Keith’s looks like a, uh, chemically challenged Weird Al Yankovic.
It was probably too soon for Keith to be out flailing around – he had all four wisdom teeth pulled out on Friday, for gosh sakes – but man, it was nice to see him not thinking about the pain and swelling for a while. He kept some of the teeth, and they are quite impressive. Dr Rondeau actually called him on Saturday to check up on him! Keith, of course, is following the aftercare instructions scrupulously.
Kate is home asleep. There was some kind of emotional upheaval yesterday that got really ugly… details thankfully not available. She claims to be done with Daxus again, but I am past the point of believing it. The lure of his – whatever the hell it is that has such a zombie hold on her – and his family, of whom Katie is inordinately fond – will probably resurface. At last report he was making noises about coming up here. I have to say, Dr. Filk will be disgusted if he shows up when he’s not around to give Dax the welcome he may hastily prepare; Dr. Filk is on the island for the weekend.
Today, more dejunking (we got banker boxes and shredder yesterday) and I’ll be heading over to Tom and Peggy’s to catch a lift to church shortly.
So there’s a link. I thought of another way to deal with the baby animal haters…. I’ll just tell them, “Think of them as food and the aesthetic problem disappears.”