"A Daze in the Life.."

Those nuts are gonna get my kids!!

Fri, 12 Dec 2008 14:38:46 GMT

While perusing my news and morning coffee, I chanced upon this article on the BBC. C'mon people... seriously? At least the fine scientists and thinkers of the British Medical Journal and the Harvard Medical School have declared that most people are in fact idiots. Furthermore, they each get a skittle for grabbing their rocks and publicly stating that "... making children wear gowns over their clothing during meal times so there would be no contamination fear from milk." is complete and total rubbish driven by society's desire and tendency to glom onto most any sort of mass-hysteria. To add in my own opinion as well that "School entrances have signs admonishing visitors to wash their hands before entry to avoid [nut] contamination." is fueled, in part, by parents that don't have the mental wherewithal and prefer to be spoon-fed their facts and figures about what's in fact good and healthy for their own children. Either that or these same parents who can't or haven't been able to stand out due to their own merits are vicariously inundating the offspring with run-of-the-mill sensitivities and allergies in order to make them unique and "special" where they, themselves failed to rise above.

woohoo! increasing my self worth every day!

Tue, 03 Jul 2007 22:42:08 GMT

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Subterfuge

Sun, 06 May 2007 03:24:04 GMT

So, Allthing was today. Head is so busy lately that I didn't even make plans to consider attending. I'm sad that I missed it. But then again, aside from missing it spiritually and socially, I find that events have a way of happening all by themselves. I'm certain that a good time was had by all and that I missed out on some good food, friends and frivolity.

I suppose that somehow my head is taking care of things for me and that I'm simply resting up for BBW and the upcoming Havoc hurrah which is uncertain for many I'm sure. I'm itching terribly to get back into the swing of things while at the same time wanting to be away until I'm a more pleasant person to be around. Like I said, It feels like that's happening without my awareness of it.

I keep checking my IM list to see someone pop on after the event just to talk about it and make a vicarious appearance.

On the up side though, I spent the day with Jacob and we had a fabulous time. It makes me feel terribly happy and proud as a father but again, all the more a victim of irrational, immoral, and immature subterfuge.

Intentional misnomer for what reason?

Sat, 21 Apr 2007 13:53:46 GMT

Ya know, I've got just as much sympathy as anyone else for what happened on the VA Tech campus. But I was listening to the news on the radio yesterday and heard a spot that said that there was "a vigil for the fallen heroes of the VT shooting"...???

Ok, so since when is innocently carrying out your business and daily routine and suddenly getting blindsided by a fatal bullet from a mal-adjusted psychotic college student who cant handle daily life and act of heroism?

I feel very deeply and emotionally for the victims and families of the VT shooting. I'm just sick of the media blowing things out of proportion in the "unnamed" name of sensationalism and hoping to get noticed above any other of the news agencies... (for whatever reason)just because you (as a journalist) are required to do a follow-up but nothing has developed since the day it happened.

butter side down

Sat, 24 Feb 2007 04:57:58 GMT

It seems like a natural thing to want one's children to grow up in a path similar to one's own. My negative slant on this however comes when a parent starts to impress tendencies of pessimism, hypochondria and certiain other "socially mild" psychoses however inadvertant they may be (or not).

Society is screwed up enough as it is with external prejudices, iconolatry, general untruths and high budget advertising to preemptively sabotage one's own children in the home before they even have a chance to go out and experience the world with an open mind.

Funny though, driving today I was listening to Science Friday on NPR and the topic was the now infamous "intelligent design" issue. It makes me grin and giggle to see the paralells between my experiences with a somewhat non-religious albeit still christian single mother and any number of bloated zealots arguing intelligent design.

There's got to be a "zen of Spinal Tap" out ther somewhere.... there are a great number of things in my life that I wish I could make "go to 11" both postitive and negatively positive that I don't know where to begin.
Keeping drama at arm's length just doesn't seem to be enough anymore... I need, at this moment, an arm that goes to 11 to keep the drama at bay. Several reasons: *)drama close to me is drama close to my friends. We don't need that shit! *)I've got enough current drama with plenty more knocking at the door every day, I don't need crap resurfacing from three years ago to re-contend with thakyouverymuch. *)spin the karma wheel for yourself, dont' feel you need to give it a whirl for others. *)If you want to gamble, go to a casino, don't, for our sakes, gamble with the golden, threefold, sevenfold etc. rule.

ok, I'm sufficiently vented for now.

Sun, 28 Jan 2007 00:55:17 GMT

Get your own spectral analysis from Area 23^®

Nutz!

Wed, 06 Dec 2006 14:44:44 GMT

So.. maybe it IS a good time to rejoin the labor pool. What with the State minimum wage up and all. That way I'm not "grandfathered" in so to speak. After all, if I've been working at a job that's $5 above the previous minimum wage then the law changed.. suddenly, in theory, I take a $2 pay cut. Now, when I apply for a new job, I can ask for that much more from my next employer. Makes sense doesn't it?

So, what does the future hold for me? Maybe I'll just get a boring job in an office pool or something... that way I can really start to cook again. Which is what I really love to do. If I could open a restaraunt and not charge for anything... just feed people great food, I'd be a happy elf. Instead of working for "the man" and their concerns about profitablility and such.

Funny thing too. This wasn't a premonition or anything but last night, I searched and submitted about 2 dozen resumes. Submitted one back on Saturday and already got a call back on it... but I'm debating on setting up an interview or seriously considering it as the training portion would put me in Indiana for 6 months.

Anywho, we'll see what happens after today when I get my head cleared.

Felonious assault? Prison? Bubba? They're not so bad...

Fri, 01 Dec 2006 00:07:32 GMT

Monday: Insane, too many stupid people fucking up my Chi.

Tuesday: A little more palatable. Still too many stupid peoples. The evening made it all go away.

Wednesday: The stupid people have regrouped and they're back with reinforcements. Again, the evening made it all go away.

Thursday: Into work early... no chance to ascertain the concentration of stupidity just yet... I've an early morning delivery... off I go. uh-oh, car troubles. hey! is that my left rear wheel passing me on the highway? Yes? oh, ok, I thought I was seeing things for a minute.

Friday: ?????? Let's hope for the best people, otherwise you'll be seeing my mug on the billboards in 4 states next month.... and I'll have perfected my strangling technique.

Evolution vs Creationism

Sun, 19 Nov 2006 03:50:42 GMT



"Evolution vs Creationism" on Google Video
Peter explains Evolution and Creationism

What kind of christian am I?

Wed, 15 Nov 2006 01:53:00 GMT

Bishop Spong Christian
(a.k.a. "Biblical Revisionist")
You think the Bible is a powerful metaphorical narrative and believe that Jesus was a heroic figure similar to Gandhi. You believe in God as a loving creator and that She will forgive you for just about anything. You're willing to admit that you don't believe in the resurrection. You go to church for the sense of community and the music and because you like to hector your fellow Christians about their backward ways. You watch "Touched by an Angel" but don't cry (well, OK, except that one time when the boy with leukemia met his real father). You read Toni Morrison, Deepak Chopra, and Bishop Spong, the controversial Episcopalian prelate. You ardently support gay rights and feel guilty that you yourself are not gay. (If you are gay, you're in a loving, committed relationship). You live in a leafy university town, order Chai at Starbucks, wear hand-blocked clothing, and subscribe to The New Yorker. You watch TV so you can talk ironically about how bad TV is. You give to charity, preferring the local homeless shelter to those bureaucratic national charities. For you, the crux of Christianity is Jesus' revolutionary message of empowering "the least of these."

C'mon, you guys know me... is this what I'm like?

http://www.beliefnet.com/features/searchforjesus/quiz.asp

Not what I expected...

Sun, 05 Nov 2006 04:55:04 GMT

You scored as The Dragon. Ancient, chaotic, and a bit mysterious is the Dragon figure. Awakened from your happy slumber upon a pile of gold, you go about the country slaying its occupants. Beowulf manages to kill you, but not before you ensure his death. Congrats.

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The Dragon

83%

Grendel

75%

Wiglaf

75%

Beowulf

67%

Hrothgar

58%

Wealhtheow

50%

Grendel's Mother

50%

If You Were in Beowulf...
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But then again, everyone's got an inner and outer personality...

Close... but no Cohiba

Sat, 04 Nov 2006 00:13:42 GMT

You Are 73% Strange!

You are pretty damn strange. You're quirky and odd, and DEFINITELY not normal. But that's great--it makes you an interesting person. You aren't exactly as strange as they come, but congratulations on being quite unique!

How Strange Are You?
Quizzes for MySpace

Hey! they missed all the important questions....

na na na na, Hey Hey Hey

Tue, 31 Oct 2006 23:35:32 GMT

culinarian's Halloween party:

alliquay dressed as a Etienne, Incorporated employee.
dasboi dressed as Zachary Taylor, though it looked more like Jack the Ripper in a time machine, complete with gory knives.
dedduncan dressed as a first baseman for the Mets.
eternalmaiden dressed as Mary Queen of Scots ... without her head. Most convincing.
oliviassis dressed as a character from Harry Potter and the Eternal Infinity.

Throw your own party at the Hallomeme!
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Happy Candy Day!

Tue, 31 Oct 2006 23:16:53 GMT

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
culinarian goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Nanook the Sno-Cone Vendor.
alliquay gives you 10 light yellow licorice-flavoured nuggets.
dasboi gives you 12 red-orange cinnamon-flavoured nuggets.
dedduncan tricks you! You get a toothbrush.
eternalmaiden tricks you! You lose 19 pieces of candy!
oliviassis tricks you! You get a scratched CD.
culinarian ends up with 3 pieces of candy, a toothbrush, and a scratched CD.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.

This is the future!

Thu, 26 Oct 2006 00:39:06 GMT

So it's about half right....

Tue, 24 Oct 2006 23:50:48 GMT

Halloween Horoscope for Cancer

You're usually the one who gives out the best candy in your neighborhood.
And you really get into the halloween spirit decorating your house.

Costume suggestions: A witch, wizard, or angel

Signature Halloween candy: Mini peanut butter cups

What's Your Halloween Horoscope?

I used to like chess...

Tue, 24 Oct 2006 23:24:16 GMT

You know how some people have objects they are attached to? And to those objects they are so endeared that they are compelled to name? You know, things like cars, knives, guns, drums, guitars, etc... I think it's mostly a male thing. Well, I have (a) relationship(s) like that.. and it's with my car. More accurately, it's with every car I have ever owned, well, sort of. It's actually more like the car has owned me. All starting from my first vehicle; a 1976 BMW R900/6 motorcycle (which I still...er, um, which still owns me by the way) to my current master; a 1995 Ford Expire.

Now today class, it is the most recent vehicle that I wish to lecture on. This vehicle, when I bought it, was an ugly teal blue, smelly, upholstery worn, window glass cracked, bald tire, noisy, rattle trap, did I mention ugly?, road pimple. The saving grace of this vehicle was the fact that it gets 40mpg and runs..check that, the motor runs great. But since my purchase of this fine fine automotive masterpeice, this opus of engineers under 5'2", I have come to discover that this car (true to form of all my previous cars) posesses an intllect rivaling that of Kasparov. Not that we actually play chess mind you. But more of this 'cat and mouse game' with my wallet and my scheduled responsibilities (ie. work). For example: I drive, It makes noise. I'm happy with that, cars make noise. Throughout the course of the day, the "noise" goes thorough mood changes. I listen. All day long, I listen. Throughout the course of the day, I deduce the location and cause of the noise (I've gotten quite good at this mind you, after 20 years of being a pet to on auto or another). I purchase parts and specialty tools to remedy this noise. Now under "normal" circumstances, in a normal relationship with a vehicle, this act would tend to appease the car, maybe even endear the driver to the car. Not in this case my good friends... in this case, all I can figure is that the car is thinking "hehe, I got mine, now let's see how far I can take this..." and the car promptly relocates the noise and changes it ever so slightly in order to instill doubt in my diagnostic skills and give me a general feeling of inefficacy.

Let's pick a real world case... shall we?

Today, I was making some deliveries. As my car and I like to do these days. As I steered into one of my destinations I hear (loudly) Ping! Snap! GrRrRrRrR! Clunk! Clunk! Clunk! (yes, three clunks). Now mind you, this sound is not entirely foreign to me as I have heard it somewhat regularly since I bought the car. I have... this year alone... changed the same wheel bearing twice. And this sound was very much like that sound. Then I started thinking to myself... 1) I can fix this fairly quicly, I've done it before on 4 different vehicles, twice already on this one... 2) when am I gonna find the time to do this and will my car continue to roll until then? I decided that I would try and leave work early today to make excellent use of the daylight and the delightful cold wet weather. Well, the 'getting out of work early' part didnt' happen, it never does when I need it to. So when I got out of work at 5 I went home, let the dog out, chatted with oliviassis for a bit, changed my clothes and headed out to the auto parts store. There I gleefully shed $28 for all the parts I knew I needed. Off to Dad's! cause he's got the air tools. I start the routine that I knew from twice before. I get down to the heart of the matter and notice that it wasnt' the wheel bearing at all, my car had played a clever ruse on me! After a broader inspection I discovered that one of the alignment pins on the brake pads had slipped out and gotten caught and mangled in the brake rotor... (ie: the thingy fell out and got caught in the turny thing).

As I put my wheel back on and lowered the jack, I know I heard laughter, a muffled snickering... but I couldn't tell where it was coming from.

Showtime

Sun, 22 Oct 2006 15:26:36 GMT

Allright, now that it's settled in, I've some ideas for my own show.

Do you remember the show "The Dating Game" from the '60's and '70's?

Ok then, we take about 8-10 persons from foodservice background with a minimum of 5 years experience. No one holding a management position need apply. If you're already in management then you've made your choice concerning your future in the industry.

So once we have this panel of "hungry" individuals, we select our Jury. I'm rather fond of the way they do it on the original Iron Chef, a panel of socialites, not celebrities. Of course culture is different in Japan so good luck finding a well balanced high-profile individual in America that's not a superficial celebrity.

The show format follows thus: First half of the season consists of the "Dating Game" format... would-be chefs are concealed behind a "curtain" while the panel interviews them and their food. At the end of the show, one is chosen. This continues on a bracket system until a single winner is selected. This winner then goes on to open his/her own restaraunt.

The 'restaraunt opening' phase of the season follows: The selected winner is released with a "nest egg" to open a restaraunt. This grant is not nearly enough to open a business entirely... merely a kickstart. It is now up to this individual to obtain further backing and financing... scout and find a location, produce a menu, hire employees, plan and stock inventory, and oh... say... 6 months to show a profit after opening the doors... not necessarily establish a successful business, just show an efficient profit after 6 months.

This is not an inclusive model, but it is an alternative idea that is more "real" than "reality" and, I believe, justifies my previous rant. So that I am not just complaining and bemoaning society but also offering a solution which may be just as, if not more entertaining.

Why "The Look"?

Sun, 22 Oct 2006 02:29:22 GMT

Ok, I'm gonna rant... Here I go.

Ya know.. I dislike 'Reality' shows. I can deal with that. I don't need to project or otherwise communicate this with others. I can deal with it all on my own. Something, however, has boiled over to a borderline hatred. I really make a concerted effort not to label anything with 'hate'. It's a nasty word and, in my opinion, should be reserved only for extreme circumstances. I don't mean like X-Games extreme either, I mean extreme as it is defined in the 45 lb. edition of Websters Dictionary extreme.

now, on to my psycho-dramatic vent...
If I had cable... hell if I even watched regular TV, one of my staple channels would be the Food Network. I really enjoy their programming; Alton Brown is a naughty little god, Rachel Rey does something primal for me, Bobby Flay bugs me but it's healthy to have balance. The rest of the programming, although I may not jive with the hosts, I can usually find a ray of sunshine as educational redemption.

Tonight, I watched Top Chef for the first time. Something snapped. I realized what it was about this sub-genre of shows (ie. Top Chef, Hell's Kitchen, IC America, et al) that really chaffs my nether reigon. It's "The Look". Here's my take on the premise of these shows that I think to be omnipresent: Let's take all these young, inexperienced (kids) who, for all tense and purpose, are so fresh out of CIA that their jackets and toques still have that "new car smell" and their parents are in debt up to the tips of their noses from fronting the 28K per year for the last 3 years just so their babies could call themselves "Chef" and line them all up in front of a TV camera for a beauty/coolness pageant. You know, things like... 'My hair is spikier and has more gel in it than yours' or 'My glasses (non-perscription no doubt [how 80's btw])are squarer and the rims are thicker than yours' or 'My outraaaaaaaaaaaageous french accent makes you look like a silly english type'. Then we'll give them a box full of expensive food to fuck up trying to copy the pop-cuisine of the day while accurately (or not) using all the catch phrases and terms from their overpriced textbooks from the CIA. Then, after they've worked their little fragile, immature hearts out to make something they just saw last week in Food and Wine (because anything older than that is just old hat, and the fact that the whole generation has ADHDXYZ or some other malady that means that we have to treat them 'special'and they can't remember that far back) only to get dashed on the rocks by an overzealous under qualified critic and their pop-star crony and be banished off camera only to later see a one-on-one interview with them sobbing adolescently like their first boyfriend told them "I won't come in your mouth baby, I promise".

That's my deal... I'm done.

Saturday morning...

Sat, 21 Oct 2006 13:02:20 GMT

Someone give me a million dollars. Please. that way I can just retire, buy a house in the country... and have enough time to take care of all the crap I can't do during the week. Either that or sign me up for gene splicing that'll take care of my need to sleep. That way I can maybe get my house finished, spend some really nice time with my son and my families, write that novel I've been meaning to, organize my charitable foundation and conquer the planet with my mind powers. Oh and maybe open a restaraunt...

Busy-ness as usual

Thu, 19 Oct 2006 22:01:50 GMT

Ho-hum...
Short day at work... run around get some stuff done on the car. WooHoo! now I can drive over 60!

Tried to call my friend Elizbeth to see if she wanted to go out and have a drink... as usual, no answer. Told her answering machine "I guess we're destined for random encounters"
She's cool, I like her. She's an oddball kinda neo-retro-hippie, we get along great together. Usually in the summer we go skinny dipping after we hang out with the band at Bell's. Haven't seen much of her this year, she had some "old" friends come see her from California. s'ok... I don't feel the need to be top of the list. We'll run into each other again eventually.

'Nuff Said.

Thu, 19 Oct 2006 16:29:08 GMT

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There are:
10
people with my name
in the U.S.A.

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