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Remember that thing you were worried about? That thing? Well, it's true - and you SHOULD worry about it. You may as well cancel your fishing trip because you will probably need the money for doctor bills and follow-up psychotherapy visits. If I were you, I wouldn't plan on another vacation until 2015 unless you know of a quicker way to cure whatever it is that you have, which you don't even REALLY know yet - do you? Of course, it could be nothing at all, but why take chances.

Take a few hours today to clean off your desk for crissakes! Neatness counts and it can even multiply and divide so get busy!

And remember that other thing that you wanted to not forget? That other thing? You don't remember do you? That's because you are a disgusting fat-body private Pyle - you make me sick!

Drop and give me 20!!

I will motivate you!

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Cooking is hard!

nobody@vox.com(dewitte) — Mon, 12 May 2008 20:30:44 -0400

SURPRISED

Dang - Well, I'm not really THAT surprised, since I've done it before, but I certainly reset my belief system on what's involved in putting together a whole meal.

When I think back about the meals I used to cook when I was a kid for my parents, it would involve putting the frozen Salisbury steak in the oven and putting the instant potato flakes into the boiling water.

Yesterday, for Mother's day I cooked meatloaf that is packed into these red and green pepper rings that we saw on the Food Network show, "Cooking for Real", along with some fresh steamed asparagus and mashed potatoes. Yikes! Jamie stayed out of the kitchen, which is exactly what she should do for a Mother's day dinner. She did pop in once to throw something in the trash and hinted "You might want to slow down cooking those potatoes because they will get done too fast" Too fast?

Oh, well - about 10 minutes later and at least 45 minutes before the meatloaf was ready (I was still putting stuff in the mixing bowl), I announced that if anyone was interested, the mashed potatoes were all ready.

Cooking, unlike say anything else you might do on the planet, isn't something you do back to back. You have to figure out all the cooking times and try to work it so that everything is done at the same time. Jamie pulls this off without a hitch again and again - meanwhile I throw things in the microwave to keep them warm. I also had this great idea that I was going to use an old iron frying pan to sear the meatloaf. I went into the garage, got it off the wall where it was hanging and scrubbed it out. After getting it up to temperature and putting in just the right amount of oil, I put in a meatloaf "sample" so we could taste it. About a minute later, I remembered why I hated iron frying pans. They are great for cornbread, but the meatloaf bonded with it immediately like they were old long lost school pals. Nope, not going to fight it. I carried it out on the deck and sat it on a pile of cardboard (no, it didn't catch fire, so nothing comes out of that). I took out one of Jamie's fancy non-stick pans and moved forward.

The "sample" wasn't right - didn't have enough taste, so I "made the recipe mine" by adding steak sauce and a few handfuls of other spices. Perfection at last. You stuff the pepper rings and then fry both sides, then you put it in the oven to bake for about 25 minutes.

It turned out good. I put a lot more salt and pepper than I would have ever imagined in both the potatoes and the meatloaf, but all in all it was good. We had enough left over to pack a small bread pan so I did that and let it bake for a bit. Maybe it will make a quick sandwich.

Considering the amount of time and expertise required to make everything come out at the exact same moment, I can see why a cook could be a little ticked off when people aren't around the table when everything is ready.

My camera phone isn't the greatest, but it looked like this:

5/11/08

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Happy Mother's Day!

nobody@vox.com(dewitte) — Sun, 11 May 2008 21:36:46 -0400

Happy Mother's Day to every one of you who is a mom and especially Jamie who is one of the best moms around anywhere!!

Red Velvet Bouquet

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ps -aux | grep "dewitte" | more

nobody@vox.com(dewitte) — Sat, 10 May 2008 12:00:40 -0400

Status:

SURPRISED

I woke up thinking about this string of old Unix commands today.

I think the last time I really used it was on a PDP-11 in 1983.

It looks right - might be off slightly, but basically the ps displays all the currently running Unix processes then you pipe (send) it over to the grep command to look up "dewitte" then you pipe that over to more so it paginates the output.

Ah, good times - good times. Who needs windows when you have a PDP-11?

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3 accused of using corpse head to smoke pot

nobody@vox.com(dewitte) — Fri, 09 May 2008 10:32:36 -0400

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph - This is the most disgusting thing I've heard lately... well, today anyway.

clipped from www.chron.com

Two men and a juvenile are accused of digging up a corpse, decapitating the body and using the head to smoke marijuana, according to court documents.

Matthew Gonzalez and Kevin Jones have been charged with the misdemeanor offense of abuse of a corpse

According to documents filed in the case, Gonzalez, Jones and an unnamed juvenile on March 15 went to an Humble cemetery, dug up a man's grave, left with the head and turned it into a "bong."

Gonzalez told authorities about the incident Wednesday, and showed officers the defaced grave, including a 4-foot hole. Because of a heavy rain, officers were unable to determine whether the casket or the body had been disturbed.

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Life is a Rock

nobody@vox.com(dewitte) — Fri, 09 May 2008 09:31:23 -0400

I always liked this song. I think I had it on "Funny Bone Favorites" - one of those Ronco records from the 70's

Life Is A Rock - Reunion

Lyrics :

Words and music: N. Dolph, P. DiFranco en J. Levine (Reunion) / trad.; arr.: Max van de Kamp

B.B. Bumble and the Stingers, Mott the Hoople, Ray Charles Singers
Lonnie Mack and twangin' Eddy, here's my ring we're goin' steady
Take it easy, take me higher, liar liar, house on fire
Locomotion, Poco, Passion, Deeper Purple, Satisfaction
Baby baby gotta gotta gimme gimme gettin' hotter
Sammy's cookin', Lesley Gore and Ritchie Valens, end of story
Mahavishnu, fujiyama, kama-sutra, rama-lama
Richard Perry, Spector, Barry, Archies, Righteous, Nilsson, Harry
Shimmy shimmy ko-ko bop and Fats is back and Finger Poppin'

Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie

FM, AM, hits are clickin' while the clock is tock-a-tickin'
Friends and Romans, salutations, Brenda and the Tabulations
Carly Simon, I behold her, Rolling Stones and centerfoldin'
Johnny Cash and Johnny Rivers, can't stop now, I got the shivers
Mungo Jerry, Peter Peter Paul and Paul and Mary Mary
Dr. John the nightly tripper, Doris Day and Jack the Ripper
Gotta go Sir, gotta swelter, Leon Russell, Gimme Shelter
Miracles in smokey places, slide guitars and Fender basses
Mushroom omelet, Bonnie Bramlett, Wilson Pickett, stop and kick it

Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie

Arthur Janov's primal screamin', Hawkins, Jay and
Dale and Ronnie, Kukla, Fran and Norma Okla
Denver, John and Osmond, Donny
JJ Cale and ZZ Top and LL Bean and De De Dinah
David Bowie, Steely Dan and sing me prouder, CC Rider
Edgar Winter, Joanie Sommers, Osmond Brothers, Johnny Thunders
Eric Clapton, pedal wah-wah, Stephen Foster, do-dah do-dah
Good Vibrations, Help Me Rhonda, Surfer Girl and Little Honda
Tighter, tighter, honey, honey, sugar, sugar, yummy, yummy
CBS and Warner Brothers, RCA and all the others

Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie

spoken:
Listen--remember, they're playing our song!
Rock it, sock it, Alan Freed me, Murray Kaufman, try to leave me
Fish, and Swim, and Boston Monkey,
Make it bad and play it funky.
(Wanna take you higher!)

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