Archives for September 2007
Five Day Mark (dust off the longboard)
14 September 2007 | broken arm, dog, jeff, pictures | No Responses
Well it’s been a long haul with this fucking cast. The past month has been an interesting one. My skateboards have dust on them, and my “Woo-Hoo” output has been at an all time low. Modern technology , however, has shown me just how quickly one can pass the time if one desires to. Additionally, modern hygiene products have shown me just how many days one can go without showering or shaving. So with under five days left with this cast, I can look back and say, wow, I guess it wasn’t all bad. I’ve really come to appreciate some things a little more, which I may not have otherwise. If only I could get Photoshop to pay the rent.
Let’s Butter Poach!!
11 September 2007 | bacon, butter, delicious, fat, food porn, pictures | 2 Responses
Remember the clarified butter that Jaybill and I made to poach pork loin? Well, when we got some ultra-delicious looking lamb sausage from New Seasons, so did we. After poaching about twenty minutes in 140 degree butter these babies were bursting with buttery goodness. So we lightly browned them, then devoured them. This is the first time we made sausage that Jaybill was only able to eat one. I on the other hand, ate two, and then butter poached bacon the following morning. When I die way too young from massive heart failure, it will be with a big smile on my face.
Thanks xkcd…you’ve got it right.
8 September 2007 | jeff | No Responses
I can make this with one arm…literally.
5 September 2007 | broken arm, food, pictures | No Responses
I NEED to COOK!!! So what better dish to pull out but my Mom’s Baked Ziti. Why? Because I can do it with one arm, okay? I’ve seen this recipe put together so many times I can do it in my sleep. My mom used to do this on Sundays after church, and it’s probably one of the first things I tried to make on my own after toast. It’s evolved over the years to include penne instead of ziti, fresh tomatoes melted into the mozzerella on top, and enough cheese to kill a…well…it’s got a retarted amount of cheese. I also used pre-fab alfredo and marinara sauces to make the meat sauce. C’mon I got a broken arm, okay? Don’t try and tell me you don’t use that much butter on your bread, either. Salad and bread purchased at New Seasons.
And I’d like to Thank…
5 September 2007 | beer, broken arm, delicious, faithful readers, pictures | No Responses
Thanks mom, for always being there…and thanks Kate, for always believing in me…and of course the fans, without them this would never have been possible. But most of all, thank you Lagunitas for making surviving this broken arm possible.
Simpsonize Pt. 2…McCarthy Bros!!
4 September 2007 | broken arm, jeff, people, photoshop | 1 Response
It’s a simple equation:
Simpsonizeme.com + Google Images + Photoshop= 10 hrs. closer to getting this god forsaken cast off my arm.
Late Night Blue Cheese Burgers
2 September 2007 | delicious, food, old blue, pictures | No Responses
Old Blue firin’ up some burgers from New Seasons. Boy Howdy!
Simpsonize!!
2 September 2007 | broken arm, food, jeff, photoshop | No Responses
The level of energy that goes into something like this is just staggering. Burger King and our favorite show ever have teamed up to show everybody just how easy it is to get in your head. A friend of mine told me he had recieved an email with a drawing of himself, as a Simpsons character. He was a little freaked out. Most of us probably mentally or verbally reference The Simpsons two or three times a week. It’s a true cutural icon. And now you can be more American than you ever dreamed! Simpsonize!!
Personally, I was a little dissapointed in my Simpsons doppelganger, but I did come to a stark realization. They will get you. The combination of media that screams at you everywhere, everyday, is futile to ignore. And nothing is sacred. If they wanted you to…you would eat a greasy egg in a dirty ashtray, the whole time thinking about Mickey Mouse. Clearly, when the machines take over, it will be advertising that is used to control us.
