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[A] It has probably been archived.
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Beanblog.org will no longer be updated. All future blogs will go to beanblog.com. I am switching to blogger because Webcrimson is too unreliable. More deets here.
We had a fire alarm go off in our building yesterday around 5. Standard operating procedure is that everyone leaves the building and walks across the street. Someone is in charge of brining the book that tells who is still here. That person noticed that "bruce" wasn't outside and was still listed on the book. We discussed it and decided that he had been seen very recently in the building and that since it was most likely a false alarm, nobody would go get him unless we saw smoke. So all the 9 billion firemen on base show up and converge on the building. Pretty soon, here comes "bruce" waddling out of the building. One thing about "bruce" is that he's nearly deaf and has these hearing aids that apparently don't pick up the sound of a fire alarm. The lead fireman was chewing him out for not leaving the building when the alarm went off and he's like, I'm deaf. Asslow, "bruce's" nickname is milton, after the office space character.
Stef and I are trying to decide what to do on our honeymoon. We had tossed around a few ideas and ended up pretty sure that we would spend a week or so at an all-inclusive resort. A few of my friends have done this and had nothing but good things to say about it.
Then, Saturday night, after a margarita or two, we got to talking again and Stef said she would rather go to Germany. Whoa. That's a pretty big leap. I'm not opposed to it, though. We'd have to put it off for a while for $ reasons, and we'll have to save up some vacation time because we would want to spend atleast 2 weeks there. Plus, I was kinda looking forward to teh all-inclusive thing. So, I thought about it and came up with a compromise.
Now let me give you a little background information, first. I like beer. I like to drink beer. I like trying new types of beer. I like making beer and learning about the brewing process. Stef doesn't like beer. She doesn't dislike the fact that I like beer and brewing, but she just isn't very interested in it. I think it would be awesome if she all of the sudden liked beer, and was interested in helping me brew, etc.
So I made a proposal, and she accepted. We will honeymoon in Germany sometime next year under the assumption that between now and then Stef learns to drink, like, and appreciate beer. I mean, Germany is friggin beer central in Europe.
So now, I am excited about going to Germany. Along with visiting the standard tourist locations, I am looking forward to checking out some of the old breweries. And most of all, it'll be great to have Stef by my side trying all of those great german beers with me!
This past weekend, I bought a sushi kit and book from Waldenbooks for $9.99. After a visit to an asian market in Louisville, I made my first attempt at some sushi rolls (Maki-zushi).
Last night, I went for attempt number two. I made the vinegar rice, sliced some avacado and cucumber, and layed out some seaweed sheets (Nori). I made a total of 4 1/2 rolls for Stef and I to feast on. They were a mixture of inside-out and regular rolls, with various combinations of avacado, cucumber, imitation crab, fried imitation crab, wasabi, and cream cheese. Tasty.
I want to try some fish at some point, but I am not real comfortable with the freshness of raw fish this far inland. I have a tuna steak that I plan on searing next time I make sushi. Anyone have any other suggestions? How about a hotdog-burger-roll.
Went to Wet Willy's Saturday night with Stef, John & Terri, Terri's friend Jamie, and Jamie's cousin. Wet Willy's is a new bar in Louisville that's on one of the main "happenin" drags of the city. It's a pretty weird little hangout... lot's of cool ideas scrunched into one place. For instance, they have some of those wacky vertical ceiling fans. Man, I love those things. They also have a whole section of the bar that is all wicker furniture - and another section of stone furniture. Their bartop is all hand-hammered copper and used to have a long fishtank built into it (it has been converted to a terrarium) One of the weirdest things is the room that you go through right when you come in the place... it has a glass floor with an aligator habitat underneath, and yes, there is an aligator in it.
Now all that cool stuff is fine for "ohhs" and "ahhs" but the real beauty of this bar is the drink selection. Besides having a standard full bar, they have 30 frozen drink machines churning out every flavor of daquari (or rita, or colada, or whatever) you can think of lining the top of the bar. They also have 68 beer taps mounted behind the bar - undoubtably the biggest selection of drafts in the area. BUT WAIT, THERES MORE! The bartendresses are more than happy to dole out "tastes" of any frozen drink or beer you want. This led to me getting to taste a wide range of beers that I'd never had before. A definate BANG in my book.
After the bar, we went back to Jamie's to play some poker. I almost won the $30 pot but lost to Jamie (I had pocket Kings, and went all in. She called, and flopped Aces). Around 2:30, it was time to head home. It had been a while since my "beer tasting" adventure at Willy's so I decided to drive. On the way, I got pulled over.
I had to sit for about 10 minutes while the cop who pulled me over waited for backup. The backup administered the full barrage of drunk tests on me (all of which I passed) and then gave me a breathalizer. After I blew in the tube, the cop discarded the tube on the ground (nice role modle, litterbug) and we watched the number count up. It stoped at 0.070. "You are free to go" he said, "Here's a warning for speeding - no ticket, no fine, no points on your liscense." I then bent down and picked up the blow tube and said "Can I take this?" "Sure" he said. So I did. In the morning, I examined the contents of my pocket and decided to take a picture and BABAI.
Friday night, Steve and Brianna came down to eat some pizza and try out some of my vodka soaked fruit. I am trying a few different kinds out, in preparation for SDP. Vodka probably isn't the best word to use, really, as teh alcohol used was 190 proof Everclear. Ah yes, Everclear, the precurson to so many bad nights for so many different people.
Back in school, I used to like trying to blow flames with Bacarda 151 and Everclear on occasion. I wasn't always successful (usually due to inebriation), but the shenanigens usually resulted in good times being had by all. So, I decided to stir up some old memories and DITBABAI (Do It Then Blog ABlog About It) !
I have noticed that the most common word used to describe shitty blogs (based on the random blogs over on the right) is "musings." I hate that word now. It used to have such mystical connotations in my mind. According to a few online dictionaries:
v.intr. - To be absorbed in one's thoughts; engage in meditation.
n. - A state of meditation.
n. - Greek Mythology. Any of the nine daughters of Mnemosyne and Zeus (Calliope, Clio, Erato, Euterpe, Melpomene, Polymnia or Polyhymnia, Terpsichore, Thalia, and Urania), each of whom presided over a different art or science.
n. - A guiding spirit or source of inspiration.
adj. - Persistently or morbidly thoughtful.
n. - A calm lengthy intent consideration.
But now the only thought it brings to mind is some pimply faced nerd writing paragraphs about his latest game of Magic, some 14 year old "grl" blabbing about the new smileys she found :] :) :0 ;) 8-), or some some dillsnatch with a million animated icons, webrings, and background music. There is so much crap out there in the blog world that it's hard to believe there is anything good to be found. One rule of thumb I now go by: If the word "musings" appears in the blog title or description, skip that pile of trash.
A while back, the now-defunkt CongoBlog had some posts about trying to invent new types of hamburgers. CongoBlog author John and I gave it another shot Monday. It should be noted that usual burger spices (salt, pepper, chopped onions, eggs, etc) were used in addition the ingredients listed below. Here are our results.
Inside-out jalapeno cheeseburger: Jalapenos and pepper-jack cheese were places at the center of a ball of meat, which was then flattened. Upon grilling, care was taken not to smash the burger, so that the suprise middle would remain intact. The end result was a very juicy burger with a great, gooey, spicey core. Bang.
Onion suprise: Make 2 thin patties. Mix a little bit of extra meat with a lot of A1. Slice a chunk of onion and place it on the inside of the two think patties along with the A1 mixture. Seal the edges so you end up with a samich with A1 and onions in the nmiddle of meat. It seperated during grilling and exposed the onion, but all in all was a tasty burger.
Hotdog burger: Warp a hotdog in burger meat and grill it. This turned out quite nice.
Supercheeseburger: Mix copious amounts of shredded cheese in with the meat. This burger fell completely apart during grilling. Trach.
Chickendog burger: hide chopped up chicken breast (pre-cooked) and hotdog bits on the inside of a ball of meat. Flatten and grill. Surpisingly bangarific.
Mustard burger: Add lots of mustard to the meat before grilling. Difficult to keep together and not very good. During grilling, this burger turned green. Nast.
Corn burger: Cut some leftover corn on the cob off of the cob and mix it in with the burger meat. Grill as normal. Despite the visual similarity to a corny turd, this burger turned out great. Smelled like cornbread and tasted like you were eating roasted corn on the cob and a burger at the same time. Check back tomorrow and I'll have pics of a few of these burgers.
I have to say the corn burger suprised me and came out as my favorite. My least favorite was the mustard burger. I didnt even get to taste the Supercheeseburger, but I'm sure it would have been better than that green mustard MF.
Last night, Stef and I were sitting on the back deck, enjoying the evening (here is what I was doing) when Steve walks around back and says "Dude, you have to see this shit. You have to come up to my house." When I asked for more details, he said something about a large mass of bees. I grabbed my camera and tennis racket and hopped on my bike to go explore.
Holy fucking shit, I couldn't believe how many bees had gathered on the tree in his fron yard. Click on this link to see some pictures I took of it. Keep clicking on the pics to zoom in. It was nasty. There were layers and layers of them crawling on top of each other lettign out a strong, steady "buzz." And the crazy thing was - there was no hive - just bees, bees, and more bees.
So... what did I do next? What any red-blooded, 27 year old, american man would do - I threw a rock at it and took off on my bike like a bat out of hell. All of the bees fell down onto the ground and lower branches. The "buzz" got louder, but there was no explosive swarm like I was expecting - just a small concentrated cloud. I am gonna check it out again this evening to see if the mass reformed. More news to follow.
Update 7-2-2004 : So it turns out they were swarming Honey Bees, looking for a new hive. Now I feel bad about throwing rocks at them. At any rate, they reformed within 24 hours. Steve called a local beekeeper who was very happy to come and remove the swarm right away. He dropped them into a bee box and let them settle in before capping it off and putting it in the back of his van and driving away. It was pretty darn cool.
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