Let me know what you think. I’m gonna try to find the tutorial and tip things I posted here and copy them over. It’s all Movable Type-errific, so it should be much easier to update (ok, it means I’ll probably update it – static HTML is pretty easy too).
Ok, why am I the number one and two result for TylenolPM? I don’t take it very often, really. I swear!!
And how was your day?
In other news, I couldn’t get to sleep last night, so I watched this documentary I TiVo’ed called The Truth About Gay Animals. I can’t find it on Trio’s schedule, so you may be out of luck if you want to see it. It was an interesting and funny search by comedian Scott Capurro for naturally occuring homosexuality in the animal kingdom. Now, it wasn’t exhaustive, but he did talk to a scientist doing a study on sheep that was compelling. If you have the chance to catch it, check it out. It’s entertaining even if it’s not totally enlightening.
I’m trying to get back into the swing of working at work. There’s no TV to distract and entertain me (did you know Sci-Fi’s playing Battlestar Gallactica from 11am-4pm every weekday?!), just work. I’ve already done a bunch, but can feel myself running out of steam… just like this post.
Tonight, I wasn’t in the mood for reheated chicken stew, so I grabbed some boneless pork chops from the freezer, defrosted and then (again) pounded the hell out of of them with the rolling pin. I think they were still slightly frozen, so they didn’t get as flat as I wanted, but hey, that’s OK. I then cracked two eggs into a bowl, whipped them up and set them aside. I then poured half a cup of flour into another bowl and mixed in the following: bunches of cayenne pepper, green chili powder (you could substitute curry and cumin), black pepper and some salt.
I dragged the pork chops through the eggs and then through the flour – both sides – lightly covering it. Then, I dropped them into the same amount of heated olive oil I used on the chicken. I let it sit on one side for about ten minutes to get it nice and brown, then flipped them and let them sit for ten minutes on the raw side. I flipped it again, letting it sit on each side for seven more minutes. The chops were just perfect. They were crunchy on the outside, juicy and tender on the inside and yum-tastic.
This Saturday, they’re having a chili cook-off at church. I’m planning on making sirloin chili. I can’t wait to get started. I’ll let you know how it goes.
Thanks to the UPS guy who couldn’t get around me and my burly next door neighbor, my truck is back in its spot. Ahead of me is a bunch of shovelling, back pain and swearing. I mean lots and lots of swearing. Sailor-scale swearing. Stubbed your little toe on the dresser swearing. Yeah, that much. I mean, I’m from Tucson, Arizona. We don’t get two feet of snow. Stupid snow.
But, in the one piece of good news, the pictures are up from our snow day.
Sorry, back to my “oh yeah” moment. I went out today to shovel the truck out so I could get to work tomorrrow. My two next door neighbors were out there shovelling their sensible four door sedans and looking rather hopeless that they’ll be able to get their cars out tomorrow. Well, after fifteen minutes of shovelling, I got tired of dealing with it, and decided to give it a try and see if I could get out of my parking spot. So, I jumped in, fired it up, put it into reverse, then into 4-WD Low (mmmm, torque) and dropped my foot onto the pedal. I was obviously a little skittish and didn’t want to spin the tires too much, so I took it easy. Surprisingly, it wasn’t hard at all. 10 seconds, and boom, I was out of my spot. I pulled back in, hopped out and smiled at my neighbors and beamed, “Thank God for four wheel drive.”
So, I’ll live with my contribution to global warming. I can get out in the elements if I have to. “Oh yeah”, that’s why I have an SUV.
Defective Yeti has the best of all possible possible endings for Joe Millionaire. I won’t be watching the final episode unless Jen makes me, but I would almost watch if they could guarantee and ending half as good as the one laid out by the Yeti.
Today’s been fun. We were looking out the window every five minutes checking to make sure the snow was still falling down. I checked my mail frequently for that magic note that work was close (it came… wooo-hoooo… couch, tv, surfin’ and workin’ in my jammies tomorrow).
Jen and I are watching High School Reunion. It’s pretty sad, when you get right down to it. It just shows how little people change between high school graduation and death. All of the people on the show have the same issues they had in high school. I don’t want to go to either of my high school reunions. I hope they won’t even find me. Oh wait, I’m extremely Google-able. Crap, why didn’t I think about that before? Stupid, stupid Kevin.