Thursday, May 23, 2013
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Photo backlog!
Bikes, food porn, witty commentary. C'mon, whaddya want? WE KNOW WHAT YOU WANT!
Pretty much just since this is the order these uploaded in, for no obvious reason, let's start with "ahhhhhh, shit" when Dollar General thinks this is the best way to advertise the fact that they sell death.
This is in a neighborhood right around the Dodgers game I went to a few weeks ago. I'm not at all convinced that there is any legal authority for this.
More on the parking theme: I hope McDonalds doesn't mind that I wasn't a Drive-Thru customer.
But, hold on a second: why in the hell do they have parking for Drive-Thru anyway?
It's crass and kind of gross, but I felt like I had to document the immense amount of roadkill on Georgia 101 between Rockmart and Rome that made this incredibly narrow shoulder even less pleasant to ride on. And no, this isn't, by any means, the most graphic shot I could have taken. But this was about as close as I could get without retching.
This is the lovely tempeh hoagie I had at Mellow Mushroom in Rome, where they happily held the mayo, and substituted Daiya for the cow juice cheese.
And finally, this is the assortment that I made my wrap for that tour from. And the last day ended with 57.31 miles ridden. And a slightly sore butt.
Headed to California tomorrow, so posting will be predictably intermittent.
Pretty much just since this is the order these uploaded in, for no obvious reason, let's start with "ahhhhhh, shit" when Dollar General thinks this is the best way to advertise the fact that they sell death.
More on the parking theme: I hope McDonalds doesn't mind that I wasn't a Drive-Thru customer.
But, hold on a second: why in the hell do they have parking for Drive-Thru anyway?
It's crass and kind of gross, but I felt like I had to document the immense amount of roadkill on Georgia 101 between Rockmart and Rome that made this incredibly narrow shoulder even less pleasant to ride on. And no, this isn't, by any means, the most graphic shot I could have taken. But this was about as close as I could get without retching.
This is the lovely tempeh hoagie I had at Mellow Mushroom in Rome, where they happily held the mayo, and substituted Daiya for the cow juice cheese.
And finally, this is the assortment that I made my wrap for that tour from. And the last day ended with 57.31 miles ridden. And a slightly sore butt.
Headed to California tomorrow, so posting will be predictably intermittent.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Dirty Bastard
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
bucket lists
On a recent road trip, J and I spent some time writing up our bucket lists. Mine currently has 37 items, broken out roughly in four different categories, and each with an "A" or "B" priority. Here's an "A" highlight from each category:
travel: Nunavut (the only Canadian province or territory I haven't been to)
skill: learn basic welding and metalwork
outdoor: hike from Badwater, Death Valley, the lowest point in North America, to the peak of Mount Whitney, the highest point in the continental United States.
travel: Nunavut (the only Canadian province or territory I haven't been to)
skill: learn basic welding and metalwork
outdoor: hike from Badwater, Death Valley, the lowest point in North America, to the peak of Mount Whitney, the highest point in the continental United States.
(i couldn't find an image to adequately convey this. use your imagination.)
experience: work in a baseball stadium as a vendor so that I get to yell out "PEANUTS CRACKERJACKS POPCORN COLD BEEEEEEER!" or the like at the top of my lungs. Sunday, May 12, 2013
Today's study in contrasts is inspired by the fact that they are both roughly circular when you're only looking at thumbnail sizes in your photos folder.
First, some delicious FOOD PORN! (Oh, and to hell with those who say looking at food porn makes you fat: you're just not looking at the right stuff )
Anyway, above are vegan hot dogs from a couple nights ago. J's version on the left has (bottom) homemade sauerkraut, grilled poblanos, and dijon mustard; and (top) homegrown pineapple sage (about the most vigorous plant in our kitchen garden raised bed on the front porch), sweet (YUCK) relish, and dijon mustard. Mine on the right has pineapple sage, homemade sauerkraut, grilled poblanos, dill (YUM) relish, dijon mustard, and veganaise, with a side of grilled ONIONS!
And now to remind you of a previous fun topic, namely of the perils of not cleaning out your drains on a semi-regular basis (or at least the perils of you both growing your hair out.) The bathtub has been starting to not drain as quickly in the last few days, so this morning I cleaned out the drain. Big times here at Dangr-us Thoughts World H, lemme tell ya'.
Riding out now to bike bicycle tubes!
First, some delicious FOOD PORN! (Oh, and to hell with those who say looking at food porn makes you fat: you're just not looking at the right stuff )
Anyway, above are vegan hot dogs from a couple nights ago. J's version on the left has (bottom) homemade sauerkraut, grilled poblanos, and dijon mustard; and (top) homegrown pineapple sage (about the most vigorous plant in our kitchen garden raised bed on the front porch), sweet (YUCK) relish, and dijon mustard. Mine on the right has pineapple sage, homemade sauerkraut, grilled poblanos, dill (YUM) relish, dijon mustard, and veganaise, with a side of grilled ONIONS!
And now to remind you of a previous fun topic, namely of the perils of not cleaning out your drains on a semi-regular basis (or at least the perils of you both growing your hair out.) The bathtub has been starting to not drain as quickly in the last few days, so this morning I cleaned out the drain. Big times here at Dangr-us Thoughts World H, lemme tell ya'.
Riding out now to bike bicycle tubes!
Labels:
cleaning,
fermenting,
food porn,
gardening,
home renovation,
onions
Friday, May 10, 2013
Thursday, May 09, 2013
Dinnertime!
Suitcase
Beer can porn?
Or, in the somewhat crass way it's said in the bar industry about empty kegs, dead soldiers?
For the sharp-eyed (or just ultra-critical) in the readership, no, I didn't drink the Coors. Except one, which I had to shotgun after I lost a silly bet that, surprise surprise, I can't remember what it was.
When buying beer for this, I tried really hard to get the more easily recyclable and much more regularly recycled aluminum cans, though I confess that a few glass bottles were harmed in the making of the fence.
For the sharp-eyed (or just ultra-critical) in the readership, no, I didn't drink the Coors. Except one, which I had to shotgun after I lost a silly bet that, surprise surprise, I can't remember what it was.
When buying beer for this, I tried really hard to get the more easily recyclable and much more regularly recycled aluminum cans, though I confess that a few glass bottles were harmed in the making of the fence.
Tuesday, May 07, 2013
Got mushrooms?
Monday, May 06, 2013
Friday, May 03, 2013
Friday night, it must be Sacramento
Rebuilding a fence tomorrow.
What, you don't normally use a Hyundai Elantra hatchback for hauling lumber?
Where, friend, is your sense of adventure?
UPDATE: here's another shot that better indicates the, ahem, ridiculousness of this operation:
Fence = done. Mostly. I'm still not pleased with its unevenness on the east side, but that unevenness dates to five or six years ago: we mostly rebuilt the west side. Oh, and all of the struts. And the gate.
Thursday, May 02, 2013
Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Golden Road vegan beer & food
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