I was checking out this old blog thing, trying to work it out why it never took off. Oh I thought, its boring and has no focus, no locus, and minimal hocus pocus. This must change! As of now I am a blogger's blogger. Bloggling in 'fo real time with homies, cronies, and chones to boot. Grappling with the space time continuance, with shoes or without, I'll Bloggle your mind!
If you don't believe me, I don't blame you. But really, let's delve into your trust issues at the same time as we explore my lack of skill and, well, you know... My ....
... to be continued ...
Wednesday, January 2
Saturday, April 23
New Hobby, Yamaha Zuma 125 scooter
Greetings, BlogglersThis thing is rad! I did my first mods today. Replaced the panel lights with blue LED's, modified the headlights so both come on at the same time instead of just one or the other. Changed out the headlights to a duel 35W HID setup. 5000K. And replaced the tweety stock horn with a Stebel TM 80 Magnum "high" version. I chose the high so it would still sound somewhat like a motorcycle but be waaaay louder. I'm so very proud that I was able to put it all back together with no extra parts and all the mods seem to work perfectly!
Tuesday, June 22
Interest in the World Cup
For the record, I ended up eating a second cookie yesterday. This one a peanut butter chocolate chip pilfered from the work kitchen. This proves the old adage "blog it and it will come."
On to more pressing matters, I caught a bit of the Mexico - Uruguay Group A decider game this morning. In the end, both teams advanced, but disgracefully so IMHO. I was of course rooting for Mexico, my beloved neighbor. Their game was defensive and blah despite being down one point. It was like they had earpieces and were listening to the French lose to South Africa knowing they were safely on their way to the final 16. I hate blah soccer, but even more so I hate rough-house soccer which was the method of the Uruguay team this game.
Don't get me wrong, I love a good fight, but that's what hockey is for!! Fighting is actually written into the game earning 2 and 5 minute penalties long before any serious consequences. You have to actually try to behead your opponent with your skate before the ref will kick you out of the game!
Soccer on the other hand: two strikes your out. Sometimes even one. Therefore, if you want to play dirty you have to attack your opponent in a passive-aggressive way whereby you throw yourself into your counterpart and quickly fall to the ground and roll around in a terribly fake display of agony. Sooo pedestrian! I don't know what was worse: Mexico's boring offense, or Uruguay's bad acting. In the end it left such a sour feeling in my stomach I want neither of these teams to advance any further in the tournament, beloved neighbor or not.
Besides, living in a largely Hispanic neighborhood, I fear the riots that I have been told would happen in the event that Mexico were to win the World Cup. No, it wasn't Rush Limbaugh or Bill O'Reily that told me so, it was my Latino friends and coworkers. I'll take their word for it and prepare accordingly.
I'm looking forward to USA taking at least second place in their group tomorrow and advancing to the next round; but only if they deserve it! If they play anything like Mexico or Uruguay, I'll be just as quick to pull my support, beloved homeland or not.
On to more pressing matters, I caught a bit of the Mexico - Uruguay Group A decider game this morning. In the end, both teams advanced, but disgracefully so IMHO. I was of course rooting for Mexico, my beloved neighbor. Their game was defensive and blah despite being down one point. It was like they had earpieces and were listening to the French lose to South Africa knowing they were safely on their way to the final 16. I hate blah soccer, but even more so I hate rough-house soccer which was the method of the Uruguay team this game.
Don't get me wrong, I love a good fight, but that's what hockey is for!! Fighting is actually written into the game earning 2 and 5 minute penalties long before any serious consequences. You have to actually try to behead your opponent with your skate before the ref will kick you out of the game!
Soccer on the other hand: two strikes your out. Sometimes even one. Therefore, if you want to play dirty you have to attack your opponent in a passive-aggressive way whereby you throw yourself into your counterpart and quickly fall to the ground and roll around in a terribly fake display of agony. Sooo pedestrian! I don't know what was worse: Mexico's boring offense, or Uruguay's bad acting. In the end it left such a sour feeling in my stomach I want neither of these teams to advance any further in the tournament, beloved neighbor or not.
Besides, living in a largely Hispanic neighborhood, I fear the riots that I have been told would happen in the event that Mexico were to win the World Cup. No, it wasn't Rush Limbaugh or Bill O'Reily that told me so, it was my Latino friends and coworkers. I'll take their word for it and prepare accordingly.
I'm looking forward to USA taking at least second place in their group tomorrow and advancing to the next round; but only if they deserve it! If they play anything like Mexico or Uruguay, I'll be just as quick to pull my support, beloved homeland or not.
Monday, June 21
Greetings Globblers
Indeed, I endeavored to create this blog to explore issues of great merit and weight such as what are the best beverages in which to dip a big fat chocolate chip cookie. The soft kind, mind you, that come individually saran wrapped by your local sugar dealer and distributed to the masses through a complex network of coffee houses, cookie booths, and underage sugar slaves.
Yes, indeed, I do so dip one as we speak. Or tweet, or whatever.
But this issue is eclipsed in my mind by the realization at the cookie booth (where my cookie was purchased) that there sat my chocolate chip cookie next to a peanut butter chocolate chip cookie as well as a walnut chocolate chip cookie. I can't help but think of those hapless masses to whom peanuts and/or tree nuts are the equivalent of cyanide or sarin gas through their unfortunate allergies to such items. Surely they must forgo these delicious cookies altogether, nuts or not, since we can surely assume that our local sugar dealers are not practicing "good manufacturing practices to avoid cross-contamination." Even if they did, would you dare eat a cookie from a place where they were also making cyanide laced cookies regardless of the safeguards in place?
Such is the state of this world where food allergies and sensitivities are soaring among the general populace. No longer is it just that strange kid two grades back that wears the full headgear and smells like bagels and armpit that has the strict diet limitations. Now it is your coworkers, friends, lovers, children, all kinds of people are finding out that they are indeed allergic to one thing or another.
My question is: What shape will the world take to integrate this growing trend?
How much revenue is this sugar dealer losing from people afraid of being poisoned?
How can anyone be confident that they will not be poisoned when eating out at a restaurant?
Is there a system of practices complete with an awareness and willingness among food producers that can bring a standard of production and labeling to give these people confidence in their choices?
This issue must be addressed if restaurants, bakeries, cafeterias, and even the old fashioned potluck are to survive.
Now my cookie is gone, and I didn't even get a chance to do the dipping research I had intended. Well there's always next time...
Yes, indeed, I do so dip one as we speak. Or tweet, or whatever.
But this issue is eclipsed in my mind by the realization at the cookie booth (where my cookie was purchased) that there sat my chocolate chip cookie next to a peanut butter chocolate chip cookie as well as a walnut chocolate chip cookie. I can't help but think of those hapless masses to whom peanuts and/or tree nuts are the equivalent of cyanide or sarin gas through their unfortunate allergies to such items. Surely they must forgo these delicious cookies altogether, nuts or not, since we can surely assume that our local sugar dealers are not practicing "good manufacturing practices to avoid cross-contamination." Even if they did, would you dare eat a cookie from a place where they were also making cyanide laced cookies regardless of the safeguards in place?
Such is the state of this world where food allergies and sensitivities are soaring among the general populace. No longer is it just that strange kid two grades back that wears the full headgear and smells like bagels and armpit that has the strict diet limitations. Now it is your coworkers, friends, lovers, children, all kinds of people are finding out that they are indeed allergic to one thing or another.
My question is: What shape will the world take to integrate this growing trend?
How much revenue is this sugar dealer losing from people afraid of being poisoned?
How can anyone be confident that they will not be poisoned when eating out at a restaurant?
Is there a system of practices complete with an awareness and willingness among food producers that can bring a standard of production and labeling to give these people confidence in their choices?
This issue must be addressed if restaurants, bakeries, cafeterias, and even the old fashioned potluck are to survive.
Now my cookie is gone, and I didn't even get a chance to do the dipping research I had intended. Well there's always next time...
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