Archive for April, 2009
Tweets for the Week of 2009-04-26
- Just completed a 4.73 km walk with @runkeeper, check it out http://bit.ly/KR3TM #runkeeper #
- @ryptide that does indeed sound dirty. #
- Just completed a 3.83 km walk with @runkeeper, check it out http://bit.ly/BZ9Ad #runkeeper #
- Back to the grind. In the office today. Hopefully get some good hacking time in. #
- Just completed a 1.35 km walk with @runkeeper, check it out http://bit.ly/tm1md #runkeeper #
- Awwwwww shit L-D-a-double-g is in town. What an awsome surprise. #
- gettin’ my Tesla on, waiting on L-Dawg to arrive, fucking LST. #
- wake up! Stupid work. #
- hot wings + tandori == awesome #
- Yay for scripting in different languages. I hate perl. #
- @condimentasm bash for life in reply to condimentasm #
- Just completed a 3.44 km walk with @runkeeper, check it out http://bit.ly/5AMYQ #runkeeper #
- Sweet, almost time to head out to see Throbbing Gristle #
- thank you portage for making updating python an issue. #
- Fort Funston was good times, now it’s time for errands! #
- Got some great deals today at REI. Lessened pack load by a bunch. #
- @adium does that mean 1.4 is just around the corner for twitter support? Or at least a beta? #
- @desifeminista That’s where you belong child. in reply to desifeminista #
- swine flu? Does it come in bacon flavor? #
- Just completed a 6.30 km walk with @runkeeper, check it out http://bit.ly/16Tw14 #runkeeper #
- Just completed a 3.61 km walk with @runkeeper, check it out http://bit.ly/FhkV4 #runkeeper #
- Second breakfast is good times #
Fort Funston, RunKeeper, Deals
Took Daffy to Fort Funston for the first time. What a blast that was. I always loved walking through this park with a dog. It’s definitely fun, sandy, and no leash is required! Of course we got to meet a lot of new dogs, and Daffy had fun chasing this beagle around in circles while we were on the beach. Unfortunately Daffy isn’t trained enough to be without a leash when there are a lot of people, dogs, cars, and bicycles around.
To give her room to run, and figure out training her to come when she hears her name no matter what we hit up PetCo at first. I needed treats, more food, and crap bags. I also bought one of those extendable training leashes. What a great idea. She can run away from me, then I can call her, if that doesn’t get her attention a slight tug on the leash with her name gets her attention and she bounces right on over to sit and get a treat. It’s certainly a blast having a puppy and realizing that she can be a very good dog as long as I spent time playing with her, walking her around, and training her.
I wanted to hit up REI and Nordstrom yesterday. Still working on that mythical ultralight pack. I’m still aiming at 15 lbs minus food and water for spring, summer and fall, and should I ever decide to go where it’s snowy and cold up to 20 pounds. Down side is 2 pounds is always going to be taken for a bear box in certain areas of California. I also need to carry twice as much food and water because of Daffy.
Since California is mostly temperate, or fucking hot as hell, I really don’t need much in the way of a sleeping bag or quilt. For about 30 bucks, much cheaper than a quilt or bag, I found Thermo Lite 2.0 from Adventure Medical Kits. I had no idea they made things like this. I have three first aid kits from them of various weights depending on what could be needed. Modified them to have enough to survive as well keeping the weight under a pound, in some cases well under half a pound. That right there took about 2/3rds of a pound out of my gear. Good deal in my book!
As I mentioned in one of the first posts after I fixed hatred back up I’m rather out of shape and a bit over weight. I’ve been using RunKeeper Pro a lot more to keep track of most of the walking I do, either just to the store, and the walks Daffy and I take through Golden Gate or through the city. Tracking something definitely helps keep your goals in mind. Makes sure you’re not lazy. Too bad I forget to turn the damn thing on when we go for walks in the middle of the day or at night. A few more months of this and I should hit my weight goals and can set new ones.
Comments are off for this postThrobbing Gristle, and Other News
Last night was definitely good times. Exhausted as I was I couldn’t say no to going out to see Throbbing Gristle with the Irish. After all one of them bought me a ticket, which I still have to pay back for, and they are a band I have enjoyed over the years. Of course I haven’t listened to them in far over a decade and don’t currently have any mp3s in my iTunes.
I had forgotten what good music it is. Unfortunately I forgot that they are fans of the single eight bar loop played over and over while Genesis P-Orridge sings some rather off the wall crap, and the occasional sound out burst from other samples or instrumentation. Perhaps it was how tired I was but I couldn’t really get into it too much, not enough to dance, only bob my head. All in all I’m glad I got to see them. Chalk yet another band off my list that I have to see before either they, or I, die.
I’ve created Daffy’s page on hatred. This means that her dog collar now has 100% legitimate information. Registered with pet link, collared, has a tag, now she just needs her rabies shots, which she’s too young for. Just need to watch out for those Rabbis or else she might get infected *g*
One final note. Seems a lot of my neighbors have moved, probably due to the bad economy and needing something cheaper to live in, but there are these Iraqi’s next to me. I was taking out some trash and as usual I let Daffy follow me, she’s not going to be able to get out of the apartment building. The neighbors opened their door for some reason and all of a sudden she was like “ooh! open door and no leash!” She charged in all tail wagging, low to the ground showing she wasn’t a threat and everyone in there freaked out and started jumping on couches. I couldn’t stop laughing at it because Daffy was just being a puppy and wanting to meet new people. Oh the joys of fatherhood.
Comments are off for this postOh Fuck You California
Oh fuck you California. Really, fuck you and your scared ass. You’re going to keep on taxing my legal ass, and making it harder for me to buy shit? You really think this is going to make people not want to own firearms and ammunition?
Barring me from making internet orders for ammunition for the guns I legally own? You know why I do that? It’s cheaper! I bought the 7.62x54r ammo I have on the internet because it was a sweet deal and I love going to the range with my M44 and my 1911. I have been looking for a deal on .45 ammo like I got with the 7.62 so I can go to the range and not spend an arm and a leg.
Guess this just means when I go to Nevada for gun shows I’ll have to bring extra money for boxes of ammo.
This whole thing is retarded. I had to get my thumb print taken in order to buy both of the guns I own. I have them registered legally. Now I’m gonna have to have my thumb taken again? Is there going to be a waiting period on ammo? Come on, this is just stupid.
Comments are off for this postQuick, and Good, Crab & Tomato Bisque
I’m a fan of cooking. I’m also a fan of two styles of it. Ghetto, or taking my sweet sweet time, cooking. Of course my ghetto recipes can be turned into great recipes that take time to cook if you get rid of canned foods. This one is about the tomato and crab bisque I just made trying to figure out what I should do to create one. My last attempt at making a tomato based vegetable soup was a horrible experiment. While tasty did not have the consistency that I wished.
Ingredients needed:
- Three cans of Del Monte canned stewed tomatoes.
- One can of crab meat
- Half a stick of butter
- About a cup of milk
- handful of flour
You can stew your own tomatoes, get your own fresh crab, or add and remove other vegetables and spices. I went with two cans of the italian style tomatoes and one can of the mexican style. These had celery, onions, and various herbs and spices already added so I didn’t have to do too much.
Start off heating all the tomatoes in a pot. Then you’re gonna create a rue. Basically you brown the handful of flour in a pan, then melt in butter. Mix it around until the flour is fully absorbed into the butter. Pour in your milk and stir that until the entire mixture resembles paste.
Now that the tomatoes are heated add the can of crab meat and the rue to the pot. Grab your hand mixer and go to town. Should take less than 10 minutes to create this entire meal.
Serve cold on a hot day, serve hot on a cold day. Garish how you wish. I went with club crackers :p
What ever is left over after dinner tonight will go into my dehydrator and put in the freezer. Should keep for a couple of years if it’s cold because of the oil and crab in the soup.
Comments are off for this postGhosts
My apartment seems to be haunted. As you can see there’s a little ghost running around trying to be cute instead of scaring me. Though sometimes she lets out the puppy rage, as in from 28 Days Later, and goes absolutely ape with the kisses and running around like a crazy dog on meth.
It’s been almost two months since Daffy came into my life and I have to say she’s quite the little bundle of joy and chaos. She’s generally pretty good, and listens when there aren’t other dogs or people around. Just gets too god damn excited for her own good.
We have been going to the fenced in dog park over by 38th and Fulton so she can be better socialized with dogs and work on no leash training. Unfortunately a good many times I’m there people have some pretty crappy dogs there. Ones that are gigantic, and meant for hunting, not being well behaved. They see Daffy running anywhere in that park and all of a sudden they start thinking rabbit and wanting to kill. It’s god damn frustrating.
The last time that happened we walked over to one of the lakes near the park and I let her off the leash so she could run around me as I walked. She saw her first mallard duck and went *bark* and chased it right into the lake. Obviously she has no issues going swimming like Banjo did. She was very happy when she got out of the water. Unfortunately for her that also meant bath time.
If any of my friends out there have dogs, add Daffy to their dog book