OK I went over there and read how she dumped on Sippican Cottage for having "lost his audience." He was before my time over there, but I did buy his book (though I haven't read it yet). It did get a good review though from someone's opinion whom I trust: link.
If you can't find it within yourself to spread love and good cheer this holiday season, by all means, spread shit like monkeys at the zoo. I think the bathroom upstairs must be leaking, because it appears the shit has overflowed and is flooding Trooper's joint.
Chicken, EBL has the link on every thread now. I went there and saw the recent ccomments. Wow. The title EBL is less parody and a lot more reality. And I an pretty sure this is yet another example of why blogging with wine is generally a very bad idea.
I am not making light of Allie's comment over at EBL's place. This is a powerful heartfelt post. If I were Ann I would be embarassed by what Allie says. Because it is absolutely true. And the complaint that Trooper is worse in response is pathetic. Meade and Ann need to sober up.
Allie said... You have a lot of nerve Althouse. You wanted to protect me from Trooper, that's why you deleted all his posts and some of mine during that exchange Trooper and I had? Disingenuous bull.
You have called me insipid and boring and a cluttered of your precious blog, now you want to save your well earned reputation . I do not believe in your sincerity.
What Trooper does on his blog is raw humor, I am a feminist that does not get her bloomers in a bundle over humor.
If you truly wanted to protect me, you would have stepped in when "B" called me a breeder, no misoginism there , right? How about when B said my husband committed suicide instead of staying married to me, where were you then, where was your concern?
How strange for you to reach out to me at this point , after all the shit hit the fan, well maybe it's not strange at all. I think you see that your own behavior has lost you some of your valued commenters.
And Ann and Meade, how about when J made sexual references about my minor daughter? Is that part of free speech at Althouse? I had no hard feelings to you guys (at least until I saw your attacks today) but I chose to leave Althouse because I do not want to be around individuals like J.
[I know that Meade is reading over here so I'm putting this here too]:
Meade said: Don't post information about your friends and family on the internet.
Meade, I have a rule regarding living relatives, but I did post about my late father--one of many about his time in Korea.
That vaunted commenter on Ann's blog, "J" made a pointed reference to my dad in your wife's blog: here.
It seemed obvious to me that "J" had been following my blog to have made that reference,
I don't know if you or Ann knows this but she inspired that whole series link which her protected commenter J saw fit to reference (and defile) on her blog. I don't normally complain about much but her continued protection of "J" bugs me.
I appended some comments regarding J's behavior and the Althouse blog at the end of my first link and I intend to let them stand.
Meade, You and Ann choose to have J comment at your site. That is your choice. I choose not to participate. No hard feelings. J is apparently a better fit for you.
morning shift reporting for duty--its raining here in memphis so no spectacular sunrise. Looks like I missed all the action.
I second Titus' observation: dont get involved with other people's blog--I have enjoyed this blog for its lightheartedness. Its good to have a sense of humor.
AllenS reporting from Jesusland. Looks like a light dusting of snow, but on the west side windows, it looks like light rain. Rained pretty much all day yesterday. It's still o dark thirty.
I do want to say here that the idea that anyone who posts on this site doesn't get that Trooper is mocking them here and there is silly. Apparently, the high brow perspective is that we are supposed to take it personally and be deeply insulted.
No thanks. I like to think that I know Trooper pretty well after all of these years. He's a decent guy with a wicked sense of humor. And if he does anything that he thinks has truly offended a friend - he's quick to apologize and make it right. That's what I know.
Now, some could call that perception stupid or naive, or whatever. Their choice. I sleep okay.
Agree, Darcy. I find the comments over in the comment thread that shall not be named condescending and condescending beats anything troopers supposedly doing on the list of things that bug me. So there's that.
Mostly, I dislike these little blog wars. Life's too short. And it's Christmas! We should all be merry and full of good cheer.
Darcy, I was over at your blog and noticed that you had back pain a while ago. If you've looked at some of the pictures that I've posted, you can see I've done a lot of back breaking work, and occasionally I also have back pain. I'm not going to offer this advice as medically sound, but when my back gets bad, I start sleeping on the floor. I keep a chair close to put my legs up on. For whatever reason I'm able to straighten out the problem. Something I've also noticed is that I can strengthen my back muscles by doing sit-ups so that my stomach muscles are firmer. Anyways, good luck to you.
my thought is that AllenS and I are the morning shift--we start the day with the good news that yet again, the sun also rises. Of course, the morning shift leaves and then the shit hits the fan. Fortunately, I am spending the evening hours with my lady and not involved in blog wars.
Please--lets all give it a rest and as both Shanna and Darcy said, lets enjoy the season of peace on earth good will toward persons (had to politically correct there)
Mrs. Tank is having a cookie exchange with 25 to 75 of her closest friends. I'll be at the Devils game (where I belong). The decibel level at the exchange will be exactly the same as having a 747take off in the kitchen.
Sixty--lets consider that talking about the weather might just take the edge off some of the other commentary :) Life has enough edges that we dont need to have them on blog commentary.
I didn't sleep last night. Insomnia is the ailment I would wish upon my worst enemy. I went ahead with my plans to drive up to Newfound Gap, on the border of NC and TN, hoping to shoot some pictures of the sunrise. Unfortunately, the fog cancelled that plan. On the way back, I drove past some turkeys. One was the size of an emu. I wonder if e-Bay sells any fryers big enough to handle an emu?
And I really do not have hard feelings about Ann and Meade. I think they were enjoying a few too many wines and Trappist Ales last night.
I could not sleep at first so I watched a Have Gun Will Travel where it had a Faust theme and Peter Falk played a myopic Mephistopheles poker player. Quiet good.
Windbag, insomnia, what a curse, seems like we share it. In summer when my grandchildren and children are visiting, a lot, my insomnia is slightly better, just because of being outside all day and running around with the kids, but when winter hits, insomnia comes back with a vengeance, it so sucks.
I think chamomile tea or valerian tea helps somewhat too. I refuse to take sleeping pills.
I'm a no-pill guy, too. I've read an entire book and still didn't fall asleep. 5:00 is my cut-off time. If I'm still awake by then, I make coffee, 'cause it's a lost cause. Once I drove to Orlando from NC on one hour of sleep. Rarely, it's from worry, but mostly my brain just won't turn off. If the family wasn't sleeping, I'd be all over the joint doing my manic monkey imitation. My mother-in-law suffers from it, too. We agree that if you only sleep every other night, you can get a fairly decent night's sleep in. Unless you drink yourself unconscious, alcohol doesn't typically help things.
Start with Southern Comfort (or a suitable substitute).
Then have a sweet before bedtime, for example: Baileys.
This works for me; OK, to be honest, I can practically fall asleep standing up, so I'm a bad example. Sometimes, at a doctor's office, I'll fall asleep in the waiting room. I try not to do that when I'm waiting around in Court.
Allie, In an homage to you I called you a true feminist, like female sportswriters who wade into the lockerroom, the bastion of testosterone, and hold your own. And, there are all kinds of dudes in the lockerroom. There are the Christians, the gangstas, the country bumpkins, the studs, and even the closeted gays. Then there are the old man managers who walk around w/o a towel and the women writers and everyone else screams, "cover up that package, man!" The latter is, of course, our host. I'll let you fill in the other casts of characters.
I have a suggestion for those w/ problems sleeping. I see an accupuncturist. She's from China and a true Eastern medicine ace.
There is a natural substance called theanine-L. It's found in many drugstores, healthfood stores, etc. It's not cheap so tightwads, don't whine to me about that. It has the active ingredients in green tea, only you would need to drink 2 pots of tea to get the same. Then you would pee the bed! It helps me..not a wonder pill. Certainly not an Ambien! But it can help.
Tank, your right about eating a sweet before bed and yum to Bailey's, but unfortunately I don't eat sugar anymore, nor much alcohol, too high in carbohydrates. I was on jury duty once and our jury foreman was an attorney, he simply could not stay awake and since I was seated next to himm, had to constantly nudge him awake.
Trooper--home made lox (lachs etc) is really quite simple to make--esp if you dont try to cold smoke it--take a nice atlantic salmon fillet (farm raised salmon is inexpensive and works well)--take a bunch of dill weed, and cover the salmon fillet with kosher salk (or if you can find it) morton's tender quick. let sit in the fridge for two days--or if you are in norway, bury it the snow. remove the salmon and place in a bowl, and keep the bowl full with running water to remove the brine. Need to figure about an hour. If you have a smoker you not hot smoke-have to keep the temp below 90.
The test of good lox (lachs) is sliceability--you should be able to slice off paper thin pieces without having the slices gum up.
We have a lot of orthodox jewish folks here in memphis and even though my operation is not kosher, they tell me my lox is very good.
My lady and I have some every Sunday morning but we put it on an english muffin, with red onion, capers, and cream cheese.
Well I butchered my comment about cold smoking lox--Cold smoking is difficult without the right equipment--the brining "cooks" the salmon chemically. The easiest way to impart a light smoke flavor is the rub the fillet with liquid smoke flavor--but go very easy--just want a hint.
And when you get your salmon fillet, keep the skin on and slice down to the skin. (I actually prefer a steelhead fillet, but only picky people argue about salmon versus steelhead)
Hey Allie, come on don't be mean. It is hard for some girls to keep their looks. Fortunately I have a nice green lawn to munch on, thanks to my milk boy/gardener.
All right EBL, as long as you keep your hoofs off of Darcy and my bulls. But since you have your own milk boy and a plot of green grass, you might just be happier chewing your cud anyway.
Girl, your bangs need a trim, I'll fix you up with my farmer, oh yeah , the Vet will be by this afternoon for our "checkup". Unless your milk boy does that for ya.
ndspinelli, as long as you are not out to destroy and be negative, I will gladly share my milk with you.
Because I am trying to create a postive place for free expression, conversation, and the enjoyment of milk based products. Which you can order via Amazon and I get a small commission on.
And by "good," I mean commenters who post in good faith, that is, because they want to have a real conversation and they like adding to a website they enjoy.
By contrast, there are "bad" commenters, that is, commenters who post in bad faith. They don't really like the site, and the don't mind wrecking it or appropriating it for themselves.
We've got to take note of what is going on, and the bad-faithers like to use the talisman "free speech." That worked for me up to a point, but in the end, I can see that they weren't really about a free-wheeling conversational forum. They were about ruining this website for everyone.
If you're not sure whether you're good or bad commentator, think about it. Do you enjoy having this blog as a place to go or would you like to see it destroyed? Do you care that it is a speech forum for a lot of people or are you into taking that away?
EBL, Being "part of the herd" could be interpreted as a Nietzsche reference. That's a J magnet. So, lets keep our eyes out. J called on Meade to delete me for misogynistic comments a while ago. I wonder where he got his cue on that tag??
I know, I know, we're supposed to be above the fray but I just need to debrief from the battle on occassion..no rants, I promise; just a quip here and there.
chickenlittle, I only speak very little..mostly swear words. But, when he saw my Italian comment I know he scurried to Google translation. In thre interest of full disclosure I had to look up "delete" and "precious". I certainly knew "stronzo"..asshole. Been called it a few times!
Chickie, you sound like a good dad, got a picture of the tack trunk? What little girl doesn't love horses? I never did much jumping, unless my horse got a way from me.
My comments on EBL are being deleted as soon as I post them. Even innocuous ones. On a positive note, so are J's!!! The booze haze Machiavellian strategy is, both Nick Spinelli[you folks can call me Nick..it's easier] and J are persona non grata. They are linking me to J. I have no delusions, nobody is going to give a shit over there. But, prima donnas have to save face. And this is the way for the prima donna and errand boy to save face. They're pathological and pathetic, not in that order. Thanks for listening.
Nick, I'm worried you are letting those two get to you. Maybe it's best to leave them to their own devices, you know the saying, give em enough rope....
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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Who's got link to the bathroom link on A-house? I forgot to bookmark it and suspect that it's buried deep over there by now.
Nevermind. I found it.
I haven't jerked off for like 4 days.
Any time my dog isn't feeling well I stop being horny.
What's a bookmark?
Titus said...
What's a bookmark?
For you, it's where the pages stick together.
OK I went over there and read how she dumped on Sippican Cottage for having "lost his audience." He was before my time over there, but I did buy his book (though I haven't read it yet). It did get a good review though from someone's opinion whom I trust: link.
What possible good could come to Althouse from dissing her former commenters?
This whole thing feels like middle school. Sheesh!
If you can't find it within yourself to spread love and good cheer this holiday season, by all means, spread shit like monkeys at the zoo. I think the bathroom upstairs must be leaking, because it appears the shit has overflowed and is flooding Trooper's joint.
Chicken, EBL has the link on every thread now. I went there and saw the recent ccomments. Wow. The title EBL is less parody and a lot more reality. And I an pretty sure this is yet another example of why blogging with wine is generally a very bad idea.
And with the slam Allie leveled on Althouse, I think she is ready to be an enforcer for the Philly Flyers.
I am not making light of Allie's comment over at EBL's place. This is a powerful heartfelt post. If I were Ann I would be embarassed by what Allie says. Because it is absolutely true. And the complaint that Trooper is worse in response is pathetic. Meade and Ann need to sober up.
Allie said...
You have a lot of nerve Althouse. You wanted to protect me from Trooper, that's why you deleted all his posts and some of mine during that exchange Trooper and I had? Disingenuous bull.
You have called me insipid and boring and a cluttered of your precious blog, now you want to save your well earned reputation . I do not believe in your sincerity.
What Trooper does on his blog is raw humor, I am a feminist that does not get her bloomers in a bundle over humor.
If you truly wanted to protect me, you would have stepped in when "B" called me a breeder, no misoginism there , right? How about when B said my husband committed suicide instead of staying married to me, where were you then, where was your concern?
How strange for you to reach out to me at this point , after all the shit hit the fan, well maybe it's not strange at all. I think you see that your own behavior has lost you some of your valued commenters.
Oh well.
12/14/11 9:52 PM
And Ann and Meade, how about when J made sexual references about my minor daughter? Is that part of free speech at Althouse? I had no hard feelings to you guys (at least until I saw your attacks today) but I chose to leave Althouse because I do not want to be around individuals like J.
[I know that Meade is reading over here so I'm putting this here too]:
Meade said: Don't post information about your friends and family on the internet.
Meade,
I have a rule regarding living relatives, but I did post about my late father--one of many about his time in Korea.
That vaunted commenter on Ann's blog, "J" made a pointed reference to my dad in your wife's blog: here.
It seemed obvious to me that "J" had been following my blog to have made that reference,
I don't know if you or Ann knows this but she inspired that whole series link which her protected commenter J saw fit to reference (and defile) on her blog. I don't normally complain about much but her continued protection of "J" bugs me.
I appended some comments regarding J's behavior and the Althouse blog at the end of my first link and I intend to let them stand.
Meade, You and Ann choose to have J comment at your site. That is your choice. I choose not to participate. No hard feelings. J is apparently a better fit for you.
Shanna you are absoulutely right.
I would like to end this. I found the EBL endlessly entertaining because of her grandious pomposity but it is kinda getting old.
I have to make a clean break and stop tweaking her.
It is just getting stale. You know what I mean?
Middle school for me was Cheech and Chong, Los Cochinos, Pedro and the Man at the Drive-in.
I had it memorized and could do all the voices spot-on.
When I was young I lit my farts.
I lied.
I still like to light my farts.
Sorry Troop, I should have left it alone.
Chicken, when I was in middle school I loooooved St. Mary Elephant. Of course, I was limited to a LP album, not the interwebs.
Don't sweat it Fred. You can say whatever you want here.
I appreciate your take.
The LP album was far better than the Youtube version.
EBL
I do love that image.
What's Sippican Cottage?
It's a kind of cheese.
I don't know what any of you are speaking about 1/2 the time.
I can't follow it. It is too confusing. I can't discern a rocean from a rhardin from revenant.
Basically because it is all about me really.
I say fuck all this inter blog squabble shit.
Life is about hotness and that is all.
You have all made your views crystal clear regarding Althouse and her blog.
NOW you need to move on and not dwell.
Focusing on some link or some comment or some commenter is getting pathetic.
Forward bitches.
Our shit's fucked up when Titus is the voice of reason.
Titus is at his core a good egg.
Titus, ok, do you light those farts sitting in the tub?
Well, he wishes he produced ova, that is true.
Agreed, Fred. Titus consistently makes me laugh out loud more than anyone else on the innertubes, I think.
What the hell are you all still doing up, get to bed! That's where I'm headed.
Good advice!
And for Trooper, I posted this before but a Brooklyn Christmas.
morning shift reporting for duty--its raining here in memphis so no spectacular sunrise. Looks like I missed all the action.
I second Titus' observation: dont get involved with other people's blog--I have enjoyed this blog for its lightheartedness. Its good to have a sense of humor.
Yes I am. Very bad. :)
AllenS reporting from Jesusland. Looks like a light dusting of snow, but on the west side windows, it looks like light rain. Rained pretty much all day yesterday. It's still o dark thirty.
I do want to say here that the idea that anyone who posts on this site doesn't get that Trooper is mocking them here and there is silly. Apparently, the high brow perspective is that we are supposed to take it personally and be deeply insulted.
No thanks. I like to think that I know Trooper pretty well after all of these years. He's a decent guy with a wicked sense of humor. And if he does anything that he thinks has truly offended a friend - he's quick to apologize and make it right. That's what I know.
Now, some could call that perception stupid or naive, or whatever. Their choice. I sleep okay.
Last year at this time, we had a heavy snowstorm around Dec. 10 with high winds, then it turned brutally cold.
Good morning, AllenS. :)
I'm glad that you're sleeping ok, Darcey, but I had a terrible nightmare last night that the Giants won the Super Bowl.
Hope your day is going well, Darcy.
Agree, Darcy. I find the comments over in the comment thread that shall not be named condescending and condescending beats anything troopers supposedly doing on the list of things that bug me. So there's that.
Mostly, I dislike these little blog wars. Life's too short. And it's Christmas! We should all be merry and full of good cheer.
Also, the schoolmarmish hectoring I mentioned the other day and the heavy dose of 'my blog is better than all of ya'll's blogs so there!'.
Pass.
Good morning, Shanna! And you're right. Life is too short and we are in a joyful season. And being merry is easy for this bunch. ;-)
Thanks, AllenS. Hope you have a great day too.
Gotta scoot to work. Boo.
Gotta scoot to work. Boo.
Me too. Later!
Darcy, I was over at your blog and noticed that you had back pain a while ago. If you've looked at some of the pictures that I've posted, you can see I've done a lot of back breaking work, and occasionally I also have back pain. I'm not going to offer this advice as medically sound, but when my back gets bad, I start sleeping on the floor. I keep a chair close to put my legs up on. For whatever reason I'm able to straighten out the problem. Something I've also noticed is that I can strengthen my back muscles by doing sit-ups so that my stomach muscles are firmer. Anyways, good luck to you.
my thought is that AllenS and I are the morning shift--we start the day with the good news that yet again, the sun also rises. Of course, the morning shift leaves and then the shit hits the fan. Fortunately, I am spending the evening hours with my lady and not involved in blog wars.
Please--lets all give it a rest and as both Shanna and Darcy said, lets enjoy the season of peace on earth good will toward persons (had to politically correct there)
BTW, Titus--how is your puppy doing.
Mrs. Tank is having a cookie exchange with 25 to 75 of her closest friends. I'll be at the Devils game (where I belong). The decibel level at the exchange will be exactly the same as having a 747take off in the kitchen.
Later, I'll have lots of cookies.
Tag: Tank's Christmas cheer.
Well, it's a beautiful morning here, but it sounds as if we might be in for some rain.
Whoa, reduced to writing about the weather. How boring!
Sixty--lets consider that talking about the weather might just take the edge off some of the other commentary :) Life has enough edges that we dont need to have them on blog commentary.
Well, in that case, it is over 50 and work awaits without. How nice is that weather for December 15th? Very, I would say.
I am going to a new deli today for bagels. My kids are very excited. Everything is home made, including the cured meats.
It shows love and commitment to excellence.
The latest bad lip reading video featuring Newt. May be the best one yet. Hopefully, this can lighten the mood, eh?
Windbag, that one is the funniest one, you're right. Certain parts remind me of the Woody blogs posts of a couple weeks ago.
I agree that it is unpleasant bullshit and we should move on.
I think we all agree.
The weather is cool and damp today in Brooklyn.
The maid is a half hour late on her first day at the new job.
Who says I don't have real problems.
Lots of snow east of here up in Mountainside. I will not be making the mistake of driving up to see it this year.
Not a good sign, Trooper.
I didn't sleep last night. Insomnia is the ailment I would wish upon my worst enemy. I went ahead with my plans to drive up to Newfound Gap, on the border of NC and TN, hoping to shoot some pictures of the sunrise. Unfortunately, the fog cancelled that plan. On the way back, I drove past some turkeys. One was the size of an emu. I wonder if e-Bay sells any fryers big enough to handle an emu?
My minimalist tardy policy: no show, no call, no job.
The lox plate at the new deli was delicious. Homemade lox too. Really good.
The kids liked their bagels and creamcheese.
Bad sign with the mail Trooper. Tell her when she shows up that she is Jamaican you crazy.
maid not mail. Jeez, my fingers do not work properly until coffee is consumed.
Often times they still do not work properly.
A half hour late is at least a half hour early, on island time.
And I really do not have hard feelings about Ann and Meade. I think they were enjoying a few too many wines and Trappist Ales last night.
I could not sleep at first so I watched a Have Gun Will Travel where it had a Faust theme and Peter Falk played a myopic Mephistopheles poker player. Quiet good.
Windbag, insomnia, what a curse, seems like we share it. In summer when my grandchildren and children are visiting, a lot, my insomnia is slightly better, just because of being outside all day and running around with the kids, but when winter hits, insomnia comes back with a vengeance, it so sucks.
I think chamomile tea or valerian tea helps somewhat too. I refuse to take sleeping pills.
December 15, 2011 11:20 AM
I find just reading just before bed helps insomnia. Even if it is a great book, eventually I do get sleepy. Ususally within a half hour.
It is totally not a good sign but with the way Bloomberg runs the city you have to realize that the trains don't run on time.
That's why I really miss Mussalin...err Guiliani. Just sayn.
We have terrible insomnia. With all of our worries about the business when we start talking about stuff we just can't get to sleep. It really sucks.
I am always sending out business emails at 3 in the morning.
Hot toddies and smooches, no business talk right before bed. I know easier said than done.
I'm a no-pill guy, too. I've read an entire book and still didn't fall asleep. 5:00 is my cut-off time. If I'm still awake by then, I make coffee, 'cause it's a lost cause. Once I drove to Orlando from NC on one hour of sleep. Rarely, it's from worry, but mostly my brain just won't turn off. If the family wasn't sleeping, I'd be all over the joint doing my manic monkey imitation. My mother-in-law suffers from it, too. We agree that if you only sleep every other night, you can get a fairly decent night's sleep in. Unless you drink yourself unconscious, alcohol doesn't typically help things.
Allie
Insomnia.
Cut out the tea.
Start with Southern Comfort (or a suitable substitute).
Then have a sweet before bedtime, for example: Baileys.
This works for me; OK, to be honest, I can practically fall asleep standing up, so I'm a bad example. Sometimes, at a doctor's office, I'll fall asleep in the waiting room. I try not to do that when I'm waiting around in Court.
Allie, In an homage to you I called you a true feminist, like female sportswriters who wade into the lockerroom, the bastion of testosterone, and hold your own. And, there are all kinds of dudes in the lockerroom. There are the Christians, the gangstas, the country bumpkins, the studs, and even the closeted gays. Then there are the old man managers who walk around w/o a towel and the women writers and everyone else screams, "cover up that package, man!" The latter is, of course, our host. I'll let you fill in the other casts of characters.
I have a suggestion for those w/ problems sleeping. I see an accupuncturist. She's from China and a true Eastern medicine ace.
There is a natural substance called theanine-L. It's found in many drugstores, healthfood stores, etc. It's not cheap so tightwads, don't whine to me about that. It has the active ingredients in green tea, only you would need to drink 2 pots of tea to get the same. Then you would pee the bed! It helps me..not a wonder pill. Certainly not an Ambien! But it can help.
And, who knew Titus was really Rodney King?
Tank, your right about eating a sweet before bed and yum to Bailey's, but unfortunately I don't eat sugar anymore, nor much alcohol, too high in carbohydrates. I was on jury duty once and our jury foreman was an attorney, he simply could not stay awake and since I was seated next to himm, had to constantly nudge him awake.
True Windbag, it so hard to turn off your brain.
I don't think I can do accupuncture.
Wow Spinelli, thanks for that, very accurate comparison, lol.
A brain without sleep= bad spelling, to lazy to delete and repost.
Too.
Trooper--home made lox (lachs etc) is really quite simple to make--esp if you dont try to cold smoke it--take a nice atlantic salmon fillet (farm raised salmon is inexpensive and works well)--take a bunch of dill weed, and cover the salmon fillet with kosher salk (or if you can find it) morton's tender quick. let sit in the fridge for two days--or if you are in norway, bury it the snow. remove the salmon and place in a bowl, and keep the bowl full with running water to remove the brine. Need to figure about an hour. If you have a smoker you not hot smoke-have to keep the temp below 90.
The test of good lox (lachs) is sliceability--you should be able to slice off paper thin pieces without having the slices gum up.
We have a lot of orthodox jewish folks here in memphis and even though my operation is not kosher, they tell me my lox is very good.
My lady and I have some every Sunday morning but we put it on an english muffin, with red onion, capers, and cream cheese.
Oy vey
windbag, lol! I would show it to my accupunturists but I don't know her well enough yet. I sense the humor would escape her.
Well I butchered my comment about cold smoking lox--Cold smoking is difficult without the right equipment--the brining "cooks" the salmon chemically. The easiest way to impart a light smoke flavor is the rub the fillet with liquid smoke flavor--but go very easy--just want a hint.
And when you get your salmon fillet, keep the skin on and slice down to the skin. (I actually prefer a steelhead fillet, but only picky people argue about salmon versus steelhead)
Moo.
I am vegitarian myself, but I definitely promote lox over corned beef and pastrami.
vegetarian. My hooves slipped on the key board.
EBL you are killing me!
Holy shit I wish I would have thought of it first.
But it doesn't work if I keep picking at the scab.
I look forward to your future contributions to the congregations.
Mooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm a much sexier cow than EBL, or whatever that mangy creature is. Looks sort of masculine.
I am happy to contribute.
BTW, I like it when my milk boy pulls my hair after and talks dirty to me after defending me in the blogosphere. Is that too much information?
Don't drink EBLs milk, full of BS.
Hey Allie, come on don't be mean. It is hard for some girls to keep their looks. Fortunately I have a nice green lawn to munch on, thanks to my milk boy/gardener.
Moooooo.
Hey, we have plenty of bull, so another cow or two is always a good thing.
OK EBL, welcome to the barnyard, just don't shit in my stall.
Allie forgive and forget. I can't apologize but I am a cow, I have a memory length of about 30 minutes. What were we talking about?
Anyway, my milk boy/gardener keeps all the cow shit for the compost pile. It is soooooo good for the garden after it has aged a bit.
Moo.
EBL is Titus, the male cow.
All right EBL, as long as you keep your hoofs off of Darcy and my bulls. But since you have your own milk boy and a plot of green grass, you might just be happier chewing your cud anyway.
Girl, your bangs need a trim, I'll fix you up with my farmer, oh yeah , the Vet will be by this afternoon for our "checkup". Unless your milk boy does that for ya.
Sixty, I do not have a rare clumber. But I do have a big utter with four teats/nipples.
Moo.
I do not want to be bad anymore. I want to be good. I want to be part of the herd. Being by myself makes me anxious.
EBL, I just made some ghetto oatmeal, got milk?
ndspinelli, as long as you are not out to destroy and be negative, I will gladly share my milk with you.
Because I am trying to create a postive place for free expression, conversation, and the enjoyment of milk based products. Which you can order via Amazon and I get a small commission on.
Cow clutter.
Sixty Grit said...
EBL is Titus, the male cow.
Well, we know it can't be blogfather/fogblather because he thinks teats are a dime a dozen.
@EBL: Just what this place needs is another farm animal.
Why not go whole hog?
Really, we're not going to start with the kumbaya again.
Geez.
I think I have lost control of the pasture.
But have at it.
Above all be funny!
AllenS,
You're not on Twitter, but per Darcy's tweets (@uncommentari) she's now doing things like running in the Warrior Dash.
So I think her back is WAY better than it was when that post was written. (I've done the raised foot thing, too, with occasional success, though.)
And by "good," I mean commenters who post in good faith, that is, because they want to have a real conversation and they like adding to a website they enjoy.
By contrast, there are "bad" commenters, that is, commenters who post in bad faith. They don't really like the site, and the don't mind wrecking it or appropriating it for themselves.
We've got to take note of what is going on, and the bad-faithers like to use the talisman "free speech." That worked for me up to a point, but in the end, I can see that they weren't really about a free-wheeling conversational forum. They were about ruining this website for everyone.
If you're not sure whether you're good or bad commentator, think about it. Do you enjoy having this blog as a place to go or would you like to see it destroyed? Do you care that it is a speech forum for a lot of people or are you into taking that away?
Moo.
Trooper York said...
I think I have lost control of the pasture.
Hearding commenters must be like herding cats.
Not that I would know.
Everyone meet at my place at 8:00 and we'll go moo tipping.
I have seriously participated in cow chip throwing contest.
One is Sauk City last year.
I am so butch.
Not many fags would throw cow shit but I did and loved it.
I have eaten deer meat too.
Dear sausage and jerky are incredible.
tits.
EBL, Being "part of the herd" could be interpreted as a Nietzsche reference. That's a J magnet. So, lets keep our eyes out. J called on Meade to delete me for misogynistic comments a while ago. I wonder where he got his cue on that tag??
I know, I know, we're supposed to be above the fray but I just need to debrief from the battle on occassion..no rants, I promise; just a quip here and there.
@ndspinelli: Something I noticed when you drew it out of Meade last night: he speaks Italian!
I swear I never met so many non Italians who knew Italian as on the Althouse blog. They are almost as over-represented there as the gays.
Some girls get swept up with Italian speaking men.
I get swept up by guys who sing like this.
But I do appreciate a guy who can cook Italian. I love a tasty romaine lettuce salad with tomatoes and basil.
I know it's cliche, but who doesn't like El Paso even better?
chickenlittle, I only speak very little..mostly swear words. But, when he saw my Italian comment I know he scurried to Google translation. In thre interest of full disclosure I had to look up "delete" and "precious". I certainly knew "stronzo"..asshole. Been called it a few times!
I forgot how much I liked that song. Beautiful and sad.
Here's the same beautiful song sung from a man's and a cat's point of view.
I know I am supposed to love them, but I do not care for cow bell.
@EBL: What's your opinion on cowmats?
Wait a minute. Does somebody have a link with Marty Robbins singing Restless Cattle in Italian? Because that would be like really totally cool.
Chickie, both versions of the song are beautiful. I used to love horseback riding, the most beautiful horse I ever rode was a Golden Palomino.
@Allie I don't ride much but my daughter does-a lot-hunter jumper. I'm just the sugar daddy. I made her a beautiful tack trunk for Christmas.
Wasn't Mr. Ed a golden palomino?
Mr. Ed was almost as good looking as Connie Hines. But not quite.
Troop has a great photo of Connie Hines in his "stable."
chicken, I am totally for cow mats.
Chickie, you sound like a good dad, got a picture of the tack trunk? What little girl doesn't love horses? I never did much jumping, unless my horse got a way from me.
I would post it Allie but I carved her initials into it and I'm going to head Meade. You never know what creeps lurk here.
"Heed Meade"
Ooops!
lol
nope, yuk!
Chickie, hehe. Good thing you corrected that.
Yep , true enough.
My comments on EBL are being deleted as soon as I post them. Even innocuous ones. On a positive note, so are J's!!! The booze haze Machiavellian strategy is, both Nick Spinelli[you folks can call me Nick..it's easier] and J are persona non grata. They are linking me to J. I have no delusions, nobody is going to give a shit over there. But, prima donnas have to save face. And this is the way for the prima donna and errand boy to save face. They're pathological and pathetic, not in that order. Thanks for listening.
Sometimes when there is a stampede the good cows go over the cliff with the bad cows.
It is very sad.
Those look like high quality Brown Swiss cows. That's really sad.
Wow, Nickster, you must have really pissed them off. Did you get angry Meade?
Does somebody have a link with Marty Robbins singing Restless Cattle in Italian? Because that would be like really totally cool.
AllenS, no I do not, but I love Bananarama!
Nick, I'm worried you are letting those two get to you. Maybe it's best to leave them to their own devices, you know the saying, give em enough rope....
ndspinnelli, the best revenge is living well.
Did Christopher Hitchens pass? Damn. I really liked him.
Don't know whether he passed, but he sure as shit died.
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