No more eggs and cheese with bacon on a Kaiser roll. This is the healthy shake I have every morning. Ingredients: Banana, Strawberry, Raspberry, Protein powder, PNB (peanut butter flavored) powder, Spinach, Non fat greek yogurt, Almond milk, Ice, Flax seeds.
It actually tastes pretty good and is very filling.
I still miss my greasy egg sandwich.
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The almond milk would be a deal breaker for me I think. I have zero ability to consume that stuff, even hidden in other things.
Still crammin' in the carbs I see. That shit will kill you.
Oh, right...
Sixty, OT but I keep forgetting:
I was reading through "A Gathering of Spoons" the other day and one of the spoons was an oak spoon. Because oak isn't really a good spoon wood, the guy who carved it boiled it for 2-3 hours through several water changes. This sealed up the wood and also turned it to that really nice mellow dark gold brown that aged oak gets.
White oak makes awesome spoons - back when I ate oatmeal I used a white oak spoon that I carved to stir it. I still have it, it is still good and I really like it. Not enough to start eating fucking horse food, mind you, but it's a good spoon.
Red oak, not so much.
This was red oak IIRC. Or pin oak. Wasn't white oak.
I hate almond milk too. But mixed with all this shit it is palatable.
You can't even tell that it is in there. It tastes like a peanut butter milkshake.
Pin oak is in the red oak family - I just turned 4 bowls out of a pin oak that was taken down nearby. First time I ever turned pin oak - I love the trees, and the bowls came out pretty good. Two of them were especially nice.
Thing with red oak is it lacks tyloses which white oak has. That's why white oak is used to make barrels to store liquid (mmm, single malt) and red oak isn't. Dry bulk storage barrels are made out of red oak, as a nail or a cracker will not fall through the open pores of the wood.
I miss being able to eat a pound of Rigatoni w/ hot sausage. We adapt or perish, my friend.
I love the ceramic Jesus in the photo.
Jesus? See you in Hell, E. P. R.
That is actually the Mona Lisa.
Lisa collects Mona Lisa crap.
I have Mona Lisa ceramics, Mona Lisa napkins, Mona Lisa candles, Mona Lisa nightlights, a Mona Lisa beaded curtain and a bunch of Mona Lisa pillows.
Do not speak ill of your wife, Trooper, or I will come up there and use one of those freakin' pillows to quiet you down. You hear me, ya mug?
You are so weak and scrawny now that even I could whoop you.
you're the tops, you're a tower of pizza...you're the tops, the smile on the moaning lisa...
I'm with Sixty. I'd think you'd be way better off with your greasy egg sandwich--just hold the bagel. (Wrap it in lettuce.)
Flax is great.
Linseed oil and linen are both made from products of the flax plant.
I just drastically reduced carbohydrates. Don't want to sweep the floor with my belly.
You woodsmen— I need a walking stick/staff sort of thing because of my bad (artificial) hips. I want something that looks natural and medieval, that is very strong, but that isn't too big or super heavy. What sort of wood would you recommend?
It would be nice if it was something that I could carve into a bit. I thought about blackthorn but I don't want it to look too Irish.
Aren't you a little young to be all bionic, Palladian?
Do you want a stick or a staff? In other words, how long do you want it?
I am a cow so I can squirt real milk right into my coffee.
Flaxseed gives linoleic and linolenic acids--named from the Greek word for flax, linon. These are essential fatty acids and are good for you. They are easily hydrogenated to make Crisco (saturated fat) or worse, isomerized to make trans fats.
I have Mona Lisa ceramics, Mona Lisa napkins, Mona Lisa candles, Mona Lisa nightlights, a Mona Lisa beaded curtain and a bunch of Mona Lisa pillows.
Did she ever make a pilgrimage to the Louvre to see the original?
Can't you just have a salty dog? It has vitamins.
I am a big believer in olive oil. It tastes good. I put it in a lot of stuff.
If I am frying, I use grape seed. It has a high smoke point.
If I want Omega 3s, I do not go flax. I like walnuts. I like salmon. I even like winter squash occasionally.
You woodsmen— I need a walking stick/staff sort of thing because of my bad (artificial) hips.
I don't qualify as a woodsman, but I've seen some good looking sticks made out of rhododendron which is strong and offers what the article terms "unique twisting patterns".
SonM was thinking about getting a BubbaStik a while back when he was in Texas, which made me familiar with the site, which also sells a Diamondback LTD version for $168 (not to my liking but distinctive!)
As I said in the Rainbow thread, I'm away at class this week which means early rising and limited comment time for other twisted subjects!
Aren't you a little young to be all bionic, Palladian?
Yeah, I've been partially bionic since I was 13, as a result of an inherited condition.
Do you want a stick or a staff? In other words, how long do you want it?
I want something between a stick and a staff, perhaps about 4 feet. Sort of like Gandalf the Grey's staff.
Did she ever make a pilgrimage to the Louvre to see the original?
It's not worth it. Too many horrible people, too much noise, the bulletproof enclosure too obscuring. The whole scene makes it completely impossible to actually look at the painting (which is beautiful).
The Louvre and the Uffizi are cattle calls. Worth visiting but diminished by the crowds.
But I loved the Duomo Museum in Florence. I had it to myself when I went, virtually no one there.
Oh LOL!
If Palladian would use a bubbastick or bubbastaff I'd buy it for him if he promises to post a picture of himself carrying a 4 foot rod with "BubbaStaff" burn branded into it!
I know. I'm a child. I can't help it.
Sorry P.
:)
And I've looked at those before. I went through a phase where I thought it would be cool to carry a walking stick. They're really nice--it's the branding on it that put me off. But they do look like they're nice.
Currently I carry a shillelagh that I made out of a small oak tree that had been killed by a honeysuckle vine in my yard. It is appropriately twisted. But dense.
It is also one of a kind. Where I live now, no honeysuckle vines grow.
For a strong buy light walking staff I might recommend vertical grain Western Red Cedar - it has good tensile strength but is light enough not to wear one out over the long haul.
Not sure that it would take finely carved details on the surface, but if you start with a large enough piece you should be able to suggest general shapes and outlines while reducing the overall size.
Come to think of it, Eastern Red Cedar might work well too, if you can find a piece with straight grain. The main thing to look for when using wood from a conifer is that the grain runs the length of the piece - any run out could result in failure when you lean on it.
And Eastern Red Cedar carves very nicely. Plus it has nice contrast between the heart wood and the sap wood.
That's all I have right now - good luck finding a stick that works for you.
The new diet is going to get tastier and tastier to the point where you couldn't get the bacon, egg and cheese sandwich down if it were offered to you. In other words in short order the way you're eating now won't feel like a deprivation at all.
And if you believe all of the above I've got a bridge in Brooklyn...
I think the Louvre has Leonardo's Madonna of the Rocks, which is, IMO, a much greater and more beautiful painting than the Mona Lisa and since the peasants aren't interested it's accessible.
Hey Troop, Hammacher-Schlemmer has a genuine Irish Shillelagh for $69.95.
And yes, my Hammacher barber thingy works great. G'bye barbers forever.
And my new fridge works too!
Life is good.
I liked the Uffizi's Annunciation of Mary more than the Mona Lisa too. But it was crowded.
If you can score chestnut it makes a good walking stick. Harder in the east due to the blight, but a Chinquapin (which seems to resist the blight) might work.
Walnut makes a good walking stick too.
That Shillelagh comment should have been for Palladian. My bad.
I remember Palladian saying he either loved winter or hated summer, I forget which. I can understand the loving winter comment, all that indoor coziness and general inwardness in winter. But I've got to say to Troop, since he hinted about leaving Brooklyn, please please go somewhere warm and SUNNY. It just hit me yesterday that here in upstate New York it's not only the 4 plus months of cold, it's the greyness. Cannot adjust to that. No one can. I was just watching a youtube of one of those Anthony Bourdain No Reservations shows and I don't even remember the location but it was somewhere in the Meditteranean and all I felt was jealousy of the lucky dogs who live their lives out in warm and sunny and probably take it for granted. So Troop, move south. Just not North Carolina where it's all drippy and chilly ha ha ha...
Question for EBL: In The Duomo, what specific works of art are attributed to Giotto?
I distinctly recall listening to one of those coin-operated tour guides inside the Duomo which was a cluster of telephonic recordings in various languages. You dropped a 500 Lire coin in and picked up a telephone receiver for Enlightenment. The English language one was in High English (British) and I still recall the narrative of that recording peppered by an occasional "Giotto" or "chiaroscuro" in perfect Italian, much the way a modern day American politician would insert the correct pronunciation of sensitive Spanish word. I tried to memorialize this here in an old chirbit.
Fuck you ricpic, but thanks for suggesting that Troop haul his crusty Y*nkee ass somewhere other than here. We have sufficient carpetbaggers unto the day.
A cold front moved in Wednesday at 3:30 - it was accompanied by a dramatic drop in temperature. Yet another cold front has now moved in and today I had to turn on the heat, break out the long johns and insulated shirts and even with all that it was a cold walk for the dogs this morning.
Finger Lakes - the name alone says it all.
today I had to turn on the heat, break out the long johns and insulated shirts and even with all that it was a cold walk for the dogs this morning.
what was it? 50?
I love North Carolina and still have no idea why I didn't move there when I had the chance.
Virginny's a nice state too. Much further south and I started getting nervous. Then there's Florida. Which has nice pockets but man....
Yeah, I hear that. I get nervous living this far north. The Mississippi Delta is where I should be.
It was in the 30s last night, we will have our first hard frost tonight.
Fucking Y*nkee weather. You fuckers should keep it to yourselves.
Mississippi delta? Wow.
That's hard core.
That's my roots, baby.
Somehow I just allus pictured you as a mountain folk.
My great-grandfather on my father's side lived in the mountains of Kentucky. Prior to that, going back over 300 years, that side of my family lived in the Appalachians in S. W. Virginia. Damn near Y*nkees, from my perspective.
My mother's side of the family goes back to coastal South Carolina in 1664, with a steady westward migration that ended up in Mississippi.
There are many stories in that saga, but they will have to keep for another time.
Chick, the Duomo Museum I am talking about is behind the Cathedral in a separate building. They have the original doors for the Bapistry there by Ghiberti, Michaelangelo's last pieta, Donatello's Mary Magdaline.
Didn't Giotto design the bell tower at the Florence Duomo? I know he is buried there.
Among other architectural wonders of the Duomo, I found the floor to be absolutely astounding. I made sketches of it while I was there, I was that taken with it.
It was Sixty's Grampaw took pity on and protected that li'l runty Faulkner kid. Otherwise he wouldn't've survived the local Snopes bullies. Result? All that turgid unreadable crap we were tortured by in High School English. So I put it to you, was Sixty's ancestor a net plus or a net minus for posterity? I rest my case.
Were the Grits slavers?
Mississippi has many counties. Yoknapatawpha is not one of them. My father had a theory about Faulkner - that was he drank while he wrote and wrote until he was too drunk to write any more.
I have tried to read Faulkner - my ex-gf from Alabama (I know, right!) loaned me Absalom, Absalom! and I couldn't get through the first chapter. Density, thy name is Faulkner. Too many words. TL, DR.
While I have no stories about anyone in my family actually meeting Faulkner, my mother was childhood friends with Eudora Welty in Jackson. Why I Live at the PO is still one of my favorite short stories.
Sixty is right. The Florence Duomo floor is absolutely amazing.
With security measures they have totally fucked up the floors at St. Peter's with barricades and such. It is hard to appreciate it anymore.
The Pisa Duomo's ceiling is amazing too.
E. P. Raylan - pay attention. I mentioned just the other day that my mother sold Crack's slave mother just a while back. Saddest day of her life.
But no actual stories of anyone owning slaves have made it down through the years. I have my doubts that we did own slaves, as we were never wealthy, but then again, lack of evidence etc.
On the other hand, Capt. William Hilton, another ancestor, used to sail between the Caribbean, S.C. and N.Y. One can make up stories as needed. He also named an island after himself. I didn't get so much as a golf course out of that deal.
John Gardner, while teaching creative writing 101 to Raymond Carver told the students to read everything. He told them to read all the Faulkner they could get their hands on. Then he told them to read all the Hemingway, so as to get the Faulkner out of their systems.
I actually like Faulkner, now. Hated him 20 years ago. Maybe I'm older and can appreciate the slower pace or something.
Or maybe I'm just old.
Find a copy of Knockemstiff. Donald Ray Pollock.
Set in and around the town of Knockemstiff, Ohio.
Scary good writing. Especially for an old guy re-inventing himself after a lifetime of dead end mill work.
I see that President is over in Flatbush right now, eating some cheesecake. You guys hooking up later?
Yeah, the cold snap hit us here, too. It only got up to 80 degrees today. It's supposed to get down into the high 50s tonight. Tough weather.
It's funny, I used to think of that as cold, but three years in Maryland toughened me up. Yesterday morning I was walking around in shorts and flip-flops. This morning I was out in shorts and a tee shirt (zombie poetry on the front, for the season) and saw my idiot neighbor. He was wearing long pants, a shirt of some kind, a flannel shirt over that, and a medium weight jacket over that, as well as a fleece-lined hunting hat with the ear flaps down. Fucking hysterical. IT WAS SIXTY-TWO DEGREES, YOU FUCKING PUSSY!
My first winter in MD we went something like 30 days with temps not hitting 40. The first day it hit 40 degrees, all the natives were out wearing shorts. I thought then they were out of their fucking minds. My second winter? Every time it hit forty, I'd wear shorts, though I usually made certain I had a jacket with me. It fucks with a person's head being bundled up for extended periods of time. That's why all those nut jobs in places like Wisconsin do that polar bear thing of jumping into the holes in the ice.
Well, that and all the alcohol.
I spent many years in the People's Republic of Maryland, and I never want to experience any of that kind of cold ever again. Oh, the stories I could tell. Uphill, both ways, you know the deal.
My brother still lives there - I asked him today if it was true that the 4 western most counties of the state were going to secede. After going over the politics we agreed that it would be simpler for the 4 or 5 counties in the middle to secede, leaving the working people with a decent state. Who needs Baltimore county? Not me.
Some dogs like bananas. Mine do not. They even get angry with me for eating them.
Wi. is hell in the winter. I may have kept running my biz a few more years if not for winter.
We have been having a fabulous Indian Summer up here in the mountains. It is in the mid 70's during the day. We can sit on the deck in the afternoon and still be comfortable. Unheard of for this time of year. It does get slightly down below freezing at night as there is frost on the windshields in the early morning. The trees are beautiful with brightly colored leaves.
The downside is that we have had no moisture for quite some time. The weather can turn on a dime and we could be in ice and snow tomorrow. Who knows? I just enjoy each day as it comes and relish the sunny warm afternoons because it might end anytime.
Last winter we went from mid December to the end of February where we had NO days were the high temperature was above freezing. Night time lows were in the -20 to - 15 degree range and highs on most days in the low 20's. It was really harsh. The low temps are normal. The unusual thing was the day after day after day of low temps. The ground starts to freeze lower and lower....down to several feet of depth and pipes break. (More work for The Dumbplumber!) The area between our house and the workshop/office (which is about 80 ft or more) was a solid sheet of ice at least 2 to 3 inches thick and didn't even begin to melt until late Feb.
So...don't give my any guff about your cold winters.
:-)
WTF do you live, DBQ, and WHY?!
WTF do you live, DBQ, and WHY?!
DBQ leads a shastian lifestyle which is admirable.
I'll take the cold of Sierra Winter over a Memphis August any day of the week.
Damn, you go out at midnight and its freaking 80 degrees with 80 percent humidity. I could take the heat during the day if it would just cool off at night, but it doesn't.
80 degrees at midnight? That's pretty good. Down here in August it often doesn't get down to 80 degrees until three or four in the morning.
Of course you guys don't want to hear how effing perfect the weather is at coastal San Diego County. It's like the chemistry of a noble gas--so boring, so perfect--nothing to add or subtract. No humidity.
Of course this could end in a quake at anytime.
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