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| Wednesday, July 30th, 2003 | | 4:14 pm |
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We're back!
ok, so because of how Melo opperates their archieves, i need a place to put all my old ramblings. That's here. Anything you see here from now on will have been already on my melo, so take note of that. roll on rolly wheel. Current Mood: Sun Tea | | Monday, April 14th, 2003 | | 8:27 am |
| | Wednesday, April 9th, 2003 | | 1:51 am |
Chicken Soup for the Evil Genius' Soul
Ernest Hemmingway, famous American author, drunkard, and all aorund man's man. When living in Cuba and Florida, he developed a love for the Mojito. It's the national drink of Cuba, and means to "assemble" or "mixture" in Spanish. It's fantastic, and great for sipping... First off, make a simple syrup, which is mix equal parts of sugar and water (possibly more sugar if you want it sweeter than usual) and heat in a sauce pan until disolved fully, usually right before the water boils. Let that cool, and add about 1 to 1 1/2 cups of crushed, bruised mint leaves. Let sit overnight, and then it's time.... juice from 1/2 a lime (leave some of the lime in the bottom of the cup) take 1 oz of that mint syrup (also good for Mint Juleps) 1 1/2 oz of light rum 7 up and club soda lots of crushed ice In a tall, thin (i.e. Collins) glass, juice the lime into your cup, if you want, leave a wedge at the bottom add crushed ice (very important it's crushed), then syrup, rum, and fill the rest with a 1/2-1/2 mixture of 7 up and club soda (just club soda if you like it less sweet) garnish with a mint sprig and go to town. If you're feeling saucy, toss it all in a blender and make it a blended drink. Or, sip it through a straw nice and slow on a summer day. either way, that's what I call Good Drinks Current Mood: MOJITO! | | Monday, April 7th, 2003 | | 12:09 am |
Fukui San!
my one stupid emotional outpouring for the year.... Tonight I became quite depressed by Gwen Stefffani. She's alot like that girl you were good freinds with in high school which you had a total crush on, though you never said anything. You hung out all the time, and thought you knew eachother pretty well...then you parted ways and didn't hear from her for a long time. A few years later, you're talking to a freind on the phone and find out that she's not the girl she once was...she's changed. A couple more years go by. You havn't heard from her directly in a while, just talked about her with mutual freinds. Then one day you're both in the same place for a wedding or something and you see her at the bar. You walk over and the shell of a person looking back at you isn't the cute little blonde kick in the face you remember. Not at all, but rather now she's the girl with the stringy hair and bags under your eyes that says she'd suck you off in the bathroom if you can get her a line or two of blow. Disgusted and confused, you yell "get off me, you skank!" only to later go home and masturbate thinking about her. But you think about the her from 1995, smiling and holding that stupid orange. I miss Gwen.... Current Mood: Orange Juice and Tequila | | Sunday, April 6th, 2003 | | 2:06 pm |
Love that Turkish girl
A haiku for you.... blah blah blah from you instead, I have my goggles and can see Elvis Current Mood: cape cod | | Wednesday, April 2nd, 2003 | | 9:27 pm |
A Fresh Up Drink!
Thanks, Alton Brown....One day I'll be you, living in your huge house with a GIGANTIC kitchen with every possible utensil and spice imaginable, so I can cook anyhting. Except not in Georgia, I'd have to airlift your house to some other place....like El Salvador. 1/2 cup dark soy sauce 1/2 cup honey 1/4 cup dry wasabi powder 2 pounds tuna loin, cut into 2 pieces 1/2 cup sesame seeds 2 tablespoons peanut oil In a non-reactive bowl combine soy, honey, and wasabi powder. Reserve 1/4 cup for dipping sauce. Roll each piece of tuna in this mixture to coat evenly. Marinate from 1 hour to overnight. Remove the tuna from the marinade and discard the marinade. On a plate, lay the sesame seeds. Roll the tuna in the seeds to evenly coat. Fire up the chimney and top with a well-oiled grate. Sear for 15 to 30 seconds per side or to desired temperature. Remove to rack and rest for 3 minutes. Cover with foil or plastic wrap to achieve carry over cooking. Slice thinly and serve with the dipping sauce. Current Mood: El Salvadorean Beer | | Friday, March 28th, 2003 | | 11:54 am |
T-minus $60
Current weather for 11:57 am, March 28, 2003 City-___________Los Angeles, CA__________________________Kingman, AZ Temp-__________77 degrees F____________________________55 degrees F Wind-___________variable 3mph___________________________steady 20mph, gusts to 23mph Today's high-_____84 degrees F____________________________60 degrees F Yeah, you know what, it is a shitty little town no one should go to, and even weather.com agrees with me on that. Current Mood: Bloody Mary | | Wednesday, March 26th, 2003 | | 12:36 am |
Indoneeeeesia
Infusion- the way out of an ordinary drink at home. Tired of booring old vodka, gin, or rum? well shit, dawg, check it out. take one bottle of a good-quality vodka, if you can afford Skyy or Absolute, then rock on. Then, think about what you want to have in your mouth. Fruits, spices, herbs, veggies....it's up to you, but get whatever's fresh and in season. Just remember to cut it small, and remove the skin of whatever you use, often it can make the liquor bitter. Right now I've got 1 jalapeño steeping in 4 oz. of vodka, to make spicier bloody marys and martinis. I'll let you know how it turns out, but I belive a volume ratio of about 1:4 (depending on what you have) should work. Think about it, though.... now you can make 1 drink 4 or 8 or 20 differnt ones based on what you steep in the liquor. Pear vodka with frangelico mixed with a dash fo chambourd. Sounds good, doesn't it? Current Mood: Spiced Bloody Mary | | Friday, March 21st, 2003 | | 11:53 am |
kosher dill
You know, every time I think I know people with the critical thinking skills necessary for not becomming a midless yuppy, I find out someone I know is blindly being led around because they can't think of a better idea than letting other people or TV shape their lives. Why am I surrounded (with a few stellar exceptions to the contrary) by frickin' idiots? Current Mood: water | | Thursday, March 20th, 2003 | | 7:30 pm |
funk-o-rama
ok, first off, if you ever doubt the cleanliness of any, and I do mean any part of where you live, take a trip to mexicali, where vacant lots double as landfills. People that bitch about how poluted the US is should really take a trip south of the border and get their priorities in order. oh, and look in my freinds section for a little something from our trip. Also, if you're not pissed off, you're not paying enough attention to the world. I'm not saying that what's his name is a good guy, quite the opposite, but how do you "do all you can to avoid a war" by invading a shittly little desert nation? According to the UN, this is illegal, and the US, UK, and Spain are liable for their actions. And don't hate the French and Russians because rednecks think it's a good idea. They also drink PBR, remember? Current Mood: Pinot noir | | Thursday, March 13th, 2003 | | 10:20 am |
Lenny and Laverne??
I had this dream last night that started out with a meteor shower. It srtaerted out all cool, you know...in the sky. Then because the atmosphere was so thin for some reason, they started making it through and hitting the ground, like a deadly hail of superheated space debris. Neadless to say, it wasn't cool, especially since I was waiting around to meet with a car full of people I know. I sought shelter inside a nearby house and waited until it ended. Then everyone showed up and we went looking for fun, like nothing happened. Walking down a main street in a small mountain town with someone else we looked up, saw this candy candy rave, and knew we HAD to go, especially because I had bright orange raver pants nearby. So we try to find a way in to the place, and finnaly get up there, just to get removed by a bouncer cause it's a private party. Who knew kids sucking on pacifiers would go to private parties? Then we drove back to LA, where it was raining. I decided to go on a walk, and found a small red metal lunchbox that folded out into this go-cart thing which I drove around. I went to this hot dog stand in Hollywood, and at one of the tables was Cindy Williams- Shirley from "Laverne and Shirley." We get to talking and even though she's got grey hair and all since she's 53 I hit on her and asked for her number. She invites me over to her place after she's done signing autographs at the hot dog place. I walk in....it's very nice, and she gives me a drink. Then we start making out, which is fine with me since I've been wanting to do that for a while now. Anyways, so her butler comes in and she tells me it's time to leave, but that she had fun. I go home, and get a phone call from my parents. They need me to come to AZ ASAP because of some crap I have to take care of as they sell their old house and move into the new one. I bring the usual suspects with, like it's a mini-vacation, and what happens as soon as we get there? You guessed it- The apocalypse. Bombs start going off all the hell over the place, and the explosions are crawling through the valley and down the hills like an orange fog. It's amazingly beautiful, and right then bombs start falling near us. All I can think of is "Duck and Cover" which I do under a table and so when one blows up the house I'm ok, and my parents are covered with cartoony soot. It occurs to me that now we're probably all covered with radioactive dust, so it's probably a good idea to find some water to wash ourselves off with, which is really all you can do at that point. That's about the time where I wake up. Man, I have some messed up dreams. There's a surprise inside! http://www.geocities.com/squeaky8228/LSfanfic.htm Current Mood: Tequila and Tea | | Tuesday, March 11th, 2003 | | 10:14 am |
les mots de la vérité
"There are only two kinds of food: good and bad. Also, all of life's big problems include the words "indictment" or "inoperable." Everything else is small stuff. " -Alton Brown “A well made Martini, correctly chilled and nicely served, has been more often my true friend than any two-legged creature.” Monica F., hanging out with a good friend at the Lion’s Lair Lounge. "Symmetry is beauty" -Albert Einstein “The Prohibitionist must always be a person of no moral character; for he cannot even conceive of the possibility of a man capable of resisting temptation. Still more, he is so obsessed, like the savage, by the fear of the unknown, that he regards alcohol as a fetish, necessarily alluring and tyrannical.” —Alister Crowley Current Mood: Bloody Maria....I wish | | Thursday, March 6th, 2003 | | 11:09 pm |
The Skate party
Who's always giving Strong bad a hand? The Cheat, The Cheat Who's always messing up Homestar's plans? The Cheat, The Cheat Who's gonna start a rock 'n' roll band? The Cheat, The Cheat Who's "making out with marzipan"? The Cheat, the Cheat The Cheeeeat, The Cheeeat is in the house Who's the man that looks like The Cheat? The Cheat, The Cheat Who's the one with yllow feet? The Cheat, The Cheat Who's the dude that moves to the beat? The Cheat, The Cheat Who's the guy from 21 Jump Street? Not The Cheat, Not The Cheat The Cheat Current Mood: To Hell with swords and garter | | 4:59 pm |
In junk we trust
Do dooo de doo....hm. I kinda feel like I should post, but I can't think of what. David's right, the lyrics to "Welcome to Paradise" have got to be about living in LA. I mean have you see our streets? They're cracked and broken. But the thing is, it ends with it not being so bad; calling the place home. I can see that. um...besides being all booring and telling myself about my day, I can't think of anything. If anyone wants to just randomly give me $1,542.80, that would be cool, though. Thanks. Current Mood: the perfect margarita | | Friday, February 28th, 2003 | | 10:08 pm |
Phorensic Weather
Here's a handy little recipe I made tonight. It's sooooo good, my god, I want more right now. Forgive the lack of brevity in this entry, but it's worth it. Scallop-stuffed Mushroom caps A bunch of crimini (brown) mushrooms, about 5 per person you plan to feed Scallions (green onions) 1/2 cup bread crumbs 3 oz. scallops per person 2 cloves garlic 1T thyme 1T tarragon 1t rosemary 1/2 t cayanne pepper smidge of parmesian cheese salt/fresh ground pepper clarified butter.... a word on clarified butter- it's got a much higher smoke point than normal butter, tastes different- more subtle, and is wonderful for high-temp sauteing. You know, mushrooms, searing fish steaks, ears. Also, its good for lobster-dipping. This is how you clarify butter: melt it in a small sauce pan, and skim the foam off the top, and let the milk solids settle to the bottom. that delightful-looking yellow liquid is clarified butter. You can also melt the butter, then let it solidify again and skim the foam off that way. you'll lose about 25% of your volume by the way. once you get it, back to the recipe.... First, take the mushrooms and put them in a bowl, and cover them in olive oil. no, not drown them, cover...just drizzle and stir. then put them on a cooling rack and into the over at 350 for 8 minutes, until they yeild to knife pressure. stems on, upside down. Take about 3 T of the clarified butter, the garlic, shallots and saute them for about 30 seconds. Then add the scallops and the rest of the herbs/spices. when the scallops get nice and light brown, in about 8 minutes (not too tough) take them out. Take the stems out of the mushrooms, and replace them with the scallops. Then put a pinch of cheese on them along with a nice pile of bread crumbs. put these little gems on a baking sheet, and put them in the oven on it's highest temp (set to 'broiler', but in the oven section) and let them go until the bread crumbs turn golden brown. you HAVE TO WATCH these, time has no meaning. Take them out, let them cool off a bit, and pop them like tic-tacs. Just so you know, 'portabello' is a marketing term...those are just overgrown crimini mushrooms. That's it. Current Mood: Cabernet...I'm sorry | | 11:38 am |
Mama-Mia, here I go again....
And now I will make haikus from cut and pasted ABBA lyrics. Yes, you hate me for thinking of it first. Does it show again? Yes, I've been brokenhearted Now I really know I think you know that You won't be away too long Never let you go. 'Cos you know I've got Gonna do my very best And it ain't no lie Honey I'm still free when things are rough it's magic Take a chance on me If you're all alone When the pretty birds have flown Take your time baby Dancing Queen, oh yeah Having the time of your life Everything is fine Watch that scene, dig in Night is young and the music's high When you get the chance Yeah, you know what, it's harder to do that it looks. Current Mood: Rockstar and Rum | | Sunday, February 23rd, 2003 | | 3:06 pm |
not redneck....lowbrow
Really, who else has this happen to them? I almost blew up my shower today because I was cleaning it with alcohol that was too pure, and so the vapors could quite possibly have ignighted. I got dizzy from them, I'm not exagerating, I really almost blew it all up. But man, I've got a clean fucking shower. No wonder smart chicks stay away from me and all I get are the crazies. also, when making ncahos, make sure to not go post to your live journal unless it's once sentance about something simple, for instance "I like doggies" cause you'll burn your damn nachos. pobre nachitos. in case you like lowbrow.com, go to www.ladeefrickingda.com she's a nice girl when you talk to her, I don't understand why anyone would send her hate mail. Current Mood: damn I want some tequila | | Wednesday, February 19th, 2003 | | 11:41 pm |
Fing-longer
I've decided that it's my goal in life to destroy the human race. Not because I'm angry, or jealous, or some selfish reason, but mostly because it would be a challenge. And kinda fun. Well, perhaps I should just say that I shall be the one to bring about the end of the world as we know it. I don't think I'll use traditional icky death-filled ways, though....there are way more creative methods. "What do you want to be when you graduate?" "Become a supervillan" "oh...ok" that's how it's gonna go when people ask from now on. MU-HAHHAHAHAHHA!!! FOOLS! I'll DESTROY THEM ALL!!! wanna be a henchman? Current Mood: caffinated Tom Collins | | Monday, February 17th, 2003 | | 6:15 pm |
Westward, Hoe!
Vegas is cool. I reccomend the buffets. Oh, and the slot machines are pretty cool, too. But stay away from $1 margaritas and shrimp cocktails. The end. Current Mood: hm...not sure. |
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