Posts Tagged ‘swine’

This morning dawned bright and cheery, the kids were animated and happy, the birds were singing (I assume, because I can’t hear them), the wife and dog were joyous, and I woke up in a foul black heartless mood.

No, the epidural didn’t give much relief.

It told us something, which is there are spots that aren’t causing pain, exactly, but are binding my neck up.  Other spots are causing pain.  So the 24/7 headache and neckache continue.  Distressing is the arm pain and numbness.

Came in to work to find The Dude wearing a mask and gloves.   The Porcine Flu?  Nope.  Just a cold.  For fun we will either refer to it as the West Ebola Listeria Nile Pox or Porcine Flu.  I tried to tell him that (1) this mask is scary, and (2) it won’t prevent him from being a plague vector.


Freddy Krueger was never this scary.


All the back-slapping going on is going to stop before too long, when the Law of Unintended Consequences rears it’s ugly head.

The Fed Grins.

The self-congratulatory rhetoric will reach a fevered pitch, never acknowledging the horrible price that we have only deferred by all this “too big to fail” talk.  The cows will come home to roost.

No one who has had even peripheral involvement in the housing bubble or it’s travesty of a solution has any right to be proud or exuberant.


Over at Bloomberg, there was a good op-ed:

Writers who are not pro-Barack Obama are suffering character assassination as well. George Will of the Washington Post, the nation’s senior conservative columnist, has been so assaulted by bloggers that his editor, Fred Hiatt, recently wrote, “I would think folks would be eager to engage in the debate, given how sure they are of their case, rather than trying to shut him down.”

It seems that the democrat/liberal viewpoint is “openness and inclusiveness unless you’re dissenting because our stance is well-reasoned and there is no logical alternative”.

Indeed, he closer the Democrats get to total power, the nastier the commentators friendly to them have become.

It really is as if a great wellspring of hatred has been uncapped and is allowed to flow freely now that checks and restraints are (mostly) taken away.

I don’t mind hatred, loathing, disdain… but let’s at least be dignified and civilized.


More spam fun!

Messages waiting for me:

  • Re: Doctor Zulma Ruegsegger discount 68% for…
  • Customer Receipt/Purchase Confirmation
  • What the doctor ordered
  • Re:  SALE 70% OFF on Pfizer
  • Are you on car?

Don’t know a Doctor Zulma, haven’t purchased anything lately, don’t care what the doctor ordered, I don’t shop at Pfizer, and I’m on muscle relaxants and narcotics, not “car”.

Strangely, I sent all those e:mails myself, to myself.

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Swine Flu


Was sent a comic strip today, with the sender claiming that he thought I would get a kick out of it.  I was the person he thought of when he sent it.  Flattered?  Offended?  I don’t rightly know which I should be.  All I could say was “Well played, Sir”.

Click on it for the larger version…

Update #2:  Oh yeah, this looks good.  Taekwando athlete kicks judge.  No excuse, sorry.  It would pack a little more punch if the Olympic judges penalized the country, not just the player, and made them sit out the next Olympics.


That’s my new name for what happened tonight.  A buddy of mine who I will refer to as the Two-Wheeled Bambi-Killer came over with his wife and kidlet, they mingled with Cruel Wife and my kidlets, and we ate ourselves silly.

Please note that I wholeheartedly endorse his Bambi-Killing.  Young animals are delicious.

Picture it… 6lbs of spare ribs – St. Louis style cut.  The cartilage side cut off and halved, put those to the side.  The rib sections left over, don’t cut them.  Dry rub all of the meat using the special dry rub.

Someone is bound to ask for my dry rub recipe and since I am enormously on-top of things I’ve taken the initiative of posting a picture of the ingredients label I put on my shaker bottle.

Now rub the spice mixture into the meat with gentle (yet firm) massaging motions, being careful to cover every square inch of the meat.  Rub that in until it really adheres to the meat.

Cut a black plastic garbage bag up the side and lay it open.  Put the meat inside the pocket and wrap the whole thing tightly and tape it up – let it get all the lovin’ it can overnight in the fridge.

The next morning, pull the meat out and put it on the counter to warm up.  Fire up the smoker and lay in the water pan with lots of hot water, then add the first grate.  Put the cut off cartilage sections in the terra-cotta clay cooker and cover it – put it on the grate and lay aluminum foil over the top.  [Note:  The terra-cotta clay cooker needs to be presoaked in cold water for 15 minutes prior to use.]  Now take the large rib sections and put them on the top grate in the smoker.  Put the lid on the smoker.  Take off the main body and the lid as a unit to expose the heating element and put a soupcan stuffed with apple wood in the bottom to start smoking.  Return the body and top of the smoker.  Let it smoke/cook for four hours – do NOT lift the lid – just walk away.  Make sure the temperature does not exceed 220F or the meat will be dry jerky, not moist swine.

A clay cookpot.

Add more woodchips to the soupcan.  Do this twice more over the next four hours but take the clay pot out at hour #7.  Yes, you heard me, it’s an eight hour cook-time for the big hunks of meat.  It is a food of love.

When a bone falls out easily or a fork easily separates the meat take it out.  Cut the ribs into 1-2 rib sections and shred the cutoffs that were in the clay cooker.  The cartilage should be just about broken down – you will be able to squish it by pinching or you just won’t find it.  I found two small 1/2″ long pieces, that is all.

“Swine Flu” is my term for being so stuffed with pig that you are sleepy and think you would be better off if you just died.

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(musically, sorta)

Leaving… on a jet plane… sound of kids scrambling my brain… oh Lord, what a way to gooo-ooo-ooo-ooh…

(end musical score)

Will be leaving the sitter with the house and hauling ass onwards to the fruits of my labors – vacation!  The NorthWest beckons, all desert-ey in Washington, and all rainforest-ey in Oregon.  Oh, yeah.  We grew up on opposite sides of the spectrum, Cruel Wife and I.

I will try to post pics and updates but no idea where my internet connection points will be.

Take care, folks – talk to you in two weeks thereabout-ish.


Plugging for Stephan Pastis, the author of “Pearls Before Swine”… go get one of his books.  You will fall in love with Pig (the little pink guy below).

I can’t let it go…  Forwarded to me by The Dude – some blogmentary from some blog.  Leading up to the last one is a great progression:

By Mike Novean (Blackdice) on Wednesday, July 16, 2008 – 11:17 am: Edit


I had read an article earlier this summer from the Chicago region that said that because of higher gas prices they were not going to removing as many dead animals from the roads as they had in the past.

That could be one factor in the higher than normal dead animal count.

By Douglass E. Howard (Doug_Howard) on Wednesday, July 16, 2008 – 12:20 pm: Edit

It could also be the new excuse for everything…

By Sean O’Carroll (Terryoc) on Wednesday, July 16, 2008 – 08:21 pm: Edit

The new excuse for everything?!

“Not tonight honey, higher gas prices are giving me a headache.”

By Stephen J. Schrader (Wyvern) on Wednesday, July 16, 2008 – 09:32 pm: Edit

“Not tonight honey. Because of the price of gas, I couldn’t go to the store, just to pick up some aspirin for my headach.”

By Loren Knight (Loren) on Wednesday, July 16, 2008 – 10:59 pm: Edit

“Not tonight honey, the oil companies beat you to it.”

By Ken Lin (Old_School) on Thursday, July 17, 2008 – 09:15 am: Edit


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