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| Fourth Thursday in November |
[Nov. 27th, 2008|12:06 pm] |
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Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Be sure to get your Recommended Yearly Allowance of tryptophan today. |
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| 30 years ago today... |
[Oct. 14th, 2008|02:02 pm] |
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Today, give thanks to former President Jimmy Carter, who — thirty years ago today — signed the bill into law that allowed Americans to brew beer in their homes.
"Sometimes when I reflect on all the beer I drink, I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. I think, 'It is better to drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver'."
— Babe Ruth |
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| Ever have one of those days? weeks? lifetimes? |
[Sep. 12th, 2008|01:40 pm] |
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My father told me a story once about a psychologist. He hired a guy to chop wood for a reasonable rate of pay. After an hour of working, the psychologist went out to the hiree and told him, "I'd like you to do something for me. I'll pay you four times our agreed-upon hourly wage, but I want you to use the blunt side of the axehead. I don't care how much wood you cut."
The woodchopper, albeit a bit befuddled, agreed. After ten minutes he came back to the psychologist and told him, "I can't work for you any more. It's good money, but I just can't do it.
"I gotta see the chips fly."
That story feels particularly poignant to my situation right now. |
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| I should be dragging more than I am... |
[Sep. 11th, 2008|12:25 pm] |
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About midnight last night I realized that I still hadn't done anything about a beef stew I had promised to bring tonight. Thank goodness for 24-hour grocery stores.
I finished preparing it and set it to start cooking about 2:30 AM. It then took me about an hour to wind down enough to go bed. Amazingly, I didn't really have that much problem waking up this morning. I guess because I've been responsible and have been getting a decent amount of sleep each night (for a change).
When I checked on the stew this morning before I left to work, it had been cooking not quite six hours. It's supposed to cook for 8-12 hours, so it was really only about half done, and yet I was... disappointed. I've not tried this recipe before, but it's a pretty simple stew (beef, potatoes, carrots, celery, onion, tomato base, salt, pepper, and a little vinegar). I don't know. Maybe it's because I felt a bit rushed due to my own procrastination. I'm sure it will work out fine, it will taste great, and I'll have nothing to worry about. Maybe it's that I haven't cooked much in a while. Maybe I just didn't really get enough sleep, and we've got a deadline tomorrow at work, and I'm a little too stressed to be my usual optimistic self.
Back to work... Oh, wait — it's lunch time. |
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| So, this isn't a bad thing... |
[Aug. 27th, 2008|09:01 am] |
I'm not used to not having to wake up so early.
I've trained my body to wake up between 6:30 and 7:00 now. This was so I could get on the road by 7:30 to make it to work by 9:00. Well, now I can get on the road at 8:00 and be at work by 8:30. So, theoretically, I could be sleeping in longer.
But I'm not.
I have fought my anti-morning tendencies most of my life, to varying degrees of success. Now I'm finally conditioned to waking when I should be, and I don't want to slip into old, bad habits. |
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