I Can't Wait 'til Suppertime!

[shanmonster]

A benefit exists to being both slim and muscular when my students don't understand which muscles are activated to perform a particular dance technique. I can get them to hold on to my waist, hips, or whatever, and all will be revealed when I perform the technique. That's what I ended up doing yesterday while explaining the mechanics behind the maya.

After my class, I came home to a tasty roast tenderloin dinner. f00dave had cooked it in wine, and it was very good alongside the vegetables and rice. It's nice to be able to eat a meal at home with f00. Lately, most of my meals at home are hasty affairs eaten alone, or leftovers or nuked frozen dinners at work. I've been carefully monitoring my diet, as of the past month or so. I've cut out most of the junky food I'd been eating, like white bread and processed foods glucked up with corn syrups. Instead of white bread, I eat whole grain. Instead of drinking black tea with milk and sugar every day, I've been drinking green tea sans sweeteners. I'm careful to eat more protein, fewer simple carbohydrates, more complex carbohydrates, and additional fibre. Aside from my lapse into chocolate care of f00's Valentine's Day Hershey Kiss offerings and a cup of salty, buttery popcorn badness, I've been doing very well. The results are showing, too. My abdominal muscles are revealing themselves, coming out of hiding from beneath their little pudge roll.

After supper, Alex/Sascha came over and we watched The Delicate Art of Parking and The Village, both of which are enjoyable for entirely different reasons. When Alex left and f00 went to bed, I stayed up and watched Mars Attacks, which I haven't seen since it came out in theatres. I enjoy it as much now as I did then. It's just as ridiculous a story as I like to see.

Today is a stay-at-home day. Aside from doing a few chores, I've whipped up a batch of my everchanging hamburger soup. Today's recipe includes a small handful of wild rice, a tablespoon of chili powder, triple the garlic, and some generous shakes of oregano and summer savory. I was going to add a red pepper, but when I sliced into it with my handydandy kitchen knife, I released the mould spores which lie within. I'm sure the soup will be tastier for the lack of pepper mould. I know it smells and looks awfully good.

Perhaps Hunter S. Thompson wouldn't have offed himself had he known he could have come over for some soup. What a waste.

And now for a few links while I accomplish the exciting task of cleansing dirty clothing.

How to fold a t-shirt: If I didn't hang them up instead, I'd do this.

Sex is for Fags: Abstinence parody for boys.

Iron Hymen: Abstinence parody for girls.

Egyptian Doctors Remove Baby's Second Head: No, it's not the second coming of Zaphod Beeblebrox. This story fascinates me. Take a look at the "parasite" head. It looks like the face of a normal child. Poor kid.

Wedding Registry for Mary Letourneau and Vili Fualaau: What to buy for the about-to-be-wed child molester and her former victim.

District has trouble finding psychology textbooks not mentioning homosexuality: Poor school district. It's so hard to keep kids in the dark, nowadays.

If It Stinks, Don't Trust It: "Only professionals and the mentally-ill should engage the undead" (thanks, freakwoman).

Comments

[chrysippvs.livejournal.com]

G-d that zombie thing wa great....yours links are always so damn great.

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

Happy to oblige!

[zombienought.livejournal.com]

I dated a girl for three years who had
what I like to call "a hymen of steel."
She had to get it surgically removed. I
mean, after being with *me* (and several
other guys of whom I did not learn until
much later), she still had it. That thing
was superstrong!

I think that smiling and blinking are signs
of life. Poor second-head twin. I wonder
what they did with it. Probably incinerated
it. :(

I find the story of Mary Letourneau and Vili
Fualaau to be quite inspiring. It shows us
what true love really is. And that some guys
never get over their "first".

Thanks for the puppet show, although I found
the shots of the children far more horrifying
than the zombies.

I think that ensemble is actually pretty sexy.
What the hell is wrong with me?


Wedding Registry for Mary Letourneau and Vili Fualaau:

[babygirl4brett.livejournal.com]

I find the story of Mary Letourneau and Vili
Fualaau to be quite inspiring. It shows us
what true love really is. And that some guys
never get over their "first".

My children went to school in the school district that Mary Kay Letourneau taught in, and I worked for the DSHS office that paid for her pregnancies while she was in prison. I have a hard time finding the love between her and Vili "inspiring" when I know that he was only 11 when they first met, and not yet twelve when she slept with him. I mean, how sick/desperate do you have to be to find a 12 year old a turn-on?? If he had even been 16, I would have found their love story worthy of admiration...as it is, I have to just find it horrifying.

[babygirl4brett.livejournal.com]

Shan,

Made your hamburger soup last night....I doubled the crushed red pepper and garlic, as my gal and I love it spicy, and we added some garbanzo beans as well....Yummy!! I am adding celery and mushrooms tonight. Thanks for the start-off, I think that is something I will be asked to make on a regular basis!!
I would love it if you would post some more recipes, if they are all that good.
Pam

[f00dave.livejournal.com]

Oh, but she HAS. ;-)

http://www.shanmonster.com/recipes

[babygirl4brett.livejournal.com]

WOOOOT!! Thanks, f00dave! You are my hero for the day!!!!
Pam

[f00dave.livejournal.com]

What can I say? She's my wife, I have Secret Insider Information. Just don't tell the SEC. ;-)

[oh-the-ironing.livejournal.com]

I've watched that T-shirt folding thing 12 times and I can't believe I'm at work and have no access to T-shirts and I am going crazy.

[kamomil.livejournal.com]

At some point I get lost, but the result looks like how we had to fold them when I worked at Wonderland.

[oh-the-ironing.livejournal.com]

I don't even know what Wonderland is! Wait, is it some sort of CANADIAN thing? Are you Canadian? Quit confusing me, foreigner! I'm already confused by the Asian lady using some sort of ancient Chinese secret to fold a t-shirt.

[kamomil.livejournal.com]

I worked here (http://www.canadas-wonderland.com/), and one fall I helped with inventory at the end of the season. We counted many many things, and folded and packed them so that they would remain safe (from critters and leaky roofs) all winter in cold unattended buildings. Some of the merchandise was t-shirts, and we had to fold them in a specific precise way.

Foreigner? Me? you're surrounded I think. LOL