Subdeacon Joe

Never been to San Francisco or Sacramento, you say.

Interesting quote about coffee. “Just the other day, I was in my neighborhood Starbucks, waiting for the post office to open. I was enjoying a chocolatey cafe mocha when it occurred to me that to drink a mocha is to gulp down the entire history of the New World. From the Spanish exportation of Aztec cacao, and the Dutch invention of the chemical process for making cocoa, on down to the capitalist empire of Hershey, PA, and the lifestyle marketing of Seattle's Starbucks, the modern mocha is a bittersweet concoction of imperialism, genocide, invention, and consumerism served with whipped cream on top.” ― Sarah Vowell

Puffed amaranth.

Just that much closer to Monday. It's out there, just around the corner, waiting.

Which is pretty much par for the course.

So... You are saying that dogs are really important to Finns. Kind of like the Russian fetish for the verb "to go." One form for going somewhere on foot once. Another for going somewhere by conveyance once. Another for going somewhere on foot habitually. Another for going by conveyance habitually. For going to an enclosed space, but not into it. For going to an enclosed space and entering it. And a few other that I forget.

The Welsh have a good mix of vowels and consonants, they just use too many Ls.

She was from the era when actors were not one dimensional and were supposed to have talent. I might have been thinking of he 1981 Christmas special. Must have seen a rebroadcast in the early '90s.

Since I have ancestors from that region, I can post this with impunity. What really needs to happen is to have the vowel-deprived Slavs intermarry with the consonant-deprived Pacific Islanders, that way things would even out.

I was going to post this in the "Memes" thread, but THIS ^^^^^gives me the perfect place for it.

I was at work listening to the launch on the radio. Had a big lead ball in my stomach the rest of the day. To this day any launch I see I hear the radio and see the images from the evening news. https://www.businessinsider.com/nasa-challenger-space-shuttle-explosion-anniversary-2020-1

She was. I saw her in some special in the '80s wearing an "Oh Mercy!" gown that you would never have expected Sweet Innocent Shari to wear.

War History Online January 26, 2019 · US Marine Colonel Francis Fenton conducting the funeral of his son Private First Class Mike Fenton, Okinawa, 1945 In 1945, Marine Colonel Francis “Ike” Fenton, 1st Marine Division, and his youngest son, Pvt. Michael Fenton of Baker Company, 1st Battalion, 5th Marines, served together in combat. A photograph of the two, delayed by the war, accompanied a story in the May 31, 1945, edition of the San Diego Union. It showed the son holding his M1 rifle beside his father. The caption noted that Okinawa was the son’s first combat experience, while his father had been in the Battle of Peleliu in 1944. The story reported that the Colonel said, “Hello, Son,” while the Private said, “Glad to see you, Sir.” They talked about mail from home. Another photograph taken not long after showed the Colonel, a helmet between his arm and body, kneeling in the dirt with his head bowed over a stretcher. A U.S. flag covered his son Michael, who was killed in action on 7 May, 1945, while fiercely repelling a vicious Japanese counterattack. The faces of the Men in the background register the horrible sadness of the moment. Upon his retirement in 1949, Col. Fenton was advanced to brigadier general because of his combat record. General Fenton died in 1978. General Fenton is buried at Fort Rosecrans National Cemetery in San Diego. In 1948, he requested that his son’s remains be moved to a national cemetery stateside. Private Fenton is buried at Oahu, Hawaii’s “Punchbowl”, the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific. General Fenton’s oldest son Marine Captain Francis "Ike" Fenton Jr, is in the second photograph. Captain Fenton was the Baker Company Commander of 1st Battlion, 5th Marines during the Korean War, the same unit in which his younger brother Michael served and died in during World War II. The photograph captures a weary Capt. “Ike” Fenton, whose radio had just expired, being told his unit was low on ammunition, and ponders his fate. Semper Fidelis. -Elias. taken from https://www.facebook.com/.../in-1945.../1246514082104853/

Your wife recently made the incredible claim that she was "fine" and that "nothing is wrong" when you asked her if everything is OK.

Breakfast: 1.) Start the fire, hang the kettle for coffee. Go catch some trout. Get back to camp 15 minutes later. Rake some coals out, put the pan on and get some bacon going. Put grounds into french press, add boiling water. Turn bacon. Clean trout. (wash hands) Push down strainer in press, pour your coffee, adulterate to your taste. Pull bacon out of pan, dredge trout in seasoned cornmeal, fry in grease. Serve with warm flour tortillas. 2.) If no trout available: Start fire, hang kettle for coffee. Run potatoes through julienne blade of your cheap mandolin, add salt and toss. Rake some coals out, put pan on, get some bacon going. Put grounds into french press, add boiling water. Turn bacon. Crack half a dozen eggs into bowl, add a little salt and pepper, whisk. Pull bacon out of pan, add potatoes. Add some pepper. Push down strainer in press, pour your coffee, adulterate to your taste. Turn potatoes. At this point you have the choice of cooking the potatoes through, removing them, and then cooking the eggs, or adding the eggs and making a kind of egg and potato frittata. Heat some flour tortillas, add egg, potato, and bacon (if you haven't eaten it all yet), add salsa/hot sauce to taste, roll up and enjoy. Supper: 1.) Get your fire in order, hang kettle for coffee. Scrub potatoes, lightly oil, generously salt, wrap in foil, toss into fire. Put some ears of corn into bucket of cold water to soak. Take a chuck roast and pat it dry, season well with salt and pepper (actually, you should have done this and bagged it before you left for camp, but still add more just before cooking). Set grill over coals, toss meat on grill. Pull corn from water, shake off excess, toss onto fire towards the side. Put grounds in french press, add boiling water. Check potatoes, move around as needed. Turn corn (you will need to do this several time). Push down strainer in press, pour your coffee and adulterate to taste. Flip meat. Continue until everything is cooked. 2.) (Before setting out for your camping trip make a batch of: Morrocan Three-Bean Stew (From Weight Watchers “Dining for Two” Cookbook) Modified to serve 4 2 tsp. oil (canola or corn work fine, or on weekends use olive) 1 large onion, chopped 2 cloves garlic, minced (I tend to use more) 1/2 lb. frozen bell pepper strips 1 - 14 oz. can diced tomatoes 1 - 15 oz. can red kidney beans, rinsed & drained 1 - 8 oz. can chickpeas (garbanzos) rinsed & drained 1/4 tsp. salt 2 cups frozen French Green Beans 4 Tbs. Raisins 1/2 tsp. ground coriander 1/2 tsp. ground cinnamon 1/4 tsp. cayenne (Obviously, adjust seasoning to your taste; I tend to add a bit of paprika to the mix too). Heat the oil in nonstick saucepan over medium heat. Add onion and garlic and sauté, stirring frequently, until golden. Add the bell peppers and tomatoes; bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer, uncovered, until slightly thickened, about 10 minutes. Stir in the kidney beans, chickpeas, and salt. Cook until heated through, stirring occasionally, about 5 minutes.) Add the green beans, raisins, coriander, cinnamon & cayenne, bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer, covered, stirring occasionally, until the green beans are tender and the flavors are melded, about 10 min. Put in gallon freezer bags and freeze. This will cut down on the amount of ice you need. Remove from ice chest about an hour before you want to start dinner. Get your fire in order, hang kettle for coffee. When coals are ready set your pot/pan, dutch oven over the coals. Season up some chicken thighs and brown on all sides in pan. Add the Bean Stew. When hot, add back the chicken. Serve. Alternatives to chicken would be cubed pork butt, Italian Sausage, cubed leg of lamb, or even mushrooms. Serve with biscuits or tortillas.

When I was about 7 or 8 one of my brothers was going to do a tune up on one of his cars ... 55 Olds, I think it was ... cap, rotor, points, condenser, plugs, and plug wires. I "helped" him by removing all the plug wires. He was patient with me, got out the Motors Manual, then showed me and explained how the engine worked and why what I did wasn't very helpful.

Stale. With a touch of lyme.

For what are you apologizing? Hydrox had been off the market since, I think, the mid-'90s and only recently been reintroduced. And are ducedly hard to find. I half suspect that they may have disappeared again.