December 2012

One of the very best things

about having told Dish Network to pound sand, is watching PBS again. No, I’m not a fan of the way they sell it as a religion, like owning Apple computers or driving Volkswagons, but I do like Julia Child and Jacques Pepin.

A lot of shit they did never made any sense to me but now that I’ve learned some things about the science of cooking from Alton Brown a lot of it works better. Even simple things like scrambling and poaching eggs actually make a huge amount of sense now. And Jacques and Julia are so good together, and he is still doing it. I can’t fault anyone who likes to make and eat good food. Well, not for THAT, anyway.

This

has been one of those mornings when I roll my chair over in front of the gun cabinet and just bask in the glow of those firearms. The M1 carbine, the Win94, the Marlin. I fix the bayonet on the K31. I do the same for the M1 carbine. (I’m still waiting for an M9 for the AR). I check to see that the screw on caps on Ma Bell are tight, and I take the backhoe out of it’s case, assemble it, and lay it on my lap.

So I might occasionally have an acid flashback,

so what.

All I know, is, you open this video and stop it at the beginning. Turn the sound up on this one
Then you open this video and stop it at 0:45. Turn the sound down on this one.
Then you start them both as close to each other as possible, and watch Chris Walken dancing while listening to “Walking In Rhythm” by the Blackbyrds.

You now have experienced the darkside of the Moon, Walken In Rhythm style. Probably works better if you wake and bake a little first.

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