Vacation, part 2

Still on Vacation. I will start updating again soon, like next week soon, but I will be switching to a 3 day update schedule due to working. Woot!

Vacation

Brad's Parents are in town so updates this week will be few and far between. I will still try to do a ITWSSG but I make no guaranties.

Ciao!

Mindblowing Meat Cake Madness

In the past I had seen non, or faux, cakes. They were cakes that were not cakes. Things that were deceptive, like cakes that were really made of sandwiches, or the meat cake.

One day last week, Brad and I decided to embark on the path of making a meatloaf cake. It seemed like something fun, and fairly easy to do, plus we both like meatloaf, and we had to try out our new spring-form pan.

I made the meatloaf mix like usual, meat (ground beef), eggs, bread crumbs, garlic, onion powder, and a super-secret seasoning. Thus mixed, I gingerly pressed the meat mixture into the pan and prayed to the meatloaf gods for even cooking, and tasty meat. Prayer completed, I topped the meat mush with ketchup, and into the oven it went.

About an hour and a half later, the intoxicating smell of cooking beef wafted into the living room. The smell was exquisite, causing me to hallucinate that the enemies I was killing on Halo were joints of mutton and other meaty delights. It was distracting to say the least.

In preparation for the feast to come I sent Brad to the kitchen to start the mashed potatoes.

Another 15 minutes later and it was time to pull my creation out of the oven. It was beautiful and terrible. I knew, without a doubt, that this was the prettiest meat loaf in all of known creation. All other bread shaped meat dishes quaked in fear and awe.

We let it cool and then topped it, frosting style, with the mashed potatoes. A hasty ketchup decoration later, and viola!

Trepidatiously, we approached the deceptive decorated delight, and cut ourselves some slices. Plates in hand, we adjourned to the living room, and sat down to our feast.

Each bite was better than the last. An ecstasy of flavor, and sauce, and meat poured into our mouths like forkfuls from the gods. It was almost too much to bear; Brad met my tear filled eyes and we shared a moment of perfect understanding. Nothing, not even chocolate, had nor would ever taste this good.

When our stomachs were satiated and our plates were empty, we each shared a burp of appreciation.


I will look fondly on our meat-tastic adventure until I am old, and gray, and probably still burping up bits of it.




The shots above are there because, ya know, pics or it didn't happen.

I'm Late, I'm Late, for a very important date.

SOoooo ITWSSG didn't get done yesterday....but it's not my fault, really...

We had an internet outage in our area, which was without a doubt the scariest thing to ever happen to me.
I apologize for not having it up, and humbly offer it to you today.







Let me clarify today's ITWSSG. I really do hope the new cap works. The ending of the devastation of the Gulf would be a wonderful thing. The cynic in me just highly doubts the workiness anything that BP does anymore.

Have a great weekend everybody. See ya tomorrow!

Bad case of the Blahs

I have been in a funk the last couple of days. It happens when I do anything, even stuff I love doing like this blog.

Here's what happens:

Day One:

Everything is fine, sparkly in fact.


The possibilities seem endless, and everything seems full of awesome.


Then something happens. It's like the shine wears off.



Then I hit the point where I am at now.



I am hoping this is just a passing thing. I am going to keep working at it here, and hoping it goes away. I will keep plugging away, searching the internet to get inspiration.


On a separate note, ITWSSG will be up later today, instead of tomorrow, because I am going to the lake!!

Easy-Peasy

I love video games, but before I met Brad the only ones I was good at were fps. Any other games and not only did I suck, but it seemed that my character would get fed up of my button mashing and consciously commit suicide. Mario and Sonic would regularly, randomly, jump off ledges, Master Chief throws himself on grenades, the cards in solitaire give me paper cuts and then set themselves on fire.



So I would play any game that I got on the easiest mode it came with. Yes, I know it is a terrible habit, but I rationalized by saying that I played games for the plot. That's all well and good, but I was playing games like Unreal Tournament. Yeah, real heavy on the plot that game was.

Now I have expanded my horizons a bit, because I realized that by playing on easy all the time, I wasn't getting any better. I still enjoy playing games for the plot (and with great new games like Alan Wake and Mass Effect, I feel less like a tool saying that), but I don't enjoy getting spanked by my friends. So now I start games on normal, and work my way up (I even finished Halo 3 on legendary, what what!). I think I am getting a little better, though sometimes I still randomly jump into the yawning abyss.

I think that, with the newer game consoles, it's easier to play on harder settings (if that makes sense). On older consoles the save points were few and far between. Add the save points to the fact that lives were severally limited, and you have a mixture for repeated Megan fails. Most of today's games still have save points, yes, but they also have a pause menu save option; which makes for a slightly less frustrated Megan.

Then I came across this:



I would play the crap outta those games (for the plot, of course), but inevitably, my character would still find a way to bite the dust. Probably literally.

Sick

Sick...Barfing....other end not so great either....

Post more tomorrow.

Enjoy dinosaurs.





Imma go back to bed now