Monday, February 27, 2006
New Moon and Odd Food
I always feel calm when the moon is black. It is as good a time as any to talk about some unsettling foods. I don't feel all that calm this time.
I have been reading Richard at Goat Food for a few weeks and I enjoy his style. He is from the U.K. and writes in a way that keeps my eyes on the text looking for real English spellings and his Continental expressions. He has been struggling with some of the traditional British ideas of eating things like Marmite and Bovril. I had to look these things up on Wikipedia. They sound awful in their descriptions alone. They are both rich in salt and yeast. Marmite is very very thick and has two Ausrtralian cousins known as Vegemite and Promite. All these odd spreads are a brewers yeast and vegetable mix cooked down to a resin and used on sandwich set-ups with butter and/or beet root (a.k.a. beets in the U.S.). Bovril has a beef or ox base for its origins, but the modern version is all vegetable. Bovril seems like a thick liquid buillon stock by the way it is described and used in hot water as a soup/drink kind of thing. Bovril is the only one of these items used for soup stock, as best I can find.
I would bet that Red Molly of Blue Page Special fame could find some way to make this stuff edible.
I can not tell you how pleased I am that there is no American cousin to these fine British products. I can hear mama saying, "Jed, Eat your Amerimite if you want to grow up big and strong". I can hear my smart alecky younger self saying, "I don't want to be big and strong if I have to eat that crud to do it".
Y'all visit Goat Food and wish Richard good luck with his taste experimentation, it can't make matters any worse.
I have been reading Richard at Goat Food for a few weeks and I enjoy his style. He is from the U.K. and writes in a way that keeps my eyes on the text looking for real English spellings and his Continental expressions. He has been struggling with some of the traditional British ideas of eating things like Marmite and Bovril. I had to look these things up on Wikipedia. They sound awful in their descriptions alone. They are both rich in salt and yeast. Marmite is very very thick and has two Ausrtralian cousins known as Vegemite and Promite. All these odd spreads are a brewers yeast and vegetable mix cooked down to a resin and used on sandwich set-ups with butter and/or beet root (a.k.a. beets in the U.S.). Bovril has a beef or ox base for its origins, but the modern version is all vegetable. Bovril seems like a thick liquid buillon stock by the way it is described and used in hot water as a soup/drink kind of thing. Bovril is the only one of these items used for soup stock, as best I can find.
I would bet that Red Molly of Blue Page Special fame could find some way to make this stuff edible.
I can not tell you how pleased I am that there is no American cousin to these fine British products. I can hear mama saying, "Jed, Eat your Amerimite if you want to grow up big and strong". I can hear my smart alecky younger self saying, "I don't want to be big and strong if I have to eat that crud to do it".
Y'all visit Goat Food and wish Richard good luck with his taste experimentation, it can't make matters any worse.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
PowerTax
I have many things to gripe about with all the screwed politics abound and my own strife, but now I feel the powerball is a dream gone bad too. I was reading along about eight meat packers who scrounged up a few bucks each to play the 365 million dollar drawing this past weekend and the numbers looked odd so I did the math.
The eight won $365,000,000 after taxes they each get $15,500,000
$15,500,000 X 8 = $124,000,000
So taxes were $241,000,000
That is a 66% tax
Exxon/Mobil showed over $10,000,000,000 in it's last quarter of 2005
Do they pay $6,666,666,666 in taxes on that?
In the book of Jed: Prophet of the Obvious, having free reign over oil addicted easy to gouge post Katrina war and wage slaves would be very much like winning the lottery, and should be taxed as such.
An old story of a greedy cat with a small pond of fish at his paws eats the soft belly of all the fish because that was the cat's favorite part and was so easy. The next time he gets hungry for a fish feast he only finds an empty pond and rotten fish bodys. He could have been a good kitty cat and had one or two whole fish a day for his entire life giving them time for repopulation. Bad kitty!
Am I off base and making matters worse?
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Tagged...dag!
Well I have been tagged by Newscoma (ding dang it!). I have not been feeling very social as of late and I hope it helps or don't make matters worse to let out some of myself...I will strive to not be too grim. I am suffering from a bit of a stress/mental breakdown, situational depression and the late winter blues to boot.
O.K. this tag thing works like this: Remove the blog in the top spot from the list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot.
Here is the new list:
Then select five folks to tag. Please forgive me y'all and this is just for fun so if it ain't fun don't do it:
I was totally remodeling a bathroom (floor joist to celing joist) in my little house in Morristown which I worked on for over a year for an hour or two a week. I had my three year old daughter Camry and my 6 month old daughter Castle under my roof. I was living with a woman who was pretending to love me long enough to get her procreation goals attained with an acceptable marriage vow to suit her family. I worked for a non-profit company that was a textile producer for the armed services. They had mostly blind employees, but I trained other handicapped folks to do screen printing and embroidery. I was needing more money and better health coverage for my soon to be fucked up family so I went to work for a large machine shop with my sewing machine training.
What were you doing one year ago?
Slaughtering my credit trying to live on microscopic wages which are cut 32% off the gross end to support a family I do not have anymore while leaving no room for any bad luck on my second family. There I go whimpering. Pissed off everything and went camping in the state parks of Saint George, Andrew and Joe on the gulf of Mexico.
Five snacks you enjoy:
Ice Cream
Strawberries
Chocolate, all kinds (Lindt when I can get it)
Cereal (Shreadded wheat)
Dr. Pepper
Five songs to which you know all the lyrics:
Neil Young, Dreaming Man
Pink Floyd, Fearless (and a few hundred others)
Cake, The Distance
John Prine, Grandpa was a Carpenter
The Grateful Dead, Tennessee Jed
Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:
Hire a lawyer to help me not be lawyer food.
Pay off a house nothing too fancy just a house in the woods.
Help my kids with an education of any kind.
Do nothing I don't want to do.
Give 1000x more to the folks who have given to me when I was in need.
Five bad habits:
Smoking tobacco. I think about quitting.
Cursing too much, and I don't want to quit dammit!
Not having faith.
Waste time over thinking things.
Drink too much coffee.
Five things you like doing:
Fixing things even if I can't fix them.
Reading things I can discuss with the writer.
Graphic art projects if I can find time and money.
Relaxing with folks I enjoy and love.
Having sex.
Five things you would never wear again:
Bell bottom jeans
A mullet
My heart on my sleeve
Beer goggles
A speedo or a man thong
Five favorite toys:
All of life is a toy if you look at it right. I have been looking at it wrong for too long.
O.K. this tag thing works like this: Remove the blog in the top spot from the list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot.
Here is the new list:
Then select five folks to tag. Please forgive me y'all and this is just for fun so if it ain't fun don't do it:
- buddy don at Wandering Hillbilly
- Red Molly at Blue Page Special
- God at God Almighty (please don't smite me)
- Richard at Goat Food
- Mark at Great White Bear (at his new url)
I was totally remodeling a bathroom (floor joist to celing joist) in my little house in Morristown which I worked on for over a year for an hour or two a week. I had my three year old daughter Camry and my 6 month old daughter Castle under my roof. I was living with a woman who was pretending to love me long enough to get her procreation goals attained with an acceptable marriage vow to suit her family. I worked for a non-profit company that was a textile producer for the armed services. They had mostly blind employees, but I trained other handicapped folks to do screen printing and embroidery. I was needing more money and better health coverage for my soon to be fucked up family so I went to work for a large machine shop with my sewing machine training.
What were you doing one year ago?
Slaughtering my credit trying to live on microscopic wages which are cut 32% off the gross end to support a family I do not have anymore while leaving no room for any bad luck on my second family. There I go whimpering. Pissed off everything and went camping in the state parks of Saint George, Andrew and Joe on the gulf of Mexico.
Five snacks you enjoy:
Ice Cream
Strawberries
Chocolate, all kinds (Lindt when I can get it)
Cereal (Shreadded wheat)
Dr. Pepper
Five songs to which you know all the lyrics:
Neil Young, Dreaming Man
Pink Floyd, Fearless (and a few hundred others)
Cake, The Distance
John Prine, Grandpa was a Carpenter
The Grateful Dead, Tennessee Jed
Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:
Hire a lawyer to help me not be lawyer food.
Pay off a house nothing too fancy just a house in the woods.
Help my kids with an education of any kind.
Do nothing I don't want to do.
Give 1000x more to the folks who have given to me when I was in need.
Five bad habits:
Smoking tobacco. I think about quitting.
Cursing too much, and I don't want to quit dammit!
Not having faith.
Waste time over thinking things.
Drink too much coffee.
Five things you like doing:
Fixing things even if I can't fix them.
Reading things I can discuss with the writer.
Graphic art projects if I can find time and money.
Relaxing with folks I enjoy and love.
Having sex.
Five things you would never wear again:
Bell bottom jeans
A mullet
My heart on my sleeve
Beer goggles
A speedo or a man thong
Five favorite toys:
All of life is a toy if you look at it right. I have been looking at it wrong for too long.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
I found God!
I found God Almighty on the web! Really, He has a blog just like one of us! The raw address states it as a fact: I am God, damnit! blogspot.com
I love the profile header: If you don't love Jesus, go to hell.
The God I have in my minds eye would speak frankly and almost crass like Jed the humble prophet of the obvious. He would say things like, "Jed get your head outta your ass and have faith!", and "You are pissing your time away with that whimpering Jed!".
I hope to link to Him, but I fear Him.
God if you are reading this please forgive me for that few weeks I hated you, I had a lot on me. Besides I have a fickle human heart that is prone to anger and moody passion. I hope to never make matters worse between us.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Wake of the Flood
I saw Juliepatchouli has a photo (which I copied and Jedited) of FEMA housing sitting on a lot in Granger County being of no use to anyone. I started thinking...the way a stressed out Prophet of the Obvious will sometimes:
What are they going to do with these?
Can I have one?
How do I appily?
Can I claim a hardship since Katrina caused me to blow my already hyper-stressed-bankrupt-forclosed-repossed budget for many weeks by paying more for fuel, food and everything else with no pay-raise?
Katrina did not cause a direct flood in my home, but it sure as heck helped to sink it. I am just sitting here not trying to make matters worse by going to work everyday wishing for good things, paying 9.5% sales tax on everything, fuel taxes, income tax, property tax and too much for health insurance.
Monday, February 13, 2006
I know it is not funny, but...
And though the news was rather sadWell I just had to laugh and
I saw the photograph
I bet they will not even do an investigation over Dick's little accident. What the hell would I know about shooting someone in the face. The guy does look a little like a bird...if you are an old blind devil with a head full of heart meds.
Update: I wish this news story was true!
Sunday, February 12, 2006
2006 Would fit!
I think 2006 would fit in the open-ended date on the pedestal stone. Our President got his bust the other day. Smirky Chimpster says the date is open to allow the president a chance to enact his war powers and stay on after 2009. I am more hopeful it means the date can be added after his impeachment this year.What do you folks think? Better or worse?
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Cartoons to Kill for
If someone was going to ever kill over a cartoon I would think this one would be worth a riot or two. It is about a saylor who mumbles his retorts, His fickle underweight girlfriend, a bully, a bum and a neglected baby. The hero uses a bastardized Bible quote as his main slogan, "I yam what I yam". Furthermore he trys to pass off spinach as a cure-all power booster. I mean if I wanted to I could smash some skulls over this, but that would make matters worse.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Cool Product
Too bad it is just a six shooter, the speed loads are a must.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Confused Jed
I have been having a rough time the past couple of years. Don't get me wrong there have been some joys and fun. It just seems that there are forces at work who want me to change my focus from not making matters worse. I am so very uncomfortable at this time in many aspects of my life while I am comfortable with some others. Outwardly I seem quite well and unworried. On the inside I am a wreck with worry and grief.
I say I seem outwardly aware and happy but I do have money problems for the public record, I am not taking that too hard.
My housing situation is in a uproar with foreclosure coming down the pike, I am not taking that too hard.
I know how things in life work and rash decisions are easy to make. Life has a way of making a liar of us all in due time and it is confusion that works the disadvantage clock.
I feel beat up and beat down at the same time. Dark forces seem to lurk as I strive to keep peace in my heart while I strive to not make matters worse. I ask for good thoughts and prayers. Thanks
I say I seem outwardly aware and happy but I do have money problems for the public record, I am not taking that too hard.
My housing situation is in a uproar with foreclosure coming down the pike, I am not taking that too hard.
I know how things in life work and rash decisions are easy to make. Life has a way of making a liar of us all in due time and it is confusion that works the disadvantage clock.
I feel beat up and beat down at the same time. Dark forces seem to lurk as I strive to keep peace in my heart while I strive to not make matters worse. I ask for good thoughts and prayers. Thanks
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Jed's Eye View
I see many things in a day. I have a camera phone that is dead tech by over two years. It snaps a pretty good photo of course I have some training in image composition. These shots are not cropped and the colors are not tweaked. The first one has had some of the phone number touched up to protect an unknown woman from weird internet browser phone calls.
Follow me for a few shots of some of my days views. You can click any of them for a larger view.
This lady says leave a mess. Does she want you to or will she?
This fountain in a really nice neighborhood keeps working because Jed does.
This light pole fell down when we cut the wires,
I am glad Jed and his partner was not hurt.
I took the photo to remember its number to file a report.
This little shop has great cheap ice cream.
A Jed creation from scrap wire to hang earrings on for my wife. The petina
was accelerated by leaving it in the clorine shed a few days.
This a much larger copper tree I made...I sold it to the scrap man
because it was about $40 worth of copper.
Used to be the heart of North Knoxville.
I put this together while it was on the age-in table at the
neon shop I worked for. I was thinking of this guy who
writes a Hillbilly novel.
(yep them are my feet on the table)
Life is a gram of pleasure paid for with a ton of pain, but hell it is worth it to not worsen matters.
Follow me for a few shots of some of my days views. You can click any of them for a larger view.
This lady says leave a mess. Does she want you to or will she?
This fountain in a really nice neighborhood keeps working because Jed does.
This light pole fell down when we cut the wires,I am glad Jed and his partner was not hurt.
I took the photo to remember its number to file a report.
This little shop has great cheap ice cream.
A Jed creation from scrap wire to hang earrings on for my wife. The petinawas accelerated by leaving it in the clorine shed a few days.
This a much larger copper tree I made...I sold it to the scrap manbecause it was about $40 worth of copper.
Used to be the heart of North Knoxville.
I put this together while it was on the age-in table at the neon shop I worked for. I was thinking of this guy who
writes a Hillbilly novel.
(yep them are my feet on the table)
Life is a gram of pleasure paid for with a ton of pain, but hell it is worth it to not worsen matters.
