Well I wanted to get down here the true story about how I came to make a certain youtube video. A couple weeks back my brother in law and his son came up to see us from North Cacalacky. (I love saying that and I know it's probably lame to say, like I always thought folks from SF hated it when people said "Frisco"). Anyway, we had us a great time and they stayed overnight in our basement. We went out for dinner to a BBQ joint called Urban BBQ which is pretty good. I've made better ribs though, true fact. As it happened we ended up eating quite late into the evening. Later on I gave my nephew Nick a Seiko I've been wanting to get rid of but not doing because it's only going to raise ~$80 or so and the hassle is too great. Here's a photo of that: Yeah, that is one orange mother but it's also got the oem bracelet to swap on which tones it down and I think Nick was pretty jazzed, specially when he saw the display back and stuff. So in the end ...
Well it's been a while since I blogged or looked at this blog but I recently did a blog comment on Yeoman's Watch blog and to get it posted I had to list some personal data (email, name, etc.) and one category was "website". So I listed this blog and then came here and then decided to write a post. So a while back we had a chili cookoff at work. I often avoid work related shit, especially the company parties at xmas. This one I figured I would participate though, because I make good chili and have for years. At least I like it. I make it for my own tastes. It's based on a recipe from the Washington Post food section now long lost that I've mutated over the years. That recipe had the unlikely name of "Texas Democrat Chili" and I think it was featured back when Clinton was first elected. That I'm not sure about. Anyway google it and tell me what you find in a comment below. So the recipe is summarized a little farther down. I had decid...
So last Thursday was take you kids to work day and I had to help. I wasn't looking forward to it much but it turned out to be pretty fun. To get myself in the mood I wore a tee shirt to work: Halfway through my boss interrupted my little kid tour group (me and 3 fifth grade girls) to make me attend a meeting. That led to a lunch with my boss and his boss. My boss's boss used to be my boss. Anyway, he asked me what was the deal with the tee shirt and who Pianos Become the Teeth are and are they good or what? I always have a hard time fielding questions like that with any kind of honesty. Why? I usually sense that people just tune out my answer, particularly when I mention the words Punk, or hardcore. At least my boss's boss asked me something about the music, like if the singing was all screaming and could you understand any words at all. As I composed an answer of sorts he hit scan on his radio dial and that part of the conversation was truncated. I wasn...
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