One Lab Accident Away From Being A Supervillain
Posted By Kaply on November 11th, 2011

how to invest in Uber shares in New Zealand To my father, who served in the Air Force

To my friends, Grant and Scott, who served and still serve in the Army

To my friend, Susan, who served in the Coast Guard

To all the military men and women, and to their families, who also serve

You have my gratitude. Thank you for your service. It will not be forgotten.

Posted By Kaply on November 9th, 2011

I am once again waiting for the cable guy, and I am not at all sure that he will show up. Historically, they don’t, and so I feel it would be stupid to expect them to actually follow through on their promises.

invest in Uber shares in New Zealand I am spending the morning clearing out the DVR, because I think that sucker has gone to the bad. It’s not recording everything I want it to, it is dropping sound, freezing up and the picture goes all blocky. These are not the signs of a properly working DVR.

I also have dialysis today, which makes me cranky. I feel like my life is full of things that I don’t like but have to do anyway, like my life is run by turgid necessity.

And tomorrow I take the Vespa in for a desperately needed tune up.

So there is that.

Posted By Kaply on November 8th, 2011

So, my parents each gave me an invaluable skill. Well, they gave me a few, but the two that are going a long way towards making my life really good is that my dad taught me how to save money shopping and my mom taught me how to cook, from scratch.

invest in Uber shares I never realized what a fantastic skill cooking is to have until the last few years when I kept running into people who didn’t know how. That’s messed up, y’all.

I mean, really. You need to be able to feed yourself, and you need to be able to make supper out of whatever you have to hand, because life is not all champagne and lobster tails and most of the time you aren’t eating fancy.

So not only do I know how to cook, but I am fearless in the kitchen and I am a really good reverse recipe engineer, which means I can taste your meal, take it apart in my head and recreate it. And I can do all that because my mom was teaching me to cook from the time I could move the stool next to the stove.

Making it easier is the fact that my dad is, well, cheap. And he taught me how to shop, find the sales, combine them with coupons to get the most bang for your buck. And since I have a fixed income, and fixed well below the poverty line, this is a very good skill to have.

There have been times in my life when the food has been scarce, when the food ended before the month did, and I can tell you that nothing is more demoralizing than to be hungry and to have no food. It’s like the ultimate poverty and it’s damaging to the body and to the soul.

Shopping the way my dad taught me, being able to cook the way my mom taught me, these things allow me to feel normal, to cook and eat good, healthy food, to have a pantry and freezer stocked with food to last me more than a month. And it allows me to give food to a food pantry, because a lot of people are in much worse straights than I am, and if I can help someone to a good meal, I consider it a job well done.

Also, I got cinnamon buns on sale, and nothing is better than bread with frosting. NOTHING.

PS And a Happy Birthday to my friend, Ronald Schmidt, the smartest guy I know. LOOK AT THE BRAIN ON RON.

Posted By Kaply on November 6th, 2011

It’s super cold today, and by that I mean it’s in the low 40′s, and I did drag out the Big Ass Duvet and put it on top of the lightweight duvet and slept really well last night.

And today I am doing some housework, because that shit refuses to stay done, and then I plan to spend an extended period of time on the couch under a quilt and a cat.

I had forgotten how nice it is to curl up in a blanket when it’s cold, because it usually is not that cold here. Happily, I have a plethora of blankets and two fat and stationary cats, and so am prepared for this type of thing.

And I think I have something heavy and delicious to make in the pantry. I love Sundays.

Posted By Kaply on November 5th, 2011

I have spent most of today waiting for the cable guy, with a brief foray into coffee with the Unbearable Hotness of Robert, who is delightful and awesome, as always.

I only drink one actual coffee a week, on Sunday at my AA meeting, so I had a real Coca-Cola, which was delicious. And the the Hotness and I sat in the sun and talked of this and that, and when the sun deserted us we wandered down the street to look at the new shellfish store, where there was nothing but disappointment and oysters. By which I mean they had no chowder, and I was really hoping they would have some. We also decided that Dungeness crab is the game hen of seafood, in that it is a lot of effort for not a lot of result.

And now I am home again, under the curse of the All Day Cable Appointment. Fuckers.