Here are a view videos I took (with my phone) during some different classes. I'm now in the seafood section of meats, and last night we shucked oysters for three hours - a truckload of oysters. What to do with so many oysters? Fried oyster po-boys! mais oui! (Baked the baguettes ourselves). Yum. Here is another meat class (sound fx courtesy of my butchery partner). Here is just a pan around one of the classrooms. Here is a pasta class. I can't believe I ever ate pasta out of a box. It's really quite bizarre in retrospect (now that I know how easy it is to make my own - a handful of semolina, and some water). So simple. A little egg for some applications. Pasta is so easy and delicious. Don't ever eat dry pasta again. Only eat pasta you've made with your hands. God I love school.
They should have drained every tazer they had on this son of a bitch. It's not about free speech. You wanna speak freely - go stand in your yard and talk, start a blog, publish a newspaper, write a book, make a movie, take to the stage, free speak your ass off. This forum is an organized discussion, with a question and answer session. A "question" begins with one of the 'asking words': "who", "what", "when", "where", "why", and ends with a "question mark" ("?"). I sit through these kinds of dry lectures all the time, and every time the asshole without a question (rather a 20 second speech) starts driveling: "...when i was a child..." I pray I had a tazer to DROP them with. When the cops say shut up, your fucking lecture/question is OVER. Follow directions. I wish I could taze this goober myself.
Come on Autumn. It's cold already. I love it, love it, love it. Thank God Summer (that hot collection of foulnesses) is almost over. Bring on the ice and snow and hoodies and holiday smells and winter parties. I love Autumn more than all the other three put together.
The whole obscene production was a royal pain in the ass ten years ago, and now we're supposed to sit through the entire disgusting soggy nightmare again? MSNBC has turned into the Dead Diana channel. Every fucking channel is nothing but Diana. Who cares what's happening in Iraq - when it's the tenth anniversary of the death of the ex-wife of the possible heir of the figure-head leadership of a tiny country where she never spent any time. Pathetic.
Edra and Tim are so civilized. Tim put the $200 million Palm Springs home in Edra's column when they divided up their loot at the Beverly Hills Hotel. This is a fascinating article. I was introduced to the Blixseths when I read Richistani by Robert Frank. It's a marvelous study of how freaky the rich are. Also, Robert Frank's blog is always a juicy stop on the web: bookmark the Wealth Reporter.