Monday, November 24, 2014
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Thursday, November 13, 2014
Zucchini--I'd Like To Squash It's Existence (Oh Come On, You Got To Admit That Was Funny)
Who invented Zucchini squash in the first place? It sounds like it was an irate Italian botanist who was trying to get back at the vegetable producing community because he was laughed at so much at their vegetable convention for inventing this ugly green tubular thing. I don't know if it is obvious to you, but I hate zucchini.
There is nothing I like about it. I don't like it almost as much as I don't like persimmons. I still wonder why persimmons were created in the first place. The same goes true for zucchini. By the way, why do you put an "h" in the spelling of zucchini? What good is it. The Latin "double c" makes the "ch" sound anyway. Was some English guy not sure of his--yes his, because this was probably the twelfth century--English grammar and spelling so he probably thought that it would be wise to put and "h" in zucchini after doubling the "c"? I don't know, I wasn't there. We also don't what he was drinking either. You probably realize that they didn't have dictionaries back then either. That English bloke probably was inventing one.
I still hate zucchini. That hatred comes from out of my childhood. My parents were of Mediterranean ancestry--Dad was Greek and Mom was Italian, well Albanian by way of Italy actually but that is a different story--so like good Mediterranean homes, we had a garden. In that garden were peppers and tomatoes as well as--you guessed it--zucchini. Have you ever grown zucchini? It is the rabbit of the plant family. For you Star Trek fans, it is the Tribble of the plant family. When the zucchini ripens there is so much of it. I think you could feed half of China on the zucchini growing on one plant. Those of you who have had that experience of ripening zucchini know what I'm talking about.
Mom would make zucchini in ways that I don't know if even the CIA has discovered. We had it fried, baked, added to spaghetti sauce and in Zucchini Parmesan. By the way, I do like eggplant but zucchini Parmesan. I place that in my "I don't think so" file. She baked zucchini bread and also boiled it with butter on top.YUCK!!!! We had zucchini coming out of our ears. I wish it was corn, but no it was zucchini. I HATE ZUCCHINI!
I have got to run now. I am on my way out the door to travel to San Luis Obispo, California. They have this bakery there that bakes some wonderful breads. They make a chocolate zucchini bread that is to die for. What can I say?
There is nothing I like about it. I don't like it almost as much as I don't like persimmons. I still wonder why persimmons were created in the first place. The same goes true for zucchini. By the way, why do you put an "h" in the spelling of zucchini? What good is it. The Latin "double c" makes the "ch" sound anyway. Was some English guy not sure of his--yes his, because this was probably the twelfth century--English grammar and spelling so he probably thought that it would be wise to put and "h" in zucchini after doubling the "c"? I don't know, I wasn't there. We also don't what he was drinking either. You probably realize that they didn't have dictionaries back then either. That English bloke probably was inventing one.
I still hate zucchini. That hatred comes from out of my childhood. My parents were of Mediterranean ancestry--Dad was Greek and Mom was Italian, well Albanian by way of Italy actually but that is a different story--so like good Mediterranean homes, we had a garden. In that garden were peppers and tomatoes as well as--you guessed it--zucchini. Have you ever grown zucchini? It is the rabbit of the plant family. For you Star Trek fans, it is the Tribble of the plant family. When the zucchini ripens there is so much of it. I think you could feed half of China on the zucchini growing on one plant. Those of you who have had that experience of ripening zucchini know what I'm talking about.
Mom would make zucchini in ways that I don't know if even the CIA has discovered. We had it fried, baked, added to spaghetti sauce and in Zucchini Parmesan. By the way, I do like eggplant but zucchini Parmesan. I place that in my "I don't think so" file. She baked zucchini bread and also boiled it with butter on top.YUCK!!!! We had zucchini coming out of our ears. I wish it was corn, but no it was zucchini. I HATE ZUCCHINI!
I have got to run now. I am on my way out the door to travel to San Luis Obispo, California. They have this bakery there that bakes some wonderful breads. They make a chocolate zucchini bread that is to die for. What can I say?
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| There's no zucchini in these cupcakes, is there? |
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
On Assorted Fruits--No, I'm Not Looking In The Mirror
As you know, I like to pose questions to you. I am concerned with exercising your brain the goal of which is helping you to get your brain functioning at its optimal level. Sometimes I just can't sleep at night with a healthy concern for that achievement of excellence as far your brainpower. It is a very tough burden to be sure, but I can shoulder the responsibility. After all, I'm here for you.
That's a crock, I know but I had to write something to get this post started and you have grown to accept that kind of clever opening. Maybe I'm just a victim of my own success. To those of you in France and Poland, I don't want to explain the meaning of the American idiom "crock". If you have been following this blog for any amount of time, you will get a true sense of what I mean.
Enough of this pitter-patter, let's cut to the chase. Ponder this question long and hard beloved readers as it is very important. What is a persimmon and why is it here?
Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against persimmons. It's just that they make no sense. They are orange when ripe. I thought only oranges were orange when they turn ripe. Peaches do turn a shade of orange, but it's not called orange. It's called peach and there basically is more red in the color than yellow. But a peach is a peach and the color they turn is peach. You can make pies out of peaches and a whole lot of other things. What do you make out of persimmons? I've had a persimmon cookie, but yuck!
A good friend of mine saw the persimmon tree in our back yard and that touched off a discussion on persimmons. It seems as though there are two kinds of persimmons, hard and soft. I did not know that. She said that the hard persimmons were good to eat of the tree and the soft persimmons were--well, soft. She said that she prefers the hard persimmons to eat but her mother tends to like the soft ones. I'm not sure of either. You have to be just a bit different to eat a persimmon and enjoy it. My friend plays the flute, by the way.
I do know one thing about persimmons. They used to make golf clubs out of the wood. I actually played persimmon woods when I was younger. The wood is hard, has a very tight grain and is very dense. By the way, the "wood" clubs played in golf used to be made out of wood just as the "iron" clubs used to be made out of iron. Now, the woods are made out of titanium or whatever exotic metals they use in airplanes or moonships and the irons are made out of steel or aluminum. Go figure. If you are a persimmon tree, you are pretty safe as far as golf is concerned. I still don't like your fruit though.
One last important thing to ponder in the scheme of all this. Will they ever make a persimmon Froot Loop? I don't think so.
That's a crock, I know but I had to write something to get this post started and you have grown to accept that kind of clever opening. Maybe I'm just a victim of my own success. To those of you in France and Poland, I don't want to explain the meaning of the American idiom "crock". If you have been following this blog for any amount of time, you will get a true sense of what I mean.
Enough of this pitter-patter, let's cut to the chase. Ponder this question long and hard beloved readers as it is very important. What is a persimmon and why is it here?
Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against persimmons. It's just that they make no sense. They are orange when ripe. I thought only oranges were orange when they turn ripe. Peaches do turn a shade of orange, but it's not called orange. It's called peach and there basically is more red in the color than yellow. But a peach is a peach and the color they turn is peach. You can make pies out of peaches and a whole lot of other things. What do you make out of persimmons? I've had a persimmon cookie, but yuck!
A good friend of mine saw the persimmon tree in our back yard and that touched off a discussion on persimmons. It seems as though there are two kinds of persimmons, hard and soft. I did not know that. She said that the hard persimmons were good to eat of the tree and the soft persimmons were--well, soft. She said that she prefers the hard persimmons to eat but her mother tends to like the soft ones. I'm not sure of either. You have to be just a bit different to eat a persimmon and enjoy it. My friend plays the flute, by the way.
I do know one thing about persimmons. They used to make golf clubs out of the wood. I actually played persimmon woods when I was younger. The wood is hard, has a very tight grain and is very dense. By the way, the "wood" clubs played in golf used to be made out of wood just as the "iron" clubs used to be made out of iron. Now, the woods are made out of titanium or whatever exotic metals they use in airplanes or moonships and the irons are made out of steel or aluminum. Go figure. If you are a persimmon tree, you are pretty safe as far as golf is concerned. I still don't like your fruit though.
One last important thing to ponder in the scheme of all this. Will they ever make a persimmon Froot Loop? I don't think so.
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| I wonder if Marilyn Monroe ate persimmons? Hmmm.... |
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Thursday, November 6, 2014
On A Serious Note
I sat down this morning and wondered what I was going to bring to you this morning. My thought was that I would change the pace today a bit and write about something more on the serious side. I think that I am totally capable of doing that, although that seems to be totally out of character for me. The problem is coming up with something serious to write about.
How about politics? No, I don't want to anger anyone. That subject is becoming a bit more volatile, and what used to be just a difference of opinion has turned into almost a war between competing ideals. I won't go there. I want to make life a bit more bearable for my readers, not separate them. My goal is to comment and make you chuckle on the more mundane things of life. By the way, how do you put your shoes on?
I suppose that I could talk about my daughter marrying the man of her dreams a couple of Saturdays ago. I am very proud of her and of all my children. I wish her and her new husband all the best of luck and God's blessings. I very much like and are proud of my three sons-in-law. I feel that my daughters have married well. Besides, my new son-in-law is a golf pro, not that he will take up a special place in my heart because of that.
I could also talk about my wife and how blessed I am that God has sent her to me. She is the love of my life and I am very fortunate to share the rest of my life with her. At this point, that is all I'm going to say because there is much more to be said, so much more that this would be a very long post. She did find a formal dress for Saturday night by the way.
One thing I did want to share but didn't know how I was going to do it was that I have changed the roast of my coffee. I am drinking Kona Blend instead of French Roast. Sometimes change is good in one's life, so I went and made the change. I will go back to French Roast as soon as the Kona Blend runs out, probably next week. Wow, that was exciting and controversial.
I hope all that was serious enough for you.
How about politics? No, I don't want to anger anyone. That subject is becoming a bit more volatile, and what used to be just a difference of opinion has turned into almost a war between competing ideals. I won't go there. I want to make life a bit more bearable for my readers, not separate them. My goal is to comment and make you chuckle on the more mundane things of life. By the way, how do you put your shoes on?
I suppose that I could talk about my daughter marrying the man of her dreams a couple of Saturdays ago. I am very proud of her and of all my children. I wish her and her new husband all the best of luck and God's blessings. I very much like and are proud of my three sons-in-law. I feel that my daughters have married well. Besides, my new son-in-law is a golf pro, not that he will take up a special place in my heart because of that.
I could also talk about my wife and how blessed I am that God has sent her to me. She is the love of my life and I am very fortunate to share the rest of my life with her. At this point, that is all I'm going to say because there is much more to be said, so much more that this would be a very long post. She did find a formal dress for Saturday night by the way.
One thing I did want to share but didn't know how I was going to do it was that I have changed the roast of my coffee. I am drinking Kona Blend instead of French Roast. Sometimes change is good in one's life, so I went and made the change. I will go back to French Roast as soon as the Kona Blend runs out, probably next week. Wow, that was exciting and controversial.
I hope all that was serious enough for you.
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| This doesn't have anything to do with today's post. I just wanted to publish the picture because it is kind of cool. |
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
The Shoe Is On The Wrong Foot--Or Maybe The Right Foot
All you deep thinkers reading this, I have yet again something for you to think about. Which shoe do you put on first? I know this is not something that you stop to think about, you just kind of do it. Have you ever stopped to consider the motivations and underlying reasons as far as the way you complete that mundane task. Remember, you may be taking your shoes on and off many times a day--or maybe not.
Here is another thing that adds to this. Which sock do you put on before you put your shoes on? Do you put both socks on before you put your shoes on, or do you put the sock and then the shoe on for the right foot and then repeat the process for the left foot. Are both socks on when you put your left shoe on or do you do one sock at a time starting with your left foot? Maybe you don't wear socks, I don't know.
I used to not wear socks until my wife got mad at me so now I do. I'm a people pleaser, you know. If it were up to me, I would wear sandals without socks year round. I would also wear shorts all year but it does get kind of cold here in our part of California. Now, if I lived in San Diego that would be a totally different story. I like San Diego and hate wearing long pants and shoes. Being cold is a bad thing to me and I hate being cold. As a matter of fact, I hate wearing shoes and still walk to the mailbox barefoot. It's still warm enough here to do that.
I wonder if there is something psychological about how you put your shoes and socks on--if you wear socks. According to psychologists, psychiatrists and behavior theorists--I like that title, behavioral theorist--there is an underlying motive behind everything we do both consciously and unconsciously. I thank you Dr. Freud. Are you politically conservative if you put both your socks on at the same time and then put your right shoe on? Are you a communist if you put only your left sock on and then the left shoe, proceeding to repeat the process for the right foot? I'll bet you never thought about that one, did you?
Excuse me, I'm going to work out at the gym now. Where are my sneakers? Let's see, which shoe do I put on first and are my socks on?
Here is another thing that adds to this. Which sock do you put on before you put your shoes on? Do you put both socks on before you put your shoes on, or do you put the sock and then the shoe on for the right foot and then repeat the process for the left foot. Are both socks on when you put your left shoe on or do you do one sock at a time starting with your left foot? Maybe you don't wear socks, I don't know.
I used to not wear socks until my wife got mad at me so now I do. I'm a people pleaser, you know. If it were up to me, I would wear sandals without socks year round. I would also wear shorts all year but it does get kind of cold here in our part of California. Now, if I lived in San Diego that would be a totally different story. I like San Diego and hate wearing long pants and shoes. Being cold is a bad thing to me and I hate being cold. As a matter of fact, I hate wearing shoes and still walk to the mailbox barefoot. It's still warm enough here to do that.
I wonder if there is something psychological about how you put your shoes and socks on--if you wear socks. According to psychologists, psychiatrists and behavior theorists--I like that title, behavioral theorist--there is an underlying motive behind everything we do both consciously and unconsciously. I thank you Dr. Freud. Are you politically conservative if you put both your socks on at the same time and then put your right shoe on? Are you a communist if you put only your left sock on and then the left shoe, proceeding to repeat the process for the right foot? I'll bet you never thought about that one, did you?
Excuse me, I'm going to work out at the gym now. Where are my sneakers? Let's see, which shoe do I put on first and are my socks on?
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| I hate shoes! |
Sunday, November 2, 2014
Who Are These Circadians and Why Are They Being Mean To Us?
For many of you on Earth, today is the day where we set the clocks back one hour. It is, in fact, the end of daylight savings time at least here in the Pacific Time Zone. Those of you in Arizona may totally disregard this post as you do not follow daylight savings. I'm not going to comment on whether or not that is a good thing because I do have a lot of good friends and readers in Arizona. It also makes me think they know something and we don't. I think I will just leave it at that.
The time change brings out those pesky little Circadians. Who are the Circadians anyway and why are they tormenting us. Each Spring and Fall they try to pull tricks on us by really making life miserable with something called "The Circadian Rhythm". In Spring they take away an hour of sleep and then the sly suckers give it back to us in the Fall. This really makes our bodies go haywire. I understand being miserable in the Spring because of hay fever and such, so when you take away an hour's sleep I normally can adjust. But in the Fall, there is less daylight and I suffer. It confuses my mind, and most of you know that is an easy thing to do. It takes a couple of days to reboot my computer--uh brain.
My wife is a musician and music teacher so I thought I would ask her about Circadian Rhythms and why they effect us so much. Musicians know a lot about rhythm. Her answer was very curious. Should I be offended when she said to me, "That is the stupidest question I have ever heard. Why are you asking me that?". She tells me that a lot, come to think of it. I guess the search for knowledge has to march on, just not through my wife (I love you, Dear.)
I think the Circadians are aliens from another planet. I know this because I think I saw them on an episode of Star Trek. I don't remember which episode or if it was in one of the movies. They might have been the villians on an episode of "Star Trek Enterprise" though. Nobody watched that show anyway so maybe I'm wrong. It may have been at an Enterprise Car Rental counter , who knows?
The time change brings out those pesky little Circadians. Who are the Circadians anyway and why are they tormenting us. Each Spring and Fall they try to pull tricks on us by really making life miserable with something called "The Circadian Rhythm". In Spring they take away an hour of sleep and then the sly suckers give it back to us in the Fall. This really makes our bodies go haywire. I understand being miserable in the Spring because of hay fever and such, so when you take away an hour's sleep I normally can adjust. But in the Fall, there is less daylight and I suffer. It confuses my mind, and most of you know that is an easy thing to do. It takes a couple of days to reboot my computer--uh brain.
My wife is a musician and music teacher so I thought I would ask her about Circadian Rhythms and why they effect us so much. Musicians know a lot about rhythm. Her answer was very curious. Should I be offended when she said to me, "That is the stupidest question I have ever heard. Why are you asking me that?". She tells me that a lot, come to think of it. I guess the search for knowledge has to march on, just not through my wife (I love you, Dear.)
I think the Circadians are aliens from another planet. I know this because I think I saw them on an episode of Star Trek. I don't remember which episode or if it was in one of the movies. They might have been the villians on an episode of "Star Trek Enterprise" though. Nobody watched that show anyway so maybe I'm wrong. It may have been at an Enterprise Car Rental counter , who knows?
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| I caught a picture of a Circadian. They are a sly bunch and pretty foxy. |
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