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Echo base, far away in time...
Jan. 24th, 2010 07:59 pm
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commanderteddog did it again. :) An tray of brownies and rice crispy squares set up as the Echo Base shield generator, for last night's Star Wars game.commanderteddog did it again. :) An tray of brownies and rice crispy squares set up as the Echo Base shield generator, for last night's Star Wars game.
Back to work on Monday. Very busy Friday and Saturday happening/to come.
Today I tooksassy_fae and nottheterritory on a whirlwind tour of Fabulous Haldimand County.
"It is cold today, Comrade Pyat."
"Da, Comrade Alexi. Cold. And hard."
I got new glasses. I like the old ones better, but they got stepped on.
Today I took
sassy_fae and nottheterritory on a whirlwind tour of Fabulous Haldimand County."It is cold today, Comrade Pyat."
"Da, Comrade Alexi. Cold. And hard."
I got new glasses. I like the old ones better, but they got stepped on.
Some basics!
Jan. 20th, 2010 09:18 pm
Image posted by
cargoweasel, detailing the average cost, annually, per person of public and private healthcare spending in various nations, tied to life expectancy. The line thickness represents the average number of doctor visits. It indicates that the U.S. has a higher relative expenditure, and that Americans see the doctor less often than many countries with socialized healthcare. Some basic points!
1. Medicine is very expensive. It costs the taxpayers a lot of money.
2. For-profit provision of medical care is not less expensive.
3. Private insurance companies have a duty to their shareholders to increase profits every year.
4. The easiest way to increase profits are to increase rates and decrease service.
5. YOU will need medical care, inevitably.
6. The older you get, the more care you will need.
7. The more care you need, the more your insurance costs.
8. It will never cost less, even if you never get sick and die instantly in an accident. (See point 3.)
I've seen the question, "Why should my tax dollars pay for someone else's unhealthy lifestyle?"
It is a valid question, but it should also be asked of private insurance. When you buy into private insurance, you are also helping pay for smokers, overeaters, closet alcoholics, people who live in polluted cities, sickly asthmatic children, and old people who are never, ever, ever going to get better.
Socialized healthcare has the advantage of "getting it at cost," essentially. It also removes much of the detritus of the insurance structure - transcriptionists, coders, case workers, financial consultants, sales people, resellers, brokers etc. There also an enconomy of scale to consider. 30 million people are insured more cheaply, per person, than 300 people, or 3000.
Ford is in his Flivver!
Jan. 20th, 2010 05:50 pmThe Haunted Police Car has returned from the autobody shop, looking better than it has since a brief three week period in summer 2007, in between initial painting and backing into a pole in Pittsburgh. The front grill and bumper are shining, and a man can see infinity in the hood.
The experience of driving a Crown Victoria after a week in a 2010 Toyota Matrix was somewhat akin to driving a small cathedral while sitting in grandpa's armchair.
The experience of driving a Crown Victoria after a week in a 2010 Toyota Matrix was somewhat akin to driving a small cathedral while sitting in grandpa's armchair.
Things I did today...
Jan. 19th, 2010 07:45 pmI got a job offer (not pictured)! I start Monday.
I noodled about the industrial waterfront, and took a photo of the beautiful Things to Come front gates of National Steel Car. Which, PS, are not actually in use. They were fenced off after a strike (I think!), and workers come in through a much yecchier steel hut and tall fence.
I took a couple of other photos, none terribly interesting.
I metruiskafleck for lunch in Dundas, a sort of quaint town in a valley that has been swallowed by Hamilton and now endures as an enclave. We discovered the hidden entrance to Dungeon Comics, where I bought some Skyrealms of Jorune supplements. Because, hey, how often do you see those?
I noodled about the industrial waterfront, and took a photo of the beautiful Things to Come front gates of National Steel Car. Which, PS, are not actually in use. They were fenced off after a strike (I think!), and workers come in through a much yecchier steel hut and tall fence.
I took a couple of other photos, none terribly interesting.
I met
ruiskafleck for lunch in Dundas, a sort of quaint town in a valley that has been swallowed by Hamilton and now endures as an enclave. We discovered the hidden entrance to Dungeon Comics, where I bought some Skyrealms of Jorune supplements. Because, hey, how often do you see those?A question for Tech Writers!
Jan. 18th, 2010 07:33 pmI have a question for all the tech writers on my friend's list, or all the folks in software/process documentation, and related fields.
The set-up is this. I've been a tech writer for about 7 years, but I have absolutely no specific training in the field. I have a generic journalism degree. I sort of drifted into tech writer from general corporate writing. I'm finding myself at a loss because I've had almost no exposure to the software tools used for authoring and documentation.
If I were to enroll in some night classes or continuing education, what software training should I be looking for?
The set-up is this. I've been a tech writer for about 7 years, but I have absolutely no specific training in the field. I have a generic journalism degree. I sort of drifted into tech writer from general corporate writing. I'm finding myself at a loss because I've had almost no exposure to the software tools used for authoring and documentation.
If I were to enroll in some night classes or continuing education, what software training should I be looking for?
Muppety Puppety
Jan. 18th, 2010 03:57 pmBeen watching Muppet Show DVDs with the kids. The episode with Vincent Price was not as I remembered it. I clearly remember him transforming into Guy Lombardo during a skit, and closing the show with "You've Got a Friend." Yet, on the DVD, he transforms into Jack Parnell, and there is no big music number.
Happily, this is 2010, and Muppet Wiki site informs me that my memories were correct. The name "Jack Parnell" was dubbed over "Guy Lombardo", and the musical number was cut.
Happily, this is 2010, and Muppet Wiki site informs me that my memories were correct. The name "Jack Parnell" was dubbed over "Guy Lombardo", and the musical number was cut.
The Port Rowan Conspiracy
Jan. 17th, 2010 08:42 pmThe village/town of Port Rowan does not appear on either Mapquest or Google Maps!
It's not a big place, but I've been there. There's a bank! There's a marina! It has a webpage!
I must return, to document it's existence. Who's with me?
EDIT: I was able to find it by following the road I know it's on, anyway. But it's curious that it has no actual label on Google Maps. Much smaller communities are on there.
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It's not a big place, but I've been there. There's a bank! There's a marina! It has a webpage!
I must return, to document it's existence. Who's with me?
EDIT: I was able to find it by following the road I know it's on, anyway. But it's curious that it has no actual label on Google Maps. Much smaller communities are on there.
View Larger Map
Correct in all essentials, I admit.
Jan. 16th, 2010 09:56 amElizabeth is pretending to be me. She tucked her shirt in and put on a belt, and stuck her tummy out.
"This Star Trek movie is really great!" she says, in a deep voice.
"This Star Trek movie is really great!" she says, in a deep voice.
Fun(?) with Traveller
Jan. 15th, 2010 12:24 pmTen randomly rolled Belters, ten funerals! Worst profession in the game!
( Read more... )
Oh, Traveller. :) Just to clarify, these were the first ten results I got from this webpage. All ten died during character creation. To be fair, the Belter profession is supposed to be incredibly dangerous.
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Oh, Traveller. :) Just to clarify, these were the first ten results I got from this webpage. All ten died during character creation. To be fair, the Belter profession is supposed to be incredibly dangerous.
Note: This entry is a follow up to this one.
2. Angeline Church
Ex-navy Lieutenant Commander 118894 Age 34 4 terms Cr2,000
Gunnery-1 , Computer-2, Engineering-1 , Pistol-2
Angeline Church was a career officer in the Imperial Navy. She was born to a servant-class family on a feudal world. For Angeline, naval enlistment represented a chance at a better life. She started as a shipboard tech aboard a vast battle Rider in the Jewell subsector, part of a force intended to intimidate the Zhodani. Her first tour of duty was very quiet, and she concentrated on her studies and completing her cadet cruise.
During her second tour, a flareup in border tensions around the Sword Worlds had her reassigned to the Elders of Lunion, a colonial cruiser. Her ship was mostly involved in anti-smuggling actions, and she received training in naval gunnery. The gun crew were expected to double as marines in boarding actions, and she became a fair shot with a pistol.
Angeline stayed aboard the Elders of Lunion for two more tours, eventually becoming first officer. Her promotion to command of a missile corvette was approved. Naturally, in her final month of service aboard the Lunion, everything went wrong. A routine interdiction turned into a running battle with a well-armed pirate cruiser. Angeline's spine was shattered when the Lunion's inertial fields and grav plates failed. She spent days in coldsleep while the ship limped back to port.
Weeks of nerve regneration and surgery have given her some control over her limbs, but she's as weak as a kitten and clumsy. The navy invalided her out when it was clear that she'd never fully recover. After a few months of recuperation planetside, Angeline discovered that what she missed most about life in the fleet was constant round of duties and the regulation of her waking hours. She didn't like staying in one place, with nothing to do.
Angeline bumped into Captain Ajeet Mittal at the local downport, when she went looking for work. He recognized her smarts and skills, and offered her a job aboard his Free Trader. Despite her intial reservations about the state of his ship, Angeline recognized Captain Mittal as a dependable, disciplined spacer. She's not crazy about working for profit, but she's glad to be back in space.
While she can walk, she typically makes use of a motorized walking frame when in full gravity. Aboard ship, she cranks the grav plates in her quarters down to 1/4 G and gets around all right.
***
This pre-gen character has a 1 in Strength AND a 1 in Dexterity, which means she's so feeble and uncoordinated as to be practically confined to bed. I'm envisioning someone tough and smart, but now rather physically vulnerable. My mental image flips between that of someone who was physically large and imposing, now mostly immobile (Miranda Hart in a wheelchair, or something), or someone very petite and birdlike who is now so weak she can hardly move.
2. Angeline Church
Ex-navy Lieutenant Commander 118894 Age 34 4 terms Cr2,000
Gunnery-1 , Computer-2, Engineering-1 , Pistol-2
Angeline Church was a career officer in the Imperial Navy. She was born to a servant-class family on a feudal world. For Angeline, naval enlistment represented a chance at a better life. She started as a shipboard tech aboard a vast battle Rider in the Jewell subsector, part of a force intended to intimidate the Zhodani. Her first tour of duty was very quiet, and she concentrated on her studies and completing her cadet cruise.
During her second tour, a flareup in border tensions around the Sword Worlds had her reassigned to the Elders of Lunion, a colonial cruiser. Her ship was mostly involved in anti-smuggling actions, and she received training in naval gunnery. The gun crew were expected to double as marines in boarding actions, and she became a fair shot with a pistol.
Angeline stayed aboard the Elders of Lunion for two more tours, eventually becoming first officer. Her promotion to command of a missile corvette was approved. Naturally, in her final month of service aboard the Lunion, everything went wrong. A routine interdiction turned into a running battle with a well-armed pirate cruiser. Angeline's spine was shattered when the Lunion's inertial fields and grav plates failed. She spent days in coldsleep while the ship limped back to port.
Weeks of nerve regneration and surgery have given her some control over her limbs, but she's as weak as a kitten and clumsy. The navy invalided her out when it was clear that she'd never fully recover. After a few months of recuperation planetside, Angeline discovered that what she missed most about life in the fleet was constant round of duties and the regulation of her waking hours. She didn't like staying in one place, with nothing to do.
Angeline bumped into Captain Ajeet Mittal at the local downport, when she went looking for work. He recognized her smarts and skills, and offered her a job aboard his Free Trader. Despite her intial reservations about the state of his ship, Angeline recognized Captain Mittal as a dependable, disciplined spacer. She's not crazy about working for profit, but she's glad to be back in space.
While she can walk, she typically makes use of a motorized walking frame when in full gravity. Aboard ship, she cranks the grav plates in her quarters down to 1/4 G and gets around all right.
***
This pre-gen character has a 1 in Strength AND a 1 in Dexterity, which means she's so feeble and uncoordinated as to be practically confined to bed. I'm envisioning someone tough and smart, but now rather physically vulnerable. My mental image flips between that of someone who was physically large and imposing, now mostly immobile (Miranda Hart in a wheelchair, or something), or someone very petite and birdlike who is now so weak she can hardly move.
Today, and yesterday
Jan. 14th, 2010 09:23 pmLast night's Warhammer Fantasy RPG session with wggthegnoll, ruiskafleck and velvetpage went quite well! Beastmen and jaded salons, vivisection, and Witch Hunters! Good, clean, old fashioned fun.
I took the car round to a couple of places today to get a repair estimate. I went with the place with the lowest estimate and the promise to start work immediately. I picked up a Toyota Matrix as a rental. I think I'm too used to driving cars that have seats like armchairs. To whit, Large American cars. Since 1996, I've owned a Cutlass Ciera, a Cutlass Calais, a Chrysler Intrepid, and now the Crown Vic. And, of course the chain of tiny Horizons and Omnis and Chevettes the family owned when I lived at home had very different ergonomics than the current crop of compacts.
Anytime I have a rental, I feel like I'm strapping into the cockpit of a very small and fragile airplane.
Have some photos from my new cell phone!
The scene of the accident, snapped a few moments after I'd moved the car off the road. The physics are difficult to explain. I believe the rear tire track was made by the front passanger side tire as the car zipped backwards and sideways into the wall. The track at the front of the photo was me driving out.
This is a photo of a superfluously worded sign at a Wendy's Restaurant, where I retreated after the accident for a reviving soda withcommanderteddog. Please do not use your loud nonverbal voice!
This is a photo of me, seconds after Elizabeth hit me in the chin with a snowball.
wggthegnoll, ruiskafleck and velvetpage went quite well! Beastmen and jaded salons, vivisection, and Witch Hunters! Good, clean, old fashioned fun.I took the car round to a couple of places today to get a repair estimate. I went with the place with the lowest estimate and the promise to start work immediately. I picked up a Toyota Matrix as a rental. I think I'm too used to driving cars that have seats like armchairs. To whit, Large American cars. Since 1996, I've owned a Cutlass Ciera, a Cutlass Calais, a Chrysler Intrepid, and now the Crown Vic. And, of course the chain of tiny Horizons and Omnis and Chevettes the family owned when I lived at home had very different ergonomics than the current crop of compacts.
Anytime I have a rental, I feel like I'm strapping into the cockpit of a very small and fragile airplane.
Have some photos from my new cell phone!
The scene of the accident, snapped a few moments after I'd moved the car off the road. The physics are difficult to explain. I believe the rear tire track was made by the front passanger side tire as the car zipped backwards and sideways into the wall. The track at the front of the photo was me driving out.
This is a photo of a superfluously worded sign at a Wendy's Restaurant, where I retreated after the accident for a reviving soda with
commanderteddog. Please do not use your loud nonverbal voice!This is a photo of me, seconds after Elizabeth hit me in the chin with a snowball.
BRROWWWLLL!
That, the sound of the V8 engine as the Mighty Haunted Police Car careened its way up the Kenilworth Access, your heroically humble narrator at the wheel!
Mine? A mission of mercy, rescuingcommanderteddog from three hours of pitiless cumber amidst the Edu-Ma-trons of Fennell!
SCREEECH!
That, the sound of the tires as the car struck an icy patch at the top of the Mountain!
I seized the wheel and worked the pedals, playing the controls of my retired Police Interceptor like a well-tuned Hammond Organ set to a Bossa Nova beat. On one side of me was DEATH! And on the the other? Three lanes of traffic and a well-manicured lawn.
"Let us leave good sense behind like a hideous husk and let us hurl ourselves, like fruit spiced with pride, into the immense mouth and breast of the world! Let us feed the unknown, not from despair, but simply to enrich the unfathomable reservoirs of the Absurd," I shouted, as my powerful auto spun 180 degrees across three lanes - away from yawning gulf - in a neat little bootlegger reverse.
SMASH!
That, the sound of the snorting machine as it tried to execute the PIT Maneuver on a cement wall at the front of the well-manicured lawn.
"MIGHTY CALIGULA'S BONES!"
That, the curse of the Pyat as...
...all right, all right. So I had a car crash last night. Not a terible one. The front bumper was knocked out of place, as was my temper. Car drives fine, though.
That, the sound of the V8 engine as the Mighty Haunted Police Car careened its way up the Kenilworth Access, your heroically humble narrator at the wheel!
Mine? A mission of mercy, rescuing
commanderteddog from three hours of pitiless cumber amidst the Edu-Ma-trons of Fennell!SCREEECH!
That, the sound of the tires as the car struck an icy patch at the top of the Mountain!
I seized the wheel and worked the pedals, playing the controls of my retired Police Interceptor like a well-tuned Hammond Organ set to a Bossa Nova beat. On one side of me was DEATH! And on the the other? Three lanes of traffic and a well-manicured lawn.
"Let us leave good sense behind like a hideous husk and let us hurl ourselves, like fruit spiced with pride, into the immense mouth and breast of the world! Let us feed the unknown, not from despair, but simply to enrich the unfathomable reservoirs of the Absurd," I shouted, as my powerful auto spun 180 degrees across three lanes - away from yawning gulf - in a neat little bootlegger reverse.
SMASH!
That, the sound of the snorting machine as it tried to execute the PIT Maneuver on a cement wall at the front of the well-manicured lawn.
"MIGHTY CALIGULA'S BONES!"
That, the curse of the Pyat as...
...all right, all right. So I had a car crash last night. Not a terible one. The front bumper was knocked out of place, as was my temper. Car drives fine, though.
1. Captain Ajeet Mittal
Retired Merchant Captain 616668 Age 50 8 terms Cr1,000
Navigation-1, Admin-1, Steward-1, Medic-1 , Pilot-1 , Shotgun-1
Benefits: Ship
For 32 years, Ajeet Mittal travelled the space lanes on a lazy course for nowhere. He signed up at Xagra Downport as a ship's hand on his 18th birthday and worked milk runs in the Core. Before long, he'd transferred to a run in the next subsector as a petty officer. When another transfer opportunity came up, he took it. And then another... and another.
That's how Ajeet made his way from the Core to the Spinward Marches. He came on a series of Subsidized Liners, Free Traders, Far Traders, Fat Traders, Fast Traders and Bulk Freighters. Some might say it wasn't much of a career, or much of a life. There's no chance for family or roots when you're moving away from your home, slow parsec by slow parsec. And Ajeet is now so far from Xagra (about 2000 light years) it'd take him years and a fortune to get back. But Ajeet was happy enough, and looked forward to a comfortable retirement on some unfashionable backwater.
Two years ago, he was making a run from Horosho to Glisten in a company Free Trader, with a shipment of water filters for a mining platform. As they left the platform a badly aligned mineral railcannon fired 30 tons of methane ice off course, and directly into his ship.
Ajeet managed to land the freighter with his cargo and crew intact. However, the bridge lost pressure, and for two minutes he worked in a near vacuum. He survived, but suffered irreparable nerve damage. The corporate medicos did their best, but now his hands shake and his legs quiver. The corporation invalided him out with a small pension.
In recognition of his service and heroism, they also gave him free and clear ownership of a 40-year-old Trader. Of course, the legal paperwork and insurance claims took a couple of years to clear up, so he couldn't just sell the thing. He's lived on savings the last couple of years, sleeping in the ship and going out drinking more than he should. But now the money's running out, and the ship is his.
He's hired a crew for a few more cargo runs. Ajeet is hoping to end up someplace he thinks he can retire at last. He's not sure where, or how. Someplace with green, green hills and not too many people.
***
I picture him as a middle-aged, somewhat paunchy Indian man. I'm imagining an Indian Ocean freighter captain I once saw in a documentary, gone to seed but still ready for a new job. (Maybe a fatter Sanjay Dutt?)
His stats and skills (with the exception of that low dex) suugest a stolid, average career man from a lower-upper-class family. He's not a hero or a villain - just an honest merchant making his way through the universe.
Retired Merchant Captain 616668 Age 50 8 terms Cr1,000
Navigation-1, Admin-1, Steward-1, Medic-1 , Pilot-1 , Shotgun-1
Benefits: Ship
For 32 years, Ajeet Mittal travelled the space lanes on a lazy course for nowhere. He signed up at Xagra Downport as a ship's hand on his 18th birthday and worked milk runs in the Core. Before long, he'd transferred to a run in the next subsector as a petty officer. When another transfer opportunity came up, he took it. And then another... and another.
That's how Ajeet made his way from the Core to the Spinward Marches. He came on a series of Subsidized Liners, Free Traders, Far Traders, Fat Traders, Fast Traders and Bulk Freighters. Some might say it wasn't much of a career, or much of a life. There's no chance for family or roots when you're moving away from your home, slow parsec by slow parsec. And Ajeet is now so far from Xagra (about 2000 light years) it'd take him years and a fortune to get back. But Ajeet was happy enough, and looked forward to a comfortable retirement on some unfashionable backwater.
Two years ago, he was making a run from Horosho to Glisten in a company Free Trader, with a shipment of water filters for a mining platform. As they left the platform a badly aligned mineral railcannon fired 30 tons of methane ice off course, and directly into his ship.
Ajeet managed to land the freighter with his cargo and crew intact. However, the bridge lost pressure, and for two minutes he worked in a near vacuum. He survived, but suffered irreparable nerve damage. The corporate medicos did their best, but now his hands shake and his legs quiver. The corporation invalided him out with a small pension.
In recognition of his service and heroism, they also gave him free and clear ownership of a 40-year-old Trader. Of course, the legal paperwork and insurance claims took a couple of years to clear up, so he couldn't just sell the thing. He's lived on savings the last couple of years, sleeping in the ship and going out drinking more than he should. But now the money's running out, and the ship is his.
He's hired a crew for a few more cargo runs. Ajeet is hoping to end up someplace he thinks he can retire at last. He's not sure where, or how. Someplace with green, green hills and not too many people.
***
I picture him as a middle-aged, somewhat paunchy Indian man. I'm imagining an Indian Ocean freighter captain I once saw in a documentary, gone to seed but still ready for a new job. (Maybe a fatter Sanjay Dutt?)
His stats and skills (with the exception of that low dex) suugest a stolid, average career man from a lower-upper-class family. He's not a hero or a villain - just an honest merchant making his way through the universe.
doc_mystery has suggested I run a Classic Traveller game once our current eight-year-long D&D game winds to a close. I do have a short campaign in the wings for that, and I've been going through some old notes. One idea I had was to use the curiously skewed pre-generated characters from the 1981 adventure, The Argon Gambit. The first four characters presented for use in this adventure have very unbalanced, almost unplayable, stats, as presented below.
The string of numbers after the descriptive title is the Universal Personality Profile (UPP). Each number reflects a physical, mental, or social characteristic. In order, they are Strength, Dexterity, Endurance, Intelligence, Education, and Social Status. These range from 1 to 12 (or higher, if you're lucky), with numbers greated than 9 represented by a letter. Thus, 10=A, 11=B, and so on.
1. Retired Merchant Captain 616668 Age 50 8 terms Cr1,000
Navigation-1, Admin-1, Steward-1, Medic-1 , Pilot-1 , Shotgun-1
Benefits: Ship
2. Ex-navy Lieutenant Commander 118894 Age 34 4 terms Cr2,000
Gunnery-1 , Computer-2, Engineering-1 , Pistol-2
3. Ex-scout 365BB4 Age 34 4 terms Cr1,500
Vacc-2, Pistol-1 , Pilot-1, Electronics-1, Brawling-1
Benefits: TAS member
4. Ex-navy Starman 961797 Age 50 8 terms Cr1,300
Dagger-4, Admin-1, Ship's Boat-1, Computer-1, Navigation-1, JOT-1
With the exception of #3, they are all crippled in some way. #2 is almost certainly wheelchair bound. Once upon a time in this blog, I speculated on their backstories, which I shall now expand upon! In a series of posts...
To my southern US readers...
Jan. 12th, 2010 12:56 pmSo, y'all are having a cold snap! Congratulations!
Question for you - have you noticed that all your CFL bulbs (especially outdoor ones) take forever to light up?
Welcome to winter in Canada! Switch on the light, wait forever to see anything...
Question for you - have you noticed that all your CFL bulbs (especially outdoor ones) take forever to light up?
Welcome to winter in Canada! Switch on the light, wait forever to see anything...
Continuing Mundane Culinary Adventures
Jan. 8th, 2010 12:41 pmI made Claire some lunch and asked her to sit at the table.
"Okay! Lemme get my lunchbox!"
"You don't have a lunchbox," I said.
She ran to a cupboard and pulled out a small metal Dora lunchbox, containing a juice box and raisins that she'd put there at some point. I didn't know it was in there.
Also, today at pre-school she learned that "underwear" starts with "U".
"Isn't that hilarious?" she asked.
"Okay! Lemme get my lunchbox!"
"You don't have a lunchbox," I said.
She ran to a cupboard and pulled out a small metal Dora lunchbox, containing a juice box and raisins that she'd put there at some point. I didn't know it was in there.
Also, today at pre-school she learned that "underwear" starts with "U".
"Isn't that hilarious?" she asked.
Pyat's Mundane Culinary Adventures
Jan. 7th, 2010 10:32 pmTonight, I made a roast beef dinner for my visiting little sister and her husband (summerfields), who flew in from Hawaii. I made gravy from scratch, and Yorkshire Puddings, both for very first time.
The gravy was not 100%, but lo, all other things were very nice indeed. The roast was wonderfully tender and juicy.
I am pleased!
summerfields), who flew in from Hawaii. I made gravy from scratch, and Yorkshire Puddings, both for very first time.The gravy was not 100%, but lo, all other things were very nice indeed. The roast was wonderfully tender and juicy.
I am pleased!
