Friday, September 29, 2006

right on

Some of my favorite bumper sticker quotes:

"My job is to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable" (a good motto for secondary educators indeed)

"Don't believe everything you think" (wizard's first rule)

"I believe in life BEFORE death" (why I do half the things I do)

"If only closed minds came with closed mouths" (Has anyone else noticed that the ignorant rant the loudest?)

"Minds are like parachutes: They only function when open" (a classic that says it all)

"Well-behaved women rarely make history" (Uppity women unite)

"Why be normal?" (It's so dull, I'd much rather be a freak.)

"I think therefore I am dangerous" (the more you know the more you understand. The more you understand the more you have to be pissed off about. After all ignorance is bliss, they say.)

"COEXIST" (live and let live, my general philosophy towards life)

and the license plate that says "Entropy".

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Here goes...

for better or worse, i took a major step forward today, declared my intentions and put some cards down on the table. i've been kinda reluctant to lay out anything i'm holding at the moment because the ground doesn't feel too steady under my feet, and i can't take it back now that i've done it...

but i know that the only way out of the past is to move into the future, so i'm going to give it a go and hope shit doesn't just explode in my face.


on a completely different note, i'm feeling a lot better now, the cold has more or less gone away. i've got some of my sass back, and hanging out with miss euphoria last night was just what i needed to shake things up a bit.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

i want to ride my BICYCLE BICYCLE

"Bicycle bicycle bicycle, I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle"
i've got that cheesy queen song stuck in my head, and i caught myself singing it as i was waltzing past the laurel bushes and the malfunctioning sprinklers on the way home from a beer at tiny's.

hmmm. it was THAT kind of a day.

and indeed it would have been nice to ride on such a nice day. but my tire's flat and i've got a date with miss euphoria's bad brakes. being able to fix bikes is such a godsend that i feel like i need to share the wealth. lord knows many's the time i felt helpless in the presence of bike mechanics until anthony siracusa taught all us punks how to fix our own bikes over at the bike coop back in memphis. that shit stuck with me. i feel so proud that i can take care of most of my business now. there's still some things i can't do just because i can't afford to go nuts and splurge on tools, but at least i can deal with most of the everday quirks that pop up.

so i took a community service ride on the 12 past a string of japanese restaurants and got off the bus in front of some shady lookin' titty bar on the south side to meet with my girl with the balky brakes.
I'm easily distracted by salal growing alongside the roads. talk of beignets. small dogs. and stories.
portland's funny. there are some parts of town where you have gravel roads instead of streets. SW is one of those. another is a section of SE portland where i had a recent off-road experience. I'll no doubt find more while i'm out in crazy missions like this.

Monday, September 25, 2006

slow train cough circus

i've got some crappy cold cuttin' in on all of my conversations,
coughs are stealing all my best lines,
sniffs are cuttin' in on all my dances,
and hacking wheezes are partying all night keeping me up.

i can't remember the last time i had a good sleep. i need some nyquil yo...curse the kid who gave me this cold.

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Friday, September 22, 2006

cough cough here we go

here it is not even october and it looks like i am coming down with something coughy...i guess it seems appropriate considering that the weather has been rather nasty when we still shoulda been having something a little nicer.

other than the questionable weather it has been a gentle week back from vacation. i am looking to get hooked up with some school time vocational interests for the new SY, and having an interesting time trekking to unfamiliar parts of SE Portland. I met some people for talk like a pirate day and it sure was fun. getting out...that IS something I need to get a bit more of back into my life.

Other than that, I really cant claim to have been up to much this week, and the way i am starting to feel makes me thing that things are gonna go along in a lower gear for a spell.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

setting sail for home

We had to pack up everything and head back to our real lives, but instead of going straight home, we went back to Garibaldi to amuse ourselves some more. I can't remember the last time I got to speak in Chinese but the opportunity came up and I jumped all over it...

The question of the day HAS to be, can anyone on earth drive slower than people going down Sunset Highway on a Sunday? And Portland is so hot after being out on the coast, whew!

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Saturday, September 16, 2006

goaty goats

When nothing else goes quite right, at least you can go to the Tillamook cheese factory...icecream is a good consolation prize.
Later we ended up at the petting zoo over at Blue Heron and had a time of romping around with the goats and sheep and the shy llama. They also have several vintage tractors on the premises. Fortunately I was appropriately dressed for this excursion...
Later we went back and had a nice big campfire, and smoked up the whole campground with alderwood...don't try this in your woodstove at home, kids...

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Friday, September 15, 2006

Trask River, Garibaldi

In the morning we got up and drove around by the Trask river, and now I have some really lovely pictures of the river.
Later in the day we ended up climbing out on the jetty at Barview which was really wild and windy. There were scores of boats out circling like vultures in hot pursuit of salmon so it must be a good spot. It wasnt the best spot for what we were up to just in time for the tide to come in and nearly had ourselves trapped out there. Oops. So we gave it up and went to the pier at Garibaldi for the rest of the afternoon and amused ourselves enourmously.

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Thursday, September 14, 2006

Nehalem

we drove down the 6 out to tillamook past tons of forest and towering elderberries.
after awhile, we made it to tillamook just in time for some really lousy weather. we decided to make way to the cheese factory. it looks like everyone else had the same idea too, because it was hype as all get-out in there. sheesh. I dont know where all these folks even came from, but i did notice we were about the only people under 50. Mid-September must be the equivalent of spring break for the AARP crowd...Since it was feeling for all the world like fall to me, maybe on account of the rain, I decided it was as good a time as any to get into some pumpkin icecream which was amazingly good.

We hit Nehalem Bay state park in the midafternoon and got settled into the yurt we were staying in that night. After that I heisted a few huckleberries and we went over to the beach trying to find some clams but we didnt see any at all. The pier after dark wasnt terribly successful either so we wound up the evening listening to the rain on the roof, drinking sake, and loving the fact that we were not shivering in a wet tent with no heater. Call me a wuss, I can take it. Im getting to be of an age where warm and dry is happy, and in Oregon these arent default settings.

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Saturday, September 09, 2006

秋の気配が感じられる。

A few days before, the air had a tangible feeling that reminds me utterly of Memphis when first moved there. But now it has strong hints of autumn...Considering that the autumn equinox is on it's way, I suppose that's appropriate.

It's days like these that it's glorious to be outside again, whether that be outside heisting apples off of sidewalks in the neighborhood or on the banks of the Gilbert river, or walking down Holgate in the morning with Mt Hood leering off in the distance. In celebration of this unaccustomed crispness in the air, I'm making a tankard of cider.

Fall around here means back to school. Not sure what kind of school involvement I'm going to have this time around but hopefully there will be a whole lot more of it regardless. My back is not holding up well these days and I've lost my crossword buddy. These are compelling arguments for goofing around with kids instead of lifting heavy boxes...as opposed to goofing around with heavy boxes and lifting kids. ;)

As much as I like fall it is a melancholy season, although not to the extent of winter. I do have a lot on my plate at the moment and can only succeed in distracting myself from the truth but so much. So here's a big thanks to the people who have called me this week for non-vocational reasons, you guys are lifesavers.

Outside the fraxinus are taking on a golden hue and somewhere apples are hitting the pavement. I think I hear them calling my name...

Supa-Dupah Easy Applesauce Recipe
(dedicated to all "public fruit" enthusiasts)


Warning: once you make homemake applesauce you may never be able to eat the commercially processed stuff ever again. Consider yourself warned.

Ingredients:

An assortment of windfall apples (apples laying on the ground), as many as you can practically obtain (and preferably heisted from some unappreciative neighbor, neglected abandoned lot, or other semi-public location). For best results you would have at least 2 varieties (one of them red and one of them a yellowish green color), but even better results are obtained from 3 or more varieities. As in life you are seeking balance, so you want one to be mouth-puckering tart (from tannins), and one to be sweet. And don't worry if they are not the most attractive specimins, it won't affect your outcome-you're not trying to sell them on contract at Safeway.

The biggest pot in your kitchen (or borrow one from someone if yours isn't up to par...maybe this would be a good excuse to meet your neighbors), something to stir with, and if you have a potato masher you might find that handy although it's not necessary.

A bit of sugar or honey to sweeten your applesauce to your liking.
Also plan on adding a shake of cinnamon and maybe nutmeg if you like a bit spicier.

Method:

Chop, chop, chop! Don't waste your time trying to peel the apples, the skin actually enhances the taste and consistency of the finished product considerably. But you do need to cut out any questionable parts, bruised areas, in short anything that isn't gonna win a beauty pageant. Apples from the ground are usually not the prettiest things but they're more likely to be ripe enough for this little project than the ones still hanging in the tree. Don't forget to remove the cores (with the seeds) though.
Other than that, just chop them up into quarters or bite size pieces. Don't bother cutting them up too fine because they'll cook down to mush regardless of size.

Once you've got them chopped and in the pot, add a bit of water to the pot, the ammount is roughly equivalent to the ammount of apples you have in there. Clap a lid on there, and turn the stove onto a medium high setting. Once it starts boiling, turn it down to a medium setting and stir occasionally to keep the apples from sticking to the bottom of the pot.

After 15 minutes or so the apples will start getting mushy. Feel free to help them along by manually smashing them if you like, and keep stirring.

Once all the apples are completely mushy, you can taste what you've got and see if you like it the way it is, or want to sweeten it up a bit. Watch out though, those are some HOT apples. Add 1/3 of a cup of sugar a time or two until your taste buds tell you it's just right.

Now what? Well you can let it cool and eat it. Or you can put it in freezer bags and eat on it all winter long. You can can it up if you are into that sort of thing. Or invite a dozen people over and have an applesauce-themed dinner party. If you have a bunch of kids around you can see right off that this would be a great way to keep them VERY busy for an entire afternoon...

Sunday, September 03, 2006

life's little moments

i have a piece of glass stuck in my foot.
no idea where it came from, no idea how the hell i'm gonna get it out...
so until nature takes its course, i'm stuck limping around like a chump. oy.

the apple wagon

at the end of summer, the time of windfalls is upon us. after seeing little piles of green apples lying around the neighborhood i got motivated to make some windfall cider because as they say, you need as many varieties as you can get, and i reckon with apples, tart is probably best for this sort of beverage.
and who can really afford to buy apples just to make cider with? anything decent's liable to be $1.29 lb or more and that gets expensive fast. and the second philosophical inquiry is why buy what lays about free for the taking.

now i'll admit i'm a shady character, and can be seen lurking about on my bike in some back alley. if your fruit tree looks like it's going to waste, i'm liable to help myself. if anything, i consider it my duty to the creator to partake in the wanton blessings of nature...especially if they appear to be going unappreciated. property lines be damned...

but at this time of year, such blatant disregard for property rights is not required. windfall apples (and pears, we are lucky enough to have those around here too) can be found up to a block away from the trees in question. me and my trusty basket went on a forage that netted apples from about a half-dozen trees within a mile of home. although the objective was apples, thanks to a directional mishap combined with a sharp eye, i found a pear tree with a friendly owner.

i hauled home enough fruit to make at least 5 gallons of cider, so fall oughta be a merry time indeed.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

life's little moments

i have a piece of glass stuck in my foot.
no idea where it came from, no idea how the hell i'm gonna get it out...
so until nature takes its course, i'm stuck limping around like a chump. oy.