Gloomy Day

The sky was gloomy today, maybe our effect from the hurricane, or is it hurricanes, which reflected the mood I was in. It’s Jacob Blake. Then it’s that kid murdering people in the street who walked right by the cops with his long-gun in tow, and they just waved at him. Isn’t that astonishing? The kid just murdered two people, then he walks right by the cops, and they’re like, how yinz doin’?

And the Republican National Nightmare marched on for night three. It’s got to be some kind of day when former Notre Dame Coach Lou Holt questions your spirituality, but that’s the kind of day Joe Biden had today.

White House Press Secretary Kayleigh McEnany hasn’t been in the White House Press Room in 13 days. But she showed up to advocate for Trump’ reelection today, one of many highly inappropriate appearances that I hope will be ripe for investigation by Congress.

Philadelphia Eagles Sportsball Player Jack Brewer ended up speaking, though this was in some question as he is under investigation for insider trading. Nothing weird about that.

And there were more lies and more propaganda, and I yelled at my TV a lot.

Most of the day though, I’ve been thinking about the horror show that happened in Kenosha, Wisconsin, the cop who grabbed the black man’s shirt and shot him seven times in the back; the white teenager striding down the street with an AK-47, murdering people and then skipping past the police officers, likely because for some reason a caucasian person with an assault weapon doesn’t ring any bells for 5-0.

What is wrong with us?

Ham Hocks

So I did the Green Beans with Ham Hock and New Potatoes recipe from Food Network last night. This is what fresh green beans are for. The picture was taken after I’d devoured a bunch of it already.

The recipe is really perfect. You simmer two ham hocks for 45 minutes, which gets a bunch of yummy out of those knuckles. Then you throw in the beans with some sugar, and I think the sugar does more than add a bit of sweetness; I think it helps to break down that tough cellulose. I only had a pound of beans, so I used 1/4 cup of sugar. After they simmer a while, in go the potatoes and salt. The result is beans that are nicely seasoned, easy to gobble, and that still offer that somewhat resistant mouthfeel. The potatoes give up some starch to the beans at just the right time, I think.

Another observation: I have only worked with ham hocks once before, and I did not bother at the time to go hunting for meat. I did with these, and I was surprised how much good pork one can find from this hard-working part. To throw on some color, I threw these hocks into my air fryer for five minutes. Once I removed the fatty layer, but I was able to find maybe a quarter pound of really nice meat. Next time, though, I’ll save this step for later because it is a good bit of work, and the potatoes and beans do not need the meat. Why add another step while you have a delicious steaming bowl of beans and taters to serve? Save the carving for later; the meat will serve another purpose. I’m thinking spaghetti sauce or tacos.


Boyfriend Cliff



Amazon Echo if I have a fan on anywhere in the room:

Me: Alexa, turn on my nightlight.

Alexa: I didn’t quite catch that. Are you trying to jump out of an aeroplane?


So, this is apparently a thing now.

Be careful out there.

Then again, maybe they’re recruiting for the Men in Black.



Farter’s Day

This is Fred. He was kind enough to pose for me yesterday as I enjoyed a Ruck’s Pizza Kitchen Italian Sub (Amiel’s never answered the phone) on the deck yesterday. Yes, after more than 90 days in self-imposed isolation due to the SARS CoV 2, I ventured over to visit the folks for the famous Father’s Day. It was good to break this routine, great to see family, and, certainly, it was wonderful to get some doggo time.


As stolen directly from MeFi… “Shostakovich’s first opera is a surrealist piece about a man who wakes up one day to discover his nose is missing. It features tap dancing noses.”

I am not making this up.