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Tuesday, August 27, 2002

Now that I have consumed my Tony Blair memorial pints of beer and enjoyed a social hour, I should probably figure out what to do about my dead MSI K7T Turbo motherboard. It's dead, but it has a Gig-and-a-half of PC133 memory on it that should go on another board. Okay...it popped right out. This was supposed to go into a new Antec case last Friday and, in fact, it did. Problem was, it was already dead. The Athlon Socket A processor fit neatly into an MSI K7T 266 Pro-R motherboard from the wipeout table at the local hobbyist shop, but that board needed DDR memory, so the upgrade cost more than I expected. Now I need to get another wipeout board somewhere online and figure out what to do next. How many computers does one person really need? That memory is out and safely snuggled in a static-free bag until I decide, so it's about time for the kinda-thin 4 ounce NY strip steak I promised myself this morning. Cut the fatty edges to prevent curl, shake on some kosher salt (even though I grew up in the goiter belt, the idea of salt rebelling against nature when it rains sounds too much like voodoo), some freshly ground tellicherry peppercorns, a couple of drops of virgin olive oil massaged into each side, then sear that sucker on a very hot ribbed no-stick crypto-grill fry pan. Nothing special, not so good for the heart, but kind on the taste buds. A flip, then that second team other side that makes every fried thing, even pancakes, look better on the surface that first kissed the griddle. No sense fighting it, just serve it showin' its prettiest profile. There are two sides to a lot of things... 8:02:16 PM    comment []

Starting slowly....that bread really wasn't Pepperidge Farm, it was an "appearance ripoff" by Cobblestone Mills. Just can't trust memory. Of course, Pepperidge Farms really isn't a farm - it's owned by Campbell Soups. And Cobblestone Mills ain't the pretender it appears to be - it's kosher! That Genoa Salami probably wasn't kosher, but cheese on salami could never be kosher anyhow, but it doesn't matter because I am not Jewish and wouldn't keep kosher if I were... Kroger had their house brand chips for a-buck-fifty a 20-ounce package (I like to shop in the morning, when the stores are mostly empty except for maybe one hangdog clerk and the guy with the face mask agressively pushing the floor cleaner. Don't get in his way!). So, anyway, having the cheap chips, I picked up another buck-fifty item: Red Gold Salsa in the can. Nice flavor for cheap stuff. They make it mild and medium, but no hot. That's too bad. I'd bet it's the best commercial salsa made in Indiana. They get their tomatoes from all around the Great Lakes region, which we used to call the "midwest" when we lived there but, now, I get corrected all the time by these upscale southerners who say the midwest is farther west, like Kansas and that. We were never easterners either, those people who go scuba-diving for scallops like Martha Stewart did before her trouble. No smelt for us to seine for either, we were lucky to spear a carp in the creek with a pitchfork and you couldn't even eat that. But we could grow damn fine tomatoes, rich and juicy and best when you eat them hot from the sun right out of the field. Nothing quite like that, even if it was more like a salad than meat. That flavor would be hard to put in a can, but Campbell's did try with their plant in Napoleon and I think Libby's or somebody had a smaller one in Leipsic where you could go on a Sunday night and grab a reject dented can or two that they just left outside. That was all tomato juice, but it wasn't bad because they were all locally-grown tomatoes. A lot of that flavor and Madeleine-esque inspiration in that Red Gold. But, as a former midwesterner, I possess neither the authority or verbal skills to create the prose to either seduce or convince. So I'll just go start working on my two beers. 5:50:52 PM    comment []

Today's diet: Nothing for breakfast, Dietz & Watson Genoa salami and hot pepper cheese, on two slices of Pepperidge Farm authenic Jewish Rye. Two draft beers and a grilled NY Strip for supper. No cigarettes. Back again for suppertime. 5:49:15 AM    comment []

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