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Thursday, October 30, 2003

Khalid Shaikh Mohammed celebrates Day 243 of torture with a few friends. 6:35:15 PM    comment []

A good idea came from that trip to Chicago. When Julio demonstrated two-fisted mashing with and imaginary version of that mortar and pestle used by his mother to make salsa, I intuitively understood that this was the right way. Unlike a food processor which only slices and blends, mashing extracts and mixes flavors. This was something I had to try.   A little lucky Googling led me to the proper instrument, a molcajete. I learned that the good ones are made from volcanic rock and that the cheapie one are cement and granite. The rock is quite porous, so you have to grind about 5 batches of rice before you use it, unless you want to supplement your mineral diet with some chunks of basalt.   The one pictured is con cabeza, with a pig’s head, and that’s the one I chose from GourmetSleuth. I’ve got a couple sculpted pig’s heads around the house already and another one won’t hurt the décor. I’m glad the local Mexican food markets didn’t have them, though I have seen them there in the past, because this one looks like the one I wanted. Most come with an 8-inch bowl, though some are 9, and include the pestle, which is called a tejolote. This one might make it here by the weekend and it will be open season on tomatillos. 1:27:28 PM    comment []

Boykin Sees Solar Flares As “A Sign Of Progress” In War Against Satan   CINCINNATI (IP) - - The recent outburst of solar storms prove the Evil One is becoming “desperate,” General asserts   Jerry Boykin has the devil squarely in his sights and his finger is firm upon the trigger. He has spotted Satan’s image in the recent Coronal Mass Ejection (CME) and is waiting for him to come within range. “I think we’ll get him this time,” he says confidently.   “We could have nuked him when we had him cornered in Mogadishu, “ he continues slyly, “but the blasphemous eco-terrorists and Clinton peaceniks tied our hands.”   He relaxes his vigil momentarily as a cloud passes, obscuring the sun, and adjusts his beret. “Now we got him right where we want him – in outer space where he can’t tempt our children and feed intelligence to the infidel terrorists and their false Gods.” 7:24:52 AM    comment []