!!Calling all anthropologists, art historians, phlebotomists, and ichthyologists!!
I picked this plate up at the Gulfport 3rd Saturday festival with all of aged hippies on Father’s Day weekend for $30. The lady selling it said it was steel, but it had a considerable amount of discoloration and oxidization which said it could be regular, but not stainless, though the color of it sits in between bronze and gold. Definitely smelled like steel when i was cleaning it.
It looks to be of Islamic origin per the etched patters. It looks like it could have been pressed instead of hand-etched and is about 24″ in diameter, about 2 inches deep and weighs around 25 lbs. It’s perched behind where my head rests and I hope it gives me dreams of ancient times on the Euprhates.
Long ago, there was an extensive hiking trip begun by some enterprising inhabitants of Africa. Starting not too far from what became Dikembe Mutombo’s house, some folks went South, narrowly beating Cecil Rhodes to the punch by a scant few thousand years. The rest went searching for the elusive Northeast Passage and eventually reached Florida as the Seminole and Miccosukee Indians, again beating Ponce De Leon to the punch and wrapping up all future gambling and tax free cigarette concessions.
The goal of all these moves is to have a place to stay, but as it stands in most countries, the coastlines hold the vast majority of population. I am part of this populace in social construct and genetics. I’ve lived near the beach my entire life, about 5 minutes bike ride in high school and less than 45 minutes now. Can’t imagine living somewhere that the ocean was not. It’s a draw that I don’t want to force myself away from and a reason I could live in Boston, but definitely not Chicago. Don’t care that there’s a “beach” on the shore of the “lake” where I could swim or that there are in fact girls in bikinis that sound like Mike Ditka.
I need the vastness of a real ocean, Northern tourists : deep fried tan spring breaker or Quebecois old man with a huge gut and inversely proportional Speedo, Grouper fishing and casino cruises rated with a vomit factor. My dad lived in a condo on Redington Beach in between St. Pete and Clearwater for a couple of years and Gulf side has the best dusk and sunsets. I have a camera I’ll be getting soon as it comes out (MZ67 for the 6x optical) and first job is to head to the beaches. Picture quality will definitely improve but for now, here are the pictures from his back yard with my phone.
The Library of Congress online has a nifty link at the top right called “Yesterday in Congress.” Well, I wanted to check out the 9/11 Commission Recommendations Bill that just passed the Senate and clicked away I did. Figuring I would find actual legislation available for perusal I actually saw some of the fluffiest, time wasting measures listed in hypertext.
Presented for your review and response, accompanied by the mugshot.
Representative Luis Gutierrez of the Illinois 4th District
Lone sponsor (not surprising unless Don King or Emanuel Steward get elected) of House Resolution 577:
Congratulating Mr. Kermit Cintron on the successful defense of his IBF welterweight title on Saturday, 14, 2007, and for his continued success in and out of the ring.
If this guy is passing out thanks to a fighter in Congress, can we get the FBI Tim Donaghy team to just check things out and make sure Rep. Gutierrez’s Bodog account ain’t flush all the sudden? In any other job, I’d figure that was one you were just trying to sneak past the goalie on a Friday.
Kudos. I hope it goes on Kermit’s fridge.
2007 Seniors League Murderball Championship Celebration
In a series beginning tonight. I will unravel the many myths of the Beef Jerky Store located in Las Vegas. I gave my dad a list of things from their website and asked that he bring back whatever he could. Him being the guy that he is, he brought it all back, even the weirdnesses. There’s fish, fowl, beef, elk, venison, fruit, veg, and nuts.
Tonight’s selection:
Original WILD MOIST Tofu Jerky
Positives
-Conveniently packaged
-Bite Sized
-Unique texture
-Easily used as novelty animal poo
-Recognizable ingredients
Negatives
-Calyn described its taste as comparable to Ric’s b.o.
-The texture is unique unto food. I’ve never had to eat a substantial mole off someone’s body, but I imagine it to be in teh same family. Cousins that look toooo much alike kinda famlay.
-It made me want to punch a vegan.
Face facts. Uncle Luke Skywalker King of Miami is most famous for Doo Doo Brown. If you’re really from South Florida or had THE BOX!!! then you know who the real originators of the Doo Doo Sound is.
Let me take it to 1991, let me bring you cycling hats as high fashion, spandex shorts, Z Cavaricci with hundreds of belt loops and pleats, BUM Equipment and Cross Colours.
Friends, take it back to the Box, charge $1.99 to your mom’s phone bill and swing to the dulcet tones of 2 Hyped Brothers and a Dog. The Real Doo Doo Brown.
Note, check out the directing credits. Wonder if one of those guys ever did anything?
Fat camp letter to mom. I love Gordon Ramsey’s shows (editor’s note, “Nullus, of course,” is now shortened to (nuc)).
Kitchen Nightmare’s is back and I’m dreading the American version because Fox sucks at shooting anything live action besides car chases. Tonight, it was turnaround time at the Fenwick Arms, a pub in name and architecture only. Biggest message of the show was to get it simple and serve what a pub is supposed to.
Brief history (n. Steve Hawking) of a pub. It’s short for Public House. The extension of one’s home in which they can relax and have a restaurant quality home cooked meal. Been around forever in England and are the cornerstone of their food changes in recent history. Pubs have been improving the food with more locally sourced ingredients, updating the recipes and pushing for change to drag their country from epicurean derision. Ooooooh big word comboooo.
Tra la la things work out from there, not before the codger who co-owns the place Brian let his ocd have a few moments in the sun.
What sparked their local resurgence was duo-fold :
1. Getting the food right and the place running smooth.
2. The Campaign for Real Gravy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I support gravy. Always have and always will. It was best made at home and I never really liked the thin brown stuff at school lunch which begat more thin brown stuff later as Abraham begat Isaac who begat Jacob who begat Jews moving out West to enjoy a dry heat. I’m down with gravy on the roast beef, about the Thanksgiving turkey, on the open faced sandwich, on fries, on fries with either curds or cheese like the Canadians and infrequently on biscuits. The English have it down pat with roast beef, gravy and Yorkshire Pudding (Gordon Ramsay’s recipe) as each one shares common flavors with the other.
Roast beef cooks in the pan, gravy is made from veg and what’s left on the pan and the pudding can be made with beef fat in with the oil. It’s a recipe that can easily lead to more than one potential downfall on each of the components as there aren’t too many ingredients or steps in any of them. These folks knocked it out, especially Karen whose puddings seemed to come out flawless each time in a batch.
Support the Fenwick’s march forward in just saying NO! to gravy powder, granules, bases, and brown bullion bombs. Don’t be a snitch on your tastebuds.
The comparison flooded my mind upon seeing this picture of Britney which I can only imagine is photoshopped. If it’s not, the baby is holding a pack of smokes and she’s got a Red Bull in the other hand. Shirt all stained and just looking very uncomfortable.
She is still rich as Scrooge McDuck and is a serious wig owner in her reign over relative unknowns after Justin. A Southern girl by the most stereotypical standards and looking every part the trailer park siren with kids in tow. She has a brand new collection of wigs that no one her age is even trying to get in front of. Not even Beyonce and she’s from Houston (no accent, though) and switches her hair ethnicities like I do new underwear.
Her latest is most Joe Dirt mullet wig in history. The kind that would make everyone else at a lowdown bbq restaurant turn their heads and stare. Make all the people at Super Wal-Mart overnight shift just pause collectively in a Professor X induced trance. I’m impressed and can’t think of anyone I would rather see not pull it together on that doo.
She’s straight money with status to get two wigs merged into one. I present fusion…The LandscaperXThe Bingo courtesy of MulletWigs.com.
It doesn’t have a name which makes sense and since I don’t know what the true meaning is, this is the Construda (Kissing Suzy Kolber).
Woot woot and holler for the semantics of arguing the relative gentility and humanity of Mixed Martial Arts vs. Boxing. Once Randy Couture is 65 years old, then we can judge how getting hit, kicked, stretched and choked compares in long-term effects. But saying it’s much safer now rings hollow and waiting to be plugged by someone biting it in the ring from the right flying knee.
So I’ll be watching tonight, because I’m a fan and as of now boxing still bores me. Especially after the priapism that was De La Hoya/Mayweather. 73 is a supercard, unique to televised fights that cost an arm and a leg.
Winners are listed in bold.
Noguiera v. Heath Herring – This gives Heath his chance to fight against someone that isn’t going to evade him and is a Pride vet, as well. Nothing I’ve seen or heard about Noguiera says that he’ll lose this fight and I want to witness another impressive debut.
Tito Ortiz v. Rashad Evans – The evidence lies within the recently defeated fists of Chuck Lidell. Their speed was the cause of both meetings between Tito’s skull and the mat. Rashad’s fists are definitely faster than Chucks, though he definitely does not carry as much power. That’s balanced with an amazing ability to sprawl and go to the ground with deep confidence. Hopefully this is the beginning of the end for a declining Tito. I’m definitely interested in seeing a fight that would make me eat my words, but Tito probably doesn’t take Rashad seriously enough.
Hermes Franca v. Sean Sherk (Lightweight Title Fight) – I’ve never seen a man who works harder on developing himself everrr ever ever than Sherk. His wrestling will match up very well with Hermes’ BJJ skillz from Brazil.
One of my favorite quirks of MMA commentating is the association of possession of particular abilities and how to use them in commentary. In talking about their skill and training, Mike Goldberg would call it “his” muay thai clinch or “his” cardio. While it is possessive, it definitely sounds funny.
If Hermes is to come out on top, it’s going to be as the end result of unleashing a fist bomb before Sherk realizes a punch is imminent and very close. The rabbit in the hat wears four oz. gloves.
Nate Marquardt v. Anderson Silva (Middleweight Title Fight) – I’ve seen almost no weakness in Silva’s game on any recent pay per view or online footage besides the split second that Lutter and Leben attempted to defend themselves. I do believe (n. Old Southern Gentlemen) that this fight has the best chance for upset, but only if Silva becomes a champion on a secondary plane. Everyone has a good chance of getting beat on any given night, but this feels like his move into streaks like Hughes and Couture were on at their best.
