DJ's dsl access Thwarted by Rodents?

My intensive research has led me to believe Rocky's cables were chewed through by Islamo-Nutria!

If you doubt me, please see this website.

Talk amongst yourselves

I want to start a group discussion.

So yesterday on the way to work we listened to KUOW's Weekday show You'll have to find the 3/12/007 episode.
Weekday is the call-in show on NPR, our local channel is KUOW. Midway, the producer from "Little Mosque On The Prairie" came on and in the discussion of the SCARF the hajib, she said "Then you take off your bras! Muslim women laugh at your taunts about the veil- you too are bound by men and society- you are not free" OK I'm reall-ly paraphrasing and if I could go listen to the links I'm sending, I could verify. But the clicks don't work for me. That's my interpretation and what I remember.

I've just been fascinated by this all day: Muslim women snigger at us 'cause we wear bras? They don't?
They hate us for our lift and separate, our x-your-heart, our underwire, our Victoria's Secret? WTF?


http://www.cbc.ca/littlemosque/


She had some really funny clips, "You can't go out looking like a Protestant" "Dad, don't you mean a prostitute?" "No, I mean a PROTESTANT."

I still don't quite know what to make of it.

oxoxo,
Tammy

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Remnants

Odd things have been surfacing in the annual haul out the xmas shit!

The tape we made in 1996, of Cynthia's xmas show.

A NYT Sunday magazine from July 14, 1996.

A candy cane with curly pipe cleaner antlers from Mailman Cowboy.

What's the Tipping Point?

Last week, cleaning up the day after David Ossman's Birthday party, I said I'd pick through the garbage bag and take the FORKS home and run 'em through the dish-washer. JB went off... why should we... it's futile...we're going to suffocate beneath people who run their SUV's in first gear so the kids can watch *MOVIES*

We recycle obsessovely, but can't keep up. There's too much glass. I get 2 newspapers, so I feel bad about the pulp. But the On-line, doesn't cut it yet.

Since the disposal system for the Broderick Building is a "No Dumpster" in the Alley and the sacks haven't been taken out yet, I can go still go fish out them forks outta the sack. and they'll be fine after going through the dish-washer!


But, finally, what's the point? What tipped you over? What made you crazy? What made you yell back at the TV? the Radio?





Or, should ya just go wash the Freakin' Forks?

Lights! Power! Lectricity! revisited

Power went out sometime around 3 am Thursday night. We could cope in the morning as the hot water tank is gas and we could run hot water for showers and even get it hot enough for dripping through the coffee pot to produce tepid coffee.

Dan hung out at JSB, waiting on deliveries. Tony and I went downtown to get a radio at Bartell's, and some other "add Hot Water" type meals. Downtown and Capitol Hill were fine. Stop lights work, everything. I decided to call around the closer grocery stores to see where I could get groceries. I hit "bakery" at the Rainier Ave QFC. They were open, but not selling anything that had been refrigerated or frozen. That's good policy from the store branch that actually sold some Mad Cow Hamburger. "well, can I get some Beer?". "No, sorry, that was refrigerated." Maybe I should keep an eye on the dumpster for that bad Beer they're going to have to dispose of...

We got back home and I got the kitchen lit with many of the tea candles from the 50 ct Bartell bag. I snagged groceries at Union St. QFC, were one of my mystery customers is the Vegetable Dude. He came in from Kirkland, no power and trees down everywhere on the Eastside. I glanced at the gourmet cheese cooler and found a Raclette and another Schmantsy Swiss cheese that screamed FONDUE!

Tammy's Sterno Fondue

1/2 lb (or so) Schmantsy Swiss cheese or any Gruyere (if you make this with Cheddar it's Englsh Rarebit)
1 tablespoon Cornstarch
white Pepper (or fresh ground black)
1 tablespoon coarse ground Mustard -or- 1 heaping teaspoon dry powder
Some Beer -or- White Wine
maybe a grate or two of nutmeg

Grate the cheez into a bowl and sprinkle/sieve the Cornstarch, pepper, (dry mustard and nutmeg) overtop. stir and toss to coat.

Dump half the Cheez mixture into fondue pot (or old sturdy kettle) and hold over flame, slog in a half cup of beer and the coarse mustard, stir until lumps are gone and it thickens.

Add in the rest of the Cheez, in two handfuls, stirring and thinning between with more Beer/Wine.

Cube up some bread, and anything that needs to be used out of the fridge. Dip to your heart's content.

It was an amusing meal that kept us busy until the lights came on at 9:30. It was gettin Hella cold, So this was a GOOD THING.

Today was spent getting back on track. And then the lights went out again at 4:30pm. Tony was actually the first person to call it in. In our dark despair, we decided to go to Dick's for dinner A-and who should we meet? Fran and Lillian! Dick's: where the desperate meet to eat! The chilly temperatures and bad James Brown Busker forced us back to our respective (warm) cars.

We went to the "Miracle on 34thSt." Radio Show, and got to say Hi! to Nick Morrison afterwards. A lovely production and always good to see Chris "Don't call me JP!" Wedes is still kickin' it.

Eighteen Years Ago

I gave birth to the TONY. My baby Danton has become a full legal human. He's himself and I'm happy. I have no freakin idea what he'll become or DO.

It's time to set him into the winds.

Happy Birthday Tony, my bright baby boy!


Your Mama loves you. Loves you like a rock. Loves you like the Rock of Ages. She loves you.

ALL my good shit

comes from this guy. Bill.
If I could do side bar thingies - He'd be the tops.

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