Petulant Rumblings
Seven Deadly Sins Haven't Killed Me Yet
Random Rumblings
Jul 31st
I envy those souls who can sit behind a computer and continually post. I’m an expert in sitting. That’s about it.
What have I learned since my last posting?
- I want to change my name to Felix Pickles.
- I enjoy Steven Moffat’s interpretation of Sherlock Holmes.
- The movie Soapdish is a favorite film.
- As is Black Narcissus. Barnes and Noble still has the 50% off sale for Criterion DVDs. There is a new release and remaster of Black Narcissus.
- I require a brain transplant. This body is tedious.
- I dealt with cat piss.
- I dreamed of Galliano and how Genet looked in prison.
- Too much Liberace and Cabaret Voltaire invade my ears.
- And we need to take back America. Well, take back America with a healthy dose of Xanax.
Cioran Quote of the Day
Jul 26th
“Everything that can be classified is perishable.
Only what is susceptible to several interpretations endures.”
Read These Now Before Ludwig II Mind-Melds with Your Cell Phone
Jul 26th
I experienced yet another hiatus. During this hiatus I read the Sookie Stackhouse series. If I’m going to enjoy the television show, True Blood, I should at least read the books. The books are a frighteningly easy read. It only takes a few hours to finish one. Mindless fodder is my goal. Thinkin’ is hard. HA! One of my favorite sentences from Book 9 was: “He was as deep inside me as he could get without an operation.” Uh-huh.
Let’s see what mindless fodder is in the RSS feeds.
- The heavily cloistered nuns of Abbaye de Notre-Dame de l’Annonciation will release an album of Gregorian Chants.
- A few days ago on FB I mentioned that Petulant kittens were devil spawn as I bleed daily from their attacks. Lo and behold, Satan is real. Petulant kittens also like to torture hapless frogs brave enough to journey from the pond to the screened porch. O’ kittens. They perform the dark work.
- OKAY! Tough healing love has a specific brutality. “A member of the First Love Church Healing Center says he was pinned down and spanked 20 times with a two-by-four for looking at a website.” (CNS) I must know what website, probably gay porn. Isn’t it always.
- Both can be an option. Sir Peter Blake: why I chose Pop (Art) over pot.
- I always adore Visconti and Ludwig. Schloss Neuschwanstein. Here is a favorite photo from my collection. I am also partial to the paint-by-numbers version too. I have yet to piece together the 3D puzzle version. Maybe I will scour the closets and attempt it. On second thought, that might require too much thinking.
- Though I am not a member of the jailbreaker brigade, other rulings by the Library of Congress Copyright Office are interesting. (Crunchgear)(Boing Boing) (EFF)
- allow college professors, film students, documentary filmmakers and producers of noncommercial videos to break copy-protection measures on DVDs so they can embed clips for educational purposes, criticism or commentary.
- Humans can mind-meld too. (New Scientist)
- Where’s the fence? Climate Change May Mean More Mexican Immigration. Oh wait. I forget. Winter is cold so it doesn’t exist.
- The hairy-nosed otter is adorable. I have a ground hog named Gertrude that lives under a shed. It could be male. Gender is subjective. I don’t mind if she nibbles the cucumber plants. A girl has to eat. The damn moles are a bane.
I guess that wasn’t too mindless. I should start Book 10 of the Sookie Stackhouse series.
Cheers.
Roasted Red Pepper Risotto Angst
Jul 20th
Petulant Rumblings undergoes another existential crisis about direction. It is always personal to a degree, but anything political or troublesome in this pitiful world bores me. Actually, I should clarify and say I don’t fucking care anymore. Like Des Esseintes, I would rather have beauty. And food.
“Once he had cut himself off from contemporary life, he had resolved to allow nothing to enter his hermitage which might breed repugnance or regret; and so he had set his heart on finding a few pictures of subtle, exquisite refinement, steeped in an atmosphere of ancient fantasy, wrapped in an aura of antique corruption, divorced from modern times and modern society.”
Yesterday was a day that required large quantities of ice cream. We all have them. Forget moderation and enjoy. I require cocaine toothache drops, but that’s the price. There are always consequences with excess.
Today I needed something savory. I scanned the fridge for available produce. I had some red peppers and sweet 100 cherry tomatoes from the garden. I had some stock made with the remnants of a roasted chicken (always make homemade stock) and half a quart of the tomato sauce/broth I can every year. When tomatoes are at the height of the season, I can. As I prepped the tomatoes and removed skins, cores, and seeds, I tossed all that “refuse” in a stock pot. I cooked it for 30-40 minutes and then ran it through a food mill. I got a delicious tomato broth/sauce that works beautifully as a soup base on a cold winter day or an addition to vodka for a Bloody Mary. Bully!
I made a roasted red pepper and tomato risotto.
My recipe directions are below.
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