Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Wednesday: It's a Wrap

Late dinner this evening. I cooked, for a change; but I nearly always cook after a re-supply run. One the menu: a dozen gyoza (those wonderful Nipponese pork-filled pot stickers) flash-fried to brown them, and then steamed until they’re plump and nearly bursting, accompanied by my home-made mirin-soy-wasabi dipping sauce and a large green salad.

So, dinner is done and the kitchen cleaned up, including emptying the sink of a three-day load of dishes. (I HATE housework! Have I mentioned this before? Oh, I have? No, Really?) I think I’m gonna work on a bachelor quality of nutrition algorithm, and it will evaluate nutrition as a function of the contents of multiple days-worth of dishes in the sink. You'll survey the contents of the sink, apply the algorithm, and get a number in between zero and ten that indicates just how well said bachelor has eaten over the past X days. As an example, this evening I washed:

8 spoons
2 knives
1 fork
1 glass
2 small bowls
1 large bowl, i.e., a salad bowl
3 coffee cups
1 frying pan

Now what does that tell you about the menu chez La Maison Mobile de Pennington over the last three days? Hint: the frying pan, the fork, one knife, and the salad bowl were from dinner this evening. The rest of the mess was from the previous two days’ “dining.” I’m pretty sure my algorithm is gonna focus on the ratio of spoons to other flatware. I might have to work in the contents of the trash, too, with emphasis on pizza boxes/fast-food wrappers. Much work needs to be done here. I’ll keep you posted.

I owe you a song of the day.

Song: She Said

Artist: Collective Soul

Album: Dosage

Year: 1999

Source: Personal Collection

Makes Me Think of & etc.: Another one of those top-down driving songs. I must have listened to this song six times in a row today. I love the music and the lyrics; I love to sing it at the top of my lungs while driving ridiculously fast; and I know this woman. Not literally, of course, just a woman exactly like her. Come to think of it, I know a couple of guys like her, too.

You can hear the song in its entirety here. The Audio player is on the left side of the page, scroll down the track list until you see “She Said.” Click the title and boom: it’s "She Said." Enjoy! Lots of good tunes here. Other favorites include "Run" and "December."

Lyrics:

She said that time is unfair
To a woman her age
Now that wisdom has come
Everything else fades

She said she realizes
She’s seen her better days

She said she can’t look back
To her days of youth
What she thought were lies
She later found was truth

She said her daddy had dreams
But he drank them away
And her mother’s to blame
For the way she is today

Life’s river shall rise, she said
That only the strong shall survive, she said
But I’m feeling quite weak, she said
Will you comfort and forgive me, she said

She says she’s still searching
For salvation’s light
Yeah, she wishes all day
And then, she prays all night

She said she won’t speak of love
’cause love, she’s never known
And it’s moments like these
She hates to be alone

Life’s river shall rise, she said
That only the strong shall survive, she said
But I’m feeling quite weak, she said
Will you comfort and forgive me, she said

Life’s river shall rise, she said
That only the strong shall survive, she said
But I’m feeling quite weak, she said
Will you comfort and forgive me, she said

Life’s river shall rise, she said
That only the strong shall survive, she said
But I’m feeling quite weak, she said
Will you comfort and forgive me, she said

Forgive me
She said
Forgive me
She said

See ya tomorrow!

5 comments:

  1. I love Collective Soul. Hey Buck, back in the day, did ya ever notice if a Beachboys song like,Surfin' Safari or 409? came on you would start to drive faster? I got my first speeding ticket listening to the beachboys.Dinner sounds rather good compared to the Big Mac I ate last night! I'll bring some Long Island wine if you'll cook. I'll even do the dishes!

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  2. LOL! I was just gonna say the same thing. You cook, and I'll clean.

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  3. I'm a paper plate person myself. You can eat off of them, draw on them, use them for paint palettes, drop them without breaking, but best of all, you can throw them away. I ate caldo (Mexican Stew)last night - I had to use a real bowl and wash it.

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  4. PS,I will cook any day, but I hate the cleaning.

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  5. Babs: You describe a thing I call "80 mile-an-hour music." And it ain't limited to the Beach Boys, it's been with me all my life, up to and including the present day. On the flip-side, I always keep at least ONE classical CD in the car for those times (rare, these days) I get stuck in traffic. Mozart does wonders to soothe the savage motor-beast.

    BB, Laurie and Babs: I cooked a lot in my last live-in relationship. She was a pretty wise woman who manipulated my aversion to cleaning VERY successfully! And she could cook, too, in her own right. I've lost a bit of weight since moving out...

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