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Pasta Sauce Recipe gone horribly wrong

[UPDATED with photos and a priceless finishing move]

This is a pasta sauce recipe lifted from southernfood.about.com. Using this recipe to the letter was a HORRIBLE HORRIBLE THING, and I’m tempted to put up a scathing review on the page itself, just so the author feels some sort of PUNISHMENT for what she’s done to my life this night.

Anyway, this is how I made sauce:
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Because I need to learn this eventually.

I’m sure Patrick will understand.

Anyway, for those of you wondering, the embed only worked when I clicked the HTML tab to paste the embed code pulled from YouTube… After I flipped back to the Visual tab, the embed code was totally garbled by the WordPress editor, and the result is a failed embed. Tears for all.

Looks ok now though, dunnit?

Currently on my whiteboard

I wrote something on my whiteboard a few nights ago, but I don’t really know what it means. Maybe when I’m older.

Here it is, for posterity (and so I can erase it and fill it with other things):

Fear of exposure/ownership/commitment
Leads to
Lack of Friendships due to
[ Never connecting with p\eople who share your passions ]

Wise beyond my years, huh.

I don’t know what to think anymore

I just sat in a chat room entitled “politics” and in the span of 5 minutes, was bombarded with a ton of negative energy regarding my current employer. I’m not going to mention them (though read between the lines if you want), but I was linked to NASAWatch, and it reads like a hitpiece on the government organization. Note that it is not an actual NASA website. 

The strangest part is that, the things they talk about, have nothing to do with what we actually do on a day-to-day basis. I go in everyday and try to save my team time and money, and hopefully I learn something in the process. I work in my own way: sometimes I walk outside, sometimes I close my eyes for a few minutes. They’re called breaks, people. Rocket scientists need them, too. And, through the breaks I am rewarded with amazing situational insight, ephiphanies that make my team’s work a little easier. 

I don’t really appreciate all the negative “shouldn’t they have thought about this?” commentary, especially since they haven’t walked a day in our shoes. Who cares if our email servers are down? They’re always down! That’s not the point — if IT was an actual foundation of our core business, we’d care more about it. More specifically, Congress (the people who actually make our decisions) would have to care more about it. But, it’s IT. It’s always crappy, no matter where you work. We just have more transparency than most companies. We also configure our own custom networks, and have to do paperwork on a daily basis just to get permission to try something. The IT folks are doing a fabulous job simply putting up with the system Congress and upper management has imposed on them. Hey, not like we do anything interesting anyway, right?

Anyway, IT is a silly thing to complain about. Email’s down? I’ll use a phone. Phone’s down? I’ll use my feet to walk to the next building. Maybe I’ll get a bright idea or something.

I don't know what to think anymore

I just sat in a chat room entitled “politics” and in the span of 5 minutes, was bombarded with a ton of negative energy regarding my current employer. I’m not going to mention them (though read between the lines if you want), but I was linked to NASAWatch, and it reads like a hitpiece on the government organization. Note that it is not an actual NASA website. 

The strangest part is that, the things they talk about, have nothing to do with what we actually do on a day-to-day basis. I go in everyday and try to save my team time and money, and hopefully I learn something in the process. I work in my own way: sometimes I walk outside, sometimes I close my eyes for a few minutes. They’re called breaks, people. Rocket scientists need them, too. And, through the breaks I am rewarded with amazing situational insight, ephiphanies that make my team’s work a little easier. 

I don’t really appreciate all the negative “shouldn’t they have thought about this?” commentary, especially since they haven’t walked a day in our shoes. Who cares if our email servers are down? They’re always down! That’s not the point — if IT was an actual foundation of our core business, we’d care more about it. More specifically, Congress (the people who actually make our decisions) would have to care more about it. But, it’s IT. It’s always crappy, no matter where you work. We just have more transparency than most companies. We also configure our own custom networks, and have to do paperwork on a daily basis just to get permission to try something. The IT folks are doing a fabulous job simply putting up with the system Congress and upper management has imposed on them. Hey, not like we do anything interesting anyway, right?

Anyway, IT is a silly thing to complain about. Email’s down? I’ll use a phone. Phone’s down? I’ll use my feet to walk to the next building. Maybe I’ll get a bright idea or something.

Creative Media in 2008

This was originally posted on the Bar Room Heroes forums. The original post was a link to a Lucky Star mashup that featured millisecond clips from the show to the tune of the Super Mario Brothers theme. Following this was a mix of IOSYS, AMV Hell, SMB, and related YouTube links.

A pointed analysis below the fold.

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Driving through the mountains

Made it to LA to meet up with JPN in Los Angeles. I got lost on the way though, and this is the route I took.

I met 6 people instantly, and of course I was terrible with names. I actually got put on the spot to impress, and I think I failed with style. We went out to dinner at 7pm, and had an interesting time…

But, more to the point, somewhere near the end of dinner, we had a stranger join us. She sat down right next to me after the circle of hugs, and was introduced to me and the guy sitting next to me, the two strangers to her at the table. JPN said she had to guess my name, so she turned and looked straight into my face. I’ve never been looked at like that before, and known about it. Ever. It was unnerving. And then she guessed “David.” I guess… well, I don’t know what to guess. I felt defeated.

I also went completely ga-ga and said something stupid and cliche: “You can call me whatever you like.” I can’t believe I said that. I think someone needs to chop off a limb or something as punishment. I mean, what the hell is wrong with me.

Anyway, to sum up the night: failure to impress people deserving of being impressed, and failure to respond appropriately to invasion of soul. Awesome.

Is it blogersation, or bloggersation?

So I was walking out of the house to go to McDonalds, and I felt like I wanted to listen to Mute Math again, and I had Plan B stuck in my head. Mend it all, etc.

But I got in the car, and Crystal Method’s Vegas was already playing. So I dismissed it. BUT, as I was pulling out of McDonalds, High Roller came on, and I was hit by a HUGE wave of nostalgia. The beat laid down by this track, mixed with the faux-space-transmission cuts just really resonated with me when I first heard it… I think I was still at RPI at the time, so I had this on loop for a few days straight on my computer, and then of course as I walked to classes I had it on whatever mp3 walkman I used at the time. Those days are completely and utterly gone, but I’ll still be walking down the street, and be reminded somehow of this song, even when I’m 40.

The best part is, dozens if not hundreds of songs can trigger such a strong memory in my mind. If I ever could focus enough to diary all the songs that do this, and make a mix CD of them, I think the CD would grow a brain and take over a Starbucks or something. No joke.

Effort: Trying hard not to hate

I really don’t like that I can hold anger in my heart for people. It’s just such a rare feeling for me to actually hate someone and have (if it’s even possible) rational reasons for hating them. They can be qualified and quantified.

I don’t like these people for reasons not limited to: their outlook on life, the things they take for granted, the way they choose to take the negative instead of the positive in places where it truly doesn’t matter (ON THE INTERNET), and so on.

I really hate these people, not so much that I would wish death upon them, but that I feel they don’t deserve to be happy, or something. And I feel terrible about myself when I realize it, or after long-winded confrontations when I look back on the position I’ve sided with.

So far, though, it’s 98% over the internet that I meet these people, so perhaps it’s the statistics of meeting more people in a public forum play a part.

A Tony dream (alike, not about)

I’m generally pretty envious of all the fantastically crazy dreams Tony (and Steven) get. Last night, I had a great one:
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