I thought I owed you a special Saturday post, and a return to routine won’t hurt me, either. It’s good to hear the hum of conversation around here, but I feel like you just depend on me to unlock the front door! Well, that’s ok. I don’t mind at all. The strip above first appeared way back in 1992. They’re still sitting on that same sofa.
Ladies’ Man
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135 responses to “Ladies’ Man”
Bob…I’m holding on to my 22 year old sofa just for that reason….it sleeps comfortably numb 🙂
Debbe, I’ve never had a pressure cooker. I do a little canning, but only water bath; I do a little freezing, too. I was about 22 or 23 when I got a slow cooker. I liked the idea that I could prep dinner in the morning, or even the night before, and just come home and put my feet under the table. I was an only, like Charlotte, and lost my Dad young. I got home before Mom, so I often made or at least started dinner.
Libraries…oh my gosh, libraries! The most wonderful places in the world!
sand, good to hear Loon is taking nourishment and is not chained to her screens.
Gary, now I’m having smoked pork olfactory hallucinations!
Debbe, close, very close. Will watch the whole thing when I get back from exercise.
GR6, yes Loon was left behind to attend a company function. I can attest that like certain pigeons she has excellent homing instincts.
JJ, Monday’s offering is a keeper. The fruit vendor is a marketing company par excellent, most think they are a tech company.
Jerry in FL, and Debbe, here is what you were after: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fNLhxKpfCnA
Debbe,
I, too, am blessed as you were. I have 6 grand children from 13 down to almost 8 and they all live within 15 minutes of my house. It is a real joy to see them grow up. I am truly blessed. God bless us every one.
Today’s TIP BlogSpot: http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/
Peace, emb
Denise, the pulled pork and the bacon wrapper pork pineapple (swineapple?) turned out nice. Not too bad for my first attempt on this thing. There is lots of pulled pork leftover. You are welcome to come over and have some (it is only about a 10-12 hour drive). 🙂
The smoked cheese was a different story. I guess it was just to hot to be smoking cheese. I went out after an hour of smoking and there was no cheese left on the rack. There was however a puddle of cheese on the baffle/drain tray. Sigh.
OF blew oddly just now. Some of the smaller jets came out at a slight leftward angle. Wind was also from the E, but that’s common without affecting the initial vertical direction of the jets. Perhaps a slight change in the geometry of the blowhole.
Actually, many spp. of whales have an asymmetrical blowhole, but I doubt there’s a correlation.
Peace, emb
Someone above said that the person they see in the mirror is not the same person they see in recent pictures.
I’d have to agree with that.
HOWEVER, I have face-blindness (Prosopagnosia) so I sometimes am not sure if I’m just not recognizing myself (which has happened, I’ve looked in the mirror and been startled to see someone looking at me!) or if it’s something else.
I’ve learned to recognize people by their hair, their voice, their figure, the way they walk, little things that trigger a recognition for me. When I look into their faces, I usually don’t recognize people. There are exceptions, but even then, some people I see every day, taken just slightly out of context, are unrecognizable to me.
Thankfully I still recognize my wife. 🙂 THAT could lead to some embarrassing moments if I didn’t. 🙂
We’ll be sitting watching TV and I’ll see an actor I know from a recent show in an old show, and she may recognize them right away, but I haven’t got a clue who they are until they speak. Then the voice triggers it and I know who they are. But it’s not always about the difference in appearance as one ages.
And yes, for total strangers, while young women may look very attractive, I too have found that the older women closer to my age are what I find attractive more often than not. Although I may not know who they are, I know they’re attractive. 🙂
Thanks Mark, although I enjoyed the one from Debbe also. Dave, are you serious? Although it’s been decades since I took a real psychology class or picked up a copy of Psychology Today I thought that I was fairly knowledgeable on psychological disorders. I don’t recall a situation where my own diagnosis differed from that made by a licensed psychologist. Having said all of that, I don’t recall a disorder specifically as you described. Is there a name for it?
Duh. That shows my own diagnosis and how I can forget what I just read. You said what the name was and what I have to do now is look it up.
Jerry, here’s the Wikipedia article on that disorder:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prosopagnosia
From skimming it, I’d say that it’s more likely to be neurological than psychological since it develops in adults as a result of physical trauma. The congenital form seems to associate with slower development of certain areas of the brain.
All I can say for certain is it’s not a problem for any of the patients I’ve met in our state psychiatric hospital.
Pulled pork and more pulled pork, Gary? YUM! I know nothing about smoking, but perhaps there is a way to install baffles so the smoke cools before it gets to the cheese, kind of like a still? It would probably take up some room, though.
Reading the comments of those who said they had it made me realize that Parkinsons causes many of the same problems to some degree. I still can’t believe that I ran into a guy that I had been working with every day for years. I thought that he was somebody else and I couldn’t understand why he kept saying he was Michael when I was sure that he was John. I also am directionally challenged. If I go into an unfamiliar building and make more than one turn I will probably get turned around. Trucker, a discussion that I have had before is what’s the difference between neurological and psychological. If it’s psychological it’s in your brain and if it’s in your brain it’s neurological. You can say that one is physical and the other is–what? That’s where it gets tricky. Where is your memory? Where is your personality? Different parts of the brain have been identified as generally being the creative part, etc. The brain, however, has a lot of backup systems and many people with problems in a certain area can relearn or learn a way around it. Fortunately for me the guys who put the wires in my brain are good at finding the spots that help my tremors.
The neurologist Oliver Sacks has written about this condition in “The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat”. I haven’t read it, but have read some of his New Yorker articles. He has studied all sorts of fascinating things and has a good writing style.
Two of my daughters have some degree of this problem — not seriously bad, but enough to be annoying for them sometimes.
And one of these same daughters is also quite “directionally challenged” — thank goodness for GPS!
Jerry, you sure do have a bunch of problems. I admire the way you don’t let them get you down. Best wishes for things to stay on an even keel for you.
Jerry and David, I can remember faces (that I have seen them before) but I have a hard time matching faces to names unless I see them often. Unfortunately for me, I seem to have a recognizable face so people I can hardly remember know me! When I went to my high-school reunion (20th I think it was) I only knew 3 or 4 people by sight. But then, I only attended that school for 2 years, whereas most of the others had been together since elementary school.
When I went to my high school band reunion back about 1999 (for those who had shared the same director from about 1965 until they closed the school about 1981) I was amazed by how little and how much different folks had changed. Some (to me) had only grayed a bit or put on a few pounds, others looked completely different (when I got home I compared their “new” faces to those in my yearbooks). Everyone knew me on sight since I was firmly in the new group (grayer and fatter).
One gal I’d wished I’d dated back then (she went “steady” with some guy the whole 2 years we shared in the band) was still bubbly, animated, and running the show, but I didn’t recognize her at all. She hadn’t had any surgery, but her long black hair was considerably shorter and well styled (I’m a guy, I don’t know the names of any ‘doos) and she’d lost all the “baby fat” from her face. One who’d dated my best friend was still a fiery redhead, but she had grown 3 inches taller her senior year and went from almost anorexic to perhaps 15 pounds over her ideal weight.
With their instruments in their hands they were all easier to recognize!
Make “new group” “first group”.
Arlo should benefit from the strengthened hand grip Janis’s will develop by using her ginormous new phone. (She won’t have to bother him to remove lids from jars. Why? What did you think?)
Re “smoked cheese”: As I recall from a cooking class I once took, some cheeses melt at a temperature well below 100 degrees F, and most others at a not much greater one…meaning that smoking cheese would have to be a very low intensity process, temperature-wise.
Dave, my comment was just that I rarely see the back of my head and was surprised at how much silver was there. My Mother never colored her hair and was blessed as I was in that the silver came in evenly. I was just shocked that it had come in so fast!
I also learned something today. I have never heard of Prosopagnosia. We all have trouble placing a face and a name from time to time and it frustrates us (at least me). Matter of fact, I always think that I recognize people but I don’t. I guess if you know your condition, it helps. It is also great that you have learned how to work around it.
I saw this on Facebook and I must say that I agree with the power of music. It can be amazing….
http://newscaster.splentale.com/this-newscaster-cries-live-on-television-the-reason-im-in-tears-too/
Denise/GR6, I know that cheese can melt at a fairly low temperature. The outside temperature was close to 80F. The smoke generator was about 1.5′ below the tray with the cheese with a baffle/drip tray in between. I had hoped that smoldering wood pellets wouldn’t raise the temperature too much but it obviously did. I should have had the remote thermometer to check the temperature but it was a bit busy checking the temperature of the meat on the other smoker. I guess I was doing too many things at once.
The next step would be to build an offset smoke generator to cool the smoke down more and have no direct vertical path from the smoldering pellets to the trays.
Or I could limit my cheese smoking to late fall/winter/early spring.
Snow on and off all day, not enough to stick. Will go to +30 or lower tonight, so some may be on ground demain, but will melt off. 0% precip. Tue., it says. Flowering crab is in full bloom. Mod. winds, so far. Strong winds will deflower it.
Peace, emb
Yeah, Gary, I suspect cheese smoking should probably be a cold-weather project. And the off-set smoke generator would be a given. On the plus side, smoked cheese is really good. 🙂