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Feb. 16th, 2009 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
which_chickSome observations...
1. Playing The Amazing Cascading Woodpile of DOOM!!! (kind of like Jenga for people who have woodpiles) is ever so much more fun under the cover of darkness.
2. Poundcake batter is tastylicious. (I'm using up eggs, is why the poundcake. Poundcake is five eggs.) It was tasty enough that I did not want to actually bake the stuff. I wanted to sit there and eat it with a spoon. I did put it in the oven, though I was probably not as diligent at scraping out the bowl as one would expect someone of my adult persuasion to be.
3. I do not like putting shingles back on rooves. However, if I have to be doing it, the rooves of the terrace are one story up, not very slanty, and relatively pleasant as such things go. (What? Hoof. Hooves. Look, it makes sense.) February is still a hell of a time to be reapplying shingles, though.
4. Heather's sticky buns are not like mine but are still alarmingly tasty. (I ate more of them than I should have.)
5. I make excellent brownies. The horse people say so. (Brownies are 4 eggs.) Just because Heather does not like my brownies does not make them bad. She also likes beer that you can't see through and "chocolate chips" that are pasty white in color. There's no accounting for taste.
6. I was watching a video on google about critters and such. It was called Earthings. It was kind of a rah-rah animal rights thing. However, I was pretty okay with the video until it got to the part where the just-skinned carnivore animal raised for fur purposes blinked at me. Might have been a fox. Hard to tell with no skin on it. Look, yes, I understand that when one would like to use the skin of an animal for some purpose other than covering the animal, one best removes the skin, mostly, by pulling it off in a tail-to-head direction. There's very little knife work involved in a proper skinning, an amount so slight that it would probably amaze the crap out of people who have never skinned anything before. However, the order of things should always be thusly: 1. Kill animal. 2. Pull off skin. Reversing that order, or omitting step 1, so that there can be an entirely gloved furbearer BLINKING AT ME IN A VIDEO, that is just plain wrong. It is. Fuck. Y'know, I'm going to be seeing that for freaking ages.
1. Playing The Amazing Cascading Woodpile of DOOM!!! (kind of like Jenga for people who have woodpiles) is ever so much more fun under the cover of darkness.
2. Poundcake batter is tastylicious. (I'm using up eggs, is why the poundcake. Poundcake is five eggs.) It was tasty enough that I did not want to actually bake the stuff. I wanted to sit there and eat it with a spoon. I did put it in the oven, though I was probably not as diligent at scraping out the bowl as one would expect someone of my adult persuasion to be.
3. I do not like putting shingles back on rooves. However, if I have to be doing it, the rooves of the terrace are one story up, not very slanty, and relatively pleasant as such things go. (What? Hoof. Hooves. Look, it makes sense.) February is still a hell of a time to be reapplying shingles, though.
4. Heather's sticky buns are not like mine but are still alarmingly tasty. (I ate more of them than I should have.)
5. I make excellent brownies. The horse people say so. (Brownies are 4 eggs.) Just because Heather does not like my brownies does not make them bad. She also likes beer that you can't see through and "chocolate chips" that are pasty white in color. There's no accounting for taste.
6. I was watching a video on google about critters and such. It was called Earthings. It was kind of a rah-rah animal rights thing. However, I was pretty okay with the video until it got to the part where the just-skinned carnivore animal raised for fur purposes blinked at me. Might have been a fox. Hard to tell with no skin on it. Look, yes, I understand that when one would like to use the skin of an animal for some purpose other than covering the animal, one best removes the skin, mostly, by pulling it off in a tail-to-head direction. There's very little knife work involved in a proper skinning, an amount so slight that it would probably amaze the crap out of people who have never skinned anything before. However, the order of things should always be thusly: 1. Kill animal. 2. Pull off skin. Reversing that order, or omitting step 1, so that there can be an entirely gloved furbearer BLINKING AT ME IN A VIDEO, that is just plain wrong. It is. Fuck. Y'know, I'm going to be seeing that for freaking ages.
