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Chicken thigh over diced yellow cucumber (both seared with soy sauce) topped with smuckers strawberry jam/white wine vinegar(latter donated by neighbors) sauce. I got a tiny bit of help with the sauce, but now I know how to do it (very easy to do). Came out great. The alchohol and cucumber were also very effective in cleaning up the dried soy sauce.
A guy who sometimes gives me advice on cooking was getting on my nerves. I think early on a strange dynamic was created by me openly admitting not really knowing much and him cooking up a storm (of simple meals), reinforced by my questions to people in the kitchen about their opinion on combinations and methods. Similarly, I'm his "go to guy" to talk about film now. Perhaps it is not so much his advice as much as his general attitude of cooking a certain way and saying "I wouldn't do that" when talking about flavors and food combinations, or "cooking over my shoulder" that bugs me.
So when he criticizes me for using the suds in the sink to wash my chicken greased cutlery, we got into a small argument about arguing about proper cleaning methods. Well, more he had his outlook and I was trying hard to understand it past the point of what seemed like naturalized/learned habits and practices that were never deconstructed or assessed, but taken as fact because "chicken is something you don't want to mess with"(for fear of food poisoning). I'd press on the function of soap vs. hot water and try and figure out where each one's role started and ended, and after a certain point his justifications went to insult ("I've washed a lot more dishes than you" "I don't think you understand how soap works [because I'm a science student and you're an artsy person") or back to me risking my health for doing things questionably. How the soap was ineffective was never explained in a way that belied understanding, but faith that what made some sense, was right. I fear I might be creating a caricature of a real person as the basis for my human interactions. This caricature adheres to provided formulas and prescriptions in numbers, methods, morality, etc. and will take what conveniently works without questioning or pushing for progress.
It probably is silly for me to get dragged into small attacks on what *could* be unhealthy practices on my part. But he eventually uses "think" and purposely avoids the word "know". Condescension aggravates me more quickly than most other things . Yes he's a physic major. Does that mean he's more knowledgeable about practical things? Maybe. Does it give him license to use something approaching tautology and cheddar cheese logic to say *I* don't understand something? I don't think so.
I was sneering at parts of "Grey's anatomy" for it's portrayals of some characters and some of the lines that I thought were cliche and self absorbed. Then I returned to reading " Jimmy Corrigan". And I remembered that we all (hopefully it's not just me and the 2 girls in the lounge) have our own outlets for seeking out fictional suffering to get moved by. Old age and modern day isolation stories, social(office, hospital, organization) melodramas, the sex ans the city movie, who am I to judge which is "meaningful" and what's hackneyed?
Saw Dark Knight again. Want to write a paper about superhero morality and how that relates to reinforcing or undermining society's acceptance of extra- or il- legal practices by the government to maintain societal order.
Yay batman! Yay CIA! oh wait, er... Oh fuck it, the entertainment is too good. Yay batman!
finished the layout for my next comic. 1 pager. between 10-13 frames depending on how you count it. It's about the universality of death :].
I've never felt so close to someone and then felt so scared that I might be delusional.
This is the Criterion DVD that I checked out from the library without reading what it was about (1: because it was suggested by Carol, 2: recognized the director's name as one I haven't watched yet and need to, 3: it's criterion).
"A girl mysteriously disappears on a yachting trip. While her lover and her best friend search for her across Italy, they begin an affair. Antonioni's penetrating study of the idle upper class offers stinging observations on spiritual isolation and the many meanings of love. Criterion is proud to present this milestone of film grammar in a new special edition double disc set."
As one that is educated about the world and morality by film(aren't we all? The director's notes inside the case say we are living with outmoded morality) I'm anxious about this film's impact on me, for I'll probably read myself into situations and emotional landscapes that won't or might pass before me in the real world, or ones in my past, unrealized or not.
A guy who sometimes gives me advice on cooking was getting on my nerves. I think early on a strange dynamic was created by me openly admitting not really knowing much and him cooking up a storm (of simple meals), reinforced by my questions to people in the kitchen about their opinion on combinations and methods. Similarly, I'm his "go to guy" to talk about film now. Perhaps it is not so much his advice as much as his general attitude of cooking a certain way and saying "I wouldn't do that" when talking about flavors and food combinations, or "cooking over my shoulder" that bugs me.
So when he criticizes me for using the suds in the sink to wash my chicken greased cutlery, we got into a small argument about arguing about proper cleaning methods. Well, more he had his outlook and I was trying hard to understand it past the point of what seemed like naturalized/learned habits and practices that were never deconstructed or assessed, but taken as fact because "chicken is something you don't want to mess with"(for fear of food poisoning). I'd press on the function of soap vs. hot water and try and figure out where each one's role started and ended, and after a certain point his justifications went to insult ("I've washed a lot more dishes than you" "I don't think you understand how soap works [because I'm a science student and you're an artsy person") or back to me risking my health for doing things questionably. How the soap was ineffective was never explained in a way that belied understanding, but faith that what made some sense, was right. I fear I might be creating a caricature of a real person as the basis for my human interactions. This caricature adheres to provided formulas and prescriptions in numbers, methods, morality, etc. and will take what conveniently works without questioning or pushing for progress.
It probably is silly for me to get dragged into small attacks on what *could* be unhealthy practices on my part. But he eventually uses "think" and purposely avoids the word "know". Condescension aggravates me more quickly than most other things . Yes he's a physic major. Does that mean he's more knowledgeable about practical things? Maybe. Does it give him license to use something approaching tautology and cheddar cheese logic to say *I* don't understand something? I don't think so.
I was sneering at parts of "Grey's anatomy" for it's portrayals of some characters and some of the lines that I thought were cliche and self absorbed. Then I returned to reading " Jimmy Corrigan". And I remembered that we all (hopefully it's not just me and the 2 girls in the lounge) have our own outlets for seeking out fictional suffering to get moved by. Old age and modern day isolation stories, social(office, hospital, organization) melodramas, the sex ans the city movie, who am I to judge which is "meaningful" and what's hackneyed?
Saw Dark Knight again. Want to write a paper about superhero morality and how that relates to reinforcing or undermining society's acceptance of extra- or il- legal practices by the government to maintain societal order.
Yay batman! Yay CIA! oh wait, er... Oh fuck it, the entertainment is too good. Yay batman!
finished the layout for my next comic. 1 pager. between 10-13 frames depending on how you count it. It's about the universality of death :].
I've never felt so close to someone and then felt so scared that I might be delusional.
This is the Criterion DVD that I checked out from the library without reading what it was about (1: because it was suggested by Carol, 2: recognized the director's name as one I haven't watched yet and need to, 3: it's criterion).
"A girl mysteriously disappears on a yachting trip. While her lover and her best friend search for her across Italy, they begin an affair. Antonioni's penetrating study of the idle upper class offers stinging observations on spiritual isolation and the many meanings of love. Criterion is proud to present this milestone of film grammar in a new special edition double disc set."
As one that is educated about the world and morality by film(aren't we all? The director's notes inside the case say we are living with outmoded morality) I'm anxious about this film's impact on me, for I'll probably read myself into situations and emotional landscapes that won't or might pass before me in the real world, or ones in my past, unrealized or not.