This one is easy and delicious, but I don't know how to make every bit of it. You'll need some brow rice, some white fish, lime, ginger, black pepper, and whatever you need for the dishes that other people are cooking.
Make some brown rice first because it takes the longest to cook. Make sure to use enough water. Marinate the fish in lime with ginger and black pepper with a few hot chilies. After you make the string beans with peanut sauce (you'll have to ask Nick or Leise how to make them) and the lentils (You'll have to ask Victoria how to make those), put a little oil with a high smoke point in a cast iron skillet and get it hot. Take the fish, rub off as much of the prior seasoning you can, and put a fresh dusting of black pepper on it. Throw them on the skillet for a moment, turning them over every few seconds until the outside is just slightly burned. Deglaze the pan with the marinate and pour it over the fish as a sauce. It doesn't take long at all.
Yeshvir tha Dominator update: Recently, Yesh converted to an exciting religion called "Linux." He was babtized (sudo banp -t -x) friday morning when he used the MacOS program "bootcamp" to partition his Macbook's hard drive in to two chunks, a MacOS partition and a thrilling new ext3 partition. Yesh took a writ CD-R and placed it as an offering in the CD slot on his laptop. Upon restarting his Macbook, Yesh had an epiphany in the form of the Kubuntu live CD boot menu. Possessed by religious furvor, Yesh declined to boot off the CD and instead installed Kubuntu (KDE 4.0 version) to his hard drive. Lately, Yesh has been enjoying the speed of linux while browing the internet, but is forgoing the earthly pleasure of music because he has been unable to configure his proprietary soundcard. Yesh has also taken to eating vegetarian, stargazing, eating fresh chili peppers, burning insence in bowls of milk and blood, and shaved his pubic hair since he allowed linux to come in to his life.
Despite the urging of his close friends, Nick still refuses to open his eyes to the light of linux. May root have mercy on his soul. /amen/
EXTRA: As for that so-called "Christian Rock" band. A Youtube video of one of the members, bassist and lead singer Joseph "goodlooks" Roman, recently surfaced. It is presented here:
New York, New York- Members of the Christian rock band Abraham's Lot were photographed stealing a used bike from the New School bike stand earlier today. Singer/songwriter Joseph"Goodlooks"Roman and axeman Yeshua"Wildcard"Herod claimed to have heard God's voice before committing the deed. Fellow band member/drummer Nicholas"The Brain"Cannan was inside the premises spreading The Word during the act.
Upon being confronted by onlookers pointing out that stealing was against Christian teachings, the bandmates retorted "Stolen waters are sweet, and Bread eaten in secret is pleasant.-Proverbs 9:17" thus verbally disarming any potential whistleblowers in the crowd. Apparently they were able to remove the bike because the frame was not locked to the bike rack. Roman then proceeded to disassemble the front wheel subverting the unfortunate owner's locking techniques.
The bike in question was in good working condition. Authorities described it as a white, 10-speed aluminium alloy bike of European make. It has a dynamo attached to the front wheel for power generation. The incident in broad daylight highlights the greater problems the country is facing from the Religious Right and serves as a micro-indicator of ways and methods they zealously use to swindle money and resources in the greater context of things.
Authorities are urging Hipsters not to leave bikes unattended around the presence of Christians/Christian Bands even if they are securely locked. A Police alert has been announced for Abraham's Lot. They were last seen on the L (Gentrification) Train.
Dumfries,WV- Speaking to gatherers at the town hall in Dumfries, West Virginia McCain reiterated his stance on drilling in Alaska. He repeatedly pointed out to the fact that this country was facing extreme shortage of resources especially for the last two Bush terms.
"Although many American families have been facing acute shortages and feeling the pinch, myself included, we failed to look for resources in our own land; instead Washington became dependent on foreign resources for stopgap measures. This has resulted in millions of Americans losing their jobs especially here in West Virginia, Ohio and the mid-west in general. I regret some of my own policies in this regard, but I'm a changed man now."
To drive home his point the senile yet mobile Senator announced he would most definitely drill in Alaska for Intellect, not Oil as clueless News-media-at-large have consistently been reporting. Finding a VP nominee from Alaska was an eye opener for him and remote fishing villages in the great state of Alaska would supply America with fresh home grown intellect for ages to come, thus getting rid on foreign dependence, he opined.
At the end of the speech, campaign managers handed out free family-pack Crapola bars(limit 2 per household) to everyone at the gathering in order to promote healthy diet habit among the small town hill people in the state- another of McCain's pet projects if he wins in November.
I have uncovered a transcript from 1997 on Booknotes. I read it by a chance Googling but it turned out to be a very excellent interview with the most prolific Presidential speech writer in America, James C. Humes. Lot's of interesting things to be learned from this master of propaganda.
So, I know Target (pronounced Tar-zhay) can make great T-shirts. I've seen them in stores, at least in North Carolina. In high school much of my parent-supplied wardrobe came from Target, and in college me and my room mates would make Target runs to pick up things like shower curtains and whatever. Target is cheap but nice, and they do have talented designers working for them. Last time I was in a big Target store I saw that they had really hip t-shirts with designs that evoked feelings like using a flash-based webpage and looking at cool amateur screen-printed shirts in Union Square. I don't really buy clothes anymore, and I don't shop at Target either. There isn't much of a Target presence in New York anyway, except for later this week.
I have had the pleasure of helping talented designer David Stark set up four brand new Target stores in Manhattan. Target, wearing its sunglasses at night and giving a double finger-point-gun to passersby, is emphasizing its hip edgy urban brand image by opening the stores as "Target Bodegas" for NY's fashion week.
The stores are decorated like a cartoon bodega with graphic panels depicted common bodega products like junk food, soaps, cereals, etc and large prop drink coolers, ice cream chillers and meat freezers, all in primary red and yellow. David Stark surely delivered on what Target wanted, creating a surreal parody of a bodega with a few points of genius detail. The otherwise simple and flat mood graphics of the bodega products all have weights on the products (i.e. the drawing of soda lists the net volume, 1 liter.) that creates a subliminal effect that adds excitement to the otherwise repetitive decor. The fauxdega is of course all about the Target brand, so their bullseye logo is EVERYWHERE like a strange distopia wherein all products are Target branded. I personally feel that the rampant yellow and red is oppressive but when the fauxdega is packed with people (as it inevitably will be) it may contribute to an overall brightening of the space.
Other than the theme of "bodega" the Target fauxdegas have nothing to do with real bodegas. Like a chapter from my upcoming 900 page philosophical exegesis "The Metaprocession of the Hyperreal: Facade, Spectacle, Unreality in New New York*" Target executives decided that the Target brand-identity could be enhanced by showcasing their new products in a format that is closely related to living in the boroughs of New York City; a certain image for their mainly suburban audience, and brand-work/publicity for the beginning of Fashion Week. The fauxdega is a simulation of a vague idea of a bodega, it captures the basic look of a bodega while not selling anything that a bodega actually sells. To be accurate though, it isn't truly hyperreal: It is not quite simulacra because it is a first-degree simulation, but it is a purified simulation of the sort that Disney is best known for. Like Epcot, it cloaks itself in the image of a thing, but an impression, a parody if you will. Unlike Epcot though, and most notable, the facade is only a shell, and the yolk is a completely different animal.
The core of the fauxdegas is Target's partnership with notable designers, none of which I have heard of before. Disregard the fact that all products are designed, these products are designed by upscale designers, leaders in their field, or something to that effect.
The women's line has some vest-tops and tank-tops that are attractive, but just in time for fall and winter when pretty girls won't be able to rock them properly. The men's and boy's clothes involve striped polo shirts and puffy vests that are highly anonymous going-back-to-school clothes. I guess parents still buy clothes for their kids at Target. With the exception of of great looking coat by Converse I wasn't blown away by their clothes. A particular disappointment was their t-shirts. Their offering in this spectacle was plain white and black t-shirt when I know they have cool t-shirt designs. The shoes were Converses for the men, and the women's shoes were mostly high heels, and I'm not a fan of heels. There was a spectacular pair of vivid blue pearled flats from Sigerson Morrison, but no other flats. Sadly, no boots; this fall and winter, if you want to be the hype shit, you're going to want some nice boots. You heard that here first, right fucking now.
The housewares collection had some nice clocks and a pair of very creative tea pots. There are some surprisingly robust yet stylish toilet brushes as well. As usual, Target's housewares is a solid collection designed by Michael Graves, who was Target's first designer; the tea pots and containers will look familiar to anyone who has been though Target's housewares section in the past few years. Fortunately, it is a strong, clean looking style.
In my opinion the purses are too loud for anyone over the age of 14, and I'm not knowledgeable about the make-up selection, but I recommend going au natural whenever possible. There are also some lawn gnomes that almost killed me. They jumped down at me with their pointy caps to try to crack open my skull and feast upon my brains, so I can't really recommend them.
As part of the spectacle the fauxdegas are only open for 4 days. It took longer than that to set them up. Fortunately for Target there is already quite a buzz. People would pass by and notice the stores and even SMS their friends. I overheard concern about long lines and crowding in the stores; the consumer's in-store experience was definitely a prime concern of Target executives, so I'm sure the crowd isn't going to be too bad of a scene, and the interior designers have laid out the two stores I have seen (B'way & 11th st and 6th ave & 57th st) in a way to maximize the space.
I doubt that I'll stop by one of the stores, but they are certainly interesting installations in Manhattan. They are a sort of brand-art exhibit. We shall see if four days is enough for Target or enough for New Yorkers.
Here is a Target commercial with music and dancing:
...and here is the full music video for Calabria, which itself is a little like a Target commercial except none of the fashions depicted are available in the fauxdegas. One day I'll shop at Target and be the sharp looking gentlemen in this video:
*itself a facade, a spectacle, an unreality. I mentioned it to enhance my brand-identity
Alright, this a hypothetical situation assuming McCain still has a decent chance of sweeping the electoral vote.
Fast forward to October 2010. Its a beautiful day in the capital. The manicured lawns of the White House are filled with boisterous laughter of the Palin family. The children and grandchildren of the hockey- mom- turned President are playing with their new paintball guns gifted to them by their loving uncles in the NRA. Two year old (name-not-known) Palin is taking severe punishment from the other kids owed partially to his tryst with Trisomy 21. The gentle October breeze ruffles their hair, rustles the leaves and birds sing tiny notes lending the whole picture an embodiment of human joy.
Exactly six months ago McCains timely death form an idiopathic medical condition of his left cheek put Palin in the White House and in charge of the well being of unamused, 300 million plus American citizenry.
So far, she has failed them in all accounts. She went back on her promise of preparing home made meals for the National Guard. Funding was re-routed from schools to building sound infrastructure for Hockey stadiums. Alaskan Moose have been breeding non-stop for fear of extinction thus overtaking the human population there by a humongous margin and spilling on to neighboring Canada. Gas and condoms have been rationed for different reasons altogather. In general, the picture is overcast with gloom and dismay in contrast with the mood in the Presidential lawns.
Yet, the heading of this post reads "Sarah Palin delivers!" So do the headlines of the day in the NY Post and Washington Times.
Unbeknownst to the average American Palin HAS delivered - yet another baby that is. With a single stroke of rythimic pelvic contraction Palin has delivered more happiness and joy to the unsaitiable Conservative Right.
