Fucking finally! This is my eleventh winter up here and I still haven’t lost that love for snow that a childhood lacking the stuff inspired. It didn’t help matters that my great-grandmother was a schoolteacher*, so the house was filled with 19th century primers that always were written from the point of view of New England, maybe into the mid-Atlantic states. I remember them having little tables about how thick the ice had to be on your pond to go skating on it safely. I always felt ripped off in winter. I think I was able to build two snowmen in my entire life. Well, I guess I could build one now.
Well, the stars this week are showing a series of alignments that could be interpreted as a series of increasingly horrible events, but I choose (based on the maxim that the skies de minimus non curat) as an evolution through time of a series of events relating to one small group of people. Specifically:
These are based around the progression of the MERCURY RETROGADE – Venus retrograde coupling. It starts off the week aligned with Jupiter, then shifts on the 25th to aligning with Saturn. The first indicates sexual peccadillos of a ruler. Like an Edward VI/ Rasputin banging a Romanov broad thing. Saturn of course is the planet of endings, so the most straightforward interpretation is that l’affair nookie is publicly revealed on Sunday, but Tuesday is the final consequence (the abdication/assassination in the previous analogy). So don’t look at this sign as a warning that your relationship is going to end horribly this, but as an opportunity to mock and ridicule “your betters.”
So, Aquarius… your month isn’t starting out so well. You’ve got to deal with MERCURY RETROGRADE which can harsh one’s mellow, but also Saturn, which is a notorious drag on things. Take the opportunity do to things related to hunkering down, fortifying your place, repairing/reinforcing plumbing, and stockpiling ammo.
Everyone else just has MERCURY RETROGRADE that reinforced with the moon in Libra knocking things out of balance.
Lots of Majors drawn this week, and not all of them are reversed!
Aquarius: Knight of Coins – Utility, serviceableness, interest, responsibility, rectitude.
Pisces: Knight of Wands reversed – Rupture, division, interruption, discord.
Aries: 2 of Wands – Riches, fortune, magnificence, physical suffering, disease, chagrin, sadness, mortification. Honestly this overplays the downsides — it’s really talking about “rich people problems.”
Taurus: 8 of Wands – Activity, swiftness, great haste, great hope, love.
Gemini: The Devil – Ravage, violence, vehemence, extraordinary efforts, force, fatality
Cancer: Temperance reversed – Life out of balance, going on a bender. The implication is you got fucked up/pissed off/jealous/other extreme state and did something disadvantageous. But these cards were drawn in a different time and place. Still. Condoms are a good idea.
Leo: The World – Assured success, recompense, voyage, route, emigration, flight, change of place.
Virgo: 9 of Swords – Death, failure, miscarriage, delay, deception, disappointment, despair. But other than that, not too terrible.
Libra: Ace of Wands – Creation, invention, enterprise, the powers which result in these; principle, beginning, source, penis.
Scorpio: The Hanged Man reversed – Selfishness, the crowd, body politic.
Sagittarius: King of Cups – Fair man, man of business, law, or divinity; responsible, disposed to oblige, equity, art and science.
Capricorn: The Lovers reversed – Failure, foolish designs.
Bonus snow pic:
Sagittarius: King of Cups – Fair man, man of business, law, or divinity; responsible, disposed to oblige, equity, art and science.
All lies!
Happy Anniversary to SP and OMWC!
This is my eleventh winter up here and I still haven’t lost that love for snow that a childhood lacking the stuff inspired.
I learned to hate snow when I was an undergrad. I had a job in the University owned apartments doing odd jobs and maintenance. We got a storm that dumped 36 inches of snow. I spent an eight or ten hour day shoveling snow.
And then… because I’m not very smart, I move to New England.
I remember them having little tables about how thick the ice had to be on your pond to go skating on it safely.
When I was a kid, some moron decided to go out on the ice at a local reservoir. It never gets cold enough for long enough in the Philly area for that to be safe. Rescue crews eventually found his body.
Assured success, recompense, voyage, route, emigration, flight, change of place.
A change of place would be nice, but otherwise this doesn’t sound shitty enough to be true.
“I remember them having little tables about how thick the ice had to be on your pond to go skating on it safely.”
Thou shalt not worship false gods.
Conversely, buddy from MT talks about driving over the lake when it froze over solid as a a shortcut rather than needing to go the long way around.
One winter I went out on the ice on a lake in central NH. I had a nagging voice in my head the whole time reminding me of that guy. Then about half way I saw tires tracks from a Jeep in the snow on top of the ice. Then that nagging voice went away.
Local news had a headline talking about the frigid weather here in Cleveland. It’s the first time the temperatures had fallen below 0 since the long ago time of 2019.
Cancer: Temperance reversed – Life out of balance, going on a bender. The implication is you got fucked up/pissed off/jealous/other extreme state and did something disadvantageous. But these cards were drawn in a different time and place. Still. Condoms are a good idea.
no chance if any of that especially being ill
Cancer: Temperance reversed – Life out of balance, going on a bender. The implication is you got fucked up/pissed off/jealous/other extreme state and did something disadvantageous. But these cards were drawn in a different time and place. Still. Condoms are a good idea.
“How often do you guys go on a bender like this?”
“Bender? This isn’t a bender, this is night-time!”
Maybe I’m a Cancer and I’ve been lied to my whole life…well some people would definitely agree I’m a cancer…
+1 Air America
So…. expect Ghislaine Maxwell to be in the news a couple of times this week?
My crippled ass ain’t getting any of that, try again.
I’m fairly certain, as an idiot youth, I would idly type such words when bored, into the assignment I was typing up, but then just once I forgot to proofread and make sure they were removed before handing penis the assignment in.
Ps I’m black pilled like never before. I always had some vague hope that whatever seemed so miserable and insurmountable at the time would pass, and that brighter days would be there to look forward to, in the vain of “this too shall pass”, and with some plan that would see me to better times. No longer. Human nature is what it is. There is a world beyond this somewhere but once you’ve sunk this close to the event horizon there is precious little chance of escape. Neurology is altered so fundamentally that it becomes ever harder to reorganize the little grey cells back to some kind of healthy configuration. Neuroplasticity decreases with age and with continued reinforcement of the damaged configuration.
You know that there’s no actual evidence that neuroplasticity decreases with age, right? That’s just an excuse that old people use to avoid doing things…
This times about a million.
Get your ass out there and seek beauty, people. It’s there and doesn’t require any special insights or skills.
There are still good things in the world. Like the pictures of Lily above.
Amen.
Also boozy coffee.
On my second cup.
Take a look at the Coleman-Rider-Waite Ace of Wands and tell me that isn’t a dude holding his dick.
Snow belongs in the mtn’s. That is all. #lillyfanclub
Aquarius: Knight of Coins – Utility, serviceableness, interest, responsibility, rectitude.
Yep. That’s your fifties.
Oh, and thank you all for the B-day wishes. Very nice!
Congratulations! Should I be able to see the candle glow from my front porch?
No, that would be me burning down my neighbor’s unfinished building.
Happy Birthday!
Gemini: The Devil – Ravage, violence, vehemence, extraordinary efforts, force, fatality
How about my speech this week! – JRB46
Condoms are never a good idea bruh
Whoa… a Warty sighting.
I skipped it…might make him disappear
I thought it was Gregor Samsa.
Dude, don’t you listen to Dr. Fauci? 50% of the country is going to die of AIDS if we don’t rear condoms!
Jen Psaki: “My advice to everyone out there who’s frustrated, sad, angry, pissed off, feel those emotions, go to a kickboxing class, have a margarita…”
Sage advice to an ever growing desperate administration
Too bad the kickboxing studio went out of business during the lockdown, and the bar doesn’t have enough staff or supplies to stay open the same hours as before.
And it requires multiple jabs to get in, here.
You’ll have to settle for booze, then.
https://twitter.com/MidnightMitch/status/1484632906102460420
You know what’s even better than a kickboxing class, Jen? Using the skills learned in the kickboxing class on the insufferable smug cunts who are causing the frustration, sadness, anger, et al.
Maybe you could point a few of them out for me.
War is coming. They’ve tried every other tool in their toolbox.
Finally, things are getting back to normal.
Yeah, not grooving on that Cancer draw.
At least I have steak.
https://www.amazon.com/photos/shared/ZQsSTvRFQ2iFtWpUoDZ6lw.upe_76WqJJLRlSHyWU-2cb
Approved.
Steak. Handguns.
Nice.
Such yummy marbling; looks great.
5 strips awaiting the grill here, too.
Which cost more – the steaks, or the ammo in the pistol?
“Creation, invention, enterprise, the powers which result in these; principle, beginning, source, penis”
So much sex that I’ll be shooting sawdust by next weekend?
So, the second round of my foray into brines and marinades has begun. The meat in question was a random pork rib where there were oddly angled bones, but only in two of the five base strips. When I cut those in half to be more managable, I had eight pieces of boneless pork and two of bone-in pork. I put the bone-in pork in the same bag and the rest got boneless.
The marinade was made with “What I have on hand”. It is:
1 Cup Peanut Oil
1/3 Cup Lime juice
1 Tbs Fish sauce*
1 1/2 tsp Himalayan pink salt**
1/4 tsp Black Pepper
1/4-1/2 tsp Ginger Paste
1/4-1/2 tsp lemongrass paste
1/8 tsp Adobo seasoning
1/8 tsp Smoked Paprika
1/8 tsp ground cumin
1/8 tsp ground sage
1/8 tsp Tarragon leaves
I mixed them in a glass eggnog bottle because I found it easier to both mix and pour from the bottle than from the larger container I’d made the brine in last time.
* For one batch I forgot the fish sauce
** For the last batch I remembered the salt after I sealed one of the bags, so I salted the open bag and have one unsalted bag 🙁
I have the pork sealed in vacuum bags with their marinades and resting in the fridge. I will probably end up freezing most of them.
Next up – The beef. Unfortunately, I’m out of oil. Suggestions?
Butter?
bacon grease?
For a cold marinade? Those are solid at room temperature, let along the fridge. I’d need an entirely different technique.
I wonder if I could just swap the recipe into a brine by upping the salt and changing the oil to water.
you are just trying to trick us into believing you like flavor
I don’t know where that bland slander started. It’s rather tasteless.
I left off an ingredient – Fresh chopped green onion. It wasn’t precisely measured.
My beef brine is mostly the same as the pork marinade. But I ran out of oil, so I upped the salt, swapped water in for the oil, chopped up a red bell pepper and put a quarter of it into each bottle. I also swapped the Adobo for 1/4 tsp of oregano, switched to lemon juice, and increased the fish sauce to 1/8 cup.
Teen#2 quit Albertsons and got a job at Baskin Robbins to work with the recently unemployed Teen#3.
Happy belated anniversary to the shiksa and (((keeper))).
I was freaking out wondering where the Monday morning links were….
Pics of Lily are a high point of my week. That is extreme joy!
What a beautiful shepherd, too!
I don’t miss the snow at all. If I want it, I can drive a half hour.
Leo: The World – Assured success, recompense, voyage, route, emigration, flight, change of place.
That works.
GSD pups may be the cutest pups. Or at least they have a unique form of cuteness.
Yesterday was a disappointing day. Weekends are my times for shooting and actively living with a dog. I got called in to work from the morning dog park visit and spent the next six hours working. By the time I was off work and back home, it was time to put her to bed.
Yes, they are.
Sorry work fucked up your Lily time. I suppose dogs in your facility are a no-go?
Unfortunately, yes.
I did suggest that we should look into training dogs to detect rogue airborne chemical emissions. I even volunteered to head up the project and find someone that would make cleanroom suits for dogs.
Management is less visionary than I had hoped.
Heh.
They frown upon dog hair in the clean room?
I can see a raft of reasonable arguments against that. And I’m not even trained in cleanroom operations.
And yet, dogs would probably be a more sensitive and definitely broader-spectrum detectors than our current metrology.
They’ll only detect when their handlers want them to detect.
Very creative!
Bunny suits for the pups would be hilarious!
This should make your life better.
Frankly I’m disappointed in the rest of you who didn’t think of this.
It is objectively true that Newfoundland pups are the cutest pups. So fuzzy and roly poly.
Sure newfies are cute, but that’s assuming one has never met a corgi puppy,
one vote for aussies
Shih-Tzus.
Oh my GOD. Puppies so cute!
Alright, so that asterisk after schoolteacher —
Her teaching certificate is framed at my parent’s house. The number of subjects she was certified to teach was insane. Yes, reading, arithmetic, geography, spelling, orthography.. but then astronomy, meteorology, forestry, animal husbandry, geology…
Also her astronomy textbook is fascinating, since they were still debating the source of the sun’s luminosity.
What year was it published?
18-something.
There was a great deal of difference in scientific knowledge between 1801 and 1899
but astrology did not change that much
Heh, a package that Amazon told me to cancel yesterday just arrived. I wonder if I just saved myself 50 bucks.
Sometimes I miss snow and a proper winter. Then I read about winter here and am content to live it though you.
I put in most of my spring garden yesterday, except where I still have some lettuce to harvest. Later today we’ll be sailing out to try and spot some whales.
So… I’m going to get rich? Woo hoo!
‘Taurus: 8 of Wands – Activity, swiftness, great haste, great hope, love.’
The Chiefs offense completes multiple touchdown scoring drives in a rapid fashion against the Bills ending the game putting up fifty points which inspires great hope for next week’s game then we all make love to each other?
My man.
are the glitterbacks still in it?
Glitterbacks? I’m not aware of a professional football team comprised of strippers. If you happen to find one please let me know.
also I will bet 2$ on the Bills
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Steak and potatoes colcannon for lunch. I fried the cabbage in the last of my smoked duck fat. Holy hell they’re good.
colcannon – looks icky
All you mitteleuropeans are supposed to love cabbage.
not mixed in mashed ptatoes
Mama Pie’s duck and cabbage
https://photos.app.goo.gl/2qFZYR3emPSJpSbG7
That looks really good.
Better move it more solidly on that counter.
Food likes to find the floor at the worst times.
According to the Soviet expat, American ducks have far more fat and far less meat than Ukrainian ones.
That would not surprise me in the least. There’s both going to be a difference in feed used and a probable difference in species.
See, I thought the ducks in the supermarket were “Muscovy” ducks, which would imply they’re the same.
Fun fact, the Muscovy duck is a new world bird. It is unclear how they got the name, but were fairly unknown in eastern europe for a long time. Not sure if they’re even available in the region today.
The common Domestic Duck is descended from the Mallard, which has a range spanning both the new and old world.
I almost bought a duck this morning but they were like 50$ and I’ve never cook duck before so that was more than I was willing to chance on a fuck up. According to the farm they came from they are White Pekin ducks.
That would be a breed of domestic duck.
My grandma had what I believe to be Muscovy ducks when I was a kid, they were prized for being less noisy among other things. though the local name was Rață leșească, leș being on old timey word for Polish, so Polish Ducks. Anyway there are still plenty around
Thank you.
So we have at least two species and a variety of breeds in contention plus how and what they get fed…
Damn you libertarians for preventing truth-in-duck-labeling laws!
Also leș comes from leah which comes from Lech
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lech,_Czech,_and_Rus
I wish I had a dog like Lily (or a dog at all). what a good girl. After the child leaves for college I’m thinking we should get one.
Virgo: I’m gonna stay in bed all week I think. good grief.
Happy Anniversary to OMWC and SP!
also, since I was too late to add this on Morning links, but about the train thefts: yes, it’s happening elsewhere. there was a video a week ago of a group looting containers on a moving train in Chicago.
Yeah, I don’t understand antidoggites.
We still have some issues we’re working on. if KK ever comes to visit, I’ll try to con her out of ome lessons.
I accept steak as payment
I bet Lily does too!
Done!
I am not an anti-dentite!
“I bet you think they should have their own schools, too!”
“They do have their own schools!”
De gustibus an’ all. I’m a cat person and I garner their affection by leaving them alone, which is a total cat-catcher. Nothing like a cat curled up in your lap on a cold night.
Based WoF host
https://mobile.twitter.com/patsajak/status/1485095494736957440
ISTR Pat is one of the few openly conservative Hollywood folks
Yikes. I’m not ready for any of that.
Virgo: 9 of Swords – Death, failure, miscarriage, delay, deception, disappointment, despair.
Lovely.
“So Mrs. Lincoln, other than that how was the play?”
no kidding, things are going to get worse?
Sup Tres!
That would be lovely, thanks.
I just figured out the life hack for opening those cheap, house-brand wastebasket liners whose layers stick together so that you can’t get them open. I put a loop of tape on either side and pulled them apart.
Am I the last person on Earth to have figured that out?
I usually rub the open end between my fingers to separate the layers. I do the same with the produce bags in the grocery.
That usually works, but today I got an unusually recalcitrant one, and I finally got fed up.
squeeze between thumb and finger
rub back and forth along the edge of the opening
back and forth about four times fast and they usually pop open
See reply to KK above.
yup
my only contribution is rubbing along the the edge
if you rub orthogonal to that, the clingy joint from the perf can just roll…that doesn’t create any tension on the joint
Inflation? What Inflation?
Steak thief!!!!!