Of monkey roundups, Sarah Palin and dream foods
I would like to write a snappy introduction to Owl Meat's Funtastic Thursday, but for once I'm stumped. On the other hand, it may be my favorite one yet. Here's the Owl Man: ...
I have a bunch of stuff half finished, but I'm just not feeling it. So for this week's Funtastic Thursday I am stealing a cue from funtastic LJ -- Monkeys are funny. Who could disagree? So today I'm going to clean out all the monkeys in my head.
If you were an animal, what animal would you be, based upon its diet? I sort of stole this from the Top Chef zoo party challenge. In general I want to be reincarnated as a dolphin -- not even sharks mess with them, they play all day, eat sushi, and are probably smarter than humans.
Wouldn't it be cool to have a zebra that you could ride? You would be the most popular kid ever, except for the rich kid with the unicorn.
Here are some anagrams for "Dining at Large" that I thought were fun. Which ones do you think suggest the essence of the blog? I like Ganglia Tinder best.
Gaga Diner Lint
Radiant Niggle
Tangled Airing
Ailing Dragnet
Irate Dangling
Dilating Anger
Natal Diner Gig
Ganglia Tinder
Lading Ingrate
Landing Triage
Larding, Eating
Eating Darling
Genial Trading
Tidal Enraging
Ragtag Idle Inn
Gala Grind Nite
Politics aside, I find Sarah Palin very appealing. Apart from the sexy librarian thing, I would love to have a woman who goes out and shoots a moose for dinner. Now that's hot. Something about a babe who shops for dinner with a rifle is intriguing (and not like my last girlfriend who once tried to rob a 7-11 with a BB gun). The current VP has only bagged a lawyer at close range and lawyer burgers sound a little gamey.
To wrap up this random roundup of loose monkeys, here's the food that I had in a dream that I just woke from. Scene: picnic on the rooftops of Hopkins Hospital in East Baltimore in a wind storm. Food: Grilled whole chicken breasts on the bone slathered in commercial BBQ sauce and stuffed with tiny baby oysters in their shells which in turn were stuffed with tiny tiny shrimp. I didn't realize that the tooth-breaking impediment was a tiny oyster shell; I figured it was a piece of bone. Silly me. Well, the Dean of Medicine loved them, so go figure.
Ever have interesting food dreams? Sometimes I just go shopping at the Giant in my dreams. Other times I invent recipes in dream world. Mmmmm....dream food ...no calories.
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Comments
I'm surprised OMG left off Genital Daring.
Posted by: bra1nchild | September 4, 2008 11:51 AM
bra1nchild, I like to think that we are all fully clothed when blogging.
Posted by: OMG | September 4, 2008 12:14 PM
Oh, I love, love the anagrams. Ganglia Tinder works for me -- then again, so does Ragtag Idle Inn. Although sometimes this does devolve into a Tangled Airing...
I'll refrain from commenting on the first two comments. But I am laughing.
Posted by: Cheese Girl | September 4, 2008 12:30 PM
Owlie wrote: Something about a babe who shops for dinner with a rifle is intriguing...
I laughed, right out loud. Thanks, OMG.
Posted by: Bucky | September 4, 2008 12:30 PM
OMG - who's fully clothed?
Posted by: Piano Rob | September 4, 2008 12:51 PM
I like to think that we are all fully clothed when blogging.
Nah...it interrupts the rhythm of writing.
Posted by: Bucky | September 4, 2008 1:17 PM
Bucky, I originally had "GILF" instead of "babe" but that was not so much in line with Sun standards. Yeah, "Genital Daring" from bra1nchild left me with some unsavory images of people taunting their monitors. "Rhythm of the writing" ... nice one. I personally like to be ensconced in a purple velvet robe and wizard hat while I write. That's just how I roll.
GILF stood for Governors I Like First. EL
Posted by: Owl Meatings & Greetings | September 4, 2008 1:48 PM
"On the internet, nobody knows you're a dog."
Posted by: Retired in Elkridge | September 4, 2008 1:49 PM
Okay I had a dream recently about Keats and Little Debbie snacks.
Yes, not that interesting, but someone had to step in and stop all this madness about writing naked. As I understand it, this blog crowd skews AARP, and I was starting to get a little freaked out.
Posted by: Hyacinth Girl | September 4, 2008 2:25 PM
"it interrupts the rhythm of writing."
Hey Bubble Boy, I think someone (other than me) is mocking you....
Posted by: LJ | September 4, 2008 2:28 PM
Hey Bubble Boy, I think someone (other than me) is mocking you....
Y'all ran off the only other Colorado participant (that I know of...because I enlisted him) so I stole the line.
Eating Cheez Whiz sandwiches for lunch every day makes one sensitive, is the lesson learned, I guess.
(He still reads and took me, his long-time friend and poker buddy, to task yesterday for how I responded to Mary. So it's easy to cross into his zone of discomfort.)
Posted by: Bucky | September 4, 2008 3:59 PM
HG, Little Debbie's? Come on! I want to here more.
LJ, bring it. That just makes me stronger.
Posted by: OMG | September 4, 2008 4:03 PM
Bucky -- my father used to like to take several Velveeta sandwiches to work for lunch. I suspect that this dietary quirk contributed in no small part to the eventual bypass operation.
Posted by: hmpstd | September 4, 2008 4:30 PM
Velveeta? What's unhealthy about that? It's weird, but there's nothing artificial and no trans-fats. I consider it a post-modern deconstruction of cheese. Bravo. Boo to all you elitists.
INGREDIENTS: Milk, Water, Whey, Milkfat, Milk Protein Concentrate, Whey Protein Concentrate, Sodium Phosphate, Contains Less than 2% of Salt, Calcium Phosphate, Lactic Acid, Sorbic Acid as a Preservative, Sodium Alginate, Sodium Citrate, Enzymes, Apocarotenal (Color), Annatto (Color), Cheese Culture.
Posted by: Rev'Ed | September 4, 2008 5:21 PM
hmpstd - is Velveeta bad for you? Geeze, I lived on Velveeta grilled cheese sandwiches one summer. Every lunch and dinner. No joke. 90 days, grilled cheese sandwiches twice a day. I only bought bread, butter and Velveeta the entire summer. I still love them.
(I'm trying to remember what I ate for breakfast and can't. Maybe it was three times a day.)
Posted by: Bucky | September 4, 2008 5:29 PM
Rev'Ed and Bucky -- I have nothing against Velveeta, per se (I confess to a fondness for the Velveeta & Shells dinner, with the sauce that you squeeze out of the foil envelope). However, a 28-gram/1-oz serving of Velveeta (Kraft's recommended size) has 6g total fat (4g saturated fat), 25mg cholesterol, and 410mg sodium. Since my father tended to skip breakfast on workdays, he may have had 4 or 5 sandwiches of the stuff for lunch, and, while I doubt he got 1 oz of Velveeta in each sandwich, it all added up in the arteries over the years.
Posted by: hmpstd | September 4, 2008 6:36 PM
hmpstd, my father (may he rest in peace) found out that coronary bypasses, unlike diamonds, are not forever. After about 20 to 25 years they have to do it again. The good news is he lived another ten years.
Posted by: Retired in Elkridge | September 4, 2008 6:43 PM
Who cares if Velveeta is good or bad for you. It doesn't taste good! Bleh!!!!
Velveeta isn't cheese, it's what you feed to cheese.
Posted by: Hal Laurent, VoR | September 4, 2008 7:32 PM
Owlie wrote: Something about a babe who shops for dinner with a rifle is intriguing...
I can't wait to see what Tina Fey does with this on SNL. How to field dress a moose? Does it involve layering?
Posted by: Dahlink | September 4, 2008 7:57 PM
OMG - bring your grammar A game and I might tell more. [sweet smile for you].
We don't want McIntyre to have to come over here, he'll start drinking bourbon with Bourbon Girl.
Posted by: Hyacinth Girl | September 4, 2008 8:14 PM
Little Debbie snacks, Owlie? I thought you would hit on the Keats. Either you're stooping (I bet they have HFCS) or you have secret life we haven't heard about yet, despite your glorious verbosity. Perhaps both of you should tell more.
Posted by: Bourbon Girl | September 4, 2008 8:18 PM
I take my Velveeta with Ro*Tel, thank you kindly ... but we digress! Are there any anagrams of Velveeta?? My South Beach inhibited (sigh!) brain can't come up with any.
Posted by: MD Canon | September 4, 2008 9:12 PM
I bet McIntryre blogs with clothes on, smart clothes at that. I would be thrilled to drink bourbon with JMc; he's a gentleman, unlike SOME people
Posted by: Bourbon Girl | September 4, 2008 9:25 PM
MD Canon - you said it. The best football game nacho cheese dip is Velveeta melted slowly with RoTel chopped tomatoes and chilis, and a generous amount of red pepper.
Posted by: LJ | September 4, 2008 9:28 PM
HG, Little Debbie's? Come on! I want to hear more. Better?
BG, I haven't had a Little Debbie since I was in college and I'm sure they're toxic, but I am intrigued because they came up in some other context off the blog and a three-way Little Debbie confluence in two days is a little odd.
Posted by: OMG | September 4, 2008 9:29 PM
Are there any anagrams of Velveeta?
Veevelta?
Posted by: Bucky | September 4, 2008 9:33 PM
Dahlink -- I can't wait to see what Tina Fey does with this on SNL. How to field dress a moose? Does it involve layering?
If so, I'm guessing it would involve North Face and Patagonia.
Posted by: Cheese Girl | September 4, 2008 9:38 PM
Little Debbie Oatmeal Creme Pies
INGREDIENTS: Corn Syrup, Enriched Bleached Flour (Wheat Flour, Niacin, Reduced Iron, Thiamine Mononitrate [Vitamin B1], Riboflavin [Vitamin B2], Folic Acid), Partially Hydrogenated Soybean and Cottonseed Oil with TBHQ to Preserve Flavor, Oats, Sugar, Water, Raisins, Molasses, Dextrose, Contains 2% or Less of Each of the Following: Leavening (Baking Soda, Ammonium Bicarbonate, Sodium Aluminum Phosphate), Whey (Milk), Salt, Emulsifiers (Soy Lecithin, Mono - and Diglycerides, Sorbitan Monostearate, Polysorbate 60), Corn Starch, Eggs, Interesterified Palm and Palm Kernel Oil, Soybean Oil, Egg Whites, Cocoa, Coconut (Sulfite Treated to Preserve Color), Evaporated applies (Sulfite Treated to Preserve Color), Rice Flour, Nonfat Dry Milk, Carrageenan, Colors (Caramel Color, Titanium Dioxide, Red 40, Beta Carotene, Annatto Extract, Turmeric, Yellow 5), Sorbic Acid (to Retain Freshness), Spices, Natural and Artificial Flavors, Citric Acid, Pectin, Sodium Citrate. (Contributes a Trivial Amount of Trans Fat).
That looks wholesome and delicious to me. What can I say? Love is blind. And they're laced with liver cleansing turmeric (Secret LQTM).
Posted by: Owl MeetMeInThe Garden | September 4, 2008 9:39 PM
BG, come on baby, why you gotta be that way?
Posted by: Owl Meat LowRider | September 4, 2008 9:46 PM
Leave Vet
Valet Eve
Valve Tee
Vat Levee
La Eve Vet
Posted by: OMG | September 4, 2008 9:47 PM
Since 2/3 of Velveeta's total fat is saturated, that's not a healthy food since saturated fat is mostly converted by the body into LDL cholesterol, the bad kind. hmpstd can probably give more info on it.
Posted by: Rob in PCB FL | September 4, 2008 10:00 PM
I blog with the TV on, at home.
I'm gonna be away from the blog for awhile, coming up to Baltimore! Going to OC for a few days too. Since no hurricanes are coming my way here, I'll be up there to experience Hanna. woo. hoo.
Looking forward to seeing the new print version and to seeing the blog in print.
Posted by: Rob in PCB FL | September 4, 2008 10:09 PM
It would be entirely my pleasure to share a wee dram with Bourbon Girl, whose tastes are plainly impeccable.
As to blogging, yes, I do it fully clothed. Though sometimes in the early morning I don't trouble to change out of my sleeping tie.
Posted by: John McIntyre | September 4, 2008 10:46 PM
Dahlink, I remember reading somewhere on the net about someone who was asked to butcher a squirrel. They'd only butchered deer, so they took out an X-acto knife, and started in on the squirrel.
He ended up with a small handful of chops, roasts and steaks.
Posted by: Lissa | September 4, 2008 11:27 PM
So jl and lj, are they the same person?
Posted by: OMG | September 5, 2008 1:21 AM
Cheese Girl, I believe the presumptive veep did say her "favorite designers" were North Face and Patagonia--but you knew that, right?
Posted by: Dahlink | September 5, 2008 6:18 AM
Morning flotsam and Jetsons:
Saturated fat is only bad if you believe it is. Plus low LDLs causes cancer. Look at it this way: Don't wear a wool sweater in a Velcro factory. Take your protein pills and put your helmet on.
I got Wednesday's paper for the first time. The new design is crowded, busy and incoherent. Commencing countdown, engines on. There is stupid use of color for overly large unimportant photos. The blog outtakes and the top ten are lame. They make us look boring. The whole user generated content is a fraud and makes me feel like I was pinky raped. Go ahead, put that in the paper version. LMFAO.
I am reinvigorated and inspired. Time for a Frenaisance. Woo hoo. Check ignition and may God’s love be with you.
I'm so over Moose Girl. And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear. She went to five colleges in six years to get a bachelor's degree in communications ... in Idaho? Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare. I have a theory about how she went from normal mukluk sporting snow bunny to right wing Christo-fascist viper. She's got those crazy eyes of a cult member with skeletons in her closet. I’m stepping through the door. This is purely speculation, but I think she went nuts in college with sex and/or drugs and fell into a deep shame vortex or worse. And I’m floating in a most peculiar way. When she hit rock bottom she found the no-fun version of Jesus who wants women who have abortions to go to jail and Hell. And the stars look very different today. I see that glazey-eyed certainty that is the linoleum over the foundation of pain. Just a theory, but you heard it here first.
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go.
USA! USA! USA!
Planet Earth is blue
and there's nothing I can do.
Posted by: Owl Meat Gerky | September 5, 2008 11:58 AM
Can you here me, Major Tom...
Posted by: Rosebud | September 5, 2008 1:55 PM
OMG, you are saying that Palin did too much LDS in the 60's?
Posted by: Lissa | September 5, 2008 2:07 PM
OMG, thank you for your take on Moose Girl. I'm inclined to agree with your assessment and am sending that paragraph to friends.
D@L The Only Blog You Will Ever Need.
Posted by: Robert (the Single One) | September 5, 2008 2:19 PM
Just heard back from a friend. Don't know where she got it, but instead of Moose Girl: Caribou Barbie.
Posted by: Robert (the Single One) | September 5, 2008 2:36 PM
Thanks RtSO. I just released Owl Meat version 2.0 today -- now more meaty.
Lissa, in the 80s and (this is just my laser mind-reading opinion), that LSD may stand for Larry, Sex and Drugs. Larry being the most unfortunate of the Stooges and my new code name for unwanted pregnancy. Don't forget shooting automatic weapons at frathouse pool parties.
Well I'm standing here looking at you
What do I see?
I'm looking straight through
It's so sad.
Well I'm standing here what do I see?
A big nothing
Threatening me
It's so sad
Don't tread on an ant he's done nothing to you
There might come a day
When he's treading on you
Don't tread on an ant you'll end up black and blue
You cut off his head
Legs come looking for you
Am I on a special list yet? Oh, I've been on one for years.
Posted by: Owl Meat Gerky | September 5, 2008 3:12 PM
Dahlink was that " presumptive veep " or should it be "presumptuous"?
BTW, I checked my spelling in google and came up with RightyBlogs.Com - America's Best Conservative blogs. Although I've tried hard to remain neutral about politics, I have one comment "gak!"
Posted by: Joyce W. | September 5, 2008 3:56 PM
RtSO -- Caribou Barbie. Love it. I have a feeling we'll be seeing that one around.
Posted by: Cheese Girl | September 5, 2008 4:01 PM
Amen, OMG. I will also forward that spectacular paragraph.
Posted by: Stacy | September 5, 2008 4:18 PM
I personally plan to tell at least thirty people about Caribou Barbie tonight and also plan to claim that I invented it.
Posted by: OMG | September 5, 2008 7:18 PM
Joyce W., hon--gak and gack! And I can't believe that no one responded to Susan WNAJ's unkind remark about Obama and his daughters under the earlier thread. Perhaps we are all trying to follow his suggestion that families, especially children, are off-limits.
Posted by: Dahlink | September 5, 2008 7:58 PM
Re Palin: You've gotta admire a chick who decided she didn't need the prior governor's corporate jet so she sold it, on Ebay. McCain liked that part of the video tribute so much, he was repeating the story while stumping today. ("And at a profit!")
Only one problem -- she didn't sell it on Ebay. She ended up selling it to some Alaskan businessman. And at a loss, to boot.
Oops.
Posted by: Cheese Girl | September 5, 2008 8:39 PM
OMG - I meant to comment on this earler -- I see that glazey-eyed certainty that is the linoleum over the foundation of pain. That's tragically poetic. (And probably true.)
Posted by: Cheese Girl | September 5, 2008 8:55 PM
(OMG, I was making a Star Trek reference. It just comes over me like the Holy Spirit sometimes.)
Posted by: Lissa | September 5, 2008 9:15 PM
Dahlink wrote: Perhaps we are all trying to follow his suggestion that families, especially children, are off-limits.
Well, "all" sort of overstates it...
Posted by: Bucky | September 5, 2008 9:17 PM
Mr McIntyre, I meant to ask earlier: is the sleeping tie a bow or a four-in-hand?
Posted by: Robert (the Single One) | September 5, 2008 9:36 PM
A loose cravat.
Posted by: John McIntyre | September 5, 2008 10:36 PM
Thank you Cheese Girl. I worked on that one. Look for my Spanish cheese-a-palooza tonight in a later post. Mmmm.... muy saborosa.
RtSO, I would imagine a bow tie, but if it is a knotted dangling cravat a four-in-hand would be siply uncivilized. What is he, a caveman, a trolley car ticket puncher? Egads. A proper elegant gentleman (well, his valet) ties a half Windsor for its elegant line and symmetry. The four-in hand is for dry goods clerks and shop boys. For shame.
Posted by: OMG | September 6, 2008 3:40 AM
Dahlink, it was not an unkind remark. All I said was that both sides were showing off (pimping) their kids. Obama put his kids out for an interview on some tv show (I forget which one).
If only one party is going to be criticized for something that both parties do, that get's my dander up and I respond.
Posted by: Susan WNAJ | September 6, 2008 10:31 AM
Bucky, by "all" I was referring to the (mostly) civil majority here on The Only Blog You Will Ever Need (especially considering the venom I see elsewhere before I turn and run for cover).
But I will say this--now Sarah Palin has the librarians mad because she allegedly tried to fire the Wasilla town librarian for not agreeing to censor the books. Not a good move on her part.
Posted by: Dahlink | September 6, 2008 11:31 AM
Susan WNAJ, I'm sure I'm not the only person who is not thrilled by your choice of the word "pimping," regardless of party affiliation. These are little girls we are talking about here.
Posted by: Dahlink | September 6, 2008 12:47 PM
Dahlink and others: I am not the one who used the term 'pimping' first. Check out Rev'Ed's comments below. That is what I was responding to:
Posted by: Rev'Ed | September 4, 2008 9:11 AM>>
Posted by: Susan WNAJ | September 6, 2008 2:02 PM
I prefer
The Only Blog that Matters
Bonus points if you get the music reference and Rock Chicklet can't play. (Hope your broken wing is healing well). I'll buy you a drink at Woodberry Kitchen.
Pimping has become an acceptable figurative expression now. Using in in that way spews scorn onto the parents, not shame on the kids.
Posted by: Owl Meat MacDaddy | September 6, 2008 2:06 PM
Did someone say my name three times?
Merriam Webster: dictionary
2 pimp
Function: verb
Date: 1636
intransitive verb
: to work as a pimp
transitive verb
: to make use of often dishonorably for one's own gain or benefit
The last definition is perfectly on target. I think the dictionary is a solid authority (no offense OwlDaddy).
You gots to keep your dictionary hand strong and yer word chalice full.
Posted by: Rev'Ed | September 6, 2008 2:30 PM
Well, I think we can all agree that "pimpin ain't easy."
Posted by: Robert of Cross Keys | September 6, 2008 2:57 PM
Well, I think we can all agree that "pimpin ain't easy."
Especially in Cross Keys.
Posted by: OMG | September 6, 2008 4:17 PM
You might me surprised what goes on in Cross Keys.
Posted by: Robert (the Single One) | September 6, 2008 4:55 PM
Okay Susan WNAJ--I will backtrack a bit. I thought that you had introduced the p-word into this thread. I had read what RevEd had written, but somehow it didn't register. I still think it's an ugly word, even if members of the Academy thought it was worthy of an Oscar a year or so ago.
Just remember, people--we all have to live together after this election is over!
Posted by: Dahlink | September 6, 2008 5:38 PM
Just as many words before it, "pimp" has entered popular usage with a different usage than a few generations ago. Consider two movies, made not quite 50 years apart, and think how the meaning of words has changed: The Gay Divorcee (1934) and Zorro, the Gay Blade (1981).
Posted by: Retired in Elkridge | September 6, 2008 6:52 PM