Jenn Boo-lari @dolari@driveinsaturday.org

They're here...THEY'RE HERE!

My house smells GOOD.

This morning I got it in my head to make a waffle breakfast sandwich. Using Belgian Waffles. And I made it.

When I finished making it it, I realized...I created a breakfast monstrosity. I believed myself a modern aged god, and created a breakfast from my own thoughts. I have flown too close to the sun, and feasted literally on my own hubris. I AM DAMNED FOR ALL TIME.

I got through a third of that sandwich before my stomach was all "No. I'm done. Thank you. For the rest of the day. Maybe the week.

It sits...in the fridge. Watching. Plotting. Always plotting.

DO NOT LOOK DIRECTLY AT THE BREAKFAST SANDWICH LEST YOU GO MAD.

...this is why cheat day is so dangerous...

The last few days for me...

...dammit, now I want pancakes.

Confidential to The Locals:

Is this any different from living down the street from North Bend?

Since I didn't realize the 25th anniversary of my name change was the 20th until the 21st, I'm celebrating today!

Low blood sugar, AND a few carbs to spare? Time to break open the reserve chocolate....

You know, my birthday is coming up....

[Thoughts Before Bed]

I watched Ready Player One as this Sunday Night's movie. Fun movie, full of pop culture references.

But the thing that really sang with me was it's depiction of The Oasis. They could have basically called this "Second Life: The Motion Picture."

The Oasis, and Second Life, is a world where you can be whatever you like, do whatever you want, and fix many of the problems of life you can't fix in the real world. It was FAR more exciting than the real Second Life, but when Art3mis says, "You only know what I want you to know...you only see what I want you to see...this isn't my real body...or my real face" I felt that in my bones.

I've lived seventeen years in Second Life. And a few months in Resonite. In Resonite I look like Zelda. In Second Life, I'm a young anime-looking brunette. Both allow me the peace of mind that wherever I go in those worlds, I'm ignored because my looks are so...conventional, compared to real life.

I really wish, however, Second Life would embrace virtual reality. My time in Resonite has been as life-changing as Second Life was seventeen years ago. I wish they'd make the move into VR, as that world would actually be better than Resonite I think. Second Life is a WORLD. Resonite is walled-in-garden environments. Both are good. But I prefer the world over a set of unlinked gardens.

This Week's Fancy Pants Meal: Hamloaf

I'm not a fan of meatloaf. Just doesn't taste good to me. But ham loaf? Something about using ham makes it better on every level. And Dean's hamloaf is some of the best hamloaf I ever had.

I have one of his mom's cookbooks and found a hamloaf recipe in it, hoping it would be the same, I decided to make it. It's not, but this recipe is pretty good.

Dean's had a sugary glaze and not a tomato one, and as far I know, no fruit. Seeing mango in a recipe from Central Pennsylvania, in the late 60s, was surprising. It adds a nice subtle sweetness to the hamloaf. Not the sugary glaze of Dean's, but still really good.

Still, it's a recipe from a mom somewhere, and comes with the usual caveats of the writer assuming you know how to put everything together (it never mentions to peel the mango, and to "cook until done." I've updated the recipe a bit to make sure it's more complete.

# Ham Loaf

Sure Cures for Hunger

1.5 pounds smoked ham (ground)
1.5 pounds ham (ground)
2.0 whole eggs
1.0 whole mango (chopped) (peeled)
None None parsley
1.5 cups bread crumbs
10.75 oz tomato soup (canned)

1 - Mix together the ground pork, eggs, mango, parsley, bread crumbs and 1/2 of the tomato soup.
2 - Form into loaf inside a bread pan.
3 - Baste with other half of tomato.
4 - Bake at 350F until the internal temperature of the loaf hits 160F.

Yields 5 servings at ~37.5 g carbs per serving.
Calories 496
Total Fat 12g
Total Carbohydrate 40g
Protein 53g

#cooking #thisweeksmeals

Wikipedia...

WIKIPEDIA....

Really enjoying my time in Resonite, and am slowly making new (and old) friends and learning new skills. I think I've found a niche for myself with 3D Drawing. Which I didn't know was a thing until last week.

I still look like Zelda. But it's a look that's growing on me. I'll switch to a new avatar as soon as I find one closer to me. But that's a bit more complicated than in Second Life.

I love my curly hair. Absolutely. I consider it my best feature.

But THIS curl is that curl I'd love to have:

So. Doctor Who's "Space Babies." I...I couldn't tell if this was bad or good. It was a lot of both. But I decided that this one shot, and what it is, definitely tipped it over to...Very Questionable.

Still not sure if I'm going to like this new season...but...this is...a...Very Questionable start.

So with everything going on these last two weeks, I was too busy to buy the weekly groceries and have been living off restaurant food and leftovers. I'm out of both today, and most everything here closes at 9:00PM, so you know what that means.

TIME TO CRACK OPEN AN MRE!

This is why I buy them. Emergency food, for Big Emergencies, and Tiny Emergencies, like today.

Today's was absolutely a "Breakfast for Dinner" MRE as well. And is ALMOST the oldest MRE I've ever eaten as this was packed back in October 2018 (five and a half years!).

It was actually REALLY good, the standouts being the blueberry coconut granola cereal (makes it's own milk!), and the hash browns while not crispy cause that's hard to do in an MRE, was super tasty. The apple turnover tasted a bit artificial, and the peanuts were ABSOLUTELY showing their age. The crackers and cheese are crackers and cheese.

Can't complain. I enjoyed it. Not bad for a nearly six year old meal!

So, how soon before we discover that Kovich from Star Trek: Discovery is Richard Belzer's John Munch and he is immortal force of nature?

::responds with the type of response you do when a wasp flies into your face::

No AI art, please. And definitely no unsolicited messages from AI, please. ::slams the mute button::

So, I've spent more days than not in the last two weeks in "Host Mode." Basically, trying to be a gracious host, socially mingle, present stuff to groups, and the like. Today was the last of those days for a while.

While I'm not an introvert, and can maybe be a tad overbearing as an extrovert, I do need to "recharge" on my own to recover. I've not had that chance these last two weeks. But now that I'm done, I can rest.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed doing it all. But I'm not just out of spoons, I'm out of forks, butterknives and all I have left are the steak knives, chopsticks and soup spoons.

Literally and mentally. 🙂

This picture doesn't do it justice, but when the sun hits it at just the right angle, it's radiant.