Thursday, May 15, 2008
I have trouble spelling minutiae |12:10 AM| Yesterday was spent cooking at Joe and Tara's, her double boiler rules.
Vegetarian diet means more cooking, which continues to be educational. I learned how to properly add corn starch to a marinade, so that it turns into a sauce instead of a glue. My previous attempt at a General Tso's recipe was delicious, and could have served as wallpaper paste in a pinch.
I'm still getting ready for the camping trip.
Man these entries seem more like press releases. That reminds me. A friend added me to his "Twitter" account, twitter being a service to aid in spamming your friends with the minutiae of your life. While I'll admit to some egomaniac tendencies, letting everyone I know about, oh, that I am late for the bus, that I am currently eating dinner, or my, that was a loud noise outside seems to be a horrid idea. My tendencies to over talk and over-contact are not the sorts of things I need encouraged. I find the whole thing distasteful. If someone needs an odd update on my status they can go track down whatever bizarre statement I've made my AIM status message.
The problem is that my memory is so flaky that if I don't blog about it, or talk to someone about it via a logged instant messaging service, it falls away from my brain like so much frost on a car window. When I review photos or log entries, I am reminded of huge swathes of my life that have otherwise faded into the background radiation of my day to day thoughts. Are there life lessons in there that I am forgetting?
I have trouble spelling minutiae |12:10 AM| Yesterday was spent cooking at Joe and Tara's, her double boiler rules.
Vegetarian diet means more cooking, which continues to be educational. I learned how to properly add corn starch to a marinade, so that it turns into a sauce instead of a glue. My previous attempt at a General Tso's recipe was delicious, and could have served as wallpaper paste in a pinch.
I'm still getting ready for the camping trip.
Man these entries seem more like press releases. That reminds me. A friend added me to his "Twitter" account, twitter being a service to aid in spamming your friends with the minutiae of your life. While I'll admit to some egomaniac tendencies, letting everyone I know about, oh, that I am late for the bus, that I am currently eating dinner, or my, that was a loud noise outside seems to be a horrid idea. My tendencies to over talk and over-contact are not the sorts of things I need encouraged. I find the whole thing distasteful. If someone needs an odd update on my status they can go track down whatever bizarre statement I've made my AIM status message.
The problem is that my memory is so flaky that if I don't blog about it, or talk to someone about it via a logged instant messaging service, it falls away from my brain like so much frost on a car window. When I review photos or log entries, I am reminded of huge swathes of my life that have otherwise faded into the background radiation of my day to day thoughts. Are there life lessons in there that I am forgetting?
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