Archive for March, 2008
Cooking with… John – this time biscuits
Posted by smokingpen in Odds-n-Ends on March 31, 2008
Well, got a hankering for buttermilk biscuits and looked up a recipe (or several) I could alter so that it was gluten free (GF).
The reason: Erin has been hankering KFC biscuits of late and I will go and buy them when she wants them and when KFC is open. I’m jealous.
So, I found a recipe and decided to substitute a GF All Purpose flour for the all purpose flour the recipe called for. I went to the store, bought the ingredients and then had to go back to the store a couple of times in order to get the rest of the ingredients I needed because I discovered we didn’t have enough things.
On the plus side, the dough was workable… Erin and I discovered (mostly Erin) that GF doughs were often sticky and more of a batter than a dough. The outcome is (really, really) messy.
Anyway, worked the biscuits, bought the ingredients, and baked them. They did not turn out. I will, probably, need to look at a variety of recipes to include GF ones to see what I can do the next time to improve the outcome.
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What Happened Between Friday and Today
Posted by smokingpen in Odds-n-Ends on March 31, 2008
Okay. Not a lot. Friday night Erin and I drove to Salt Lake so Erin could get her hair cut by Kelly. Kelly is a friend of mine that I met when doing Crimes of the Heart, which makes for a fun time when we go for a visit… mostly when Erin is getting her hair cut and done. This time, she was getting color added or removed or highlighted or something…. I actually spent the fist few minutes playing Guitar Hero and then did some homework that I didn’t have to do, but allowed my group in eLang to get information we needed to make an educated determination about some modern translations of Beowulf. Wicked fun, I am sure.
After that we went home.
Saturday is exactly what Saturday always is… we get up, putter around the house, clean a bit, run errands, avoid people, and then end up at home together still avoiding people. Sure. It would be cool if people wanted to hang with us… and sometimes we go out of our way to spend time with other people.
There was a bit, earlier in the week, about us going on a road trip, leaving Friday, coming back Sunday… but that didn’t pan out. Erin is still feeling ill most days (we are at, about, week 15). As a result, and because of other things, we decided that a long trip (eight hours one way) was not conducive to Erin‘s current state as a pregnant mom-to-be.
On Saturday we rented three movies, all relatively new releases. First was Dan in Real Life. This was an interesting movie. It stars Steve Carrel and has him as an advice columnist of sorts, a widower, and father of three girls, two of whom are teens. The film doesn’t offer more information than is necessary to allow the story to move forward. I am not, exactly, a fan of Steve Carrel, though people like to talk about his TV show The Office. His commedies are… stupid. And yet, this movie comes across more as a drama than a comedy – a dramedy maybe.
Anyway, it was enjoyable… very, very enjoyable.
Yesterday (Sunday) we watched Enchanted a Disney movie. At the time this movie was in theaters, people were raving about it. At different times, I heard people tell me that this was the best movie, coming out of Disney, they’d seen in a while. And then I watched the movie. I didn’t like it – I liked the ending, though… kind of surprised we made it that far.
The point, though, is that the movie starts and tries to shove an ENTIRE Disney animated movie into something like ten minutes. And then Amy Adams, Gisselle, gets pushed down a well, enters the real world, and begins to find that Happily Ever After doesn’t always happen. The movie was… uncomfortable; the animals (cartoon) were actually rather abusive, closer to the Simpson’s internal cartoon series Itchy and Scratchy than a Disney movie. At one point I think I looked at Erin and said, “If this doesn’t get better soon I am going to turn it off.” By the time we were done, we were done with the movie. This movie just didn’t come off as great as everyone thought it would and caused me to want to watch The American President for a blurb toward the end of the movie where the president is telling one of his staff members why people drink sand when they can find water in the desert:
People drink the sand because they don’t know the difference.
The movie actually turns the traditional fairy-tale story on its head, with the girl being the rescuer and the guy needing rescuing (in the end), it removes the notion that you can love someone immediately, and it promotes different ideals, such as dating and actually finding out if there is something in common between you and your true love.
Even with the on its head nature of the movie, it wasn’t very good and I think people are so desperate for Disney to return to the kinds of movies that made it a household name that they are willing to accept the 2D animation combined with live action and CG (chipmunk) and to accept animals hitting each other, knocking each other around, and more (in the beginning of the movie)…. This is sand. The movie is sand and not water. I think it’s pretty sad.
Finally, we also watching In the Land of Women. This movie was… odd. Basically, a man (26) who writes adult oriented movies breaks up with is girlfriend, decides to visit his grandmother (who claims she is dying) in Minnesota (north-mid-west), meets a neighbor whose husband is cheating on her, and spends time with her 17 year old daughter, and ends up having a life changing experience all the while talking about John Hughes films and realizing what is right in front of their faces.
This movie had a lot of potential and felt more biopic and poorly directed than anything else. The actors were all top-notch, and yet the acting came across as… BAD. We enjoyed the movie, sort of. And in the end, you know… I don’t have a lot to say about this except it wasn’t really worth watching and certainly isn’t something worth buying. Sometimes, I just wonder how a movie gets greenlit, financed, actors hired, time spent, and then distributed. Sometimes I sit there and think, “I can TOTALLY do better than that.”
And yet, school, work, and other things get in the way pretty constantly.
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Updated IOTW — expanded entry on Exposition
Posted by smokingpen in On Writing on March 31, 2008
Updated IOTW — weekly post
Posted by smokingpen in Odds-n-Ends on March 29, 2008
I updated IOTW… the entry is on the nature of the crime procedural. Go, see, read, enjoy.
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Cooking with… John
Posted by smokingpen in Odds-n-Ends on March 28, 2008
Yesterday, after having signed up for, and playing with (for a few days), StumbleUpon.com, a site that has a lot of different recipes on it. As I was browsing through the site (briefly) before hitting the button to move on to the next site, I saw a picture of Sweet and Sour Pork. I was immediately intrigued. After work, I spoke to Erin, briefly, about making it (mostly gauging her level of interest), and then raced off to the store to buy the needed items.
If you are interested you can find the recipe here.
Upon returning home I alighted to the kitchen, grabbing my computer, and started to put together the bits and pieces that go into making Sweet and Sour Pork.
At the outset, I didn’t have any idea how long this would take and had some materials that once opened had to be cooked. So, they got cooked along with the regular portions. Amazingly enough there was enough sauce and marinade and sweet and sour for the portions of meat that I cooked.
What caught me (a little) off guard was the distinct lack of a meat tenderizer that we don’t have. So, I took the rolling pin that we have and beat the tar out of the tenderloin on top of a cutting board. I would not suggest this as having to clean the rolling pin was a pain in the **woo-hoo**. However, the pork tenderloin was sufficiently tenderized and then dumped into a ziplock bag with the marinade which was all shoved into the refrigerator for a bit of time.
The thing about most American-Asian foods is the need for Teriyaki sauce… one of the key ingredients of Teriyaki sauce is wheat and so, I have to be careful before buying this. Fortunately, Erin found some a while back and I didn’t have to worry about that.
One of the other elements of American-Asian cooking is Sesame Oil… again, Erin had purchased some for a dinner she had planned for us, probably stir-fry, but (before going to the store) we didn’t have a lot left. By the time I was done with the first portion of the marinade, I was out of Sesame Oil (nasty taste on its own if you care to know), but fortunately bought some more at the store.
Anyway, there were a lot of little bits that all had to come together to make the meal work. For example, you serve this with rice. I wasn’t interested in fried rice, though I do know how to cook that; and had to start a pot of white rice (the remnants sitting the refrigerator so I can quickly have Sweet and Sour Pork quickly in the next day or so), I had to have the sweet and sour sauce simmering while I worked the pork; and I had to adapt the simple recipe for breading from the wheat based ingredients to a gluten-free friendly recipe.
Making the breading gluten-free I decided to go with Bob’s Mill Gluten-Free All Purpose Flour… the other half was corn starch (which actually surprised me).
Once the pork was done marinating, I pulled it from the fridge and dumped the contents into the breading and then pulled a wooden (actually bamboo, don’t tell) spoon and pushed and pulled and mixed and everything through the flour to make sure everything was sufficiently covered.
While I was covering the pork with flour I had four cups of oil heating up in our wok waiting for me to get done. At first, I thought I could cook the whole bowl of pork at once, but then discovered that wasn’t possible. In the cooking phase, I found it interesting that you cook the pork pieces for three minutes, put them on paper towels, let them drain (and the oil heat up again) and then put them back into the oil for two more minutes. In this instance, I cooked half, let it drain, cooked the other half, checked the sweet and sour sauce, put the first half back in, dumped (and stirred) the first half into the sweet and sour sauce; and then did the same with the second half.
When the pork was all in the sweet and sour sauce I started the arduous process of cleaning the kitchen. Honestly, I don’t think there was a mixing bowl unused, a wooden (bamboo) spoon, measuring cup, measuring spoon, and etc. not used. The pile of dishes was actually on the verge of excessive.
I stopped that process as the rice finished cooking, asked Erin if she wanted some – RIGHT NOW – and then filled a plate with rice and sweet and sour pork and sat down to eat, far too quickly.
I think the process took me about an hour and a half to two hours. Cleaning took me between an hour and an hour and a half. When all was said and done I was done with the day. Granted, the cooking was good; I appreciated the fact that I found a recipe that was good and filling and that Erin liked (she commented that I experiment with foods and flavors too much and was surprised that this one came out well). In the end, I discovered I really enjoyed the process and, if for no other reason, signing up to a new website that will probably spam me way to much was totally worth it.
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The Emphatic Act of Belonging
Posted by smokingpen in Odds-n-Ends on March 27, 2008
Erin and I missed everything yesterday. We stayed at home sick and were glad of it.
When we got back into our lives today, the only thing that we discovered is that life may have happened without us, and we were not (really) missed as a result of it.
That is not to say that nothing happened yesterday. Instead, I did go to the store for food that Erin was willing to eat. While there, I bought stuff I thought I was willing to eat only to discover that between how I felt and the OTC medications I was taking, I was not (exactly) thrilled to be eating – period.
As a result, I went to bed, last night, and woke up this morning not having eaten a whole heck of a lot. That needs to change and I realize that not eating because I don’t feel like eating is not a good thing. In fact, it’s a very bad thing.
That, and I can never remember whether you feed the flu or starve the flu or feed the cold or starve the cold or… GAH!!!!
Regardless, we, I, are back to work, back to life, and back to the frustrations that accompany all of that.
Tonight I get to go through five lines of an Old English version of Beowulf. I have to translate it into modern English and then parse it. Fortunately, one of my classmates sent a rather lengthy email explaining what parsing means. This will, I am betting, help immensely in the process of working through the assignment. Of course, I still need to write five one-page response papers that were described as, “closer to a movie review or my opinion of a movie I just saw….”
Being sick will prove to be very entertaining, I am sure. Though I don’t know who will receive the entertainment.
Anyway, I was not entirely missed (though the process of “calling-in” sick was not followed by all parties involved) as my boss emailed me to a) let me know he had looked for me and could not find me; and b) that the wiki’s I’d been asking about for additional resources and information were available and ready for me to start using. Other than that, and a trip to the store, nothing much happened.
And as I say that, Erin actually got tired of watching The Cosby Show which was an interesting thing to behold. I was expecting to make it all the way through Season 2 before she would get tired, but hours of Cosby in a row can tire people out. She is convinced that I am a closet fan of the show; but I have to disagree with her on that one. With my disagreement, though, I am sure Erin has collected (at least mentally) examples to prove me wrong.
We did (both of us) miss our monthly appointment with the research doctor for new research vitamins and such. Erin called and set up a new appointment. She tells me she is doing well, though today her blood pressure was a little high – the nurse taking it thought it might’ve been the result of her hurrying from the car to the hospital. Apparently, we get to have the next ultrasound in a few weeks and there we will also get to find out of we are having a little boy or a little girl.
Before marrying me, Erin was pretty set on boys; since marrying me, she’s decided we need (at least first child) a little girl. Before anyone decides to ask questions: No, we don’t have any names picked out for boy or girl… well, I believe skunkweed, rhododendron, and gladiolus are all perfectly fine names for a boy or girls. At least, that is what I say when we start talking names. So, if’n you ask, you know (in advance) the names we are considering.
Regardless, we are excited either way, boy or girl.
On to other things:
I am very interested in driving. As, I am sure, has been stated before, I drove semis after my LDS mission to have the opportunity AND to get away from 24/7 shadows (e.g. mission companions). The result was an experience I still talk about, and one that I would never suggest anyone ever do. Truth told, most of the people I know would not fit within the strict mold of what it takes to be a successful truck driver.
In case you are curious:
- ability to lie with a straight face
- doesn’t need nor care for the company of other people
- can live with their own thoughts
- can live with the consequences of their own thoughts
- doesn’t mind not bathing for days/weeks on end
- doesn’t mind others not bathing for days/weeks on end
- cares at all about the future
- doesn’t care whether or not they are available – ever
- and etc….
This is only important if you care. If you don’t then ignore my list (above) and understand that the joy of driving, fahrvergnügen, is one of my reasons for driving semis. I still hold that (personal) joy and look (on occasion) for opportunities to get behind the wheel and just drive. I think, lately, the possible need may be back. Anyway, as I was surfing a variety of websites, today, I came across one (MSNBC) that showed the Top 10 scenic drives in the world.
I was interested in Utah and since the U.S. Government and Department of the Interior actually create and maintain (not only) a list of Scenic Byways as well as having an official designation on some roads, well… I discovered this site.
If you have the same malady as me: Fahrvergnügen, then you might enjoy looking up your area of the United States and finding a scenic byway you would enjoy exploring.
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Exposition
Posted by smokingpen in On Writing on March 26, 2008
–This should be at IOTW and I will probably write something (or copy this) over there as well–
This comes in response to a question in the comments by a man named John Hattaway (and, no Rebecca, this is not me playing at multiple personalities) who wanted to know what I meant (over at IOTW) when I used the word exposition in description of something Neil Gaiman wrote.
What is exposition?
Exposition is what is used, most frequently, when it comes to technical manuals or non-fiction. Essentially, it is the process of telling something rather than showing it to the audience. When you show something, there is a different feel to the way it is written and, ultimately, how it is to be received by the audience. For technical manuals and non-fiction, the reading audience expects to be given a lot of information and not have an exploration of material shared over the course of the work. As a result, the technical manual will tell you a lot of things. How to do this, why that works, and more.
However, when you move from non-fiction into fiction, one of the rules of writing is show don’t tell. Tell is when an author drops out of a direct interaction with the POV character (often the protagonist) and just tells the audience what is happening or what took place. Because exposition (tell) is necessary for all stories and all forms of storytelling, the level of exposition in a book (story, television show, movie, and more) is weighed against the narration of the story – or how the story is being shared with the reader (or the share).
Essentially:
Cassandra stood at the edge of the Great Mississippi River and looked across it to the other side. She knew, without making any kind of a move toward the river, that she would never be able to cross over. Something in the back of her head told her, that she’d tried before, once or a thousand times didn’t matter. No matter how much she wanted to cross the river she couldn’t and in this incarnation she wasn’t about the waste the effort.
What I did there was tell the audience a lot of information.
In Stardust there are points where Gaiman tells the audience that his protagonist and the star visited towns, had adventures, and ended up where they needed to be. At no point do you actually visit those towns, share in those adventures, and see actually how they got to be where they were meant to be.
So, consider:
“What are we waiting for?” Thomas asked.
Cassandra turned and looked at her familiar, her friend, and her horse. “We’re not waiting. I am watching,” Cassandra said. She brushed the two Navy Colt .45′s on her waste.
“What are you watching?” Thomas asked. He bent his head to the ground and at some grass, sniffing at the ground and nickering at the same time.
“Nothing,” she said, turning away from the river and approaching Thomas. She patted his flanks and grabbed at one of his hocks to check the hoof for rocks and to make sure the steel shoe was still in place. Thomas continued to eat.
“Why do we keep coming back here?”
“Because,” Cassandra said, running her hand over Thomas’s flank and grabbing another of his hocks.
The difference between the first and second blockquote element of the blog is essentially I am telling you information and I am allowing you to share in the relationship between Cassandra and Thomas. You are a part of the scene and, because I have chosen who the POV character is and who you, as the audience, have to trust as the narrator. However, as the writer, I also have to make sure you, as the audience, receive information that is necessary and pertinent to the flow of the story.
A professor of mine called the show aspect of story telling, “What does the little bird see?” What that means is that the POV character has to be able to see what you as the writer are sharing with the audience and as a result discover what is happening in the world around that character with him or her or it. This is a good rule of thumb for show.
However, when it comes to tell, or exposition, you are literally sharing something with the audience that the audience needs to know in order to be a part of the story. As a result, books (all story telling medium) has to balance the amount of show with tell and some books will go so far as to give percentages that should be followed. Author Robert Parker actually uses very little tell and a lot of show in his novels. Neil Gaiman uses a bit more tell in his stories as he moves the audience along with them to get them through time or to another point in the story. I noticed that Tim Pratt (writing as T.A. Pratt these days) uses a smaller percentage of tell than Gaiman does.
You can go through a lot of books and pretty accurately judge when an author drops out of show-mode and into tell-mode. When that happens the writing may remain engaging, but as an audience you feel yourself removed, a little, from the narration of the story and pulled along until the next section – one of the reasons why fiction is more show and less tell.
Hope that helps.
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Neil Gaiman’s Stardust Review – IOTW
Posted by smokingpen in Odds-n-Ends on March 26, 2008
I updated IOTW with my review on Neil Gaiman‘s Stardust. You should go over and check it out.
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