Hotter than a Two-Peckered Puppy Dog

Several years ago, I got it into my head that I needed to make tortilla soup, and by needing, I mean NEEDING. I wanted Islands’ recipe, which I found online, and I mixed in a few others to round it out. (That’s pretty much how I cook. I look for 3 or 4 recipes for the same thing and take bits and pieces.)

The recipe I found called for chipotle peppers. It said a can of them. I swear to god it did. Being in San Diego, means I can buy real Mexican ingredients. No El Paso Salsa in my house. I go for the real deal. The real deal is missing one thing that you get on Americanized Mexican food, there is no heat scale on the jar/can.

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All the roses

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In June of 2007 I went to Eugene to see my mom and dad. I’m pretty sure my niece was still at U of O then, but I’m not sure. My Papa taught me how to prune roses when I was little. He showed me how the rose would create a bud after the 5 leaf cluster and not the 3. Sadly that’s about all I remember now, but then again it’s been decades.

Here are pictures from the Eugene Rose Garden in Oregon. I’m pretty sure these were taken with a film using Cannon. Let me know if you can see the face in the big damn tree.

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Star Trek Adventures – USS Excalibur

We’re not RPing until the 2nd Friday in September, but the plot is churning away in my brain. I’m jotting down notes now, and I suspect I’ll be building NPCs, space stations, and starships this week.

One thing I love about RPing Star Trek is that it’s not all about greed and violence. It’s about discovery and the protection of life whether that life is aware of the Federation or not. In Starfleet they’d rather have a drink with an enemy than shoot them.

A good game requires the tugging of heartstrings and finding that quest for knowledge that gives the players hope for a better future.

Of course on the other side of the coin, my Discord crew is playing Mirror Universe, and they’re a bunch of power hungry dicks.

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For my birthday this year, I’m asking for donations to Brady Center to Prevent Gun Violence. I’ve chosen this nonprofit because their mission means a lot to me, and I hope you’ll consider contributing as a way to celebrate with me. Every little bit will help me reach my goal. I’ve included information about Brady Center to Prevent Gun Violence below.

The mission of the Brady Center is to cut gun deaths in half by 2025 through awareness campaigns and policies aimed at keeping guns out of dangerous hands.

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Event Horizon

black holeI feel like I’ve been sitting on the event horizon of my personal black hole. This has happened to me before and last time, I was past the point of no return without realizing it was happening. That was a very, very bad year. I lost my father and two of my dogs in six months. I stopped leaving my house because both my dogs were lost when I went out.  They were old, but it still got to me on some level that it was my fault for not being with them.

My dad had, had a stroke years before, and he was not doing well. Losing him was not a surprise but it still got to me. I wish I could say it was because of good things. I wasn’t ready for those. Mostly I felt cheated that I never got to tell him how angry I was at him while he was still mentally able to understand the rage I’d been sucking up for decades. He made some very selfish choices that severely changed the course of my life.

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