The Internets Fight Back

So I completely killed my new site. Like, white screen of doom dead. Thankfully I’d kind of backed up my stuff, and I’m back on my way to rebuilding. I now know how to backup things properly and think I understand better how to do things to reduce the possibility of white screens of doom.

Websites are not for sissies guys, seriously. In the meantime, know I’m still working on it.

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I Spelunk in the Refrigerator and Mine Some Soup

It’s pretty tasty, actually. It goes great with grilled cheese. It is even pretty low-dish, low-time, and low-energy as far as soups go (I’m looking at you, French Onion!). Of course, I don’t peel the carrots. I like unpeeled carrots. In honor of October and the color orange, I give you:

Orange October Soup
or, Carrot Pumpkin Ginger Lentil Soup

  1. Measure out 1/2 cup (8 oz) lentils in 4 cups water into a soup pot and set to simmer.
  2. Peel and chop up 1 large (1 lb) yellow onion and 1 bunch green onions. Sauté in 1 Tblsp vegetable oil with 5 cloves garlic, crushed.
  3. Whilst lentils are simmering and onions are sautéing (stir frequently), chop up 1.5 lb carrots and 4 red (or 1/2 russet) potatoes,
  4. When onions are soft and transluscent, add to lentils with carrots and potatoes (aaabout 25 minutes of cooking time).
  5. Add 1 small can (15 oz) pumpkin and 5 cups water.
  6. Sprinkle in
      1 Tblsp Worchesteshire sauce
      2 tsp sea salt
      1/2 tsp white pepper
      1 tsp ground ginger
  7. Bubble and simmer until potatoes and carrots are soft (about an hour or so).
  8. When soup is warm (not hot), puree in a blender. Yields about 2 quarts.

It’s warm in the throat but not hot, savory but not spicy, with a hint at the roof of the mouth of sweet (carrot power!).

Yum!

Yum!

BONUS RECIPE! To make Office Kitchen Grilled Cheese:

  1. Toast two slices of bread.
  2. Place cheese between slices.
  3. Microwave for 10-15 seconds.
  4. Flip sandwich.
  5. Microwave for 10-15 seconds.
  6. Enjoy with soup.

Nerd Card Punched: I Read “The Call of Cthulhu”

In the background lore of the tabletop gaming/Dungeons-and-Dragons vein of Geekdom (Nerdingdom?)—and hence in the rising popular cutesy Geek merch—there is much reference to a cute, dire, dark,  soul-eating, tentacle-faced being known as Cthulhu, whose job it is to wake the other Old Ones up from their aeon slumber to take over the world with soul-eating (did I mention that before?) mayhem when the stars come around again to the right positions.

As you can read on its Wikipedia page, “The Call of Cthulhu” was written by the down-and-out horror writer H. P. Lovecraft and was first published in 1928, and I’m sure there are lots of lovely links to trace its impact (as well as descriptions of how Lovecraft’s work never caught on in his lifetime, leaving him broke and miserable) on that Fine Site.

I now proceed with my review.
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In Which I Read Faust

My grandmother handed me a book last Sunday.

She said, “I thought you might like it, because it’s a nice old book. It’s just been sitting on the shelf.”

I said, “Thank you! It’s beautiful!”
Inside, I said, “Eeeeeeeeeeee!”

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The binding! The paper! The type! The inscription! The pictures!
The words! The text itself is delightful, but the introduction is fantastic.

Johann Wolfgang Goethe was born in Frankfurt on the Main on the 28th of August, 1749.  His birth was unattended with any undue incident, being distinctly contrary to the prophecies peculiar to those people who are distressed at not finding genius growing out of vagrant places.

Would that all our births be so.

The mother, however, is said to have possessed all those qualities which we conceive to be necessary to the mother of a poet…

I am happy to report my mother can claim the same.

It was copyrighted in 1894, printed in 1900, and given “To my ‘sweet Marie’ Christmas, 1904.”

The small grease mark on page 74 was added via potato chip, September 16, 2013.

I know. I’m the worst person ever.

Genius Mommy suggested sticking the page in some flour.
Never one to doubt my mama, I obliged.

And it worked! It’s very only slightly stained now.

…We won’t tell anyone about the mustard.

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