Tuesday, January 30, 2007

One of These Things Is Not Like the Others...

I found this t-shirt amongst a pile of 70's clothing my dad was finally sending to the D.I. It reminded me of something Napoleon Dynamite would wear... It's not totally random, however--my Great Uncle Dean and his family used to live in Jensen Beach, Florida. Nevertheless, whoever did the graphic design for this shirt likely held poor judgment regarding the use of juxtaposition...

Monday, January 29, 2007

Encebollado!

One of my favorite dishes from Ecuador, if not my most favorite, encebollado simply is amazing. It makes a great meal for any time of day and always fill you up. I found an original Spanish recipe, but have decided to translate it in order to spread the good word. ¡Provecho!

ENCEBOLLADO

Ingredients:
2 lbs. albacore or any other kind of fresh tuna
1 lb. yuca (cassava)
1 medium red onion, sliced and pickled
1 tomato, sliced
3 tablespoons cayenne pepper
Salt
Pepper
Carawy seed
Cilantro
MSG

Preparation:
Cook the yuca in three cups of water, adding salt to the water. When it is tender but not soft drain the water.
Cook the fish in a pot with three cups of water. Season with salt, cayenne pepper, cilantro, MSG, pepper, caraway, and tomato.
When the fish is cooked (but not stewed), remove it from the pot and seperate it into chunks. Save the fish broth.
Add the fish broth to the yuca pot and smash the yuca into medium chunks.

Serving:
Serve the encebollado in a soup bowl after combining the fish chunks with the yuca/fish broth. Guayaquileños always season theirs with plenty of chifle, ají, and limón--so I recommend that.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Scary Mary


I'll never look at Mary Poppins the same way again!

Monday, January 22, 2007

Haikus Are Easy...

Meghan and I saw some dude with this shirt the other day. I think its coolness speaks for itself...

Stalin's Little Brother, The Babysitter


This hilarious sketch is dedicated to Tote, who was the first to introduce me to the comedic gold of Little Britain.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

And The Winner Is...

In case you didn't know, the girls of B22 last year made a pact/contest amongst themselves that the first to successfully receive a sleigh ride courtesy of a male would be crowned the winner of said contest. As you can see, on MLK Day 2007 Meghan triumphed at Hardware Ranch in Cache Valley with yours truly. Human Rights Day is an obvious choice for such a victory, for minority elk have long struggled against majoritarian rule within the deer family.

The visitor's center was full of pelts and skins--including bears.

A very white and winged me. Who knew that I had the wingspan of a turkey vulture?

Meghan all up in dis Elk's grill.

Meghan with a beautiful 7 point buck that came down to feed.

"'Cuz it's lovely weather...

...for a sleigh ride together with you."

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Moskau, Moskau


More old school Europop and its associated dancing!

Them Finns Sure Know How To Dance


The choreography in this music video is amazing...

Robot Wars!


Back in the day on Saturday nights my brother and I would watch Robot Wars, British import, on PBS. I randomly remembered this mechanized destructo-fest recently and hit up YouTube to rekindle these robotic memories. The fight I've posted here is one of the most brutal ever to occur on the show.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

The Intense Midwest: A Michigan Christmas

Christmas '06 was like none other: I spent it in Saginaw, Michigan with Meghan and her family. I had a great time--the casa de Deibel is an accepting and loving place. But there was no room for slacking: with parties almost everyday and the house full of the 20+ member family there was always something to do. In a word: intense. The Deibels work hard, but they play hard too. I must admit, Saginaw grew on me while I was there. It's a nice town (I never did go to the east side...) and it's got character.

The first night I arrived the annual Deibel caroling party was held. The unseasonably warm weather allowed for the singing of many a Christmas favorite to almost everyone who was home on the street. Around 150 friends, relatives, and wardies attended--no small shindig. That's Meghan and I in the the right corner belting it out.

Look at that clean-cut kid... In the end, "meeting the fam" was a pleasant and stress-free experience. But the fauxhawk was tamed for a while for image purposes...

Meijer's: It's like Wal-Mart, but better because it's in Michigan and isn't a publicly traded company--it's family owned.

Merry Christmas, Dear! A very cute and sleepy-eyed Meghan on Christmas morning...

Tony's. Think of it like Al's on Happy Days. Straight out of a bygone era, Tony's is famous for its marinara steak sandwich and huge portions.

For example, here is their banana split. It's literally a salad bowl piled high with ice cream and toppings. It easily fed six people.

The babies! Well, not all of the kids were babies, per se, but there were eight kids under the age of five running around the house. Here they are recreating the nativity with some success.

La Casa de Deibel and its "face" greeting me the way the Deibels intended. Yeah, it's big. Seven bathrooms!

On the last two days of the trip we went to the Great Wolf Lodge in Traverse City. While there we enjoyed a huge indoor water park, outlet mall shopping, window shopping, and a Phase 10 game that just wouldn't end.

One of the little shops we perused on Traverse City's main drag had Uglydolls--a Katie favorite.

Las Vegas=Win City

The Panasonic PureVision Bowl in Vegas on December 21 was simply amazing. Our seats weren't half-bad either as this photo demonstrates. We were on the fifth row up on the north endzone! Oregon fans were desperately outnumbered, and rightly so. They got whomped on, 38 to 8. What a great way to end the season for the Cougars. This will likely be the most memorable season of BYU football for me as I was able to attend every home game, the Utah game, and this Bowl victory. The car ride back to Utah in the middle of the night with Zander was also memorable. Nothing beats banter at 3 AM!

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Civil Servitude

My best friend Dave sent me this pic and asked me to post it here. Apparently a city crew was pruning huge branches right above his car and feeding them into a shredder. Obviously because asking him to move the car would simply be to much work...

Poetry, Naturally

My buddy Dave recently purchased Dragon NaturallySpeaking voice recognition software and has been playing with it ever since. One of the more interesting applications of this program involves the creation of abstract blank verse. One simply reads a passage in a foreign language like Spanish or Italian and allows the software to fashion its best English from the spoken word. These words are then broken into lines and stanzas and given punctuation. Voila! Creative poetry! For your consideration, here is an example: "Carving The All Base."

Carving The All Base

Tickets,
he can see a man.
Another don't all this,
a lower meaty subject
to look.

Dave Sim,
pray that I got Cipro sick
kids who really do
get no need to keep
that he
a he
Buffy be Buffy
whom he and I come
beyond whole lot of them.
Though.

Here is another example: "He, She, You." It was dervied from singing Sugarcult's "Pretty Girl" into the mic.

He, She, You

He makes you.
He isn't on a rebound – past such instead;
Liang Tang, 19, and again a matter of yellow head.
Head is the way.
You feel it's the way.
He did.
Is, was, the way.
He makes you.

She's arrayed in jewelry of bruises,
And Hillary in Singh tells her­—
You can navigate it, if you are ahead.
And ask what you did.
And you can navigate a matter.
You feel this way.
Maybe was the way.
It, he, you, father.

He thinks you for you,
He creates you for me,
You can use everything.
Soon he can navigate them out—
And he makes you cry,
In your mind;
You feel it's the way.
He makes you.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

A Married Squirts!

Jan. 2, 2007: A day that will live in infamy as the nexus of time when my roommate of two years Squirts moved on from man-cub bachelorhood and entered into freakin' eternal matrimony. Little Squirts are soon to follow. (This photo just had to be taken when I sneezed...)

Once There Was A Snowman...

The first major snowstorm of the season brought, of course, the first Hitleresque snow sculpture.