We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
While The Road to Serfdom was not an academic text, it was an attempt to state clearly, and with great certainty, that Britain’s leadership class—in its love for planning—was steering the nation in the same direction as Nazi Germany or fascist Italy. To be sure, Hayek argues, Britain in no way resembled or was close to approaching the homicidal mania of Nazi Germany. Yet an intellectual process favoring socialism and planning had been manifest in Britain since he arrived as an émigré in 1931. Once principles are accepted as norms for policy, then their logic begins to run very quickly in official state operations. He who says A must say B...
Do you know how to do them? Painful, exhausting exercise. Worse than Burpees, I feel, but I can't do burpees anymore due to my damn left shoulder injury so I kinda forget how bad they were.
I do them across the gym floor, as many as I can handle before collapsing flat on the floor. If you were 7 years old, you could do them all day.
Look 'em up on youtube. It's all about beating yourself up.
Meat loaf and mashed taters, and maybe some steamed summer squash on the side. Meat loaf needs gravy or its juices, on top.
At the Maggie's HQ, we make meat loaf the Italian way:Italian Meat Loaf Recipe. Italian-style meat loaf usually has a dash of nutmeg and/or allspice in the recipe, but that particular one does not. I do not think they make this in Italy. Maybe it's a modified meat-ball recipe, but they don't eat meatballs in Italy either. (Nor do Swedes cook Swedish Meatballs.)
Best thing about meat loaf? Meat loaf sandwiches the next day or two. White bread only, plenty of mayo.
Lungers are a bitch, with dumbells in hand. You know how good they are because of how painful they are. I do walking lunges twice weekly, and hate them more than barbell squats.
As with everything, there is a right way and many wrong ways.
“What do you mean, ‘getting religious on you’? You wouldn’t meet with me all afternoon because you wanted a purpose. I’m asking you, what is your purpose? If there is no God and if you don’t know if there is a God and if when you die you rot, then isn’t it possible nothing you are doing has any meaning and nothing you are doing makes any difference?
Here's his post on X. He is a major Dem donor, but learning how things work:
The story was published this morning. Despite my hopes, my optimism was misplaced as the public has been again misled, important issues are not addressed fairly or accurately, and false impressions have therefore been created in the minds of readers about important issues.
I liked what Jeff Spurgeon said on WQXR this morning: "There was a ball game last night. Good fun." I bet on Taylor Swift, of course. Whoever she is. I have never dated her or heard her music.
Mrs. BD has been whipping up an onion Focaccia to go with Sunday Chili. Some other things too, including a mortadella canape thing that Marcella liked, with cornichons.
Yes, I prefer cornbread with barbecue, but focaccia is good with Texas Chile. My main job was to slice onions very thin on the mandolin which is the only instrument I can play.
Like all breads, focaccia takes a while. If you do the bake part on a stone thing, you get the good burnt bottom. Best with lots of kosher salt on top.
It seems like it was the origin of pizza. Romans, Greeks, etc made this simple bread and put various toppings on it with olive oil - rosemary, garlic, onions, cheese, mushrooms - whatever. Of course, they had no tomatoes but when they got them in the 1600s they loved them, in my view, too much.
9:2 Six days later, Jesus took with him Peter and James and John, and led them up a high mountain apart, by themselves. And he was transfigured before them,
9:3 and his clothes became dazzling white, such as no one on earth could bleach them.
9:4 And there appeared to them Elijah with Moses, who were talking with Jesus.
9:5 Then Peter said to Jesus, "Rabbi, it is good for us to be here; let us make three dwellings, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah."
9:6 He did not know what to say, for they were terrified.
9:7 Then a cloud overshadowed them, and from the cloud there came a voice, "This is my Son, the Beloved; listen to him!"
9:8 Suddenly when they looked around, they saw no one with them any more, but only Jesus.
9:9 As they were coming down the mountain, he ordered them to tell no one about what they had seen, until after the Son of Man had risen from the dead.
Does anybody think Mann's "Hockey Stick" is real? Scared to say it's bs now? What % of "studies" turn out to be correct? Skeptical is never wrong. That's been my bias since studies claimed broccoli causes cancer. I still enjoy reporting those studies.
Another excuse to throw a Party, I guess. Why not, if you have a big TV (which we don't).
I have been thinking about the right food though. Barbecue seems right to me: Short ribs, spare ribs, baby back ribs - all the other ribs, brisket, maybe barbecue chicken too. Yeah, salsa and chips, corn bread, corn pudding, cole slaw, whatever.
No guacamole for me, thank you.
For a good time-waster, it's kinda fun to check out barbecue Youtubes. Many styles and ways to do it - oven, grill, fast, slow, smoked - and all delicious.
Venice Is Doing Everything It Can to Stave Off Tourists.
Meat loaf and mashed taters, and maybe some steamed summer squash on the side. Meat loaf needs gravy or its juices, on top.
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I liked what Jeff Spurgeon said on WQXR this morning: "There was a ball game last night. Good fun." I bet on Taylor Swift, of course. Whoever she is. I have never dated her or heard her music.