day three of creamy goo. i liked junior snow day a lot. thought i lost my keys--they were behind the computer. after work, i went to the garage. came home to write and grade; maybe after my nap.

day two of creamy goo. i squeezed it and put it back in its crib.

so it's finally time to institute the pope's 2000 revision of the institutio generalis missalis romani. sure, abuse victims are committing suicide; our country is about to go to war; parishes are filled with real live sick people to pray for; there is still hunger in this world; yet our churches right now are working on . . . . you ready? . . . new rules about kneeling and bowing; new restrictions keeping the celebrant out of the congregation at the SIGN OF PEACE. i miss you, LS.

today, JF was wearing a "no iraq war" pin; the girl at cucina presto tried to start an arguement with her, saying 'we're going to save the iraqi people.' we have been starving them and letting them die for over a decade now. i hate cucina cucina; i hate the eastside. i was sure they were going to spit in our food, but then we saw that all the cooks were latinos and realized we didn't have to worry.

went to a 'debut' party for manny's. it was fun. i was surprised that he was asian; i said, 'are there asian brewmasters?' he said that yah, he was paving the way for all of us. it was a great asian american moment.

tried to teach 'pange lingua gloriosi' today. not enough people show up to rehearsal for us to change gears like that. we'll see. tomorrow is junior snow day.

it is thursday night and i didn't so much as lift my pen to grade. grading will take up my entire weekend.

if anyone offers you amish friendship bread, don't take it. it tastes good, but it's a curse. accept the bread, decline the bag of creamy goo. mine lives on a folding chair in my dining room. curse you, JF!

Roasted vegetables:
1 package snacky snack veggie sticks
(baby carrots, celery sticks, broccoli, radish, zucchini, whatever)
1 package mushrooms
2 handfulls baby red potatoes, quartered
1/2 big sweet onion, sliced into wedges
splash olive oil
splash chicken stock
salt and pepper

chop everything small.
toss in oil and stock.
season with salt and pepper.
spread in a shallow layer in a roasting pan.
roast under broiler, low setting.
stir occasionally to brown evenly
dish is done when potatoes are soft and chicken stock has reduced to a sauce.

Howdy folks. I had a lot of meetings today. After work I decided to skip choir practice and bought a rotisserie chicken and a bunch of vegetables. I roasted all the vegetables under the broiler. yum.

Last weekend was my mama's birthday. We had lunch at the Crab Pot, where they dump out a whole bunch of boiled seafood onto a piece of butcher paper on your table. It was good, and they gave my mama a free dessert for her 72nd birthday. Then H got excited about seeing the octopus at the Aquarium, so we all went. We saw fish, otters, sea birds, and a big sleepy octopus. H touched the bastos anemonae and cucumbers in the tidepool. Then we got coffee and saw St. Ignatius Chapel and then went to the Frye Art Museum. We went to church; Fr. M applauded when we walked up because I haven't been to Mass in a while.

I'm watching Star Trek and not grading. I should grade after this, but I'm getting drowsy.

First post

Hey, folks. Here's my first blog. I'll probably do it twice and then stop.

I shouldn't be doing this. I should be grading papers. In fact, the only reason I'm doing this now is because I ran out of monorail stuff to read on the net.

I don't know what to say to anyone reading this; Enjoy, I guess.