Friday, August 08, 2008

From the blatantly obvious files Elisabeth Hassleback from The View is easily the stupidest woman in the country. And

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Oh the fucking irony. Thanks to a generous donation i received last night i can say the internet bill. But of course less than ten minutes later my connection was turned off. And of course payments can only be made online or via a customer service number that has been disconnected. So i'm posting this via cell phone text messaging. P. S. Thanks C for the donation. I'll try to be back online as soon as i can.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Poverty tips & The Red Queen Cooks

In the deep black hole that is depression, I stop writing and listening to music. I also become more than a little agoraphobic. Simple things like doorbells and telephones send me into panic attacks. So I barricade myself into my house, turn off the ringer and I watch a shit load of tv. In my last major depression (about 7 years ago), I had cable because of a brief dalliance with a hot cable guy. We are way too poor to afford cable tv or even netflix now.

And as anyone without cable knows, network tv sucks. Network tv in the middle of summer is about as entertaining as sweaty boobs and an itchy bra. (Why yes, we are having a heat wave at the moment. That is where the analogy came from).

So I've been watching tv online. At first it was just Battlestar Gallactica episodes posted on Scifi's website. Then Doctor Who and the Sarah Jane Adventures in 10 minute chunks on You tube.

Then I found the Holy Grail. Surf the channel. I've caught all of Mad Men, finally. And Weeds. It's awesome, though sometimes they take a bit to load and suffer from buffer stutter. But it's free (at least for the next 2 weeks, then I'm officially 2 months behind on my internet/phone bill and I'll be cut off from civilization).

They also have movies, though I tried to watch Persepolis but it's in French and there were no English subtitles. Ouyangdan might enjoy the large number of videos that have Chinese subtitles. It's good for her to get some reading practice in.

And since I have been immersed in 1960's nostalgia (or misogyny with a martini as I like to call it) here is a poverty dinner recipe straight out of poofy shirt dress and pearls ladies magazine.

Tuna Salad with Shells

1 large can of well drained tuna
1 box of medium sized shell pasta (cooked, drained and cooled)
a quarter of a red onion, diced
1 can of medium black onions (you can slice them but I just crush them with my hands)
lemon juice
salt (generously)
mayo (enough to creamy up the tuna but not so much that it ends up macaroni salad like.)

Mix all together. You can also add tomatoes or anything else you like into the tuna. When we have it, I like to serve this over crunchy romaine lettuce with a lit more lemon juice to give it some cold crispy crunch. It's a very Sunset magazine circa 1960 summertime luncheon meal, though being the modern American's that we are we eat it for dinner. And then lunch, and then dinner again. It goes a long fucking way.