A Recipe

This is a timeless recipe, that can be as easy or difficult as the one preparing it makes it. Proportions are really a moot point, as you can be full up with a surprisingly small amount, while your neighbor insatiably gluts themselves on a seemingly equivalent portion. Some will tell you that the recipe doesn't really matter, its the hunger that makes the meal; of course there are others who will adamantly proclaim their particular formula to be the one far superior.

If you're one who likes to experiment with your meals, then try some variation on the traditional formula; for some this can be incredibly rewarding, though others will feel quite guilty about deviating from the traditions set up by those before them.

Something quite interesting, is how fiercely the debate will rage over which recipe is the best, which is carries with it the most intrinsic virtue, and which will best leave the consumer whole. You will find should you pursue this particular meal plan, that your decisions will be evaluated and critiqued by every person near you. Each ingredient you bring into the mix will carry with it its own amount of baggage, generously supplied by others who are all ironically making their own meal.

It should be mentioned that if you let too much of the extra spice donated by your compatriots actually make it into your meal, that it could very well ruin one of the most rewarding dishes to make. Keep in mind that your neighbors each have their own meal to prepare and eat. As the pun is pleading to be given life, their advice should be taken with a grain of salt.

Below is my own compulsory list, though bear in mind the contents may not be palatable to others.

1. Hunger
2. Humility
3. Thoughtfulness
4. Critical self evaluation
5. A sense of humor
6. Adaptability

Finally, I cannot leave out some of the minds greater than my own who shared with me insights I didn't know I needed.

The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis

Servants or Friends by A. Graham Maxwell

The Miracle of Mindfulness by Thich Nhat Hanh

-Iso

Selleck Syndrome

Today I ventured to grab a bite from the refrigerator and was stopped by a disturbing odor drifting out from the deeper confines of my treasure trove of food. This hobgoblin was not subtle about its presence anymore, and it assault on my senses was strong, bordering on violent. A culling of items ensued, and when the offender was finally located it was with great vigour that unleashed its pent up energies at me. My eager canine companion Lily was enlivened by the smell, while in the same moment I was focusing all my energies on not expelling my meager stomach contents. Thankfully the smell did diminish following the disposal of the profane tuna salad.

While driving to the gym today I chanced upon a news segment on a local radio station that was reporting a strange malady of a lady in England. Since birth she has had abnormal growth of the tissue in her lower extremities. The correct term for the condition is Proteus Syndrome; but it was mentioned that this particular variant of it may be called Sellars Syndrome, after Mandy Sellars who is the afflicted individual in this case. While not poking fun at the woman's unfortunate circumstance, I wondered if another condition could be brought into existence.
It could be called Selleck's Syndrome, and I'm sure men would be much more excited to find they had this rather adonic pathology.

Summer and other novelties

It could just be me, but there is something about smelling things in the air on a summery day that is, euphoric. I'll be the first to say that the traditional bouquets associated with summers chillier siblings are indeed enjoyable, but while standing at my new favorite burrito wagon, a smell greeted me that was as unexpected as it was pleasing. Maybe it was the long winter couped up smelling the creative olfactory experiences my two dogs could put together, but today's moment was one worth noting. So if you're in the mood for amazing Mexican food and friendly service, then try Los Gorditos, bring cash, and have a few minutes to wait in the line that is likely strung out in front of it.

While enjoying the above mentioned delicious burrito, I came across a bit of news that was not surprising at all, but disturbing none the less. President Obama is looking to reinstate the weapons ban that President Clinton signed in to effect back in 1994. While deer hunting with a Bushmaster can rightly be called unnecessary, the spirit, nay, the reason for our second amendment is to provide the citizenry with a method of defense against a congress turned tyrant. It wasn't established by our founding fathers only to ensure our ability to hunt, or even defend against each other, but rather to defend against the very body sworn to uphold the laws of our land. I found it interesting that it was the one reason to own a firearm that President Obama forgot to include in his list.

...the rights of sportsmen and hunters and homeowners that want to keep their families safe -- to lawfully bear arms,...
-President Barack Obama

Interesting.