gamo*phi parade

Shit...

I don't know what I just did....ARG!

What's Your Poison?

How to make a Mollie Gamo

Ingredients: 5 parts anger 5 parts brilliance 3 parts leadership

Method: Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little caring if desired!

Where do people come up with this poop? Compunerds spend countless hours conjuring up these gimmicks online to entertain people and fulfill their neverending need to be hip and trendy. People like to feel like they are in-the-know and so they gobble it up. It gives them a sense of inclusion. And let's face it...who doesn't like to be included? So then we end up with all these ridiculous ploys to find your pimp name or your pirate name, or in this case, your cocktail recipe. And now I'm going home, so no more writing for me.

Hereditary

Yall know that face I make when I take pictures? And yall know how you wonder where I come up with this shit? Well, this is my Daddy. Huzzah.

I bought a pair of Moon Shoes

I'm having one of those mornings where I'm super tired and just breathing is a labor intense task. It's funny...the way people act when they're tired. Well, I can't really generalize that statement. Really, I'm funny when I'm tired...at least I think so. I get overly dramatic and delirious. My whole demeanor changes. I speak extremely slowly and that's when the blarney is in full swing. I get a little whiney, but mostly, I'm just boring. I sit at my desk and just stare at my computer. I don't have the energy to do anything. These mornings make the day tough because then by lunch time, I'm all awake and pumped because, well, you know, it's an hour where I'm off the hook of all responsibility. So I get out of the office, I eat, I'm relaxed, enjoying some me-time. But as usual, lunch always results in the afternoon food coma in which I, again, just sit at my desk and stare at my computer. It's not until the afternoon coffee run that I get my motor running and head out on the highway...wait, no, I mean it's not until then that my attention span exists. So basically I spend about 80% of the day dicking around - so to speak.

Man I feel so OFFICE SPACE right now.

So, I'm in this band called THE CONSIDER CONCEPTS. It's a 2.man metal punk band. We just formed a little bit ago, but I think we're pretty good...at least worthy of a Qualified Pass. We'll be on tour (see...I'm telling you, we're that good) this summer...coming to a festival near you. Stay tuned for more info on THE CONSIDER CONCEPTS. Oh yeah.

Who Dat?

I don't know what came over me...when I'm antsy and bored and just feel blah with life, I tend to do things on the spur of the moment...the above included. Yes, I know...that really is me, and I really did do that. Whoa. Even I don't recognize myself. Call it an early 20s crisis; call it a mindless attempt to revamp my mundane life. Whatever. It's done and I can't go back. But you know...I like it. It's something new and I like it. Sure I know, this is just a temporary solution to overcoming the whole blah-ness of my life right now, but hey, you know, is that really so bad? I feel so punk rock. It's fun. Now I feel like I have to dress the part too. It's a good excuse for a whole new wardrobe. Okay, enough about me obsessing over myself (ha! who am i kidding? that's the reason i have this blarney blog!)....

Hey! Speaking of blarney...it's funny because I just used that word because it was the first one that came to my mind, even though I didn't really know what it meant or even what I meant by it in using it. Huh. Anyways, so I just looked it up and it means "smooth, flattering talk" or "deceptive nonsense." It also mentions the famous Blarney Stone in Ireland. Now, I've been to Ireland and I've actually kissed the eh-Blarney Stone (yeah, yeah, yeah...I know, gross...all those people kissing this stone that is just out there in the open for all germs to cling and grow on...yuck). But you know, I was so young I didn't really pay attention to the tour guide when he was telling the story aboot it and explaining what it meant to kiss the darned thing. I just thought it was supposed to bring you good luck. So like a good sheep following the herd, I hung upside down and kissed the thing. Well, apparently, according to Dictionary.com, to kiss the Blarney Stone means it will make you proficient in the use of blarney. Aha! So that explains it all! All my deceptive nonsensical talk all these years stems from that fateful summer day in 1996 when I kissed the Blarney Stone. BRILLIANT! I love it. I've said before that I'm superstitious and a believer and this is no exception to that. Oh blarney!

HIP HIP HOORAY...HIP HIP HOORAY...

THREE CHEERS TO LAUREL ON HER DAY OF BIRTH!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUREL! I miss you!

Ha...

This is Ed. He is the one on the right. On the left is Andrew. I work with these schmucks.

Coffee, Cigarettes, and Jill Sobule

I'm addicted. There Ed. There's my review.

For the OBSESSED

I have opened the VEGAN Chocolate (Cup)Cake exprerience to some folks at work and now we're all obsessed. Forget the Ass Wiping Frenzy...it's all aboot the Vegans now. Again, the recipe......

Ingredients:

3 cups flour
2 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
3/4 cup cocoa powder
3/4 cup margarine (I use Earth Balance from Trader Joe's - vegan, non-hydrogenated and super yummy)
1 1/2 cups dry sweetener (the organic sugar from TJ is great too!)
1/4 cup water
2 cups soy milk
2 tsp vanilla extract

Directions:

Preheat oven to 350 F. In a large bowl, stir together the flour, baking soda, salt and cocoa powder. In a blender or food processor, blend together the margarine, sweetener, and water. Add this to the flour mixture along with the milk, vanilla, and mix together until "just mixed" (I actually put all the junk into the food processor to get it all nice and smooth, but I bet just mixing it works fine too). Pour into a lightly oiled cake pan and bake for 30 minutes (I actually always put it into two circular cake pans, then make a double decker cake with frosting in between the layers). Test with a fork to see if done. When cooled, ice and serve.

Here's my favorite icing - seriously, homemade icing is sooooo much better (and it sounds SOOO impressive when you say you MADE it ALL from SCRATCH).

Maple Icing

1/4 cup margarine
2 1/4 cups powdered sugar
2 tbsp soy milk
1 tsp maple syrup

In a food processor or medium bowl, mix together the margarine and 1 cup of the powdered sugar. Add remaining sugar alternately with milk, mixing until smooth. Stir in the maple syrup until consistency is light and spreadable. (You may want to refrigerate the icing a little before you ice the cake... or at least make sure the cake is cooled).

Mmmmm.