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My Marimo Toshi
Bunkarina sent me a present last year – a Japanese moss ball. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, but I knew it needed a better home than a glass pentagon cage, so I put it in something a bit more respectful and named it Tosh.
I didn’t think much about Tosh until he “birthed” a baby and they became Toshi and Toshita. We became friends, and every two weeks they get fresh water to keep them happy.
More recently I learned that they’re sold as Japanese Lake Moss (or Marimo Moss Balls) but they’re not moss at all. They’re algae, Aegagropila linnaei, and they grow very slowly. They don’t like chlorinated water much, but they like a little salt. They turn bright green and blow bubbles when they’re content. The water changes coincide with something I’ve been going through for two years now, and I began taking photos every two weeks to mark time and progress. The moss give me a bit of inner peace, a zen tranquility of sorts.
And no, I don’t talk to them, smartass. You know who you are.
The .Gif Friday Post No. 706 – Into & Out Of of the Jet Age, Coming In Hot & Cat Reduction
The .Gif Post No. 684 – Ball Return, A Cannonball & Hot Rolls
The .Gif Friday Post No. 603 – Mood Swings, Balloon Boy & It’s Your Move
Nice Catch.
[Found here.]
Saturday Matinee – Prancercise®1989, Cow Catcher, Lindsay Buckingham, Mick Fleetwood & Someone Who Sounds Exactly Like Howlin’ Wolf
“Check out the Prancercise Website Here: http://www.prancercise.com This video shows the 4 modes of Prancercise® .You can visit me at http://www.prancercise.com where you can learn more about Prancercise®: “A springy, rhythmic way of moving forward, similar to a horse’s gait and is ideally induced by elation.” copyright 1989, taken from my book Prancercise®:The Art of Physical and Spiritual Excellence, now available to the public for the first time!”
Good God. How embarrassing. And hilarious [via].
Awesome. I want to know the size of her pet door [via].
Lindsay Buckingham got fired from Fleetwood Mac and I don’t know why. I also don’t care.
[Somewhat related Beat Farmers recording here.]
I don’t care about Mick Fleetwood either, but he was/is one hella talent.
Cadillac in the Swamp is a torrid, steaming album, powered by the gutsy, powerful songwriting and singing of harpist Anthony Thompson. Smokehouse reworks the deep, swampy groove of New Orleans and Delta blues, adding the electric energy of Chicago blues. Thompson is a raw, greasy harmonica player, evoking the classic licks of Little Walter. He’s not as good a singer — his range is quite limited — but he is a forceful and emotional vocalist and he’s one hell of a songwriter; unlike many of his contemporaries, he is not afraid of tackling big social issues. Guitarist Robert Thomas is equally impressive, spitting out firey solos and muscular riffs throughout the record. That musical dexterity and sinewy energy shines throughout Cadillac in the Swamp, a first-rate modern blues album. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine, AMG Enjoy !!!
I don’t know where that recording came from, but it sounds a lot like Howlin’ Wolf to me. Nasty blues with a very cool video.
Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll be back here tomorrow.
Spooky Eye Cheese Ball
Okay, so the folks at the office scheduled a Halloween potluck and I told the Missus. Without hesitation, she said, “Do you want a Spooky Eye Cheese Ball?”
Well, there’s a big DUH.
Ms. Strutts’ Spooky Eye Cheese Ball
Note: This is a double recipe, serves a small village.
Ingredients:
(2) 8 oz. bricks of Philadelphia Cream Cheese.
(1) cup grated pepper jack cheese.
(1) cup grated sharp cheddar cheese.
(3) oz chopped dry salami.
(1) bunch green onions, diced. Save green ends.
(2) tsp. Worcestershire sauce, more or less to taste.
Preparation:
Mush ingredients into room temperature cream cheese in a glass bowl.
Refrigerate it overnight.
Dump it face down onto a serving plate.
Provide crackers and spread knife.
Tell everyone that it’s a Spooky Eye Cheese Ball.
Optional *ahem* Decoration:
Sliced black olives for “pupil.”
Sliced pimentos for “veins.”
Sliced green onion ends for “eyelashes.”
It looks real stupid but that’s part of the fun.
Hell, it’s a Spooky Eye Cheese Ball, for God’s sake. (Bonus: Wait until all or most of your guests have sampled it, then tell them that you mixed it with your toes.)
Refrigerate leftovers.
BTW, you can’t copyright recipes.
© 2015 Bunk Strutts
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