Some driveway artiste was trying to cheer up the passers-by, if any.
I had a Zoom video chat with the BRAINiacs yesterday. My first! Look at me, being all like hep to the jive an’ shit.
The meeting was late in the day, and I burned a whole lot of daylight indoors doing whatever the hell it is that I do around here lately, so instead of kitting up for a ride to the Dark Tower to resupply Herself the Elder I went out for a brisk half-hour limp around the ’hood.
You can see company coming a long ways off out here in the Sandia foothills.
Distancing was social, and I seem to be limping faster, so, yay.
After the Zoom session I test-drove a couple new recipes that met with Herself’s approval: mushroom quesadillas and arroz verde.
For the quesadillas I used flour tortillas and Monterey Jack rather than corn torts and mozzarella. Also, I baked them in the oven instead of frying them in a pan.
For the rice I went with a blend of mild/hot Hatch chile instead of poblano and jalapeño.
Them was the ingredients I had on hand. And y’know what? It did not suck. Didn’t take any pix because I was too busy eatin‘ them sumbitches.
The Zoom thing was cool, too. I got to see some people I haven’t seen in a while, and nobody sneezed on nobody.
• Meanwhile — confusion reigns over whether bike shops are “essential.”
Tags: arroz verde, Bicycle Retailer and Industry News, mushroom quesadillas, Zoom
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March 26, 2020 at 10:44 am |
Ah, I really liked the Sandia foothills. I lived east of Tramway, near Copper before moving over to the Cottonwood Mall area (which was affordable, but not as nice as being right where the trails are).
Well, at least you are in a good place and right next to the outdoors!
March 26, 2020 at 10:52 am |
Copper and Tramway is where Herself the Elder hangs her sombrero. I’ve spent a lot of time on the trails around Supper Rock and hope to get back to them one of these days. Five weeks after breaking the ankle I’m still a ways from being 100 percent.
And of course the notion of falling over on a rocky bit or catching someone else’s sneeze in my snotlocker is not my idea of a good time at the moment.
We’re a bit further north, near Comanche and Tramway. Trail 365 is two blocks east, and the Linear Trail is two blocks west. In good times, it’s Fat City.
March 26, 2020 at 11:38 am |
Congrats on surviving another trip around the sun. Are trying for the SS paycheck yet? Just got the notice from my friendly Feds that I have 6 months to get my stuff together.to get money I have worked for doled,out to me by a computer on the east coast. Administered by the appointees of the redheaded moron. AS they said In WWII ” Christ on a crutch”.
March 26, 2020 at 11:47 am |
Hey, John … I haven’t crossed the line yet. That’s tomorrow. I can see the red kite from here, though.
And yep, we filed for the Socialist Insecurity and I should be seeing my first check sometime in April, unless the goldurned consarned feddle gummint collapses and ’Murkins have to go all “The Road” on each other.
No idee where the bike biz is going to be by this time next year — or even this time next month — so whether I still have my little cottage industry drawing cartoons and reviewing bikes remains to be seen.
Fingers crossed, yeah?
March 26, 2020 at 2:28 pm |
I dropped the BMW off at my motorcycle shop this morning. Fortunately, he also does German cars so he can stay open. He was furious with the state for shuttering bike shops and is worried about Tony and the gang at BikeNSport as both Marc and his wife Frances are also avid cyclists.
I’ve been going round and round with the bureacrats on this one. The latest? Bike shops can’t be opened because we put them on the non-essential list. Which was the answer to my question of why can’t we amend the essential list.
I’ll retire to Bedlam.
March 26, 2020 at 12:13 pm |
The smarter half has just started using Zoom for HOA board and committee meetings. The jury is still out, but after this shit storm is over, they are also going to play with Go To Meeting for video/audio conferencing.
The smarter half has also perfected breakfast burritos using flour tortillas. She used to make biscuits back in the day. Then the Air Force called and wanted to use them for rail gun ammo. Figured they could survive sudden acceleration to Mach 3 and beyond.
Tomorrow is the big day!
March 26, 2020 at 4:07 pm |
I found the Zoom thingie pretty OK. Video/audio quality varied widely — based on whatever technical conditions prevailed wherever — and since I was a total noob and a couple minutes late to the party I didn’t explore all the bells and whistles. But it seemed fairly intuitive.
I was rocking an 11-inch 2012 MacBook Air that was running on fumes because I’d misplaced the charger somewhere. I probably looked and sounded like Max Headroom.
Biscuits. Lord knows I’ve baked my share of hockey pucks. Gotta soak ’em overnight and then boil ’em, like beans.