“California State Supreme Court says same-sex couples have right to marry”
Of course they do! Now if only the rest of the country would realize that as well… Except for MA… you guys are way ahead of the curve.
Yay!
I hope it doesn’t wind up going to the Supreme Court. I don’t know how this would fare there.
But in the meantime, Yay!
I want to be a panda rolling in the snow!
I’ll also settle for being a human rolling in the snow!
I would strongly prefer the next president of the United States to be someone who is grounded in reality and makes decisions based on the evidence at hand. I don’t want someone who is delusional or who will lead the country/campaign into debt in pursuit of a fruitless and costly battle because of those delusions. We’ve had enough of that sort of business with our current president and we don’t need more of that.
Simona has tagged me and I’m “it” for making a list of six random things. I don’t know if I can come up with a list all at once, so I’ll release them one by one as I think of them.
When I was a kid, I loved to read and I had difficulty putting books down to do other things like my homework and eating and sleeping. My parents would often scold me for reading too much and, in response, I wound up hiding in the bathroom pretending that I was doing #2, but really, I was sitting in there reading. I thought I was pretty clever, but I was probably in there for hours at a time (because of the whole not being able to put a book down thing), so they probably figured out something was up.
Here’s the recipe for Christina’s birthday ice cream! Oh yeah, she wants me to use nicknames for everyone. I’ll call her Cardamom Koala. Here’s the recipe for Cardamom Koala’s birthday ice cream.
The recipe is kinda based on bits and pieces from recipes in Perfect Scoop with some additional tweaking and guessing. It came out pretty well. My only complaint is that it was a little icy, but that was because of the pear. I definitely wouldn’t cut any of the pear, so maybe in the future, it would be better to add more egg yolks?
Pear Cardamom Ice Cream
Christina, oops, Cardamom Koala, and I are cardamom buddies… I decided to make ice cream with cardamom for her birthday and because I was watering her plants and getting the mail for her, she independently got me some cardamom infused chocolate.
Here’s a request from all my buddies who use this blog to keep from being too bored and to see what I’m up to. What kind of posts do you like the most? So far, I’ve been writing whatever comes to mind. But if there are ones that are more entertaining or more useful or more interesting, I’m happy to adjust the balance of the types of posts that I write.
I’m actually asking because I was about to write a post (probably on the long side) about some conversations I had with scientists and people in industry about translating academic research into products that can be brought to market to improve public health and where to find funding for that. That’s where it would start and it would have covered some other ground like how law and the financial sector influence the academic/industry dynamic. And then following the path of the conversation I had with my advisor, it would have gone onto improving public health through exercise and education and then to agriculture and agribusiness and subsidies and government policies. And then eventually wind up in education. See, that would be a really long post. And there would be some punchline that I won’t reveal now. And even though I find all that interesting, maybe other people don’t. So that’s why I decided to find out what kind of posts people like before I write this huge manifesto.
Actually, while I wait for responses to this post, I’ll work on a post about some ice cream that I made for my cardamom colleague. You’ll see that soon.
Also, Simona, there’s a post coming up soon that will be about six random things.
I made cinnamon buns using the recipe from the Bread Baker’s Apprentice (good and solid book for people interested in making bread).
First photo, right before they went into the oven.
Not much to say about them other than that they were delicious. And that I love playing with bread dough! So smooth and elastic and mushy. So much better than clay!
I could go for one right now. It’s too bad I’m in Mexico and not at home.
Not only do I not have any cinnamon buns with me, I’m itchy! Too many mosquito bites! Mexican mosquitoes are more fierce than Thailand and Vietnam’s mosquitoes. And comparable to Hawaiian and Taiwanese and Brazilian mosquitoes. Who knew! We’re surrounded by ocean and desert! But there’s actually an “estuary” which is a euphemism for “swamp.” So I guess that one small area is enough for these bugs to survive and thrive. I would feel less itchy if I had a cinnamon bun.
But unless you forgot about going through through immigration and customs for Estados Unidos Mexicanos, one wouldn’t really know it. Actually, you might have an inkling because everyone says “Hola” instead of “Hello” before continuing to speak in English. But not much more than an inkling. I don’t think I’m getting an authentic Mexican experience at this all-inclusive resort place. I’m here for a conference. You might think, how lucky! Maybe. My forearms and hands are itchy from the mosquito bites that I got! The jury’s still out. At least this particular jury member.
The resort looks like the community center at Mission Bay. So that’s even more reason why it feels like home. Take a look for yourself:
Community Center at Mission Bay:
Presidente Intercontinental Resort:
The yellow in the resort window is even the exact same yellow as that bar that hangs down and then stops before hitting the ground. There are no horses at Mission Bay, but that’s probably for the best. When you walk around, you randomly get whiffs of horse smell. It’s not pleasant.
I went climbing today. Forearms tired. Can’t type. Can barely brush my teeth. So this will be another post that will please my lazy-ish sister.
This is what my crazy new landlords did to the front of our pale yellow with light brown brick house. It says, “Don’t park here, but have a Merry Christmas!”:
So that’s my submission for the ugliest garage in San Francisco. Maybe in the state or in the country. I hope they don’t paint the rest of the house to match the garage. I start singing Christmas carols every single time I come home. Who knows what would happen if the whole house were bright red and green?
This is the side entrance for the elves:
I like clouds.
Tamales are yummy.
They have corn and meat. You can eat them with salsa.
