No, no, this is still safe-for-work material. Presentation Zen has some great insights on
being in the moment.
Great musicians aren’t as concerned about perfectly reproducing notes on a page
as they are about being the music. I need to learn how to write and speak fully in the moment. I guess that’s what people pick up about me—enthusiasm, passion, excitement at being there. I need to develop that and bring it out further.
The blog post ends with a reflection on the public baths of Japan. I miss those, strangely…
Seen on gmane.editors.vim :
Is there a vim script that mimics the emacs planner mode?
There’s a couple of wiki plugins, but nothing like planner.el sadly.
One of the few things that sometimes makes me jealous of emacs users
Shrink-wrapped software makes more financial sense, says Joel Spolsky,
warning of the dangers of consultingware.
No problem with that, but _I_ like tailoring software to an insane
extent, and will happily code a one-off thing that will never be used
again. That’s because it’s usually used again, and it makes people
very happy. Good thing I don’t need to worry about maximizing profit. =)
My midterms were actually pretty fun. I missed a number of
points—made a mistake in one formula, forgot to mention something in
my answer to another question—but I think I did reasonably well.
To celebrate (or to console myself if the midterms had been worse), I
decided to have mushroom soup today.
Mushroom soup is one of my age-old comfort foods. Whenever I was sick,
either Auntie Nica or Yaya tore open a Knorr packet of instant cream
of mushroom soup and prepared a deliciously unhealthy snack. It was
bland enough to soothe an upset stomach and yet tasty enough to cheer
me up, laden with sodium and other savory unsavories. I was five and I
didn’t care about sodium. Even when I was fifteen and making myself
soup, I still didn’t care. After all, mushroom soup was mushroom soup
was mushroom soup. It was yummy.
One packet made five or six servings of mushroom soup, mind you, so
mushroom soup was something I ended up either inflicting on other
people or consuming all by myself. I always made it with less water
than indicated, preferring a thick, creamy soup bordering on salty.
Ah, mushroom soup.
So I decided to give mushroom soup a try. No Knorr packets around, so
I had to figure out how to do it from scratch. I’d seen my sister
prepare real mushroom soup before, but that was a major production—as
my sister’s cooking tends to be. She had bowls, blenders, and more
kinds of mushrooms than I’d even seen. I couldn’t even scrounge up
enough milk or cream to follow the recipes I found on the Net.
I threw my hands up and decided to wing it. Here’s how you can do that
into pot, stir.
See? That’s why cooking is always so exciting. You never know what
you’re going to get. And yes, I _so_ need to learn a lot about
I paired the mushroom soup with another impromptu dish: chicken
nuggets salad. Lettuce, chicken nuggets (from the huge frozen bag I
bought late August; nearly done!), and finely chopped tomatoes,
onions, carrots, and green peppers, dressed with some barbecue sauce.
It turned out pretty well, even considering that this is Day 3 of
having the tomato-onion-carrots-green-pepper thing. I made the mix for
pitas and I’ve been using it all over the place, thrilled that I’ve
finally found a way to sneak veggies into my diet.
I’m getting somewhere. My desperation food used to be scrambled eggs
and rice. I didn’t know how to cook an omelette; it always ended up
getting scrambled. Now I can whip up something that looks reasonably
familiar _and_ makes me happy I didn’t go out to eat… =)
Whee! I _might_ just manage to finish the head of lettuce before it
goes bad. On the other hand, though, I’ve resolved never to buy cheap
bananas again. They ripen very quickly and all at the same time. You
know what I _really_ need? A bunch of bananas whene one banana ripens
per day. I think I’ll stick to mandarins for my fruit choices, or try
out some of the other stuff. What’s good in November?
Ooh. Must figure out what to do with this cute little minipumpkin I