What's Inside The Fridge – Exercise #12

OMG, it smells in there! Seriously, this is not happening. The exercise for today is to tell what is inside my fridge. And I will do that, at least partially, but before I do I am going to selectively edit the fridge and toss a few things out.  [Insert The Fridgestream of consciousness pause here.] And now that is done we can continue with Exercise Number 12: What’s Inside the Fridge.

We have a fairly normal sized side-by-side refrigerator. The left side is a freezer and the right side is the fridge. We can fairly safely ignore the left side. About all that is in there are some ice trays (do ice dispensers ever really work for long?), some ice cream and some English muffins my dad gave us for Christmas.

The right side isn’t very well populated at the moment, mainly because I just threw out some stuff before starting this exercise. On the top shelf are a couple of bottle of beer and two growlers. The growlers of beer come from the Charleston Beer Exchange and have two different ales; New Belgium Brewing’s Ranger Imperial Pale Ale and Dogfish Head Indian Brown Ale. There are also a couple of bottles of pumpkin ale left over from the fall that I still have drunk yet.

Further down the shelves things get much more mundane – cream cheese, cheddar cheese, some tortillas, a plastic contain filled with leftover green beans and potatoes. Next shelf we get to eggs, more tortillas and the left over roast beef that was the partner of the aforementioned beans and potatoes. Note to self – we are out of bacon and sausage. No biggie for at least another week though since I am in bachelor mode and sure won’t cook those just for myself.

The vegetable bins at the bottom are empty right now. They weren’t a short while ago, but after inspecting what was in there they are now. And we won’t go into the results of what I found.

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31 Days of Crap – Post #2

OK, so this is day #2 of a 31 day exercise that started yesterday. If you want to start at the beginning you can read part #1 here. Unfortunately today’s exercise is explicating “20 Facts About You.” With that “You” being “Me”. Here we go. Some maybe interesting, some may be boring, but there will be twenty.Cigar Cat

  1. I am a Southern boy. I was born in the South, raised in the South, and have always lived in the South. But most people would say my day to day viewpoints don’t match up to the stereotype of the “Southern Male”. I don’t like NASCAR, hunting, fishing or football. I do like Le Mans, theater, model railroading and soccer.
  2. And to continue that thought,  I don’t like sweet tea, watermelon or pecan pie.
  3. My ears are different shapes. Well and so are my legs but that is my fault for breaking my right leg twice and then dropping a motorcycle on it.
  4. I am an alumni of the College of Charleston.
  5. I am definitely Mac person, though Window 7 isn’t too bad.
  6. iOS is superior to Android in my opinion. And Windows mobile and Blackberry are just pathetic.
  7. I have never seen Titanic. I hope never to do so.
  8. I have seen most all of Gone with The Wind, but not at one time.
  9. I was raised a Baptist but am now a Unitarian Universalist.
  10. I love cilantro, but I hate almost all green veggies – like lettuce.
  11. Cigars are a passion – though I honest don’t smoke that many.
  12. My first car was an MG, and there has rarely been a time since when I haven’t had a British car.
  13. Yes, I usually sleep with my iPhone. I know it is a sickness.
  14. My daughter is partially named after English poet Christina Rossetti. Did I say I was an English lit major?
  15. My son has the same initials as me, my father, and my grandfather – “C.M.C.”.
  16. I was the “tech” part of the web development partnership DesignTechWeb that is no more.
  17. Yes, I have eaten a 54oz prime rib in one sitting. Complete with sides, rum, and a cigar.
  18. Three favorite books: Neverwhere, The Great Gatsby, The Time Traveler’s Wife
  19. Among others, I have met and talked to Jimmy Buffett, Whoopi Goldberg, Pat Conroy, and Michael Rutherford.
  20. I don’t watch much television, but when I do I prefer Doctor Who, Top Gear and  The Big Bang Theory.

Ok, that was an awful lof of odd stuff that you probably don’t care about!

 

31 Days of Crap – #1

So this is going to be a 31 day series that has nothing to do with the rest of what I am writing. That is one of the reasons I am going to do it. The “challenge” is 31 days of self exploration and explanation. Not something I am comfortable with or would normally do – but I am basically 31 days away from my 50th birthday. Yup, about to stick my first foot in the grave. So I will do this series not only as an explanation of who I am and what I do, but as a way to get it all down before I forget it all. I still plan on writing my normal effluvium during this period, but there could also, and obviously, be some overlap.

31 Day Blog Challenge
From http://boyboyandme.blogspot.com – be forewarned that our sites resemble each other not in the least.

And by the way, this challenge and the graphic comes from a blog titled “BoyBoyAndMe“. Not sure how I ended up there, or who really writes it, but I can promise if you visit there you will find a much sweeter site and no resemblance between this place and there.

So here we go… #1 Introduction and recent photo. Probably one of my most hated crap tasks – so superficial. Let’s get this out of the way, here is the photo. And yes, I cheated. This is just a photo of my arm currently.  No face at the time being. Wanna know what I look like? Look over at the picture on the right of this site – I haven’t changed much in 30 years. Or more.

My Arm

 

That is my arm. Yup, that’s it. I draw on myself. Sometimes to help me remember things. Sometimes as a kind of charm. Sometimes out of a nervous twitch. One day I will probably get a real tattoo, but until then I have randomly changing symbols. And now I am going to cheat again. I wrote a brief intro to myself over on Andra Watkins’ Accidental Cootchie Mama blog about a week ago. I am going to snatch that and reuse most of it here. So here goes…

I am also sometimes known as a smart-ass. Or just plain obnoxious. Very often my friends, for some unknown reason, just call me “Carnell”. They seem to ignore my first name. [I have been friend with Andra for a few years now since] at a social media panel, she politely ripped a local “sales person” a new one. She did it in that charming Southern way that few can, and it was wonderful. We have been friends ever since. Plus she has a cool husband who despite is clean calm exterior is actually cluttered and hilarious.

Personally, I am a computer programmer, English major, ex-rare book dealer who loves trains, plays with old British cars, and smokes the occasional cigar. If I had more money they might call me eccentric.

I can be found on GooglePlus and Twitter and Facebook and LinkedIn and Spotify and Pandora and Pinterest and, well just about everywhere. There are links to my junk on my site or you can just Google me.

Oh, and just FYI, I love cilantro!!!

So that is enough for now. Until tomorrow…