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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598</id><updated>2009-11-08T17:26:46.011-08:00</updated><title type="text">Discolor Online</title><subtitle type="html">Weblog of the sweetest person you never want to piss off.</subtitle><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.nikchick.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.nikchick.com/rss.xml" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1451</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/DiscolorOnline" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-4159205255405339504</id><published>2009-11-03T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:03:21.522-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday" /><title type="text">A Birthday Request</title><content type="html">It's November and that means my annual cycle of introspection has begun. I turn 40 in less than a week and looking around there's a lot of change in the air. I'd hoped to go to Belize, see the Mayan ruins and dive or snorkel on the reefs, take a floating tour through jungle cave complexes. Maybe I'll do that for 45 instead. This year is a close to home year. We put in a patio, bought a grill and some furniture to put on it, built those raised beds I've wanted for years. It was a good substitute. I enjoyed the heck out of that patio this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also been a strange time for my social group. The couple who were the bedrock of our "chosen family" since Kate was small broke up this year and without them as a central touch point, other peripheral relationships have fallen away. Friends have continued to spin off in other directions, taking jobs in new cities or countries, skipping conventions or other "gamer socials" in favor of time with family. I understand it, I support their decisions... they're the right ones. I still miss them. It's been a year of establishing strange, new equilibriums. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that hasn't changed, though I haven't been blogging about it as much this year, is the joy I get from food and cooking. My heart is full of food memories, my head is full of inspirations to make and (high on my success in the new garden beds) grow. I may not have any family jewels to pass on to Kate but I have a treasure trove of tastes and smells and memories in food form, sweet and spicy, simple and decadent, special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here we are. My birthday request: for my birthday I'd like a recipe from you. Yes, you. You may not ever comment, may never have admitted that you even read this blog. You and I may not agree on much of anything, may not have spoken in years, may not ever have met outside of the internet... that doesn't matter. In fact, it's precisely the POINT of my request: I may have specific memories of Stan!'s deviled eggs or Linda's crockpot lasagna, the year Catherine and I made that glorious mustard-pickle (the recipe for which I've since lost (SOB)) or the time Christine introduces me to my first bagna cauda but I want to make sure I have a memory of YOU, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I'm having a birthday brunch. Several friends will be there to celebrate with me. Many more, if not most, of the other people I know, interact with, and enjoy will not be there. You game industry friends, far-flung relatives, former co-workers, and people who lurk, hit this blog looking for recipes, send me feedback, or tell me at conventions or parties how much they like something they've found on my blog and made for themselves...you won't be there and that makes my world seem so much smaller than it really is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send me a recipe. You can send me an e-mail at nikchick@aol.com, or message me through Livejournal, or Facebook, or Nikchick.com. Maybe it's a recipe that makes you think of me. Maybe it's a recipe that will make me think of you. Something simple, something complex, something you love! I'm going to compile my birthday recipes and get them bound into a book for myself, a keepsake of my time with food and people to this point, something I can use over the next 40 years. That's what I want for my birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-4159205255405339504?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/4159205255405339504/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=4159205255405339504" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/4159205255405339504" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/4159205255405339504" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/C-rBVjYNE84/birthday-request.html" title="A Birthday Request" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/11/birthday-request.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-518282434960959811</id><published>2009-10-23T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:07:57.100-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Holly" /><title type="text">Heating a House</title><content type="html">When Pramas and I bought this house we were thrilled to be able to get a newly constructed home in the city and on the transit lines. We're still pretty thrilled with our house, though we have expanded to fill it and sometimes wish for things like a basement for dedicated game space and a spare bedroom that would give us room for guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house came with several nifty features such as cable jacks and outlets in every room (not quite as nifty as Tim's full-wired house with the media closet and embedded surround-sound speaker system, but good enough to get cable and internet in any/all rooms of our choosing), a porch and fenced yard, and a "state of the art" and energy efficient &lt;a href="http://www.energysavers.gov/your_home/space_heating_cooling/index.cfm/mytopic=12590"&gt;hydronic radiant heating system&lt;/a&gt;. And, I have to admit that in general our house is easy to heat so I guess it was doing its job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, problems with the hot water system popped up here and there around the development. The SHA's rental properties were among the first to be discovered. There was a bit of a minor scandal when it was discovered that the SHA not only knew about the defective piping used in the building of all our houses but had been fixing those failed systems without bothering to inform the Homeowner's Association or the other property owners. We even got &lt;a href="http://www.king5.com/health/stories/NW_010308WAB_newholly_water_lead_TP.899e668.html"&gt;a little press coverage&lt;/a&gt; when the SHA finally disclosed what they knew to the homeowners and we found out that information included knowledge that they'd "found unacceptable levels of lead in drinking water pipes." After much brouhaha and water testing around the development the lead thing was ruled to be an isolated issue (corrected a year before the homeowners even learned of it) but a lawsuit erupted over the defective pipes and the SHA's mishandling of the HOA when they had control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lawsuit has finally settled and to our initial relief, it seemed that we were going to receive a settlement check to cover the necessary repairs&gt; In fact, we have indeed received a check. Unfortunately for me, after looking at the two operations that are offering "discounted" quotes (basically, a group rate for the 165 or so homes involved) to replace the system, it's clear that this settlement will only barely cover the basics of the work (the actual replacing of the pipes and water heater) and none of the "additional costs" (ripping up the walls, floors, or ceilings to get to the pipes; drywalling; re-flooring if necessary, repainting) not to mention that we would have to vacate our house for about a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been looking at other options. Until I hear back from the plumbers, I don't even know if the affected pipes were for heating only or if they're all the same pipes that bring water to the taps throughout the house. If the latter, we're kinda screwed. If we have some leeway, it might be possible to just cap off the "heating" pipes and leave them alone, replace the water heater, and then substitute electric heaters in the walls where the electric blowers for the hydronic system already exist. We don't have any ducts built into the house so central heating (or central air) aren't viable options. I've researched &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonenergy.com/heat-pumps?gclid=CNqH-KOH1J0CFSWlagodHWffqw"&gt;heat pumps&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.residential.carrier.com/products/ductfree/index.shtml"&gt;ductfree split system air conditioning&lt;/a&gt;. Even considered a gas or electric fireplace (though we'd have to seriously reduce the number of bookshelves taking up the walls in the house to do that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't typically have to turn on the heat in our house until sometime in November but there's a ticking time bomb in the walls and I don't want to have to face it failing in the middle of January, or during any crazy Snowpocalypse action. If we have to go with replacing the hydronic system with a similar one, the "group pricing" offer we've got in hand from the two plumbers the HOA recruited isn't going to last forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Decisions have to be made. Soon. If anyone knows any good plumbers, HVAC experts, or reasonable and reliable general contractors in our area, I'm taking references and actively investigating my options! Or, if you can think of any other heating options that I haven't mentioned here (as Evan did when he noted that I didn't necessarily have to go with another hydronic system at all) I'd love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: UGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-518282434960959811?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/518282434960959811/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=518282434960959811" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/518282434960959811" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/518282434960959811" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/a3pfw2oz0N4/heating-house.html" title="Heating a House" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/10/heating-house.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-5070658894677239488</id><published>2009-10-18T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:14:44.551-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Holly" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Canby" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><title type="text">Prortland, the GR Summit, and yet more travel</title><content type="html">I started to write about my visit to Portland but it turned out to be a little more emotionally taxing than I thought it was going to be. Took me a while to get back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being back in my mom's house is always hard for me. I love my mom but I can't understand her life. I don't understand her relationship with her husband and it is only with the most strenuous effort that I can tolerate him. While my mom was in surgery, he was in the bar. While my mom was propped up with ice packs and pain pills and trying to recover, he was chain smoking 3 feet away. I drove her to and from the hospital, I filled her prescriptions, I brought her soup and ice packs and pain pills. He went out for a morning bender, staggered in so drunk he could hardly stand at noon and started bellowing. My mother actually believed she was going to get up and fix him lunch! Over my dead body, I said. He passed out for a while until his grandson called him up a couple hours later to invite him out for more drinks... so he staggered out for another "toddy". I'm stretched taut by the stress of being around this stuff for an hour, let alone several days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I had a couple of breaks in the action and I they really did save my sanity. On third day of the stay, my friend Greg (who used to live just down the street while we were growing up) came by and the two of us went to and end of summer celebration hosted by another childhood friend. There were a dozen or so Canby High alums in attendance, few I'd been close to in school but all of whom were great fun now that we're adults. I had a lovely time, shared good food and drink, and both bitched about (and then forgot about) the situation at my mom's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother returned from a month of doing some doctor-stuff out in New York in the midst of my mom's recovery so he came down to check in on her and the two of us went out for dinner together, meeting up with his awesome girlfriend and her brother for some sushi in Portland proper. Afterward, Chad and Megan and I hung out for a while at her place, talked about their residency applications and their time in Haiti. It was SO nice and how I'd REALLY rather spend my "family time". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after recovering from my Portland excursion, we hosted Green Ronin's annual summit out here in Seattle again. This year I felt somewhat subdued, no doubt from the emotional hangover I feel whenever I spend time at my mom's house and around her husband and his spawn. We stuck pretty close to home for our dining breaks: breads and pastries from Columbia City Bakery, pizza and ice cream at Flying Squirrel Pizza, brunch at Verve Wine Bar, lunch at Calamity Jane's and Georgetown Liquor Company. Our meetings were efficient, productive, and on task. Before I knew it, the summit was over, the boys had returned home and I was prepping for the Diamond Retailer Summit in Baltimore five days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally we let Hal handle the Baltimore summit himself since he's virtually local, being in Alexandria and all. This year I thought we'd have made a long-anticipated announcement and we'd need the extra staff but through a comedy of errors and miscommunication announcements have not been made, demos we thought were not scheduled were scheduled (and then weren't done after all) and the "easy" trip that was supposed to involve me staying on the cheap with my business partner ended up being additionally complicated by Hal's house being without running water (hello hotel!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those folks who &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Nikchick"&gt;follow me on Twitter&lt;/a&gt; were able to follow the travails of my return trip in real time as I shared my frustrations 140 characters at a time. 4:20am pick-up from Shuttle Express, aboard my plane at 6-something, sitting on the tarmac for some hazy time period where I was falling in and out of a doze and wishing the plane would take off already so I could recline my oh-so-"comfy" middle seat. Returning to the gate area around 8am to remove a passenger who claimed to be too ill to travel (though I saw her gathering her things and walking off the plane and she didn't seem to be sick at all) and finally taking off. Arriving for my connection in San Francisco 40 minutes too late to make my connection and finding out that the next (and only) flight to Seattle was 9 hours later. Deciding to take the BART to the city to kill time and have lunch, sitting on the BART while a "police incident" closed the station we were trying to reach. Finally boarding the plane and getting my first class upgrade (yay!) but having to sit next to a douche bag. Luckily, a couple of free beers and a complimentary fruit and cheese plate made up for it. Finally arriving in Seattle, standing at baggage claim for an hour and confirming that my bag was not on the plane with me but had been sent to Las Vegas earlier in the day. Deciding that with the day's luck in mind, I just wasn't up to risking taking the last light rail/bus connection to my house and paying out for the $35 cab ride home.  Woo, it's been quite a while since I've had a travel day quite like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm home and plan to be here for a while. I can't quite shake this feeling of utter exhaustion. I'm sleeping too much, tired within an hour or two of waking up, nodding off at my computer, falling asleep on the couch at night while trying to watch tv with Chris or Kate. No rest for the weary, however! In addition to catching up on Green Ronin work, I also have to coordinate the repairs to our heating system in the house, hopefully before the actual cold weather comes. The New Holly homeowners finally received a settlement in the lawsuit over the defective pipes used in the heating systems in our homes. We were thrilled at this news because we've been living with the inevitable complete system failure hanging over our heads for years while this lawsuit played out. Unfortunately, it didn't take us long to figure out that the settlement wasn't actually going to be enough to cover the system replacement. Or, rather, that the settlement *could* cover the system replacement, just not all the "incidental" repairs that we'd need to make. See, the pipes and the water heater and so on are covered in the repair estimates but taking out and replacing the walls to get to the pipes (which, with the hydronic heating system, run through all the walls in the house), repainting, re-flooring (if they have to tear up the floors, too) and so on. We're going to have to come up with several thousand dollars in additional funds in order to put our house back together once they're done and the clock is ticking. Nothing like a little extra stress to keep the heart pumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks out from my 40th birthday and I'm feeling about 100 years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-5070658894677239488?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/5070658894677239488/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=5070658894677239488" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/5070658894677239488" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/5070658894677239488" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/54BKlh0PX6U/prortland-gr-summit-and-yet-more-travel.html" title="Prortland, the GR Summit, and yet more travel" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/10/prortland-gr-summit-and-yet-more-travel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-3545783841701850692</id><published>2009-09-28T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:21:03.560-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PAX" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="game industry" /><title type="text">Summer Recap</title><content type="html">The last couple of months have been pretty active for me and I haven't really written about anything overly personal in months. Figure it's about time to mend that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June was Pramas's 40th birthday. I threw him a party, saw a bunch of old friends and had a really nice time. The following week I went to Portland and camped out at an RV park in my mother's RV so Kate could attend &lt;a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/main/"&gt;Rock Band Camp for Girls&lt;/a&gt;. I videoed Kate's performance from the side of the stage but when I pulled it off the FLIP there was no sound (though there is sound if viewed on the camera) so I've got to figure out what's up with that so I can post the video of her band rockin' out. But I haven't yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July I hosted a friend's 13-year-old son for a week. He's a total gamer and within minutes of his arrival he and Kate were talking Star Trek (or was it Star Wars?) and Xbox. We visited the EMP and the Sci-Fi Museum (which had a bonus Jim Henson exhibit going on), visited Starbucks (the kid likes mochas), stopped at Golden Age Collectibles, introduced him to sushi, and culminated with a visit to the Microsoft Game Studio. I tried to organize a visit to Wizards of the Coast but despite a bunch of advanced notice and call-outs to multiple people there we just weren't able to make that happen, but my friends at Microsoft more than made up for it with the tour they gave the kids of the Game Studio. Kate then went on a week-long trip to Hawaii with her dad and Pramas and I hunkered down to get some work done before GenCon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother returned from his stint doing &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3596093680/"&gt;medical work in Haiti &lt;/a&gt;and suggested that we try to go up to Minnesota together to visit my grandpa (who turned 92 this year) with our dad. I was able to book my GenCon flight through Minneapolis to make this happen and it was a really lovely time. The weather was good, the rest of the family golfed (or followed along in a cart) and I got lots of walking in on the golf courses and great face time with the family. It also took my mind off the fact that &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/markosaari/sets/72157621796169759/"&gt;Ropecon 2009&lt;/a&gt; was going on. Instead I rolled into GenCon feeling as relaxed and happy as I've been in years. Where my brother and I really did not get along as children and I moved in with my dad in 10th grade while he continued to live with my mom, we've grown up and grown into a much happier relationship and I'm really enjoying knowing him as an adult after being either at odds or separated from each other for so many years. Valuable stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August gave way to September and PAX here in Seattle. I attended again this year and reconnected with many good friends from the game industry that I don't get to see nearly enough of. I saw good friends who have moved away for computer jobs and pen-and-paper designers who otherwise don't have reason to visit Seattle. My most popular friends were hard or impossible to track down or only able to speak to us in passing and I left wishing the event had been a couple of days longer so I could have seen more but for me this year was totally about the people and largely not about the content of the event. Sadly, I was also one of the &lt;a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/2009/9/7/feeling-sick/"&gt;hundreds of people who caught the &amp;quot;PAXflu&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt; and lost more than a week to laying around the house coughing, sniffling, and napping feverishly. I got over the worst of it just in time to head down to Portland to help my mom out as she underwent and recovered from nasal surgery. Even now I still have a very slight cough that pops up and it's been three weeks since the onset of my symptoms. Tomorrow I'll write up that trip in more detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings us to the beginning of Fall. Kate started back to school for her eighth grade year while I was down with the flu, her last year at Orca. Pramas and I will be celebrating our 8th wedding anniversary in a couple of days, the bronze anniversary Google tells me. This weekend is the annual Green Ronin summit and the bulk of the boys will be arriving over the course of the day Thursday. The following weekend is the Diamond/Alliance open house in Baltimore which I'll be traveling to this year and by the time I finish that we'll be well into October and less than a month out from my 40th birthday. This is the year that FIVE of the Green Ronins turned 40 with me closing out the pack as the last of the year. It's also a year that has me feeling like a stone skipping across a pond, spinning along with an external momentum and only briefly coming into contact with the real &amp;quot;surface&amp;quot; of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later, for now I must sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-3545783841701850692?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/3545783841701850692/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=3545783841701850692" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3545783841701850692" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3545783841701850692" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/88D6vdmcQgE/summer-recap.html" title="Summer Recap" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/09/summer-recap.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-7666259075531669860</id><published>2009-09-07T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:19:48.305-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PAX" /><title type="text">Favorite PAX Moment</title><content type="html">I tried to deplague-ify myself through diligent hand washing, applications of sanitizer, and I didn't share my controllers or lick any banisters but I still managed to come home with some sort of PAX plague that has settled into my chest over the course of today. So, my PAX report is going to take the form of sharing my single favorite PAX moment by way of Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/38-E1dAJ9vo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/38-E1dAJ9vo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate and I were at this show (stayed through all three Coulton encores) and saw this thing go down live. Knowing what a sincerely nice guy he is, we were both absolutely thrilled to have the chance to watch this unfold. Kate stood right beside me through the whole show, clapping and singing along, and SQUEEEED with genuine 13-year-old girly delight to see her friend, Wil Wheaton, being treated to something as cool as being serenaded by Jonathan Coulton, Paul and Storm, and Molly. As you can see in the video, Wil felt the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-7666259075531669860?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/7666259075531669860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=7666259075531669860" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/7666259075531669860" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/7666259075531669860" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/4l5RIZShd18/favorite-pax-moment.html" title="Favorite PAX Moment" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/09/favorite-pax-moment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-1159550110543720157</id><published>2009-08-27T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:58:08.679-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="summer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title type="text">Table for 15</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3861949823/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/3861949823_aeacb37122_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3861949823/"&gt;Table for 15&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/nikchick/"&gt;Nikchick&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night we had the pleasure of dinner with some friends of Chris's from high school. Elizabeth and Geoff live in Seattle with their blended family (her son and daughter plus his three sons). Elizabeth's sister was in visiting from Boston and another Boston to Seattle transplant plus the Lindroos-Pramas-Freins brought the party up to six adults and nine kids (mostly boys). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was a gigantic feast of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dungeness_crab"&gt;Dungeness crab&lt;/a&gt;, cooked in perhaps the biggest pot I've ever seen in a home kitchen, plus corn, cornbread, a summer salad packed with seasonal vegetables, slabs of watermelon, and plum tarts with ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very few of the kids had eaten crab before and Geoff was enthusiastic about introducing them to a real crab feast. Kate, a burgeoning near-vegetarian, was a little queasy about the crab but gamely tried it and then filled up on corn bread and watermelon (which is what I would have predicted). She's trying to expand her food horizons and challenge her palate but she has a hard time with fish and "sea bugs". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the night crept on and the adults lingered first over wine and then over dessert and coffee, the youngest children started to drop in place, curling up with pillows and under chairs to stay close to the action until they just couldn't keep their eyes open any longer. Meanwhile, several of the boys (including at times both dads) stepped over to an adjoining room that was packed with musical instruments and began jamming. They were FANTASTIC. I tried to get some video of the moment but my phone video was too dark and really couldn't capture the energy and skill of the group. At one point Geoff and his step-daughter were swing dancing while the boys jammed but I was too slow to capture the moment with my phoen (and didn't have my real cameras with me). Kate, an only child, the oldest child there and a girl out-numbered, played a card game with some of the younger kids and then stuck close to the adults as has always been her way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was glorious chaos and good for the soul. I had a marvelous time.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-1159550110543720157?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/1159550110543720157/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=1159550110543720157" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/1159550110543720157" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/1159550110543720157" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/IlHLzFyN7dM/table-for-15.html" title="Table for 15" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/08/table-for-15.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-473111211721646675</id><published>2009-08-26T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:58:24.158-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title type="text">RIP Ted Kennedy</title><content type="html">I am so terribly sad about Ted Kennedy's death from brain cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who can't forgive Ted for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chappaquiddick_incident"&gt;Chappaquiddick&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Chappaquiddick is something that happened before I was born. Ted Kennedy, who had two brothers ASSASSINATED, developed an alcohol problem and had a tragic car accident because of it? Color me shocked... shocked, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, if Kate was killed in a stupid, tragic alcohol/drug-related car accident, I'd be upset. I'd be REALLY upset. But that doesn't necessarily mean that the guy involved in the accident was "devil incarnate" or an "irredeemable bastard." My position is that Ted Kennedy has done enough for the United States of America to redeem himself on that. He cleaned up, eventually, and frankly, until you or I have TWO brothers BRUTALLY MURDERED, I refuse to pretend to pass judgment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted Kennedy reflected and supported my values in Congress. We needed him and he took up that burden for us. I know "conservatives" hate him, I know there are people who can't get over his liberal politics or his privilege or his flaws. I'm unconcerned by those issues where he is concerned.  To me, he will always be "The Lion of the Senate." I can say without any cynicism or sarcasm, I appreciate the role he played in passing important legislation such as the &lt;a href="http://www.dol.gov/dol/topic/health-plans/cobra.htm"&gt;COBRA&lt;/a&gt; Act, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comprehensive_Anti-Apartheid_Act"&gt;Comprehensive Anti-Apartheid Act&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.ada.gov/"&gt;Americans with Disabilities Act&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://hab.hrsa.gov/"&gt;Ryan White AIDS Care Act&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.eeoc.gov/policy/cra91.html"&gt;Civil Rights Act of 1991&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.hhs.gov/ocr/privacy/"&gt;Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.cms.hhs.gov/healthinsreformforconsume/04_thementalhealthparityact.asp"&gt;Mental Health Parity Act&lt;/a&gt; in 1996 and 2008, the &lt;a href="http://www.cms.hhs.gov/home/chip.asp"&gt;State Children's Health Insurance Program&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest, Ted. So sorry to hear that your life has been cut short, because despite your long career I do believe that you had much more to give and many more crazy Republican crap to defend us from. I hope someone will give us their all the way you did, I long to find some progressive who was raised to believe in the obligation we all have to service. But as far as I'm concerned, you've paid your debt through public service. I intend no disrespect to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Jo_Kopechne"&gt;Mary Jo Kopechne&lt;/a&gt; by this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Ted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-473111211721646675?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/473111211721646675/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=473111211721646675" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/473111211721646675" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/473111211721646675" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/mhokfhDc4w4/rip-ted-kennedy.html" title="RIP Ted Kennedy" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/08/rip-ted-kennedy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-2520632184503853070</id><published>2009-07-14T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:25:22.420-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title type="text">I used to be a blogger</title><content type="html">There was a time when I happily blogged about things and shared rants, recipes and random trivia with people through the internet. After taking a long break and trying to get back to it, I'm not having much luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I would have written up a passionate rant trying to convince people to join me in this or that fight against injustice. Today I'm keeping that kind of thing more to myself, I guess. However, Colin McComb's recent link to a Bill Moyers interview with Wendall Potter (a former health insurance exec at Cigna) did manage to get the ol' blood pumping again enough to at least post a link here as well. Americans, read this and demand change! Non-Americans, read this and fight tooth and nail to keep it from happening where you live. Don't just excerpt, go slog through the full transcript. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/moyers/journal/07102009/transcript2.html"&gt;WENDELL POTTER: The industry has always tried to make Americans think that government-run systems are the worst thing that could possibly happen to them, that if you even consider that, you're heading down on the slippery slope towards socialism. So they have used scare tactics for years and years and years, to keep that from happening. If there were a broader program like our Medicare program, it could potentially reduce the profits of these big companies. So that is their biggest concern.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-2520632184503853070?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/2520632184503853070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=2520632184503853070" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/2520632184503853070" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/2520632184503853070" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/v9kDUwyfC5s/i-used-to-be-blogger.html" title="I used to be a blogger" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/07/i-used-to-be-blogger.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-5568775698028042896</id><published>2009-06-16T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:07:37.124-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="party" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pramas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cooking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><title type="text">Cooking for the Pramas Party</title><content type="html">Unbeknownst to Pramas, I was plotting his birthday party for a couple of months before it happened. It all started with me beguiling him into agreeing to put our Belize money into a patio. I wasted no time in getting that started because my secret plan was to have it done in time for a birthday barbecue. Fortune favored me on that and I was able to get a company to come out and do the patio in pavers for what it would have cost me for a concrete pour (taking advantage of a company that had just the right number of pavers left over from a bigger job). Then, I got a great deal on a grill during a Memorial Day sale and was able to do a lot of landscaping improvements while Chris was away at Enfilade and Book Expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, Chris is used to my compulsion to make sure all guests are well fed and while he did think I was going a little overboard for a barbecue with half a dozen people, he put up very little resistence, even getting the extra chairs out of the attic "just to be safe". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was expecting up to a dozen more people to show up, we had plenty of guests, including friends from San Francisco and Vancouver, BC who made it over. The surprise kept rolling as people kept arriving over the first three hours of the party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get as far into the last minute cooking as I'd wanted because I misplaced my big pasta bowl which was the only bowl that would fit the pesto pasta dish I'd made and left me running around with things half completed when people started arriving in numbers. I managed to get out some chips, Pramas's famous hummus, fruit (watermelon, cantaloupe, cherries, strawberries... I still have a pineapple left, which I might try grilling up for game night), &lt;a href="http://www.maria-brazil.org/brazilian_heartsofpalm_salad.htm"&gt;Salada de palmito&lt;/a&gt;, where I substituted fig-balsamic vinegar instead of using red wine vinegar, &lt;a href="http://nikchick.com/recipes/pesto_pasta.htm"&gt;pesto pasta&lt;/a&gt;, a full spread of cheese and salumi salami with some of &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/04/dining/041mrex-web.html?_r=1&amp;ref=dining"&gt;Mark Bittman's Parmesan cream crackers&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2008/08/crisp-rosemary-flatbread/"&gt;Smitten Kitchen's rosemary flatbread&lt;/a&gt;, a couple of different types of tofu on skewers for our vegetarian guests, &lt;a href="http://www.nikchick.com/recipes/pulled_pork.html"&gt;North Carolina-style Pulled Pork&lt;/a&gt;, hamburgers and sausages from Columbia City's own Bob's Quality Meats on buns from Columbia City Bakery. (I also couldn't resist a loaf of their whiskey cake with espresso glaze, which we never even got around to slicing.) I also baked two &lt;a href="http://www.nikchick.com/recipes/Guinness_Cake.html"&gt;Guinness Chocolate Cakes&lt;/a&gt;. Believe it or not, I had originally intended to have another salad (Avocado and Belgian endive), fresh salsa (Salsa Criolla), and chicken satays with homemade peanut sauce and some homemade ice cream but I flat ran out of time on those. Game night should certainly benefit from remainders this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taken me a couple of days to feel recovered after the last push on getting the house, yard, and food set up to my liking for the party but I'm definitely feeling in the swing of cooking again if nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-5568775698028042896?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/5568775698028042896/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=5568775698028042896" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/5568775698028042896" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/5568775698028042896" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/6P9JRVKoAEA/cooking-for-pramas-party.html" title="Cooking for the Pramas Party" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/06/cooking-for-pramas-party.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-3971532960002383987</id><published>2009-06-10T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:56:53.325-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nutrition" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cooking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title type="text">Cooking and eating</title><content type="html">I've been getting back in the swing of cooking around here again but not back in the swing of blogging about it. During my recent silent period I did a bunch of work in the back yard of the house, including finally putting in those raised beds that I've been talking about installing in the side yard for years now. I've got tomatoes, peppers, winter squash, basil (sweet and Thai), and several other herbs, doing really well. The strawberries are unhappy, the onions were looking pretty sad even before I got them in the ground. Jury is still out on the beans and peas. I'm still hoping to see some sunflowers and wildflowers from the seeds I spread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I cooked up a couple of halibut cheeks wrapped in prosciutto (inspired by Cook Local's &lt;a href="http://www.cooklocal.com/?p=986"&gt;Prosciutto wrapped halibut with asparagus sauce&lt;/a&gt; and then grilled, along with scallops with basil (from the garden!) also wrapped in prosciutto that came out pretty well. I've been keeping a steady stream of asparagus in the house from the farmer's market and just loving it. The farmer's market has been a great source of inspiration lately, full of strawberries, rhubarb, great bunches of mint, spring onions, amazing tomatoes, Columbia City Bakery's baked goods, and lovely rarities like &lt;a href="http://www.care2.com/greenliving/how-to-use-kohlrabi.html"&gt;kohlrabi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-a-sunchoke.htm"&gt;sunchokes&lt;/a&gt;. I also baked &lt;a href="http://blondieandbrownie.blogspot.com/2009/06/raspberry-rhubarb-pie-with-chai-oatmeal.html"&gt;Blondie and Brownie's fabulous raspberry-rhubarb pie&lt;/a&gt; though I used about half as much of the chai-oatmeal crumble topping as called for and might cut it back even further in the future, I've been on the Cooking Light minimalist-style of pie baking for too long, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Cooking Light, it remains my go to for excellent, good-for-you recipes but I have been branching out a bit. After many years of almost but not quite getting a grill, I finally have one and the weather's been cooperating so I've been going through Steven Raichlen's books for recipes and techniques, or doing a little more experimenting via new-to-me food blogs. I also have a bit of a food crush going on for &lt;a href="http://www.eatingwell.com"&gt;Eating Well&lt;/a&gt; magazine right now. Picked it up on a whim and was pleased to note their nutrition and health advisory board includes people like &lt;a href="http://steinhardt.nyu.edu/faculty_bios/view/Marion_Nestle"&gt;Marion Nestle&lt;/a&gt; (author of &lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/0520224655?tag=steinhardt-20&amp;camp=0&amp;creative=0&amp;linkCode=as4&amp;creativeASIN=0520224655&amp;adid=1Y3A1M9X9BWRMAKEJ5D6&amp;"&gt;Food Politics&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/0520232925?tag=steinhardt-20&amp;camp=0&amp;creative=0&amp;linkCode=as4&amp;creativeASIN=0520232925&amp;adid=1K4FS15P574Z27BMWYPC&amp;"&gt;Safe Food&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://aem.cornell.edu/faculty_content/wansink.htm"&gt;Brian Wansink&lt;/a&gt; (currently the Executive Director at the USDA Center for Nutrition Policy and Promotion and author of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mindless-Eating-More-Than-Think/dp/0553384481/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1244695426&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Mindless Eating&lt;/a&gt;). The rest of their advisory board members are similarly prominent nutrition scientists, professors, and researchers but Nestle and Wansink jumped out at me in particular because I just finished reading Michael Pollan's &lt;a href="http://www.michaelpollan.com/indefense.php"&gt;In Defense of Food&lt;/a&gt; which quotes both Nestle and Wansink; I read Wansink's book last year myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm interested in the sorts of things that are appearing in Eating Well at the moment and it's a fresh take on food and nutrition that I really appreciate. My current favorite recipe is their Huevos Rancheros Verdes, which I've been making for a couple of weeks now. Dead easy and everyone in the family likes it! I'll post it below. Give it a try, if you like it you might like the rest of Eating Well Magazine, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heuvos Rancheros Verdes&lt;br /&gt;Eating Well Magazine May/June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups very thinly sliced romaine lettuce&lt;br /&gt;1 scallion, sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons fresh cilantro&lt;br /&gt;3 teaspoons canola oil&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 15-ounce can pinto beans, drained and rinsed&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup salsa verde&lt;br /&gt;8 6-inch corn tortillas&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup shredded sharp Cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;4 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine lettuce, scallion, cilantro, 1 tsp. oil, lime juice, 1/8 tsp. salt and 1/8 tsp. pepper in a bowl. Set aside. Combine beans and salsa in another bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coat both sides of each tortilla with cooking spray. Place tortillas on a large backing sheet in four sets of overlapping pairs. Each pair should overlap by about 3 inches. Spoon about 1/3 cup of the bean mixture over each pair of tortillas and sprinkle with 3 tbsp. cheese each. Bake until the beans are hot and the cheese is melted, about 10 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, heat the remaining 2 teaspoons oil in  large nonstick skillet over medium heat. Crack each egg into a small bowl and slip them one at a time into the pan, taking care not to break the yolks. Season the eggs with remaining 1/8 tsp. salt and pepper. Reduce heat to medium-low and cook undisturbed 5 to 7 minutes for soft-set yolks. For hard-set yolks, cover the pan after 5 minutes and continue cooking until yolks are cooked through, 4 to 6 minutes more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To assemble, place an egg on top of each pair of tortillas and top with a generous 1/4 cup of the lettuce mixture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-3971532960002383987?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/3971532960002383987/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=3971532960002383987" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3971532960002383987" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3971532960002383987" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/gL2MVoF-mnE/cooking-and-eating.html" title="Cooking and eating" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/06/cooking-and-eating.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-7307935970104980699</id><published>2009-06-04T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:30:37.549-07:00</updated><title type="text">My brother</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3596093680/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2478/3596093680_f8de597649_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3596093680/"&gt;Chad in clinic&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/nikchick/"&gt;Nikchick&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My brother and his lovely girlfriend are both doctors. They're spending the summer doing doctorly work in Haiti and Megan sent some photos today. This one is of my brother at work in the clinic. They're also both spending some time each week learning Creole and playing with orphans at the Kai Mira orphanage that is associated with their program. (Megan writes that my brother, true to form, is very popular with the kids because he's so fun to play with... and that he sprained his ankle playing soccer with them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of my brother and Megan for going into medicine in the first place (with an eye to providing medical care for the poor and vulnerable) and for doing this kind of work in Haiti, which has so constantly been in need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told my friends about what my brother was up to this summer, one friend shared her family connection to the effort to provide medical care in Haiti, too. Her husband's aunt was married to Larry Mellon, who (inspired by Albert Schweitzer's work in Gabon) decided in his late 30s to go to medical school, became a doctor at the age of 44 and founded Hospital Albert Schweitzer in Haiti in 1956. His aunt Gwen became a medical assistant and worked beside her husband there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Paul Farmer (about whom the book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mountains-Beyond-Healing-World-Farmer/dp/0375506160"&gt;Mountains Beyond Mountains&lt;/a&gt; was written) is of a similar mind as Larry Mellon and he, too, went to Haiti looking to provide medical care to some of the world's poorest. He co-founded Partners in Health, which began work in Haiti and has since grown to become a worldwide health organization. After working with the Haitian people and witnessing the 2004 coup d'etat Farmer also went on to co-found the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Institute_for_Justice_%26_Democracy_in_Haiti"&gt;Institute for Justice and Democracy in Haiti&lt;/a&gt;. Farmer is speaking at the University of Washington later this month and I plan to attend his lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad and Megan will be back from Haiti in about 8 more weeks but I'm sure this experience will stay with them much longer than that. Did I mention how proud of them I am?&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-7307935970104980699?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/7307935970104980699/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=7307935970104980699" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/7307935970104980699" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/7307935970104980699" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/JEuX8gwDggw/my-brother.html" title="My brother" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/06/my-brother.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-3507234162555881014</id><published>2009-05-22T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:31:22.937-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><title type="text">Snapshot of my day</title><content type="html">I'm not one who ever posts a summary of my Twitter activity as a substitute for a blog entry but I'm making an exception today because I think these give a pretty good snapshot of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is gone for the weekend, playing games at Enfilade in Olympia. The weather is supposed to be really outstanding this weekend so I hope to hang with Kate and get a lot accomplished on my yard and gardening projects while the sun shines. Also, barbecues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the snapshot of my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a family of Bewick's wrens living in my birdhouse. I think this is the first time it's been used instead of my laundry room vent. Yay (12:25pm Pacific)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://twitpic.com/5pplv - Sunny day 'office'. (12:57pm Pacific)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy just walked past chanting/singing happily, "Yipee Yi Ay, mini sirloin burgers!" I can hear him fading into the sunny distance. (3:17pm Pacific)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text message from my daughter: "Can I have a squirrel?" Uh... no. (3:25pm Pacific)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate and I grilled burgers, watched birds and talked anime. Next: movie night! (8:52pm Pacific)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just overheard Kate telling my plan to eventually have her drums in the garage. "Then we could have a real garage band." (8:54pm Pacific)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eavesdropping on teen phone call: "Awsome...awesome...that's,like, triply awesome...sounds awesome.... That would be totally awsome." (8:56pm Pacific)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-3507234162555881014?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/3507234162555881014/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=3507234162555881014" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3507234162555881014" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3507234162555881014" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/E2df_To9JOE/snapshot-of-my-day.html" title="Snapshot of my day" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/05/snapshot-of-my-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-468464251405293996</id><published>2009-05-13T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:33:37.036-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="games" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sushi" /><title type="text">Game Night</title><content type="html">One of our wayward former game-night friends was back in town tonight after a year's absence. &lt;a href="http://jesslebow.com/bio.php"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt; took a job in Orange County about a little over a year ago and (along with the defections of &lt;a href="http://foxbat.livejournal.com/"&gt;Bruce the Traitor&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://codrus.livejournal.com/"&gt;Tim&lt;/a&gt;) his loss was sorely felt at game night. He's back in Seattle for the &lt;a href="http://www.2009.loginconference.com/index.php"&gt;LOGIN conference&lt;/a&gt; at the moment and made time to get together with us for a little game night action tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very much like old times. Jess came by and we ran down to Georgetown's excellent &lt;a href="http://fullthrottlebottles.com/"&gt;Full Throttle Bottles&lt;/a&gt; to stock up on some beverages, where Jess struck up a conversation on microbrews with the owner. Somehow the conversation veered over to my &lt;a href="http://www.greenronin.com/store/product/tshirt_true20.html"&gt;True20 t-shirt&lt;/a&gt;. "Oh, really? I know a little about gaming. My brother is &lt;a href="http://www.wizards.com/Magic/Magazine/Article.aspx?x=mtgcom/feature/103"&gt;Mark Tedin&lt;/a&gt;." "No way! My husband used to commute with Mark when they both worked at Wizards of the Coast." Just a typical example of the crazy small world you find when you venture out in Seattle. Both Jess and Chris knew and liked Mark from Wizards and now we're chatting up his brother at the local kick-ass beer and wine store in Georgetown, just a hop and a skip from my house. Love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loaded with beer, Jess and I also stopped in at The Cutting Board to pick up a hefty platter of sushi for dinner. The Cutting Board is the nearest thing I have to a local sushi place, with the added benefit that they have a huge variety of unusual sushi rolls, including many variations that are vegetarian or that include uncommon ingredients like fruits. The drawback is that we didn't have a menu of their unique rolls with us before arriving so we had to wait a long while to get the take out order... if we'd been able to look at a menu in advance we could have called in or something. Still, the rolls were delicious and original and once we finally returned with food we all ate until we were stuffed. Mmm, sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of game nights we've played Fantasy Flight's cute little board game, &lt;a href="http://www.fantasyflightgames.com/edge_minisite.asp?eidm=36"&gt;Red November&lt;/a&gt;. Kate can actually claim credit for introducing the family to this one; she got it from her dad for her birthday. She begged off playing with us tonight (my budding teen would rather listen to music and read anime fiction on the internet) but we enjoyed a complete game and it was just like Jess had never left. Fun to have him back in the fold, if just for a night. I like this game. The first game went slowly as we didn't properly understand all the rules and kept having to check the rules for clarifications (and, we found out we'd played half the game under a misunderstanding of the rules which made the game much less fun!). This second game was more smooth, though we still had to check back to the rules a few times. The fun of the game really requires players to not be tentative and is definitely boosted by knowing the rules well. I like the game and am willing to put the time in to master the rules in the interest of increasing the speed of the game, because I think it is probably a real riot when played balls out and full speed ahead (I mean, isn't that what you'd expect from drunken gnomes on a flooding, fire-plagued, sinking, kraken-plagued submarine?) but I'm not sure if everyone else is as taken with it as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, we managed to have a super successful game night, early this week in honor of Jess visiting Seattle. This has left me in a very pleasant mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-468464251405293996?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/468464251405293996/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=468464251405293996" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/468464251405293996" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/468464251405293996" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/uqEUl8gaSTY/game-night.html" title="Game Night" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/05/game-night.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-4936987736432722223</id><published>2009-05-05T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:37:03.152-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nutrition" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="science" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GMOs" /><title type="text">No GMO</title><content type="html">The issue of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genetically_modified_organism"&gt;Genetically Modified Organisms&lt;/a&gt; first came to my attention when I started seeing headlines about lawsuits over &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/1998/11/10/business/novartis-loses-suit-over-its-corn-patent.html"&gt;patents on corn&lt;/a&gt;. While I am generally a fan of technology and I don't shun things like immunizations, the idea of patented food raised real red flags for me, especially as more cases surfaced of the patent-holding corporations going to court against farmers whose crops were found to contain patented corn DNA without a license (whether the farmers were purposely trying to get around licensing their crops or whether the GMO crops had been inadvertently gotten mixed with the non-GMO crops was under fierce debate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just joined the &lt;a href="http://realfoodmedia.com/no-gmo-challenge/"&gt;No GMO Challenge&lt;/a&gt; with the intent of actively avoiding GMOs for the next thirty days. I've been vaguely aware of the issue since those cases I noticed back in the 90s and chose non-GMO options at the store when presented with a clear alternative but I haven't made a conscious effort to avoid them. Now that I'm specifically on the lookout, it should be informative to see where they might have been slipping in under my radar. I've done this kind of experiment before, first with regard to &lt;a href=:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hydrogenated_oil#In_the_food_industry:&gt;hyrogenated oil&lt;/a&gt; and trans fats (thanks to &lt;a href="http://knol.google.com/k/bruce-cordell/trans-fat/3hmkpbhx88g32/2#"&gt;Bruce Cordell&lt;/a&gt; bringing it to my attention) and then again with regard to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High-fructose_corn_syrup#Health_effects"&gt;high fructose corn syrup&lt;/a&gt;, which is in darn near everything, including your bread! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking of that Patton Oswalt bit: "Hi, we're Science! We're all about 'coulda' not 'shoulda'."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-4936987736432722223?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/4936987736432722223/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=4936987736432722223" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/4936987736432722223" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/4936987736432722223" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/yjVv8jJyXXM/no-gmo.html" title="No GMO" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/05/no-gmo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-2938147954901459926</id><published>2009-05-03T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:15:05.592-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gardening" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Belize" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home" /><title type="text">Homing</title><content type="html">I spent a lot of time the other night reading up on the &lt;a href="http://encyclopedia.tfd.com/Gilded+Age"&gt;Gilded Age&lt;/a&gt; because I was thinking about writing up a political post. Found I don't quite have the stamina to wade into that right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, Chris and I spent a Kate-free weekend at home. Because Zipcar has removed virtually all Zipcars south of I-90 and I was driving Kate up to her dad's,in honor of the rare sunny weather, I chose a fun little Mini Cooper car from a U District location. Chris met up with me when I returned the car and we had a nice walk and dinner out before heading home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the weather couldn't have been more different! Unfortunately arm and shoulder injury prevent me from doing many of the things I normally handle solo, so Chris had agreed to spend Saturday helping me get our yard in order before the HOA "make sure you're up to code" spring deadline this week. The day was rainy, cold, and windy and not at all good weather for handling our landscaping plan but it couldn't be helped and Pramas was such a good sport. He pushed heavy carts, ran the lawn mover and trimmer, carried heavy bags of mulch, pulled up old weed barrier fabric, and anything else I needed. We removed weeds and nuisance plants, laid new weed barrier, spread a bunch of bark. This morning I was able to remove my formerly beautiful trailing rosemary bush that died after the winter storms and trim back a few bushes and trees in the back yard before I ran out of time. Chris and I spent a couple of hours together, had a little brunch and then it was time to pick up Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my previously stated desire to go to Belize for my 40th birthday this year, in order to do that trip the way I would really want to do it we'd have to spend far more than I'm comfortable committing to this year. I talked it over with Chris today and we're going to spend our saved vacation money on putting in a proper patio and a barbecue so we can enjoy our house over the summer instead. Kate is only spending two weeks of her summer vacation (and not even consecutive weeks) with her dad this year and aside from Chris heading to Book Expo in a couple of weeks we personally have no convention travel booked until GenCon. I don't don't want to be all smarmy and say we're planning a "stay-cation" but that does seem to be how it's shaping up and I'm plenty happy with that. Belize can wait until I can do it the way I really want to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-2938147954901459926?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/2938147954901459926/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=2938147954901459926" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/2938147954901459926" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/2938147954901459926" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/s6RqaFZlkdw/homing.html" title="Homing" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/05/homing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-6836583505293686867</id><published>2009-04-30T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:00:29.957-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="finland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Vappu!</title><content type="html">A shout out to all my Finnish brethren, happy Vappu everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little about Vappu in Finland:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.finland.com/main-201-id.do"&gt;From Finland.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walpurgis_Night"&gt;From Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metafilter.com/71274/Vappu-The-more-you-know"&gt;From Metafilter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Importantly: &lt;i&gt;Vappu without drinking is like Christmas without presents.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I don't have any student caps and I think I'm short on overalls, too. However, since it's game night around Chez Ronin this evening, drinking shouldn't be too hard to manage. In fact, I still have some of the booze I brought back from our &lt;a href="http://www.ropecon.fi/blog/index.php/Main/HomePage"&gt;Ropecon&lt;/a&gt; trip and have been hoarding. What a perfect time to break it out, hot on the heels of having "oily" Finnish beer and Salmiakki drinks at &lt;a href="http://www.thecoppergate.com/"&gt;Copper Gate&lt;/a&gt; (careful, link contains boobies) in Ballard last week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-6836583505293686867?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/6836583505293686867/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=6836583505293686867" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/6836583505293686867" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/6836583505293686867" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/FuLlZr_nHv8/vappu.html" title="Vappu!" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/04/vappu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-2400401964354011111</id><published>2009-04-28T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:12:45.669-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">Where did April go?</title><content type="html">Wow, I've definitely been AWOL on the blog front for the last several months but April has to be the worst blog month in my history of blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it all started back in 2008. Many things popped up to cause me stress and anxiety last year. There were multiple family health problems and crises. There were challenges, irritations, and difficulties with the business that went beyond the sorts of things I've come to expect in my two decades of hobby game industry experience. Friends changed jobs, split up, and/or moved away which shook up every aspect of our lives from work to play. Even our game group was decimated and barely continues to lurch forward, zombie-like, with the two members who remain and like to at least come over fro dinner and drinks even if we can't agree on a game to play. Someone I thought I'd heard the last of over twenty years ago made a very unwelcome return to my life and stirred up a lot of horrific memories that I'd been perfectly content to leave deeply buried, untouched and unexamined. Even my food blogging all but stopped after my camera was stolen from Kate and we found our increased life expenses contracted our dining budget. 2008 was my year of withdrawal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was starting to come out of it a little but then I looked at the calendar today and realized April has gone. The first week of April was Kate's spring break and I tried to spend a little extra time with her because I'm aware the days where she thinks it's fun to hang out with her old mom are probably numbered. The following week I took Kate to Sakura*Con here in Seattle while Chris flew the flag out at Norwescon, then as soon as that was over I flew out to Las Vegas for the GAMA Trade Show. Back to Seattle where I had to handle everything I didn't get to before I left, those things that came up while I was gone, and generally just catch up. In the midst of all this I finally got my painful arm problem diagnosed (combo of rotator cuff impingement and tendinitis, yay hooray) but the "try this for six weeks before we escalate to MRIs and surgery" therapy hasn't yielded any results at all for me so far and I am still in pain. Carrying a basket of laundry, twisting a tight lid off a jar, or even just vigorously chopping something for a recipe sets it off and that's meant that I've had to pull way back in both yoga and weight training, two things I was really enjoying and seeing good results from. Sadness. In much happier news, Kate was accepted to &lt;a href="http://www.girlsrockcamp.org/about/history"&gt;Rock Band Camp for Girls&lt;/a&gt; and I just need to figure out how exactly we're going to get there and where we're going to stay (as it's a day camp only) but she's one happy girl and we're all very proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Kate and I visited the Portland area. I had plenty to do down there but wasn't sure we'd pull of the visit until the night before we left. I was able to get a deal on a hotel through Hotwire and a cheap last-minute rental car. We packed a lot in: visited with my doctor brother before he leaves for Haiti to do doctor things for the summer, stopped in on an old friend from my junior high/high school years, connected with one of The Moms and her daughter (a nationally ranked fencer who was competing in Portland over the weekend), and paid a short visit to my mother and her husband, the first time I've been down since he had a stroke a month ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now April is nearly gone and here comes May. Tomorrow is the first Columbia City Farmer's Market. The days are longer again and it's about time to shake off this introspection and withdrawal, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-2400401964354011111?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/2400401964354011111/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=2400401964354011111" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/2400401964354011111" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/2400401964354011111" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/PJjFa1Yw6zE/where-did-april-go.html" title="Where did April go?" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/04/where-did-april-go.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-1275590896780879993</id><published>2009-04-09T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:59:03.515-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Green Ronin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="game industry" /><title type="text">An Open Letter to Marcus King</title><content type="html">Dear Marcus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke this morning to see Green Ronin called out on the front page&lt;br /&gt;of ICv2 as part of your commentary on PDF pricing,(&lt;br /&gt;http://www.icv2.com/articles/news/14705.html ). Spurred by the Wizards&lt;br /&gt;of the Coast sudden decision to discontinue all PDF sales of their&lt;br /&gt;products, Green Ronin announced we were putting ONE product (our&lt;br /&gt;True20 Core Book) on sale for $9.99. You ask "...would you also like&lt;br /&gt;to drop the MSRP of your True20 core book to $9.99 -- so that your&lt;br /&gt;distribution and retail partners can continue to support that title,&lt;br /&gt;and your line?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to that question, sir, is NO. First of all, the retail&lt;br /&gt;price of the True20 PDF is $17.95 while the retail price of True20&lt;br /&gt;Adventure Roleplaying in printed format is $29.95. If we put the book&lt;br /&gt;on sale for $9.99 we would lose money on every book sold. If my&lt;br /&gt;distribution and retail partners need me to lose money on every book&lt;br /&gt;in order to "continue to support that title" that's the kind of&lt;br /&gt;"support" I can't afford.  Secondly, this is a temporary sale in&lt;br /&gt;response to ongoing events and changes in the marketplace. If you are&lt;br /&gt;concerned that a $9.99 PDF if the rules is going to seriously undercut&lt;br /&gt;your business as your price-conscious customers flock to buy electrons&lt;br /&gt;during the sale, I would point to the True20 Pocket Player's Guide&lt;br /&gt;which we've had available for sale since December 2006, at a retail&lt;br /&gt;price of $14.95, put out to appeal to those very same price-conscious&lt;br /&gt;consumers. I will also point out that Green Ronin has, and will&lt;br /&gt;continue to, offer sales and special incentives to the hobby tier and&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that you and your store have benefited from those&lt;br /&gt;because I personally helped you move stacks of books to your GenCon&lt;br /&gt;booth in advance of our industry-wide sale on our d20-logo products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I read "...I am insulted that my friends, my business&lt;br /&gt;"partners" or "publishing suppliers" value another sales channel so&lt;br /&gt;much that they would make a special effort to support that channel&lt;br /&gt;over the one I have worked in for 20+ years, and hope to work in for&lt;br /&gt;another 20"  I will tell you that I match your insult. I am insulted&lt;br /&gt;that you feel a sale in response to a marketplace occurrence entitles&lt;br /&gt;you to some sort of cut, somewhere, regardless. You characterize our&lt;br /&gt;sale as valuing another sales channel but that is not at all true. To&lt;br /&gt;use an analogy, if you have a sale on your HD DVDs and a customer&lt;br /&gt;complains that they "deserve" a discount on the BluRay DVDs, do they&lt;br /&gt;get one? Are you valuing your HD customers over your BlueRay&lt;br /&gt;customers, or are you responding to the conditions of the marketplace&lt;br /&gt;(in which BluRay sales substantially outstrip HD sales)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Green Ronin's General Manager I reserve the right to set the price&lt;br /&gt;of our products as we see fit and to engage in marketing and promotion&lt;br /&gt;for my company and our products. I don't attempt to micromanage our&lt;br /&gt;relationships with our distribution and retail partners and I would&lt;br /&gt;appreciate the same respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-1275590896780879993?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/1275590896780879993/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=1275590896780879993" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/1275590896780879993" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/1275590896780879993" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/9Tr-ftxAwVE/open-letter-to-marcus-king.html" title="An Open Letter to Marcus King" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/04/open-letter-to-marcus-king.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-145159072978301179</id><published>2009-03-15T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:38:59.035-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kate" /><title type="text">What Your Kids Think of You</title><content type="html">Thanks to Facebook, several of The Moms have done this with their kids. As I'm pondering issues of life, identity, mortality and the like, I gave it to Kate to get a glimpse of how she sees her ol' mom. Here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is something mom always says to you?&lt;br /&gt;Come look at this. &lt;br /&gt;Can you get my coffee? &lt;br /&gt;Dishwasher. [this is her chore reminder] &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What makes mommy happy?&lt;br /&gt;If I do my chores.&lt;br /&gt;If I do good on a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What makes mom sad?&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot, if the house is REALLY messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How does your mom make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of ways. If she says something funny or does something funny.&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting things that I remind her about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your mom like as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Tomboy. Geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How old is your mom?&lt;br /&gt;39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How tall is your mom?&lt;br /&gt;5'10"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is her favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Cook. Play on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What does your mom do when you're not around?&lt;br /&gt;Check e-mail, play Hatchlings? How am I supposed to know, I'm not around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?&lt;br /&gt;A famous chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your mom really good at?&lt;br /&gt;Cooking, technology know-how, xbox, home improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your mom not very good at?&lt;br /&gt;Baking (she wrote in then crossed out "fixing computers"... I thought that was funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What does your mom do for her job?&lt;br /&gt;Make roleplaying games, fill mail orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your mom's favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;She has a lot... ... ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What makes you proud of mommy?&lt;br /&gt;When she stands up against my school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?&lt;br /&gt;That's a REALLY hard question. I don't know, best guess... Buttercup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you and your mom do together?&lt;br /&gt;Watch tv after dinner, eat together on Wednesdays [this is "girls' night" because Chris plays minis on Wednesdays].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How are you and your mom the same?&lt;br /&gt;We both like the same stuff, we think the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How are you and your mom different?&lt;br /&gt;She can't stand Naruto and is older, forgets easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How do you know your mom loves you?&lt;br /&gt;She says it. She just does. She knows me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where is your mom's favorite place to go?&lt;br /&gt;Finland [she surrounded this answer with stars]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-145159072978301179?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/145159072978301179/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=145159072978301179" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/145159072978301179" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/145159072978301179" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/sKAjifU0E_I/what-your-kids-think-of-you.html" title="What Your Kids Think of You" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/03/what-your-kids-think-of-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-362775944694272466</id><published>2009-03-14T15:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:42:35.716-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Linda" /><title type="text">In Memoriam</title><content type="html">I'm in a weird head space right now. Longtime friends and readers may remember that I am still part of an e-mail list that started when I was pregnant, as a pregnancy support list. I was living in Vancouver at the time, my husband was absorbed in graduate studies and I was rather isolated being so far from friends and family. After the babies were born, many of us stuck together and the list morphed into a "moms of infants" support group, then moms of toddlers, moms of pre-schoolers, moms of... you get the picture. Today we're moms of teens, or as we're known in my house "The Moms." You don't mess with The Moms. We have each others' backs, are there for our cohorts in need of advice, celebration, compassion, humor, tech support, a shoulder to cry on, a reality check, an alternate view, and most of all love. While each of us gets along with certain sub-groups better than others, I've grown to consider these women the extended family I always wanted. They're my sisters and cousins, aunties to my daughter, their children like so many nieces and nephews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been together just about 14 years now. We've weathered job loss, children with special needs, alcoholism, divorce, depression, infertility, miscarriages, cancer, the death of a child, the death of a spouse, the death of a parent... and now, the death of one of our own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Linda died suddenly in her sleep on Thursday, sometime after her husband and daughter left the house for work and school. Bob, bless him, thought to let The Moms know right away in the midst of everything else on his shoulders, in the midst of handling the arrangements and taking care of their 13-year-old daughter Elizabeth. I gasped out loud, the breath knocked out of me when I got the news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda was a staunch supporter and a stalwart ally. She and Bob were among the few list members who met in DC to throw me a bridal shower when Chris and I got married, the bridal shower that I was never able to attend because I came down with pneumonia at GenCon and my doctor flat out forbade me to travel. Instead I talked to each of them on the phone, gasping and wheezing how sorry I was that I couldn't make the party they were so kind to throw me. It was my one and only opportunity to meet Linda in person, which I was never able to do. Linda shared my political leanings, sharp tongue, fiery sense of justice and expectation of decency and fair play (or pay the price). She was always quick to congratulate our (and our children's) accomplishments and condemn our detractors, a sharp wit always at the ready. I miss her input terribly already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may try to wrangle a trip together so I can attend her memorial on Monday. It feels like I should. This is not the time for virtual condolences or flower baskets. This is time for family to pull together. Luckily Bob is one of the few dads who also participated on our list and if any husband has any idea what The Moms mean, he does, but I want him to have more than an idea... I want him, I want Elizabeth to &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; how far Linda reached and how loved and appreciated she was to us. It's what I would want my friends and family to do for Chris and Kate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-362775944694272466?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/362775944694272466/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=362775944694272466" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/362775944694272466" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/362775944694272466" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/a7U73Wf2e2I/in-memoriam.html" title="In Memoriam" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/03/in-memoriam.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-3545995461244018377</id><published>2009-03-13T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:56:56.342-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title type="text">Handy Tax Rate Chart</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3352797590/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3554/3352797590_9b7bcde962_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3352797590/"&gt;Handy Tax Rate Chart&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/nikchick/"&gt;Nikchick&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Republicans and the news media are freaking the hell out about Obama's plan for a tax adjustment. It's the end of the world as we know it! He's a socialist! He's bent on redistributing wealth, taking "everything" from the poor, hard-working wealthy. It's going to ruin capitalism, forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me if I don't join in the mass hysteria. Don't make me go all Ross Perot with the pointer, people. Look at the graph.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-3545995461244018377?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/3545995461244018377/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=3545995461244018377" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3545995461244018377" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3545995461244018377" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/HY_UZYGzVsw/handy-tax-rate-chart.html" title="Handy Tax Rate Chart" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/03/handy-tax-rate-chart.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-7942193623740029293</id><published>2009-03-09T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:19:31.205-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="freezer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cooking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title type="text">Freezer Party Postmortem</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3339894211/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3310/3339894211_cafdce904c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3339894211/"&gt;Jenny's handiwork&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/nikchick/"&gt;Nikchick&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Overall I think we can call this little escapade a success.  The hardest thing for me personally is always working in someone else's kitchen, not having my own tools at my disposal. I brought several cutting boards, baking pans, a George Foreman grill, measuring spoons and cups, and my Dutch oven in addition to everything J&amp;J already stocked in their house and the items Evan and Michelle contributed from their own kitchens but I still found myself reaching for things that I didn't have with me. Not that we didn't successfully pull it off, just admitting that I'm a bit of a kitchen diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering this was our first effort, we worked as a pretty efficient team. John would be cooking up chicken breasts while Evan made calzone dough and Jenny prepped ingredients for kabobs. I'd be cooking up some salsa verde while Michelle prepped enchilada filling, Evan made manicotti filling and John did some dishes. we rotated pretty well between jobs, though the checklist I'd meant to put together for each recipe would have been helpful if I'd gotten around to it. Next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how each dish went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teriyaki chicken kabobs: Jenny did a marvelous job putting these beauties together. We had enough ingredients to make several more than planned. One thing that wasn't ideal was that the skewers were a smidge too long to straight into gallon freezer bags and the points poked holes in a couple of bags. John lopped the pointy ends off with some kitchen sheers and that helped some but it still wasn't an ideal set up. We got the skewers done and put in the fridge right off the bat and almost forgot to make the teriyaki sauce, which I whipped up and portioned out at the very last minute. The marinade called for in the recipe didn't seem like enough to me but we'll see how it turns out when cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lime marinated shrimp skewers: I shelled and deveined 4 pounds of fresh gulf shrimp, which was messy and took longer than I would have liked but I choose to stubbornly believe the results will be worth it. Instead of marinade we ended up using some &lt;a href="http://www.seasonedskewers.com/"&gt;seasoned skewers&lt;/a&gt; I had brought. We had exactly enough for the amount of shrimp, resulting in 2 pounds of thai coconut lime and 2 pounds of Indian mango curry. This was total improvisation on my part so we'll see how they work when cooked up but the skewers smelled amazing when they were opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken enchiladas verdes: We ended up with three 9 x 12 pans and one 8 x 8 pan of enchiladas. Michelle and Evan handled the assembly, choosing to dip the tortillas into the salsa verde before wrapping them up, traditional style. I'd had some really beautiful tomatillos to work with and used the homemade roasted chicken stock that I contributed so I have high hopes for flavor, though I think we could have used more sauce to pour over the top of the enchiladas before baking. I'll probably whip up some extra sauce for my portion before serving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calzones: I chose to make extra of the sauce that was going on the manicotti, forgetting that it's a pretty watery sauce (because the manicotti use softened no-boil lasagna noodles and finish cooking up in the sauce) so I might have inadvertently sabotaged the calzones which need nice dry dough edges to make a good seal. Evan made homemade pizza dough on the spot but we had our hands full with other prep and left the dough sitting too long, so it rose and expanded a lot. I guess we'll see how they hold up on cooking. The concept is sound and we can certainly try again if these come out less than ideal. We had extra sauce and extra cheese to bag up and put in with the calzones for serving time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manicotti: These are so easy and really delicious, it's hard to go wrong with this recipe. I hadn't brought enough ricotta but we made up the difference with extra mozzarella. When the filling was being mixed up we forgot to add the chopped spinach (still frozen in the cooler!) so we ended up with extra noodles, but that was okay because by that time we were running out of baking dishes! Even so everyone who wanted some got a portion and Chris and I even had some for dinner when I finally got home. I can vouch that they turned out great, lack of spinach not an issue at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken packets: My sense is these came out just fine, though I think I over-stuffed the first four I filled.Jenny took my filled packets, brushed them with melted butter and coated them in panko, then they went into the freezer on a baking sheet to firm up before being slipped into freezer bags for storage. I may make more of these for my house because I know Chris likes them and I suspect a teenage Kate could add these to her after school starvation-prevention routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazilian marinated chicken: While Viv was napping Kate was at loose ends and was eager to help so she made the Brazilian lime marinade. This is the one thing we needed to make a run to the store for. Even though I'd brought over a dozen limes or so they were not very juicy limes. One was rotten on the end and had to be chucked out and the others put together yielded less than half the amount of juice that we needed. John ran out to QFC and grabbed up some more limes. It only took one or two of the QFC limes to bring us up to the amount of juice we needed... it was kind of amazing. It also reminded me that when we're talking about getting a cup or more of juice together for a recipe, I should use the electric juicer! Next time for sure. Chicken breasts were added to freezer bags and marinade added. Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon marinade: This is a cooked marinade, with onions, jalapenos, vinegar, brown sugar, and lemons. Unfamiliar with J&amp;J's stove, we were too cautious with the burners and it took this marinade a long time to get up to temp (and then cool down enough to put into bags to freeze) but I have no doubt it's going to be great as always. I have pork tenderloin marinating in this mix in my fridge for dinner tonight, in fact. Definitely another solid success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable ragout: This is the one that we completely failed to get around to. Only Michelle and I planned to share portions of this, so when we were already running overtime and our hosts had to start focusing on feeding and attending their toddler, there was no reason to even start with all the peeling and chopping and roasting. I'm planning to whip this up later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that would help for next time: more large mixing bowls and bowls for holding prepped ingredients (we could have worked some things more efficiently or in a different order); a checklist for prepping ingredients (knowing that we needed X lemons squeezed and Y lemons sliced or X onions sliced plus Y onions in 1" pieces would have meant that all the onion chopping could be done at one time); recipes converted properly before hand (my plan was to photocopy the recipes for everyone and then mark up a photocopy with the doubled or tripled amounts so we didn't have to do it on the fly but my photocopier broke down as I was trying to do that the morning we were cooking, so I had to bring my books and calculate on the fly which slowed things down and led to a few mistakes and omissions); more containers/baking dishes (we moved a few items into freezer bags because they were handy instead of reusable containers or because we needed the baking pans back; scheduling the order in which dishes are assembled or rotated into the oven (so we don't let the dough turn into a man-eating blob or bake the 400 degree recipe before the 350 degree recipe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must admit that between the late Friday and Saturday shopping and the cooking itself on Sunday I'm pretty worn out but I'd do it again, more efficiently this time I think, and I love that I have an orderly freezer filled with foods I like and can whip out for lunch or dinner at a moment's notice. In fact, I'm probably going to add to my personal stash, because I still have freezer space calling out to be filled.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-7942193623740029293?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/7942193623740029293/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=7942193623740029293" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/7942193623740029293" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/7942193623740029293" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/oPyb3nzhu3w/freezer-party-postmortem.html" title="Freezer Party Postmortem" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/03/freezer-party-postmortem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-682651463671991830</id><published>2009-03-08T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:56:18.058-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cooking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title type="text">The Freezer Cooking Experiment</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3338638300/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3658/3338638300_f077ca0313_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikchick/3338638300/"&gt;Some of our Freezer Cooking Party supplies&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/nikchick/"&gt;Nikchick&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This weekend is the culmination of several weeks of planning that will bring together four families intent on stocking our freezers with wholesome, homemade food. I've posted a few photos of the beginnings of the supplies we've stocked up on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the instigator of this little project. The participation of Family Frog Taco and Family Gracey's Mansion meant that there would be toddlers involved, and since my home is no longer toddler-proofed, the event itself is being held in the much more child-safe Gracey's Mansion homestead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done "freezer cooking" before, also known as Once a Month Cooking (the title of one of the earliest cookbooks on the topic) or OAMC. I had a pretty good selection of recipes that work well in the freezer and researched several others. I put together a list of about 25 options and asked everyone for their top 5 or 6 choices. From that we whittled down the menu to those things that had at least two votes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we had the menu down, I estimated how much of each ingredient we needed. We chose to do a number of chicken dishes and ended up needing over 25 pounds of chicken altogether. Then I divided up the ingredient list into things I should buy in Costco-sized bulk and those things I could buy at regular markets, vegetable stands, or specialty stores like the fishmonger. I also added a healthy supply of freezer-quality Ziploc bags and heavy duty aluminum foil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way out to location as soon as I post this, with the food, plus my personal stash of knives, cutting boards, extra pots, storage containers and other helpful odds and ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is to come home with portions of:&lt;br /&gt;lemon marinated chicken&lt;br /&gt;Brazilian garlic-lime marinated chicken&lt;br /&gt;teriyaki chicken kabobs&lt;br /&gt;lime shrimp skewers&lt;br /&gt;chicken enchiladas verdes&lt;br /&gt;calzones&lt;br /&gt;baked spinach manicotti&lt;br /&gt;chicken packets&lt;br /&gt;roast vegetable ragout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post and after action report, assuming my friends don't end the day by killing me and cursing that I was ever born for suggesting this craziness.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-682651463671991830?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/682651463671991830/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=682651463671991830" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/682651463671991830" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/682651463671991830" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/MYIQhXSf73Y/freezer-cooking-experiment.html" title="The Freezer Cooking Experiment" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/03/freezer-cooking-experiment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137598.post-4317903998187166645</id><published>2009-03-06T23:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:57:24.224-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="outrage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="truth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title type="text">QFT</title><content type="html">I hope to have some time for proper blogging over the weekend, but meanwhile: QUOTED FOR TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type='text/css'&gt;.cc_box a:hover .cc_home{background:url('http://www.comedycentral.com/comedycentral/video/assets/syndicated-logo-over.png') !important;}.cc_links a{color:#b9b9b9;text-decoration:none;}.cc_show a{color:#707070;text-decoration:none;}.cc_title a{color:#868686;text-decoration:none;}.cc_links a:hover{color:#67bee2;text-decoration:underline;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class='cc_box' style='position:relative'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.comedycentral.com' target='_blank' style='display:inline; 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I cleaned out enough boxes of Styrofoam packaging to fill the whole cube-y back of the Element and made a trip to Total Reclaim to recycle useless electronics including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 broken routers&lt;br /&gt;1 SCSI Zip Drive&lt;br /&gt;2 dead Palm devices&lt;br /&gt;6 dead phones&lt;br /&gt;4 broken keyboards&lt;br /&gt;8 defunct mice&lt;br /&gt;3 Palm chargers&lt;br /&gt;2 calculators&lt;br /&gt;1 headset&lt;br /&gt;3 or more phone chargers&lt;br /&gt;1 broken CPU fan&lt;br /&gt;20+ miscellaneous power cords for unknown devices&lt;br /&gt;1 USB hub&lt;br /&gt;1 multi-card reader&lt;br /&gt;1 defunct 10-key pad&lt;br /&gt;1 broken wireless hub&lt;br /&gt;1 ancient power screwdriver&lt;br /&gt;3 external modems (going back to 2400 baud) &lt;br /&gt;1 bubble jet printer&lt;br /&gt;1 old alarm system, or the broken components thereof&lt;br /&gt;1 half-sized beverage fridge (RIP old game-night friend!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we finally may be hitting the end of the electronics graveyard that we've been maintaining for the last decade. Back before recycling operations were as affordable and easy to access as those we have today, I just couldn't bear to throw these things out with the trash. Dumping illegally along the side of the road (like so many of my neighbors resorted to after responsible cities stopped accepting electronic junk with their garbage pick-ups) was never an option, ever ever ever. That's not how I roll, as the kids used to say. I held on and waited for a solution to present itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth every penny of my $17.50 to rid us of the 51 pounds our miscellaneous defunct electronics and the $20 to have a responsible recycler take the dead 'fridge off my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137598-3336072878244379594?l=www.nikchick.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/3336072878244379594/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137598&amp;postID=3336072878244379594" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3336072878244379594" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137598/posts/default/3336072878244379594" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiscolorOnline/~3/U3PxBjZ9_30/todays-progress.html" title="Today's Progress" /><author><name>Nikchick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04499596141296630392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04175342371653551670" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.nikchick.com/2009/02/todays-progress.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
