Aristo! Aristo! A la lanterne!: 5-7-25 What day is it?

Wednesday, May 7, 2025

5-7-25 What day is it?

W: 314.4 BS: 146

~~Taxi 1~~
~~Taxi 2~~
~~Dairy Store~~
Dishes
Vacuum
Laundry
~~Make chili~~
Trash from upstairs hall.
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Last night I was.... tired. Tired, but kinda hangry. So, a one-pot-ish wonder happened.

Cook a pound of ground beasts to brown it, in a Dutch oven. While that happens, heat a pasta-pot full of salted water. Add a quart of chicken stock-gel to the meat, stir in. Add a slap of ricotta and a dollop of sour cream. Stir up. Various seasonings plus a hand of Parmesan. Stir in. Let this mess simmer.

Drain pasta when it's 80% done. Toothy but not soft. Dump it in the simmering meat mix. Stir it up. Smack some bread crumbs and more Parm on top. Lid up and into an oven at 350. Set a timer for 30 minutes. At 30 minutes, lid off and dump on some shredded cheese. Whatever extra is laying around. Lid back on. Shove it back in the oven, and turn the oven off. Just leave it alone in there.

When you feel like it, get yoself a big bowl of that and THEN tell everyone food is there. Get yours before they buzz around the pot like vultures.

Some Rando Wisconsin Tribal rep bloviates a blatant prevarication and so far has roughly 6000 comments pretty much like the one above. On X, Not on Facebook. Such comments would earn a spanking on Facebook.

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Robert Heinlein

"Do not confuse "duty" with what other people expect of you; they are utterly different. Duty is a debt you owe to yourself to fulfill obligations you have assumed voluntarily. Paying that debt can entail anything from years of patient work to instant willingness to die. Difficult it may be, but the reward is self-respect.

But there is no reward at all for doing what other people expect of you, and to do so is not merely difficult, but impossible. It is easier to deal with a footpad than it is with the leech who wants "just a few minutes of your time, please — this won't take long." Time is your total capital, and the minutes of your life are painfully few. If you allow yourself to fall into the vice of agreeing to such requests, they quickly snowball to the point where these parasites will use up 100 percent of your time — and squawk for more!
So learn to say No — and to be rude about it when necessary.
Otherwise you will not have time to carry out your duty, or to do your own work, and certainly no time for love and happiness. The termites will nibble away your life and leave none of it for you.

(This rule does not mean that you must not do a favor for a friend, or even a stranger. But let the choice be yours. Don't do it because it is "expected" of you.)"