I was busy and the weather was perfect. So I went diving. Superb visibility and a darn good non eventful dive.
Then I came home and cut the grass. It is looking pretty darn good I must say.
Then it was time to settle in for some college basketball and a few beers.
Some wings would go well with his so I whooped up a batch of wings. Man they were tasty.
Then I kicked off my shoes and Cedie joined me in the screen room to peck corn and watch the game. (Pecking corn is when I pretend to be awake and my head falls. I recover, then nod off again and my head drops again over and over in a slow motion corn pecking action. Pecking corn is one of my favorite activities.)
The following day was just as busy. Toward late afternoon I decided to make Scuba Sliders.
Caramelized onions in garlic and garlic oil, sliced pickles, 2 ounce beef patty, toasted bun, and a squirt of ball park mustard. Pure heaven.
I call them scuba sliders because I am the boss of this blog and I can call them whatever I want to.
During the offseason I think a lot about tailgating and food ideas and food prep.
The underlying theme is I want food fresh off the grill. The exception would be an item like BBQ that takes 14 hours. I that case I try and keep it hot until serving.
So the issue that has been burning in my soul lately is how can I increase wing production and not sacrifice quality or taste. I think I have figured it out.
The way I cook mine is to season them in garlic olive oil and add seasoning or a rub. Then each wing is seared, then set aside to smoke for about 40 minutes at 300 degrees.
The searing part is very labor intensive but necessary. How can I do this faster?
Then I literally run out of grill real-estate once I have seared 10 pounds of wings. On big game days we will blow through 10 pounds in no time. How do I get more real-estate?
Yesterday I bought a small propane powered blow torch. You see where I'm going with this. Image 3 racks full of up to 20 pounds of wings ready to be seared. I blow torch the bitches to get and efficient and fast sear. I think this could work.
The I drop three racks of wings in my smoker, not the grill. The smoker should give the capacity I need.
I should end up with seared and hot smoked wing in the same time with twice the production.
Just for today...if you own an Apple ISO device my request is to strip it down naked. Feel the smooth curves, the slick glass, the anodized aluminum. It is art.
Admire the form, see it glisten. It is art in your hand.
Go ahead and touch the smooth Apple logo on the back....it was meant for this.
Like any good sports venue, there comes a time when it is necessary for upgrades. My screenroom is one year old and very outdated by most NFL standards. So, I decided to do some upgrades. I do hope the state and city will kick in a few hundred dollars like the big guys do when they upgarde a stadium.
What we have now are new air handlers up front to keep the breeze going during the warm preseason. This is in addition to the overhead ceiling fan and the propane heater installed last winter. Truly state of the art.
Also notice the curtains on the driveway side. This will provide privacy from unexpected guests.
I slow cooked this Boston Butt (pork shoulder) all night and then some. Hickory smoke and temps low around 235 F. By 9 AM I had about 8 pounds of pulled pork BBQ. Oh my.
Imma gonna have to get the next generation iPad for sure.
I do not have retina display now and I need it.
My camera is weak and the new ones are mo better. This will enable me to scan checks and documents.
New iPads are mo better cause they are faster. Faster is better. I use an application now on my iPad that runs Windows software but it takes a ton of horse power to run.
There I said it. Now invent and release it Apple. Please.
Nightmares about chickens last night. I took one (chicken), and deep fried it whole until golden brown, and when I took it out....it was alive, and walking around with flesh falling off.
Steam was coming from its skin yet it continued to cluck. Freaky I tell you. We all agreed that we shouldn't eat a cooked live chicken so we let it go.
So I decide to sleep under the stars when I hear a commotion at the coop. It was a bobcat. When he saw me, he decided to come calling. I took a swing at him, all I had, and with one very powerful paw, he smacked my fist away.
I grabbed my rifle and he ran...thank goodness because I was out of bullets. I headed to the truck to reload and encountered a wild bore.
Last night I found a little gem of a seafood place that is far different than the greasy fried traditional NC seafood restaurants. This place is on the water, and is positioned for a spectacular sunset. The prices are higher than greasy places and the portions are smaller. The food and wine and view is fantastic. Dinner for three with drinks was less than $100. The service was spectacular.
The old Direct TV outdoor hardware had been through two tropical storms and a Cat 1 Hurricane from it's service in Southport, NC.
The dish was bent and the tripod destroyed. So last year I bought the finest tripod money can buy. It should easily survive the storms the last tripod caved into.
I managed to bed the dish back and checked the connections as a new dish is expensive and must be purchased from Direct TV or a Dealer.
After spending hours this morning knowing that I had a dead bead on the satellite I decided to call a local installer for help.
My LNB was bad, my cable in the dish was bad, my dish was too bent to be effective. The internal wiring in the RV was fine for cable and over the air but not High Definition TV from space.
So I got a new dish on my tripod.
I got new wiring.
And I have a perfect picture. New wire from dish to TV.
By the way, I was right and had the dish aimed dead on the satellite.
I am taking today off and headed to the coast in the camper for some R&R. The sequester has worn me down such that I need time away from the throttle back of govco services that sprinkled upon my undeserving soul.
Camping takes me back to the basics and grounds me. Here I sit in front of the electric fireplace typing on my Internet machine, and thinking about foraging...walking over to Hardees to get two of the gold standard country ham biscuits for me and the mrs.
Then it will be man vs the heavens above, as I attempt to aim and lock in on a tiny satellite 25,000 miles above, so that I can watch March Madness like my ancestors did.
I guess old Barry was right… the federal cuts are starting
to trickle down.
The Sylvester
In light of the federal cuts, I have withdrawn an additional
15% of my labor, thereby lowering my taxes to the federal government. In
addition we will no longer offer tours of the chicken coop as Ludwig’s hours on
duty have been drastically cut.
Possibly there is mayhem about and likely havoc too, but I
haven’t noticed. But it is coming because Barry told me so.
At 2PM I will begin gnashing of teeth as a reaction to the
ever increase discomfort brought on by President Obama. Most likely just one or
two protest gnashes…nothing more.
I will persevere in light of the federal punishment of me
for not being a swell guy and drinking of the kool-aid like I was asked.
The great void continues here. The weather is winter even
though the calendar says spring.
Work is a grind. It consists of a giant paper shuffle initiated
by the feds and state, in order to determine the amount of blood you must let.
I am a part of that shuffle encouraged along by ultimate threat of violent force
and imprisonment.
College Basketball is no relief as I am a casual fan.
Baseball gets me closer and so does golf. But it is hard to have your heart in
warm weather sports when it is so cold.
On a bright not I ordered 12 spring chicks that will
be delivered April 15th. The existing flocks are mostly yard birds
and have stopped laying with any regularity. I loose about one bird a week from
predators and I am down to 10 useless albeit entertaining hens.
Here is a bit of video I shot yesterday down at the Cruiser
in Lake Norman Quarry. It is about 80 to 90 feet down and the temperature was
48 degrees. It was a superior day of visibility. Apparently my frames per
second were way too low making for a jerky rendering. I used the camera right
out of the box. Live and learn. This was my first configuration of side mount
and dry suit diving. I learned a lot here too, like proper weighting and
rigging. But this is what quarry diving is all about for me…mastering skills.
Television production quality in the palm of my hand. I am headed to Best Buy today to pick up a few accessories so I can strap this bad boy to my head...then you can join me Saturday as I dive the icy waters of the quarry.
Hell, I just might strap this to my head for the rest of my life.
Man oh man do I feel a big burden lifted this morning. This is not a fun season for me. Taxes (and other peoples taxes) produce a lot of work for me with zero revenue.
Second, this is my personal audit season that I have come to dread. The audit was yesterday and it went well with the diligent help of my assistant.
Taxes are still around until April 15, but I feel some relief now.
I learned this morning that my beloved Google Reader will be discontinued July 1. This is huge for me and countless nerds around the world. Reader is how we view the Internet. My Google reader commands my first hour of each morning for many years now. It is my newspaper custom designed by me and for me and it is going away.
Saturday I will make my first local dive of the year at The Quarry. The water is 50 degrees at the surface, and 49 degrees at depth.
This will be my most complex dive configuration ever, as I will dive in a dry suit and side mount.
I've done 14 side mount dives and still learn something new each dive.
On dry dives I have about 10 in the books, and none in over a year. Dry diving comes with different challenges vs wet diving that I have yet to master.
There is a lot of mental planning for these dives and I like that part of diving.
Oh and I forgot....Gadget Alert! I sold some old dive stuff (including my shitty camera) on eBay and got enough to buy a GoPro Hero 3 action sports camera. Hopefully it will be delivered in time for the dive.
This little camera is the state of the art high definition video camera that can go about anywhere...even to 190 feet under water. Most folks mount the camera on their head or chest...others use a extension pole. I saw a decent amount of divers with this same small camera down on St Croix.
In the United States, we are about to change over to Daylight Savings Time. It is just another way the Federal Government tries to improve our lives, because they know what is best for us.
Mentally, I begin the local warm season with the change of time. Conditions will only improve from here on out until mid June, when the stifling hot season begins. The stifling hot season usually runs to the first week of September, when the crushing humidity breaks.
And so, it is with great anticipation that I welcome wReggie season.
We mainly napped and did little chores. It was a cold peaceful day.
I found my dive shot on the web site from my last visit. Happy times. I remember that dive.
I listed my underwater camera on eBay. I want a Gopro. The Gopro is so much smaller and more powerful.
I listed my Spare Air on eBay. This is just 3 cubic feet and I now carry a much larger backup air at 30 cubic feet. If I sell both of these items I think I will have enough money to buy the Gopro and a head mount.
I properly labeled my cylinders. That is the newer backup on the left. My big steel tank on the right. I dove Hatteras this past summer. It is a lot of air.
I picked up a load of grain and hay. Horses and hens are so much a part of my life. I don't ride, but I love their presence. I don't ride chickens either, but like the eggs and hero worship.
Its about time to pay the hay bill. He stores the hay after he cuts it. I just pick up 6 or 8 bales and mark it down on my tab. It is the honor system.
I almost forgot. I finally put together this fancy add-on to my rotisserie. I see endless possibilities but mainly increased wing output.
I got a few hours to work in the trailer until a freakish snow storm blew in.
The tongue boards are bolted down.
Then I began the complex wiring of the trailer lights.
Don't try this at home unless you have minutes of training like myself.
My over seer looks on.
The final wiring on each side and I should be good to go.
This trailer should be dandy for diving gear, tailgate gear, hauling the porta bote, or as a tag along for Gigi to take behind her 4Runner on extended camping trips.
Next the sides go to staining and a top out. I will have removable ends at the front and back to take advantage of the entire length.
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