Saturday, May 07, 2011

Caturday, bitches!

Remember this?




Potentially correct

Friday, May 06, 2011


Pretty much

Not always a good thing...



That hat...


Thursday, May 05, 2011

Holy mother of...

So I'm sitting in my great room this evening, reading a novel and just minding my own business.  A bit after 7:00 PM, I hear this *scratch, scratch, scratch* that indicates Bitey is burying turds in his litter box.  No big deal.  But the scratching continued, like he was trying to bury a Chevy Blazer or something.

I'm still all nonchalant about it, though.  Cat has to crap, I have to clean the box, rhythm of life kinda thing.  About two minutes into it, this smell hits me in the nose like the fist of an angry god from the underworld.  It was worse than a beer and bratwurst crap in a porta potty in the middle of a NASCAR race in the heat of the summer.  And I was probably 30 feet away from the scene of the crime.

I jump up, and am like "What the hell, dude!"  I go running into the sun room, where Bitey's box rests, and he sorta slinks out as I cross the threshold.  He has this look on his face like "I, sir, have eclipsed all prior efforts at making stink, I'm profoundly pleased with the effort, and you just have to deal with it."

I get in there and, well, it was buried.  Made no difference.  Stink radiated off the dirt rockets like radiation off the compromised Japanese nuclear plants.  The house was rendered damn near uninhabitable by it.

Scooped, bagged, and taken out to the can by the curb, for morning pick-up.  I just have to say, my cat seems to have a super power I wasn't aware of prior to this evening.  Small black and white cat, *huge* stink.

You know what happens next...



I think the line should actually be lower, but anyway...

Sorry, Dave...


Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Uh, tumblr to the left, 4chan to the right?!?


Product placement...



Click pic to enbiggen



Boba Fett has a message for you

Tuesday, May 03, 2011

More grilling pr0n

Super Target had T-bone steaks on sale for $6.99 / lb, so how could I resist?  Fired up the pellet grill, let it sit for 5 minutes to complete ignition.  Then 5 minutes on high, to get it hot.  Put the steak on the grill, and about 14 minutes later, this was the result!

So that was last night's supper, and it was awesome!  Only down side to it is that I gave my cat Bitey the fat I trimmed off it.  Now today he won't even eat his favorite canned cat food, figuring he can hold out for something better.  Also, last night was the first time I've ever heard him vocalize while eating.  When he was munching down the trimmed off fat, he was seriously going "nom, nom, nom" out loud. 


Typo aside...

Cats on the Internet can fix anything!



Uh, WTF?!?


Monday, May 02, 2011

Well played, Mr. President!

Props to the SEAL teams that finally sent OBL to the lowest circle of Hell.  I'm not an Obama fan, but from what I'm reading, it was his call to send in special ops to make sure the job was done, instead of just bombing the place.  Well played, sir!

I thought they had a vaccination for that...


Monday cattitude



Sunday, May 01, 2011

More BBQ pr0n...

Cooked these baby back pork ribs on my pellet grill today.  I borrowed Alton Brown's rub recipe, but otherwise went my own way with how I cooked them.

I first took the rack of ribs and removed that pesky membrane on the bone side.  After that, a liberal dusting all over with said rub, then into the fridge, wrapped in saran wrap, for several hours.  After that, onto my grill, set to high, for about 15 minutes at 400F.  After that, 4 hours of smoking at a bit over 200F.  All of this was done using hickory pellets.  The end result is pictured below.

When I was removing the ribs from the grill with tongs, the rack just split in half because the meat was so tender.  I let them cool down for a bit, sampled them, and they ROCKED!  The hickory smoke flavor had completely penetrated the meat, and it was a light pink inside.

They were the smokiest ribs I've ever had outside of my favorite local dive rib shack.  The roof of that place collapsed during storms about a month ago, and they have not reopened.  So I finally had to take matters into my own hands.

Replace the rib shack?  Eh, not so much.  Their rub is better, so if they ever re-open, they'll still get my business unless I finally reverse engineer said rub.  But these were about 1000 miles past anything you'd get at Chili's, or at any BBQ place you'd feel comfortable walking into without an armed escort.




I actually am thinking of someone specific with this one...



The Charlie Sheen meme is getting old, but...