Sometimes, you just don't finish doing something!
Two weeks ago, I bought a pork Boston Butt, a beef Steamship Round, and a package of 10 chicken thighs. The pork is for smoking and cutting into cubes for pork stew and stir-fries. I pack the cubes into plastic sandwich bags 4oz per bag and I get enough for several months.
The beef is for roasting rare and slicing for sandwiches and a few 1/2" slabs to cube later with noodles and gravy. The chicken was for "anything", so I just boiled it. I normally bread the chicken with Panko bread flakes and bake it or saute it skin side down, and that works well.
What a disaster! The chicken was mushy, but I did freeze them immediately. For some reason, I kept putting off slicing the beef and cubing the pork. Everyday, I saw them in the fridge and said "I've GOT to get at that today". I didn't. For over a week...
When I did, the beef had some discoloration. The pork looked fine and it WAS smoked in 1" thick slabs, so I thought it would be preserved. But last night, I decided I just didn't want to risk any of it. I tossed it all into the trash. $50 worth of meat, wasted.
I hate wasting food, but not at risk to my health. Better safe than sorry.
I redid the chicken a couple days ago and it all turned out perfectly and I froze each thing individually. I'll buy another Boston Butt and Steamship Round next shopping trip (soon, I miss my pork stew and I'm out of fresh fruit too).
This time I'll chill them both and process them the next morning! But I sure hated to waste all that...
Monday, September 30, 2019
Friday, September 27, 2019
Computer Fun
"Computer Fun" and I say that sarcastically. I just spent 4 hours restoring processed and organized pictures that suddenly vanished. Some background...
I use a Mac Mini. It is small, but sufficient. And I like the fact that it is solid state and doesn't need a fan. It could use a few more ports, but I I have just barely enough and haven't needed more yet.
I keep my files organized, especially the pictures. IPhotos holds all the full-sized pictures by date. When I crop, filter and resize them for blog use, they go into a new folder (like documents and applications do). I think most people keep their pictures by subject. I take too many to be able to find them that way.
So, in the Photos folder, I set up 6 subfolders" Cats, Family, House, Other, Videos, and Yard. Each of those folders gets a new subfolder each year (2018, for example). Each year folder gets monthly folders (January 2018 is 1801). Daily subfolders when I need one (January 20, 2018 would be 180120). That may or may not seem seriously complicated, but I can navigate to any subject and day in about 5 seconds.
I did spend my career organizing information after all... ;)
Now, also, Mac has an app called "Time Machine". Connected to an external hard drive, it keeps automatic backs of all changes in files and by some program I know NOTHING about, it connects to all past saves so that you can restore individual files, individual folders, individual programs or your entire computer.
And that has saved me more than once for individual files to the whole thing! I LOVE TIME MACHINE!
So I went to add a Flashback Friday post on Marks Mews. I choose them by scrolling through IPhotos It displays dates, and when I find one I want to use, I just go to that date in Photos (IPhotos is an app; Photos is a saved personal folder).
The original full-size picture was in IPhotos but the processed picture I wanted was not in my Photos subfolder. And I discovered that half the pictures in my subfolders from 2016 and earlier were gone! ARRRGGGHHHHH!
I should mention that while Mac computers have strong anti-hacking software built-in, I do use one called MacKeeper to look for adware, malware, useless files, etc. And I was using it frequently the past few days. I made the mistake of trying to download a TV show I wanted a quote from and ended up with a pop-up ads.
I didn't realize how aggressive MacKeeper could be defining "useless files". It allows you to look at the list of files to be deleted, but file names can be difficult to interpret. After reading a dozen and not seeing anything that worried me (most seemed to be if I needed to read something in a foreign language), I went ahead and clicked "OK". It deleted almost a 1,000 files and gave me back about a Gb memory, so I was rather pleased.
Until I discovered a lot of processed pictures missing... Now I'm not saying that MacKeeper did that, just that both things seemed to happen at the same time. Maybe I got hacked at the same time. But I am suspicious of coincidences!
So I went into Time Machine and tried restore individual folders from 2 days ago, iy didn't work. So I looked at the Time Machine backups from a week before and those were blank. I had to go back to August, and there they all were!
Not to get too technical (unless someone has a question), but I had to select specific folders for Cats, Family, House, Other, Video, and Yard one at a time and save one then then go back and do another. and double check because once it didn't restore (probably my fault, but that's why you check).
BUT! They are all back now... The Flashback Fridays post on Marks Mews is proof.
MacKeeper is a good app. It does find adware, some tracking malware, and actually non-essential files. But I will be a LOT more careful in the permissions I allow it in the future, LOL!
I use a Mac Mini. It is small, but sufficient. And I like the fact that it is solid state and doesn't need a fan. It could use a few more ports, but I I have just barely enough and haven't needed more yet.
I keep my files organized, especially the pictures. IPhotos holds all the full-sized pictures by date. When I crop, filter and resize them for blog use, they go into a new folder (like documents and applications do). I think most people keep their pictures by subject. I take too many to be able to find them that way.
So, in the Photos folder, I set up 6 subfolders" Cats, Family, House, Other, Videos, and Yard. Each of those folders gets a new subfolder each year (2018, for example). Each year folder gets monthly folders (January 2018 is 1801). Daily subfolders when I need one (January 20, 2018 would be 180120). That may or may not seem seriously complicated, but I can navigate to any subject and day in about 5 seconds.
I did spend my career organizing information after all... ;)
Now, also, Mac has an app called "Time Machine". Connected to an external hard drive, it keeps automatic backs of all changes in files and by some program I know NOTHING about, it connects to all past saves so that you can restore individual files, individual folders, individual programs or your entire computer.
And that has saved me more than once for individual files to the whole thing! I LOVE TIME MACHINE!
So I went to add a Flashback Friday post on Marks Mews. I choose them by scrolling through IPhotos It displays dates, and when I find one I want to use, I just go to that date in Photos (IPhotos is an app; Photos is a saved personal folder).
The original full-size picture was in IPhotos but the processed picture I wanted was not in my Photos subfolder. And I discovered that half the pictures in my subfolders from 2016 and earlier were gone! ARRRGGGHHHHH!
I should mention that while Mac computers have strong anti-hacking software built-in, I do use one called MacKeeper to look for adware, malware, useless files, etc. And I was using it frequently the past few days. I made the mistake of trying to download a TV show I wanted a quote from and ended up with a pop-up ads.
I didn't realize how aggressive MacKeeper could be defining "useless files". It allows you to look at the list of files to be deleted, but file names can be difficult to interpret. After reading a dozen and not seeing anything that worried me (most seemed to be if I needed to read something in a foreign language), I went ahead and clicked "OK". It deleted almost a 1,000 files and gave me back about a Gb memory, so I was rather pleased.
Until I discovered a lot of processed pictures missing... Now I'm not saying that MacKeeper did that, just that both things seemed to happen at the same time. Maybe I got hacked at the same time. But I am suspicious of coincidences!
So I went into Time Machine and tried restore individual folders from 2 days ago, iy didn't work. So I looked at the Time Machine backups from a week before and those were blank. I had to go back to August, and there they all were!
Not to get too technical (unless someone has a question), but I had to select specific folders for Cats, Family, House, Other, Video, and Yard one at a time and save one then then go back and do another. and double check because once it didn't restore (probably my fault, but that's why you check).
BUT! They are all back now... The Flashback Fridays post on Marks Mews is proof.
MacKeeper is a good app. It does find adware, some tracking malware, and actually non-essential files. But I will be a LOT more careful in the permissions I allow it in the future, LOL!
Friday, September 13, 2019
Locked CD Rom Drive
For What It Is Worth -
I had a CD locked in the D drive and it suddenly just rattled. I couldn't get it to play and I couldn't get the tray to open. I was going NUTS. Then, searching for an answer, I found a 15 year old post that said to stick a straightened paperclip into the small hole in the front.
I remembered about that soon as I read it, but I had forgotten! Look for yourself on a Windows PC...
I didn't solve the "failure to play", but at least it got the CD out, LOL!
But when I got the CD out and tried it in the 2 tray it played fine. I have to laugh that I'm keeping a Windows 95 (offline) working. But I suspect I'll have to find a repair shop soon.
I had a CD locked in the D drive and it suddenly just rattled. I couldn't get it to play and I couldn't get the tray to open. I was going NUTS. Then, searching for an answer, I found a 15 year old post that said to stick a straightened paperclip into the small hole in the front.
I remembered about that soon as I read it, but I had forgotten! Look for yourself on a Windows PC...
I didn't solve the "failure to play", but at least it got the CD out, LOL!
But when I got the CD out and tried it in the 2 tray it played fine. I have to laugh that I'm keeping a Windows 95 (offline) working. But I suspect I'll have to find a repair shop soon.
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
9-11
I will never forget 9-11.
My parents remembered The Great Depression and WWII as defining moments. We both remember the John and Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King assasinations. I remember Vietnam and 9-11 and Mass Shootings more.
We think of animals as "wild" and sometimes "cruel". They are just trying to survive. We are the wild ones. We don't do things like that for survival. We do them because some of us are afraid, scared, cruel, uncaring, and fanatical.
We humans are sometimes inspired creators of beauty, invention, creative thought, and civilization. Discoverers of mysteries of the universe. So far as I know, no other living creature has ever looked at the stars and wondered what they were or deliberately took action to find out. No other animal has ever contemplated its own death or what happens afterwards.
Only we. And yet we kill each other not for food. We cause pain for no purpose. We commit mayhem, destruction, and death to our own kind. We create the 4 Horsemen Of The Apocolypse in our own image because they are US...
Too many of us think "it's not the Earth the meek inherit, its the dirt". * Way too often, we don't value those who just live peacefully; we admire those who command others and take without helping.
In the past 2 decades, we have seen the rise of hate-filled people finding each other (when once they were isolated and feeling alone) organizing themselves via the internet. Mass murders are becoming common, as individuals are encouraged by each other to commit mayhem.
As an even minor matter, flash mobs are increasing. Lately, people driving ATV have started to swarm areas of some cities, terrorize pedestrians and car drivers and then suddenly disappear along paths where police cars cannot follow.
Does that remind you of A Clockwork Orange"?
I'm not saying this is new. And I don't want to say society is falling apart or that the newest generation is evil. The ancient Greeks even complained about that.
What I'm saying is that we need to reorganize our society to provide more early intervention and therapy rather than just build more prisons and punish those different from we more peaceful types. I think there are usually causes for hate. And if those are addressed, the later problems won't occur as often.
* One of the most perfect songs ever written about unethical attitude was "The 7 Deadly Virtues" sung by Mordred in 'Camelot'.
"The seven deadly virtues, those ghastly little traps
I have to add more. I was sitting at the computer today and listening to the radio and they mentioned the exact time the 3rd plane hit the Pentagon. I worked sort of near there.
I felt a thump up through our solid building. I didn't know what it was at the time, but I understood after. We were all focussed on the World Trade Centers at the time. Part of our office was "Emergency Management", so we had several TVs around. We were watching the towers fall in disbelief.
I don't recall the timeline of events all that well now. We were just shocked and stunned. I could know better even just re-reading the posts from the time, but that not the point.
I was and still now so angry that anyone could do such things.
My day went something like this (and if I have some events out of place, forgive me):
1. Hey (Division Director) a plane just crashed into one of the Towers in NYC.
2. OMG, a 2nd one hit (dawning awareness).
3. I feel a thump through the building.
4. Smoke on the horizon.
5. The first Tower falls in real time.
6. We realize the Pentagon has been hit.
7. The second tower falls. Many in the conference room think it is a replay but I shout "its the other one".
8. We are all just stunned. Thought the first was a horrible accident. It all seems incomprehensible.
9. It all starts to sink in.
10. All employees are dismissed. "Leave now"!
11. My office is on the top floor. We have some roof access. We see smoke from the Pentagon.
12. The streets are clogged. No one is moving. I tell my carpool, we aren't leaving. We are only a couple blocks away from The White House, but this old building is all stone. We are safer her until the streets clear.
13. We hear about a 4th plane coming for DC. Most remaining people head to the basement. I stand on the roof watching. We aren't the target. If it hits us, I want to watch. OK, I 'm crazy. But I wanted to see.
14. That plane went down in Pennsylvania the radio says. We don't know why.
15. I watch fighter planes circling around DC.
16. The streets are clearing. I tell the carpool we can leave. I'm the driver that day.
17. Some roads are blocked. I end up up on an unfamiliar path, but finally recognize a road, The roads there are completely empty.
18. My whole carpool is crying. So am I. I use nearly a whole box of tissues keeping my vision "sort of' clear. The roads are empty though...
I don't recall much the next couple of days. I don't even remember if I went to work the next day. That doesn't matter.
What matters is that I developed a hate of the specific people who did that and I will not let it go.
"Never forgive, never forget".
My parents remembered The Great Depression and WWII as defining moments. We both remember the John and Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King assasinations. I remember Vietnam and 9-11 and Mass Shootings more.
We think of animals as "wild" and sometimes "cruel". They are just trying to survive. We are the wild ones. We don't do things like that for survival. We do them because some of us are afraid, scared, cruel, uncaring, and fanatical.
We humans are sometimes inspired creators of beauty, invention, creative thought, and civilization. Discoverers of mysteries of the universe. So far as I know, no other living creature has ever looked at the stars and wondered what they were or deliberately took action to find out. No other animal has ever contemplated its own death or what happens afterwards.
Only we. And yet we kill each other not for food. We cause pain for no purpose. We commit mayhem, destruction, and death to our own kind. We create the 4 Horsemen Of The Apocolypse in our own image because they are US...
Too many of us think "it's not the Earth the meek inherit, its the dirt". * Way too often, we don't value those who just live peacefully; we admire those who command others and take without helping.
In the past 2 decades, we have seen the rise of hate-filled people finding each other (when once they were isolated and feeling alone) organizing themselves via the internet. Mass murders are becoming common, as individuals are encouraged by each other to commit mayhem.
As an even minor matter, flash mobs are increasing. Lately, people driving ATV have started to swarm areas of some cities, terrorize pedestrians and car drivers and then suddenly disappear along paths where police cars cannot follow.
Does that remind you of A Clockwork Orange"?
I'm not saying this is new. And I don't want to say society is falling apart or that the newest generation is evil. The ancient Greeks even complained about that.
What I'm saying is that we need to reorganize our society to provide more early intervention and therapy rather than just build more prisons and punish those different from we more peaceful types. I think there are usually causes for hate. And if those are addressed, the later problems won't occur as often.
* One of the most perfect songs ever written about unethical attitude was "The 7 Deadly Virtues" sung by Mordred in 'Camelot'.
"The seven deadly virtues, those ghastly little traps
Oh no, my liege, they were not meant for me
Those seven deadly virtues were made for other chaps
Who love a life of failure and ennui
Take courage-now there's a sport
An invitation to the state of rigor mort
And purity-a noble yen
And very restful every now and then
I find humility means to be hurt
It's not the earth the meek inherit, it's the dirt
Honesty is fatal, it should be taboo
Diligence-a fate I would hate
If charity means giving, I give it to you
And fidelity is only for your mate
You'll never find a virtue unstatusing my quo or making my Beelzebubble burst
Let others take the high road, I will take the low
I cannot wait to rush in where angels fear to go
With all those seven deadly virtues free and happy little me has not been cursed"
I have to add more. I was sitting at the computer today and listening to the radio and they mentioned the exact time the 3rd plane hit the Pentagon. I worked sort of near there.
I felt a thump up through our solid building. I didn't know what it was at the time, but I understood after. We were all focussed on the World Trade Centers at the time. Part of our office was "Emergency Management", so we had several TVs around. We were watching the towers fall in disbelief.
I don't recall the timeline of events all that well now. We were just shocked and stunned. I could know better even just re-reading the posts from the time, but that not the point.
I was and still now so angry that anyone could do such things.
My day went something like this (and if I have some events out of place, forgive me):
1. Hey (Division Director) a plane just crashed into one of the Towers in NYC.
2. OMG, a 2nd one hit (dawning awareness).
3. I feel a thump through the building.
4. Smoke on the horizon.
5. The first Tower falls in real time.
6. We realize the Pentagon has been hit.
7. The second tower falls. Many in the conference room think it is a replay but I shout "its the other one".
8. We are all just stunned. Thought the first was a horrible accident. It all seems incomprehensible.
9. It all starts to sink in.
10. All employees are dismissed. "Leave now"!
11. My office is on the top floor. We have some roof access. We see smoke from the Pentagon.
12. The streets are clogged. No one is moving. I tell my carpool, we aren't leaving. We are only a couple blocks away from The White House, but this old building is all stone. We are safer her until the streets clear.
13. We hear about a 4th plane coming for DC. Most remaining people head to the basement. I stand on the roof watching. We aren't the target. If it hits us, I want to watch. OK, I 'm crazy. But I wanted to see.
14. That plane went down in Pennsylvania the radio says. We don't know why.
15. I watch fighter planes circling around DC.
16. The streets are clearing. I tell the carpool we can leave. I'm the driver that day.
17. Some roads are blocked. I end up up on an unfamiliar path, but finally recognize a road, The roads there are completely empty.
18. My whole carpool is crying. So am I. I use nearly a whole box of tissues keeping my vision "sort of' clear. The roads are empty though...
I don't recall much the next couple of days. I don't even remember if I went to work the next day. That doesn't matter.
What matters is that I developed a hate of the specific people who did that and I will not let it go.
"Never forgive, never forget".
Saturday, September 7, 2019
A Night
It was 8 pm. I read blogs. I answered emails. All was well...
But then the dark side came over me. I went to a DISCUSSION BOARD! Flails from the LEFT, flails from the RIGHT, flails from the CENTER bounded and tore. I dodged them as best I could, facts shielding me from, so I thought.
But after mere moments I truly was assailed by ignorance and taunts. In spite of all facts, my best ones I plead, the armies did numerously my overwhelm my refusals to yield.
In silliness unfactual arguments did some represent, till my armies of supporters did true represent that my facts were supported, and those who supported the opposite view were soon sure to be cursed.
And leaving the sotie, perhaps Rick and Morty, I went off to find some old comical lines.
I could not find Autumn or her kind lover Winter but I did find Las Lindas and read upon those for a time. But then I remembered The Piled High And Deeper of alt-comic fame. And therein I sat whatching this one and that reading the starts of 2 comics I surely recalled that...
Amused me years ago reading about all that sh*t. Ansd today bringing ll f those memories though,
You'ld have to begin at the start you know, and not at 6:30 am like I am now.
But then the dark side came over me. I went to a DISCUSSION BOARD! Flails from the LEFT, flails from the RIGHT, flails from the CENTER bounded and tore. I dodged them as best I could, facts shielding me from, so I thought.
But after mere moments I truly was assailed by ignorance and taunts. In spite of all facts, my best ones I plead, the armies did numerously my overwhelm my refusals to yield.
In silliness unfactual arguments did some represent, till my armies of supporters did true represent that my facts were supported, and those who supported the opposite view were soon sure to be cursed.
And leaving the sotie, perhaps Rick and Morty, I went off to find some old comical lines.
I could not find Autumn or her kind lover Winter but I did find Las Lindas and read upon those for a time. But then I remembered The Piled High And Deeper of alt-comic fame. And therein I sat whatching this one and that reading the starts of 2 comics I surely recalled that...
Amused me years ago reading about all that sh*t. Ansd today bringing ll f those memories though,
You'ld have to begin at the start you know, and not at 6:30 am like I am now.
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