I gotta tell ya, I'm in NY so often these days I'm about to consider myself a citizen.

 

*neener neener Jen*

 

Because the first two days were so slow, Mr Smith and I were able to get out and do some of the more touristy things. We hit the Empire State Building, got to see Flatiron up close, went to Ground Zero. It was cool going up to the top of the Empire State Building, but we chose the worst day to go. Low cloud ceiling, hazy, retarded german tourists. Almost painful. The pictures are awful, but oh well. While trying to get to the Flatiron building we stumbled upon the set of a Will Smith movie. There's a pic of debris and crap all over the street that they had closed off. This has got to be the film http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0480249/. We ate cheesesteaks, cheesecakes, sushi, sake, BBQ and beer. Great food trip.

 

Oh.. I rear ended a guy on the way to SeaTac. Marvelous. We pull over to the side and dude gets out to inspect his busted ass, early 80's honda civic with a TRAILER HITCH on the bumper. His car wasn't damaged because his goddamn trailer hitch lodged itself in my fascia, right above my hinged license plate. Who puts a trailer hitch on a sedan? Let alone a honda civic that probably has the towing capacity of a rented mule. He says to me, "I can't wait until they start offering those cars with collision detection." Um, what? Lets see, brake lights, stopped traffic, locked wheels. Yep, I was able to detect the collision without the aid of a computer. WTF. I think I'm more pissed at myself than anything. I don't get in accidents... I don't. It was a blow to the ego. Thanks asshole. :P

 

Fin

Well its official, I've registered for the 2006 Seattle Half Marathon. The "real" training starts when I get back from Austin: diet changes and longer runs.  http://www.seattlemarathon.org/  This also means... new shoes. Hell yeah.

 

Anyone feel like going for a jog? :)

 

Fin

Ever.

Ever walked into your kitchen searching for something to eat only to discover that you've got nothin? This happens regularly in the Finley/Bryan/Carter household. Sure we grocery shop, but most of the groceries never make it home. And those that do usually last the evening.

 

We eat.  A lot.

 

So this afternoon while questing for food in the kitchen, inspiration slowly strikes. With each item my eyes pass over it dawns on me that I've got all the ingredients for meatloaf! Sandwiches! It was like playing Scrabble and stumbling on that perfect word using all seven tiles. Meatloaf a la Fin:

 

-Three frozen pre-formed burger patties, thawed and assimilated.

-An egg.

-White rice from Chinese takeout.

-Italian bread crumbs.

-Dash of garlic powder.

-Dash of Lawrys.

-Salt n Peppa

-Serious squirt of Sweet Baby Ray's BBQ sauce.

-Bacon.

 

Place all ingredients in a bowl (except bacon) and mash into a meaty ball of gooey perfection. Lay strips of bacon in a cast iron skillet and after forming your loaf, place it on the bacon. Add a swizzle of BBQ sauce to the top of the loaf for a little flair and place in a pre heated 350 degree oven. While we're waiting, did you know that 350 is known as the "Betty Crocker Temperature"? I guess every Betty Crocker recipe that requires an oven bakes at 350 degrees. This is good to know because I'm always calling mom or sis asking what bakes at what and for how long. Now all I have to remember is TREE FIDDY - I digress. Forty minutes later! I was really impressed with how this baby turned out. Now I hear you can use the drippings, some flour and a little water to make some killer gravy... but gravy is way out of my league. For now. Anyway, after it cooled we sliced it, some Tillamook cheddar, and made out of this world meatloaf sandwiches.

 

Fin