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Saturday, September 27, 2003

CRAWFISH STUFFED PISTOLETTES Source: rodnreel.com

Crawfish breads of any sort are good and this one is no exception. It’s a simple recipe; just use good bread. It’s also quick to prepare.

1 pound crawfish
1 onion, chopped
1 bell pepper, chopped
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon black pepper
1 package chopped broccoli
1 pound Velveeta cheese
1 small can mushrooms
1 can cream of mushroom soup
12 pistolettes
Butter

Mix all the ingredients except pistolettes in a saucepan and cook slowly for 15 minutes. Cut ends off of pistolettes and scoop out the insides. Stuff pistolettes with the mixture. Close ends with wooden picks. Brush tops of pistolettes with butter and bake at 350°F until brown.

Serves 6.

Monday, September 22, 2003

Those Who can't--Teach*....

Teaching sounds like a cool profession to get into....You can't beat it..You get summertime off with pay unless you opt to teaching summer school and that is only for like 27 days anyway....Who wouldn't want to work in a profession like that?!! And the best thing---no MICRO MANAGEMENT!!! WOW!!! I have truly had enough of the micro management thing...I am looking into the alternative certification courses....Thank God for the GI Bill....I thought for a minute I'd have to join the Reserves or National Guard to pay for this Alternative Certification Program....Whew!!! That was only for a minute though but it was long enough for me to get heart burn (Where is my Prilosec??)...I don't do highly bureaucratic institutions that well so I don't relish putting on a military uniform again anytime soon....It was just a time in my life and it wasn't the most pleasant time of my life either--college was...He he...The military can be hard on families--especially "dual military" families such my then husband and I were....Both of us were in field units and it was very hard on my son...To this day he still suffers from feelings of "abandonment" due to the large amount of time that he spent away at his grandparents due to our deployments and field exercises....Well enough of me rehashing military life (shudder)....Life is so much better for me (and also my son) outside the military especially with me being an INFP and a textbook case one at that....I value my space and I will get like a caged animal when people try and invade it....LOL thinking of what I told this girl for telling me to keep quiet on my balcony....MY FRACKING BALCONY!!! LOL....The Little Miss "I love Mexican bad guys and I hang out with wannabe gang bangers who go around beating people up because I am originally from Cali and we 'bang' like that "...I had an outer body experience on her....Like she ain't cut up on that SAME BALCONY with my neighbors (one in particular) on several occasions....She isn't my neighbor but I have made concessions for her....Thinking about the time that gin and juice had her "juiced"...I know she was.... I peeked outside because I heard them outside at around 2 AM.....Her eyes were "glossy"...LOL....I know she most likely got "freak nasty" that night with my neighbor...And probably on MY BALCONY!!! But he fine like (and is no bad guy) that so I can understand... Now I hear she is scurred of me....Dat's aiight--as long as she don't try and tell me no more shid about my damn space--she cool with me....(smile) We INFPs tend to get very mal-audacious when people threaten our values and our space....So I guess me telling her that I was going to get some stuff and sprinkle it around her door didn't set too well with her....LOL...Ya'll know that ain't all I told ol' gurl...Read between the lines...LOL...Hey!!! I'm from Louisiana!!! Craziness and voodoo is in my blood....(snicker)

*There is a lot of slang (ie informal nonstandard vocabulary) in here so don't be alarmed...I know it is incorrect to say "He fine"....Duh!!! Why I use a lot of ellipses is the subject of another Blog....I get that from a physician I used to date because he used a lot of ellipses when he'd IM or e-mail me...And he hipped me to the slang word "prolly"....Pretty fly for a White guy.....

Sunday, September 21, 2003

SIMPLE CHICKEN AND SAUSAGE GUMBO

Perhaps the simplest of the gumbos, but a hearty one and a classic combination. If you can't find andouille, use a local smoked sausage or kielbasa or whatever smoked sausage you like. This one's easy to knock off quickly for a great evening's meal.

1 cup oil
1 cup flour
2 large onions, chopped
2 bell peppers, chopped
4 ribs celery, chopped
4 - 6 cloves garlic, minced
4 quarts chicken stock
2 bay leaves
2 teaspoons Creole seasoning, or to taste
1 teaspoon dried thyme leaves
Salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste
1 large chicken (young hen preferred), cut into pieces
2 pounds andouille or smoked sausage, cut into 1/2" pieces
1 bunch scallions (green onions), tops only, chopped
2/3 cup fresh chopped parsley
Filé powder to taste
Season the chicken with salt, pepper and Creole seasoning and brown quickly. Brown the sausage, pour off fat and reserve meats.
In a large, heavy pot, heat the oil and cook the flour in the oil over medium to high heat (depending on your roux-making skill), stirring constantly, until the roux reaches a dark reddish-brown color, almost the color of coffee or milk chocolate for a Cajun-style roux. If you want to save time, or prefer a more New Orleans-style roux, cook it to a medium, peanut-butter color, over lower heat if you're nervous about burning it.

Add the vegetables and stir quickly. This cooks the vegetables and also stops the roux from cooking further. Continue to cook, stirring constantly, for about 4 minutes.

Add the stock, seasonings, chicken and sausage. Bring to a boil, then cook for about one hour, skimming fat off the top as needed.

Add the chopped scallion tops and parsley, and heat for 5 minutes. Serve over rice in large shallow bowls. Accompany with a good beer and lots of hot, crispy French bread.


Making a chicken, sausage, and shrimp gumbo today....Ca c'est bon!!

Saturday, September 20, 2003

Jambalaya (On The Bayou)
Words & Music by Hank Williams


Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

(Chorus)
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

(Chorus)
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
And I'll catch all the fish in the bayou
Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

(Chorus)Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.


DON'T BE SCURRED!!!

Why is that so many people on the internet claim to have all the answers (even to the COMPLEX questions) and claim to know everything about OTHER people but yet they never reveal a DAMN THING about THEMSELVES??? Why is it that the older we get the less faith we have and the more paranoid and fearful we become??? Always worrying about what we "got" and what other people might be trying to "get" from us.... Older people lack faith (especially in others) and are very fearful....You know the stores were swamped with 70, 80, and 90 year old people buying duct tape and plastic sheeting the last "code orange" we had....Take for example an older person needing a TNR (Total kNee Replacement) or a THR (Total Hip Replacement)....They will come into a blood donor center wanting to perform an autologous blood donation ( I don't know why their physicians even suggest this to 60, 70, 80, and 90 year old patients)....All of a sudden they become subject matter experts on autologous and directed blood donations (that is when they drag their family members in to donate a pint of blood to solely be used for their surgery--and most likely they won't need a blood transfusion anyway!!)....As frail and as fragile as a lot of them are--these people think that everyone under age 50 has HIV and they damn sure ain't going to get it themselves...What really shakes me is that THEY HAVE NEVER EVEN DONATED A PINT OF BLOOD TO SAVE ONE LIFE IN THEIR WHOLE LIVES!!! I am sure that they will claim that they have good reason to be the way they are....Not exactly....It's just that your FAITH in mankind is fading "granny..."

Thursday, September 18, 2003

Workplace Poll: Obesity in the Workplace

Research recently published by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) finds treatment for obesity-related illnesses is a major driver of surging U.S. health care costs, carrying a $93 billion tab annually, $12 million of which is charged to employers.


To reduce the human and financial toll obesity is taking on Americans, Health and Human Services (HHS) Secretary Tommy Thompson suggests drastic measures, including taxing fatty foods, subsidizing fruit and vegetable purchases and discounting health insurance for Americans participating in weight-loss programs. Meanwhile, he has placed his entire staff on a diet and has led by example by changing his eating habits and losing 15 pounds.


Click here for more details:
http://www.benefitnews.com/detail.cfm?id=4817

Source: "Employers, Government Fight to Curb Obesity Epidemic," by Kelley M. Blassingame, Employee Benefit News, August 2003, http://www.benefitnews.com.

What do you expect when everyone comes to work just to worry about who is going to make today's breakfast taco run and who is making out the breakfast taco list and how long do they have before it is time to go to lunch???

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

Bloggers Rock!!!

You iz the shit Blogger...."Go Blogger it's your birthday!!! We gonna party like it's your birthday!!! We gonna keep it real like it's your birthday!!! And we don't care what the (Yahoo) trolls say 'cause it's your birthday!!!" Life is good!!! Listening to DeBarge sing "I like it" and eating Polish dill pickles...And NASCAR* is the number 2 sport in the nation--YES IT IS!!!! NASCAR ROCKS ALSO!!! "Go (Dale) 'Junior' it's your birthday...You second in points standings--it's your birthday!!!! We gonna drink Bud(weiser) like it's your birthday!!! And we don't really give a damn 'cause it's your birthday!!!"

*Blah on NASCAR haters....

Monday, September 15, 2003

"Those who can give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety."--Benjamin Franklin

Sunday, September 14, 2003

INFP - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving
Deep-felt, intense caring and idealism. Skilled communicator, drawn to ideas, adaptability and concern for possibilities.


I am a Textbook "classic " INFP......

Famous INFP: Princess Diana

For INFPs the dominant quality in their lives is a deep-felt caring and idealism about people. They experience this intense caring most often in their relationships with others, but they may also experience it around ideas, projects, or any involvement they see as important, INFPs are often skilled communicators, and they are naturally drawn to ideas that embody a concern for human potential. INFPs live in the inner world of values and ideals, but what people often first encounter with them in the outer world is their adaptability and concern for possibilities.

Source: Looking at Type: The Fundamentals, Center for the Application of Psychological Type, 1997

Drama
(Erkah Badu)

The world is so dramatic.....
I can't believe
that we're still livin'
oh in this crazy crazy world
that I'm still livin'

with all the problems of the day
how can we go on
so tired of hearing people say how can we go on

fantasy people
make believe people
how can you go on
but you're still livin'

race relations, segregation, no occupation
world inflation, demonstration, miseducation
no celebration to celebrate your lives

listen people listen
lift up your hearts to GOD
lift up your soul
teach your children Wisdom
Reality today... so they can live tomorrow

I can't believe
that we're still livin'
oh in this crazy crazy world
that I'm still livin'

with all the problems of the day
how can we go on
so tired of hearing people say
how can I go on

fantasy people
make believe people
how can you go on
but you're still livin'

listen people listen
lift up your hearts to GOD
teach your children Wisdom
Reality today...

Saturday, September 13, 2003

Lifetime...
(Maxwell)

I was reborn when I was broken
I wouldn't believe, I wouldn't believe, no
been thru a storm, no use in hoping
that you would come rescue me
somehow your love set me free

And I, I can let my life pass me by
or I can get down and try
work it all out this lifetime
work it on out this time
I can let it all pass me by
or I can get down and try
work it all out this lifetime lifetime

There was a time when love wasn't chosen
now I'm just open for more
now I'm just reaching out for something better
that I had before, girl
there ain't a bottom line in your world

Ooh and I, I can let my life pass me by
or I can get down and try
work it all out this lifetime
work it on out this time

I can let it all pass me by
or I can just try and try
I can move to the light
oh if I take it one day at a time (oh I)
oh spread my love out and fly
oh I (I can move to the light)
ooh I can just make you understand
that love is not a fairytale in a melody
if you want it you can have it girl
maybe you will see maybe you will see (ooh ooh)
ooh oh oh wo oh
lifetime lifetime

repeat chorus
(adlib til end)


'Lifetime' is about growing up and getting over bullshit and honestly looking
at what serves you and what doesn't."


Thanks Maxwell.....


Thursday, September 11, 2003

People should NOT be allowed to put any kind of seafood in a can...

I ate some oyster stew today and it still has me feeling like I want to throw up....I have tried lobster bisque in the can and it sucks also...What did they do??? Run the lobster through a blender!!! Or maybe it is left over bits and pieces from the processing plant at the end of the day....Why the hell would you want to mince a lobster?!!! Clam chowder in the can is ok but even it isn't all that great....There should be laws against manufacturing nasty ass canned seafood...I bet the cat food on the shelves in the stores has better left over seafood parts in it....People don't seem to value seafood like the Asians and I do...That is probably why they continue to get fatter and shorter as the decades go by....After living in this city I despise fatness....With good reason also...I look at my ex-husband and I like feel sorry for him...I say to myself "You have let yourself go and diabetes is heredity in your family..." People in this city lovingly patting their huge bellies and men walk around or ride around in vehicles with NO shirts on....I'd rather see your "nassy" ass feet sticking out the window of your car or truck as you pass by....No seconds of that (seeing your big belly) for me thank you...I'll pass...A wise political or social activist would address obesity or weight issues when he or she came to help make changes to or address issues and needs of a community....

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

Is you Indian Or is you Native American???

Some freak on Yahoo who obviously has a chip on her shoulder concerning Black women told me that she is Osage Indian (Indian???) and for me and the rest of the Black women to leave and go back to "our own" country (now she noted that the Black men could stay) like "NO" (I'd love to see Kenya go off on a "twit" [twit=pregnant female goldfish] like this) Black men would miss the loss of their mothers, sisters, and wives!!! What about the adolescent and Black male child??? Do they get to stay or do they have to get out of your country along with their Black mothers ??? How dat work???)....Last I checked we African-Americans did not come here via the middle-passage "cruise ship" darling!!! We never conspired to come to this country... We were imported to this country because the diseases of the European settlers were killing off the indigenous peoples (ie the slave labor) of the Americas...Is you Indian or is you Native American??? The person from India upon arriving in this country must really be confused then he hears the terms "Indian"( and it doesn't pertain to his ethnicity) or "Indian Reservation".... Wow...I thought the Osage called themselves a Tribe, a Nation, Native Americans or something to that effect... Why not call themselves "Injuns" or "Redskins" for that matter??? Perhaps the heffa REALLY thinks that we are in India...Shaking My Damn Head...


"Tallulah Bankhead! ... Don't you tell me anything! If I'm a middle-class fake white man ... let me be ... Let me be who I feel like being. Uncle Tom. Thomas. Whoever. It's none of your business ... I sit here, in this buttoned-up suit, to keep myself from cutting all your throats ... You great liberated whore! You fuck some black man, and right away you're an expert on black people. What a lotta shit that is."--LeRoi Jones Dutchman

On a lighter note...I am having fried Cajun seasoned catfish, oysters and boiled corn for dinner...It helps to balance out a lot of the angst I have been feeling lately...Going to watch a DVD also...Watching "National Security" with Martin Lawrence...There is a guy on there that looks like Donald Rumsfield....LMAO

The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
(Gil Scott-Heron)

You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the proper occasion.

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back after a message
bbout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.

Monday, September 08, 2003

SUCK MY THIRD LEFT NUTT BLAHOO!!! PUCKER UP BABIES!!!

A little more to the left....

Sunday, September 07, 2003

The Psychology of Cyberspace

Sharon??? Why the fuck do you insist on trying to figure out the lonely ass freaks that inhabit the internet??? It is not worth your time or trouble...A lot of people on this bitch walk (lol more like type) around like YOU have to prove something to THEM....And they call me arrogant...Read fools about yourself.....You are just mad because I choose to reveal a little something about myself and you do not....Don't get all bent out of shape because not everyone chooses to live anonymously through the internet...LOL...Laughing at your online disinhibition effect....

This is sad but maybe it is true that the internet is corrupting America.....Guess it is time to get out more and meet real people and not screen names, drink a margarita and get laid....Work it all out this lifetime....

Friday, September 05, 2003

Aunt Kenya!!! What the hell happened to your B-log?!!! You only have two (count them--two) entries!!!

Yet another message board idiot.....Hell... Even Ringo knows that I am a woman (female)...He was right about me liking men though...

True story about cajundelyte
by: imarealjackassnsoru 09/05/03 12:46 am
Msg: 6585 of 6673

His name is Stan

He lives with Dan

He is very tan

He loves a man


But then again he claims to be a "jackass" anyway....KEEPING IT REAL BLOGGER STYLE!!!!

Thursday, September 04, 2003

SO SUE ME!!! I AM ONLY HUMAN!!!

Re: AND ANOTHER BIGOT BOARD IS BORN....
by: suzannetoporoff (30/F/Atlanta) 09/04/03 06:33 pm
Msg: 23 of 28
1 recommendation

Yeah right! You're the idiot that told her sob story on another board a few months back about being burned by a immigrant you shacked up with and he dumped you when his wife arrived. As I said then....."You're a real class act." Lose some weight, get off your fat ass, raise your standards and stop dragging home trash the rest of us have to support.


Posted as a reply to: Msg 20 by voiceofsanity94804


As you might can tell...I don't like voiceofsanity...So I did eat this shit up...Lmao