Tuesday night – hotel mac & cheese

Once again I find myself arriving at the hotel after all the restaurants are closed. I drove around for about 15 minutes trying to find a place that was open but no dice. I find myself getting addicted to the weird freeze dried or frozen pseudo-foods that hotels have for people like me when you get in too late.

It's surprising what sort of culinary tricks you can come up with… I've made grilled cheese with the iron in my room. Last night I had some sort of mac & cheese with cashews just to mix it up. Tonight it's some sort of macaroni with ground up baked potato chips just to add some flavor.

I know it sounds like I'm complaining… But this stuff is a guilty pleasure. I get The whole months worth of sodium in just one sitting. I would never even think about eating something like this at home but somehow I feel Noble… Even monastic …by eating it here.

 

I hope wherever you are you are enjoying some sort of freeze-dried or frozen concoction right now in solidarity with me.

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Yummmm smells so good !

 

Nite all, nite sam

-me

Ps. Quick addendum… Microwave and room is broken… So I just ate baked fake potato chips and seltzer… Don't feel sorry for me… it was a great meal

Monday night – zig zag

I have a zig zag week.. Woke up in vermont, spent the day in ny gonna sleep in michigan… Im sad to be away from home, but greatful that the world keeps putting very interesting stuff in front of me…

I spent the day thinking about cool techincal things i could do…

 

Now i gotta just find 10 more hours in each day.

-jc

Sunday night -Bread and Puppet

Diane and I are making sure that we stretch every last warm and sunny day of this summer. Yesterday we went tubing in the Winooski with Ellen and Will.. today we drove up to Glover to see Bread and Puppet.   Bread and Puppet is a political tether troop started by Peter Schuman in 1963 !!! Peter was still there calling the shots.   We have gone many times over the years.. and I think todays agent was one of my favorites.

The place was jammed with folks of all ages.. but I dare say not all political persuasions. B&P s definitely for us more left leaning folks. The topics discussed today were a nice mix of fun and serous.. from political action committees, to the media to global whamming and gun violence. there were several mall events to begin… Diane and I walked around and took them in.. trying to dodge the wicked hot sun as we did. We ran into many friends from all over.. Homer and Mary .. i even ran into my buddy Paul Zaloom.. who has been associated with B&P for ages.

Around 3 The pageant began.. It  is composed of many skits.. all done using giant paper mache masks, stilts and a great band. The actors keep it fun and moving.. so colorful.. and meaningful..

Here are some pics fro the day

 

afterwards… as always, they handed out whole grain bread and home made aioli.. my pores are still steaming with garlic..

I left inspired and tired

Speaking of tired.. only a couple of hours to sleep.. so going now..

nite all, nite sam

-me

Saturday night – well-wishers

I have book me at eight this morning for a special event. Our neighbor Jim  and his brother-in-law other Jim were replacing the small wishing well that used to cover our 90 year old neighbor Pat’s well. There used to be a Wishing well just like it there but a couple of months ago some crazy #%^*@$ came and stole it in the middle of the night. It really made Pat mad because the Wishing well had sentimental attachment to his wonderful wife Janet who passed away about two years ago.I still can’t figure out why someone would do such a thing.

Jim… Not our neighbor Jim but his brother-in-law Jim… Found a place up north that made him a replacement it looked a lot like the old one. This time we drove some metal spikes a good 4 inches into the ground and then bolted the thing into that. It’s not going anywhere.

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It’s really nice to have A little well back there. I know it’s not a big deal but I know it means a lot to pack… Guess it means a lot to me too.

 

Night all little well back there. I know it’s not a big deal but I know it means a lot to Pat… Guess it means a lot to me too.

Night all, night Sam

-me