Cured at Last…
Two psychiatrists were at a convention. As they conversed over a drink, one asked,
“What was your most difficult case?”
The other replied, “I had a patient who lived in a pure fantasy world. He believed
that an uncle in South America was going to die and leave him a fortune. All day
long he waited for a letter to arrive from an attorney. He never went out, he never
did anything, he merely sat around and waited for this fantasy letter from this
fantasy uncle. I worked with this man for eight years.”
“What was the result?”
“It was an eight-year struggle. Every day for eight years, but I finally cured him.
And then that damn letter arrived!”
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I decided to share this joke with my blog readers, as in some twisted way it relates to a recent event in my life (only I had to wait 3 years, not 8). Also a reminder that those of us in a fantasy world aren’t always wrong 😉
Crime Scene
Its Been A While
Ive been off hiding from my world again, so it may take me a bit of time to catch up on blogging, but I fully intend to make 2006 a more full blog year than 2005 was. I have a lot to talk about, my classes, my hobbies, my ever changing academic situation (there is consideration for an additional minior), my GITI’s development, my progress with losing weight and “beefing up” and many other topics.
What do you do when there is no road?
Today on my way to class I ran into some road work on the ramp exiting from I-85, on one side of the ramp there was the usual “Right Lane Ends – 1000 Feet”, on the other side a temporary “Left Lane Closed – 1000 feet”. As a driver on a 2 lane ramp, how should I interpret this?
One Year of Throwing
It has been one year since my Creative Artista pottery wheel arrived. With the arrival of the wheel last year, it brought back my creativity and desire to work with the clay medium. During my childhood clay was a very good way for me to pass time. I used to do some wheel stuff when I was younger, but I did more with handbuilding during that time. I spent a lot of time with my grandmother when I was younger, and one of our favorite things to do was to play with clay. My grandmother used to become angry at my mother when she would give me “Play Dough”, she wanted me working with the real stuff. After my grandmother died and my grandfather remarried the one thing I was determined to get from his house was a small ceramic pitcher that my grandmother made while I was working on some other ceramic project. In the period of one year I have created a lot of new pieces and I feel like I have found myself again.
In this year I have gone from my first throw which looked like nothing more than a twisted volcano to some fairly nice pieces. In this year I have taught myself how to do feet on my pieces and I began glazing my finished pieces. Also in this year I did my first fired pieces. My portfolio of creations is continuing to expand as I become a more competent potter.
One year has gone by, hopefully my second year will be just as sucessful and productive.
The Adventures of the Platonic No Show Continue
Today, the first day of Metaphysics, Dr. Judith L. Presler once again failed to attend a crucial class of the semester.
New Pottery Images Uploaded to Gallery
January 3, 2006
January 8, 2006
I don’t really have much to say about these, mostly the images speak for themselves. I am fairly happy with my work on these over the past few days and I hope to be able to further my skills to create even more elaborate and interesting pieces.
Notes Module Converted
The GITI Notepad module has been successfully converted and extended for GITI v2.
Not Much
New Entry to the “New Curtis Dictionary”
Not Much – standard response given to “what are you up to?”. This statement is not to be taken literally, but is a placeholder responses when the present activity is determined to be not worthy of mention, or is dull.
Discovering the Perfect Sandwich Bread
Ever want a midnight snack and discover that you want a sandwich, but that you dont want a WHOLE sandwich, or you want a little more than 1, but not 2? Well… ive fallen in love with a different type of bread that is AMAZING!
For my party on December 25th, 2005 I wanted a bread that was kind of light and could be crisped very easily to go with the soups, sort of as a bread-cracker hybrid food. I knew of one such thing that would fit my needs, a french baguette. I had never worked with one before, so I was kind of experimenting by even deciding to serve it. I served it sliced at 1/4″ thickness and lightly buttered, warmed at 200° F for about 15 minutes. The result was that everyone loved it (overlooking the minor comment that they would be better with a marinara sauce on the side). Long story short, my mother picked up 2 loaves, only 1 was needed, so i started using it for sandwich bread (starting with the half turkey my aunt brought me, yum!).
Because of the way that baguettes are, they are adjustable in length for sandwitches. They are between 2 and 4 ft in length and are designed to be cut to size. In addition to the adjustable size, they are also availible in several flavors/varieties such as white, wheat, and various spiced versions. My favorite quality about it though is its crisp shell, a seraded knife is required, but well worth it to be able to eat a sandwich made with this very flavorful, crisp bread.
