just want to go on record and say, who gave nasa the right to bomb our moon. nobody asked me...
it's not your moon to do whatever you fancy.
i can hardly believe that this is happening without any objection.
haven't we done enough damage to the earth?
who can predict the consequences of bombing the moon? what if the explosion throws the moon out of orbit? what if the explosion splits the moon? who the hell knows so much that they can take a chance like this. anyway, we will know tomorrow if we have destroyed a satellite the earth needs just as it is.
those patties were almost unbearably hot, served piping hot and spicey hot at the same time. but at 11:00 a.m. at priory school in kingston when the patty wagon came to the school yard. we were so hungry we got used to them. they were so delicious. i asked him once what he put into them. the patty man said with a laugh, "snakes eyes and puppy dogs tails." but they sure were good.
so i decided to make some of my own. here's how.
put on some nice harry belafonte songs and get some ambiance going.
set-up for dough
roll the dough in small balls
find a cutter. i used the blender lid. 5 inch diameter.
if this doesn't taste really good and peppery work on it some more. must be hot hot hot.
bake for 35 minutes on cookie sheet at 400 degrees farenheit. i made twenty all together.
recipe:
then this is the lunch i had.
below is what you do with the left over marinara sauce. makes a lovely dinner on rice.
the culmination of almost a year of work... 780 silkscreen prints with four helpers. my job was to just stay ahead of the printing by making the screens as fast as i could.
i did the drawings illustrating the mulla nasr eddin stories all in one day last april.
then we did scratchboard versi ...
“if he’s into the bog, we must drag him out.
If the trolls have got him, we must ring the bells.” Peer gynt, ibsen
The biting November wind, the steaming frost, the brilliant blasting sun rising slices through the naked black oaks. S. is sitting on a cushion by the fire. A sense of self and ph ...
after a long day and a rich experience of life working, finally dinner was ready around 11:00 p.m.
(and i had a lovely hungryman t.v. dinner, fried chicken; which will kill you if you eat it too often, in the freezer. i could have had it in a jiffy.)
just for my favorite friends... i, with my las ...
in the catskills where rip van winkle slept for forty odd years and ichabod crane saw the headless horseman even stranger events than that took place in castalia where eighty giant oak trees lined both sides of the long driveway leading to the gatehouse. above the crystal clear lake the mansion with ...
the work on al bonk's pottery studio was finished. before the fall rains the roof rafters and beams were placed and a quick layer of plywood and tyvek would keep the water out. flagstone now covered the shale floor. one elegant arch of stone formed the exterior doorway. the other led to the k ...