Linking Lead to Crime
Interesting hypothesis on the link between lead (in gasoline, etc.) to the rise and fall of crime rates over the last half century.
Another addition to my very small, but exploding with growth, collection of words for later disuse.
- The artist’s most recent paintings examine the deeper relationship between dogs and the game of poker, a game, once thought, only enjoyed by humans.
- I have yet to see any work examine anything. It’s just another term used in an attempt to elicit rigor. While works unfortunately described by this term may provoke the viewer to examination, they themselves do no such thing.
Wonderful News from Matt and Sharyn
My good friends Matt and Sharyn became parents this past Saturday. Naomi Elise Cones is 7 pounds and 10 ounces of pure cute.
A nice complement to yesterday’s post and my sensitivity to noise in my feeds (and still awkward). I treat my phone the same way, except I leave it on vibrate while I’m sleeping as well.
Never Buy a Tool You Don’t Need
I’ve eventually found a use for twitter.
I like to share links via Google Reader, but it’s mostly with just a few people as I’m really sensitive to noise in my feeds (what a statement…). Anyway, I’ve begun the sharing @ryanfitzer.
Actually, I started @rpfdev last fall with a web development focus. It’s been really useful. Some things just don’t show up on blogs.
And, as for the separate accounts, as my good friend Rick observed so long ago, “You like to keep things in separate little boxes”. More true than ever.
Also, while working a million hours day and night at my day-job and one freelance project, I do have grand plans for an upgrade to this site. The front page already has a finished psd just waiting to be coded.
P.S. @rpfdev compliments my web development focused site, ryanpatrickfitzer.com, if you have such leanings.
Just watched a nice short on The Sartorialist. I love watching the ways street photographers approach people. From what I’ve seen, there’s no common strategy. You just need to be comfortable with what you’re doing and ask. They either say yes or no. I’m picking up a roll from the lab where I did my first batch of people shots. Only one person said no, and it wasn’t weird.
Now for scanning, which I am way behind on (and India is still in the queue).
I am starting a collection of words for later disuse in talking and writing about art (CWLD). This is not meant as a passive-aggressive jab at others, but a way to call attention to words I find have simply lost any contextual meaning in writing on art. I also need an outlet to bitch instead of using Elizabeth as my sounding board.
- Besides sounding clinical and detached, it fails to accept, or add, any context from, or to, the words and ideas in its periphery. While describing a work, or an idea, as “an investigation” is technically valid, it makes the description just that, technical.
Paul Soldner, Dead at 89
Paul Soldner lived a long and fruitful life.
He was definitely an early influence on my ceramic education. For some reason, I have a vague memory of him naked… and a clay mixer. Hmmmmm…
Vivian Maier Still Surprises Me
With each new posting I am still astounded by how much Vivian Maier captured. This one is just so concentrated with life:
Veggie Burger Beginnings
For the past two Christmas Day dinners, Elizabeth and I have taken on making a new dish. It’s become our little tradition since we don’t normally travel to our respective families for the holidays. This year Elizabeth made a delectable apple pie and I made 5 mounds of veggie burger slop.
As a long-time vegetarian and lacking a tried and true veggie burger recipe, I’ve suffered through the store bought varieties and vicious bullying from hippies for too long. But a week or two ago I had a mind-blowing veggie burger from The Griffin in Loz Feliz. This thing was heaven wrapped in a grilled cheese sandwich (which was the bartender’s recommendation) and it cemented my decision that a veggie burger would be this year’s immaculate conception and awesome spicy beans will have to wait till next year.
My work started on Christmas day at 3pm (at the grocery store, which took me 2 hours) and dinner was served at about 12:30am (so it was actually a day-after-Christmas Christmas dinner). E worked on her’s, along with the sides, while I mad-scientist-ed my way through 4 of the 5 recipes, cutting, mixing, food processor-ing, onion-crying, dish washing, and repeating. There was no time for the fifth and I had to throw out the finished fourth mix because of adding 1 tbsp of concentrated veggie broth instead of the 1 tbsp of “instant veggie broth” that was listed. E was like “honey, that stuff’s concentrated, which makes a big difference”. To which I replied “no way, it’s all the same. I’m sure simply wrote it down incorrectly. It’ll be fine”. Yeah, it wasn’t fine.
For most of the spices and seasonings listed, I had little or no idea of their taste and contribution, especially when mixed with other unknown ingredients. Take for instance Gravy Master, I’ve never heard of the stuff. Well, now I know that mixed with soy sauce and vegetable bullion it will be pretty overpowering due to all three having basically the same taste and high sodium content.
The problem was the process in which I came to the 5 recipes. Starting with 10 I found online and loaded into a spreadsheet, I proceeded to combine the deltas of similar listings, based on the main ingredients of beans, rice, oats, potatoes, tvp or tofu, into 5 golden recipes. I thought it was a good idea, but instead it caused the births of 5 horrible Franken-burger mounds. In the hands of someone with more experience this might have worked, but I was not Him.
So, determined not to give up, I did some more research and thought this recipe looked pretty good. Leaving out the ingredients I didn’t have, I halved the amounts to get the following:
1/2 egg 1/4 onion, diced 1/2 cup bread crumbs 1/4 tsp cayenne pepper 1 cup can black beans, drained
I cooked this baby up, miniature-style, topped it with cheese, salt, black pepper and mustard and wrapped it in a toasted little wheat bun. Although a little plain (due to little seasoning), it was pretty tasty and had good texture and consistency. Much better than the last attempts.
With a mind to fix the plain taste, I went to the spread of seasonings and spices left out from Christmas day (I have no cupboard space for all this shit) and started smelling things to gauge their effect on the taste I still had in mouth. While a little strong and sweet in the bottle, the BBQ sauce talked to me, “Just put a razor-thin coating of me on there and I promise it’ll rock you world” it said. I listened and so another mini-a-fied burger went into a bun, substituting the mustard with the recommended razor-thin coating of BBQ sauce (I used Bull’s-Eye Memphis Style as it was the only option with real sugar instead of HFCS).
The little voice in that bottle wasn’t shitting me, this burger was awesome. I even took a photo to capture its beauty.
I’m pretty excited and so I’ll be trying other additions to this base (including the grilled cheese wrapper!) and will update this post with any successful additions. Any recommendations will also be welcomed.