Nefarious might visit them on the weekend at my grandmother's house, so I'm working to get the painting that my nephew sketched for me done before she has to leave… I think it will be too frightening for him, although he did draw it!

Nefarious might visit them on the weekend at my grandmother's house, so I'm working to get the painting that my nephew sketched for me done before she has to leave… I think it will be too frightening for him, although he did draw it!
I asked Nefarious what she wanted for supper and she told me, “mushrooms, shrimp, mango juice, and noodles” — so that's basically what I did. Other than that, there were some green onions, grape tomatoes, garlic, and lime juice, and spices were limited to salt, chives, mustard seed, soy sauce, and chives, and it was fried in sesame oil… So I guess it's mushroom shrimp noodles in a mango reduction — pretty close to the request.
I did a little painting as well on the Halloween themed one that's being done for my nephew. I hear he gets scared of stuff on the wall though — sometimes the Spiderman poster in his room has to get taken down because it freaks him out — so I hope that him being the creative mind behind the design reduces the scariness! If not I will have to build it with a cover integrated into the frame, haha.
Doing the Habakuk interview really made me think about Africa again. I'd love to have a little farm, a satellite link to work, and a bunch of paint, out far away from things like the chemical factory across the tracks from where I live that's being “cleaned” and thus stinking up this neighborhood with toxic fumes for months… Like the old proverb says, “When the sun rises, I go to work. When the sun goes down, I take my rest. I dig the well from which I drink, I farm the soil that yields my food. I share creation, Kings can do no more.”
I've been debating for a while whether I should post this or not. This photo was taken in flight in the washroom of an airplane after passing through security at an international terminal. Yes, that's a box cutter, like what was used in the 9/11 attacks (taken on accidentally). Not only that but they searched the bag that contained it and missed it. Not only that, but they did require pouring out a coffee that had been bought at the entrance to the security line-up. Well, that made me feel safe.
If you want an example of this where both powers want “the wrong thing for their people” that's a bit more obvious, look at opium growing in Afghanistan. US and International corporations make billions waging the war. Al Qaeda and the Taliban make billions of dollars from the sale of poppies for heroin, which also fund the criminal and terrorist operations, while keeping the West at war with them, ensuring a chaotic state of never-ending war so long as the cycle remains unbroken. However, the world has a morphine shortage, a legitimate product derived from poppies. If the poppy industry was legalized and the product went to the medical industry instead, the farmers would get paid more, the druglords wouldn't be able to funnel money into terrorism any more, and the war would start to end.
However, there is more money in war (for the one “side”) and drugs (for the other), so we keep up this insane contract where the legitimate uses for the poppy are kept criminal in order to keep the money flowing to the richest people on the planet. If you're at the top of the class/power pyramid, war is a very good way to stay at the top assuming you can sustain it…
Nefarious and I made marzipan today. It's drying out a little right now; we'll see if the mix I used will be usable or not… I'd like to get it so it's sort of like playdough that you can eat (and actually tastes good) but this one may be too sticky — this is half-and-half ground almonds and icing sugar, and then a bit of coconut, and egg white (one per cup of almonds), as well as a bit of salt and vanilla, and food coloring. I was going to make some with cocoa but didn't bother this time.