Life discovery:
The older you get, the more spam emails you get.
Fry it up. It’s tasty!I’ve never eaten Spam. I even had a coworker give me Spam.
If things get really bad, I’ll eat people before I’ll eat Spam
4 tomatoes cut in quarters - I use vine ripened
6-8 cloves of garlic peeled
2 yellow onions cut in small wedges
2-3 Jalepenos
1-2 Serranos
1-2 Habeneros
1/4 cup olive or avocado oil (or vegetable oil)
1 lime
Couple teaspoons salt
Teaspoonish cumin
1/4 cup fresh cilantro
Line baking sheet with aluminum foil and throw veggies on it, then drizzle oil on veggies.
Broil veggies for 10 or 15 mins until charred.
Transfer veggies to Vitamix (which I use) or food processor and add salt and cumin. Pulse until chunky.
Add cilantro and juice from one lime and pulse more.
Season to taste until happy.
I like to double or triple this recipe depending on serving size needed.
Also I like really hot salsa so if you or guests aren’t a fan then I’d dial back the peppers.
Deep Fried Spam SamichFry it up. It’s tasty!
Liked, not because I agree, but because you referenced The Byrds. I’m more of a fan of their hippy, tambourine sound from the late 60’s, but I can appreciate when a band changes it up, even if they sounded like they were trying to come up with a soundtrack for HeeHaw.Just got listening to Sweetheart of the Rodeo by the Byrds for about 3 hours straight. I had forgotten how badass that album was!
Thanking you both for the inspiration (sorta - guitar wise anyways)Liked, not because I agree, but because you referenced The Byrds. I’m more of a fan of their hippy, tambourine sound from the late 60’s, but I can appreciate when a band changes it up, even if they sounded like they were trying to come up with a soundtrack for HeeHaw.
Saw them couple years ago and top 5 favorite live groups I’ve seen.Re: music
I’ve been listening to a lot of Shane smith and the Saints lately.
Know this has been tough on you.So I reached the point in my fatherhood I hoped would come later. My 9 year old first born who I’ve sacrificed and done everything for hates me and her step-mom and doesn’t want to live with me because she wants to see her mom more.
Many of you are familiar with this crazy journey to me getting full custody. We’ve been through kidnapping, her seeing domestic violence and drug use... way more than I can even add in a post. Just things a child should never be submitted to. I hate that she has to go through the pain of being pulled in different directions and I know it’s normal for a child to want to live with the other parent.
Currently, her mother has lost custody of her other child (a toddler) all that I can find out was that it was domestic related.
Now, I don’t beat my own chest and brag. I am not that type of person, but I can lay my head on my pillow each and every night knowing that her step mother treats her as her own and that I have legitimately sacrificed entire careers to give her a life that she would have never had and open doors to opportunities that she would never have. It has been a long and difficult road.
It took everything out of me to keep my composure and not tell her how it really is. (Her mom is on drugs, her husband beats the [ Cumbie’s red zone playcalling ] out of her, they lost their kid, neither of them have jobs and he thinks he’s a rapper now). Apparently he has the NFL brain trauma disorder even though he only played through high school. That’s his crutch for the robberies and drugs and abuse.
somehow. My little girl thinks that they have hung the moon. Meanwhile, I have given her things that I had to risk it all for and made it to where I see her everyday and kiss her every night and read my kids stories every night.
It’s okay though. I’ve settled in well to my role as the bad guy after the past 9 years. She will see when she’s older. I refuse to bad mouth and tell her how it really is. Just breaks my heart because I would die for her and give her everything I had at a moments notice.
When you did your final boarding, you should have looked at the passenger nearby and said, "they'll never get me."So, on a somewhat different note, I got the confirmation that I was looking for when I was searched 5 different times to and from Mexico last year after clearing TSA and boarding a plane, I was removed and searched again time after time and other times while boarding in the terminal. It was a bit humiliating.
A guy a week before with a shaved head and beard had a rap sheet and was a former Aryan (possibly) and apparently any bald headed dude with a beard and a new passport is a gangbanger in that timeframe. Not gonna lie, I kinda felt cool.
I always had a feeling I was being stereotyped. Not my fault I embraced the bald and have tattoos. Lol. The other guy had a bar wire tattoo with 3 barbs that are different. His were lightning bolts. I have no Aryan tats lol. Just apparently resemble a big white gangbanger.
Damn I’m really sorry to hear about thatSo I reached the point in my fatherhood I hoped would come later. My 9 year old first born who I’ve sacrificed and done everything for hates me and her step-mom and doesn’t want to live with me because she wants to see her mom more.
Many of you are familiar with this crazy journey to me getting full custody. We’ve been through kidnapping, her seeing domestic violence and drug use... way more than I can even add in a post. Just things a child should never be submitted to. I hate that she has to go through the pain of being pulled in different directions and I know it’s normal for a child to want to live with the other parent.
Currently, her mother has lost custody of her other child (a toddler) all that I can find out was that it was domestic related.
Now, I don’t beat my own chest and brag. I am not that type of person, but I can lay my head on my pillow each and every night knowing that her step mother treats her as her own and that I have legitimately sacrificed entire careers to give her a life that she would have never had and open doors to opportunities that she would never have. It has been a long and difficult road.
It took everything out of me to keep my composure and not tell her how it really is. (Her mom is on drugs, her husband beats the [ Cumbie’s red zone playcalling ] out of her, they lost their kid, neither of them have jobs and he thinks he’s a rapper now). Apparently he has the NFL brain trauma disorder even though he only played through high school. That’s his crutch for the robberies and drugs and abuse.
somehow. My little girl thinks that they have hung the moon. Meanwhile, I have given her things that I had to risk it all for and made it to where I see her everyday and kiss her every night and read my kids stories every night.
It’s okay though. I’ve settled in well to my role as the bad guy after the past 9 years. She will see when she’s older. I refuse to bad mouth and tell her how it really is. Just breaks my heart because I would die for her and give her everything I had at a moments notice.
When you did your final boarding, you should have looked at the passenger nearby and said, "they'll never get me."
Racist, IMO.So, on a somewhat different note, I got the confirmation that I was looking for when I was searched 5 different times to and from Mexico last year after clearing TSA and boarding a plane, I was removed and searched again time after time and other times while boarding in the terminal. It was a bit humiliating.
A guy a week before with a shaved head and beard had a rap sheet and was a former Aryan (possibly) and apparently any bald headed dude with a beard and a new passport was a gangbanger in that timeframe.
I always had a feeling I was being stereotyped. Not my fault I embraced the bald and have tattoos. Lol. The other guy had a bar wire tattoo with 3 barbs that are different. His were lightning bolts. I have no Aryan tats or barbwire for that matter, lol. Just apparently resemble a white gangbanger.
Sounds like you’ve really been through some ship with the ex. Kids will be kids. Don’t take it personal.So I reached the point in my fatherhood I hoped would come later. My 9 year old first born who I’ve sacrificed and done everything for hates me and her step-mom and doesn’t want to live with me because she wants to see her mom more.
Many of you are familiar with this crazy journey to me getting full custody. We’ve been through kidnapping, her seeing domestic violence and drug use... way more than I can even add in a post. Just things a child should never be submitted to. I hate that she has to go through the pain of being pulled in different directions and I know it’s normal for a child to want to live with the other parent.
Currently, her mother has lost custody of her other child (a toddler) all that I can find out was that it was domestic related.
Now, I don’t beat my own chest and brag. I am not that type of person, but I can lay my head on my pillow each and every night knowing that her step mother treats her as her own and that I have legitimately sacrificed entire careers to give her a life that she would have never had and open doors to opportunities that she would never have. It has been a long and difficult road.
It took everything out of me to keep my composure and not tell her how it really is. (Her mom is on drugs, her husband beats the [ Cumbie’s red zone playcalling ] out of her, they lost their kid, neither of them have jobs and he thinks he’s a rapper now). Apparently he has the NFL brain trauma disorder even though he only played through high school. That’s his crutch for the robberies and drugs and abuse.
somehow. My little girl thinks that they have hung the moon. Meanwhile, I have given her things that I had to risk it all for and made it to where I see her everyday and kiss her every night and read my kids stories every night.
It’s okay though. I’ve settled in well to my role as the bad guy after the past 9 years. She will see when she’s older. I refuse to bad mouth and tell her how it really is. Just breaks my heart because I would die for her and give her everything I had at a moments notice.