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I gotta say, mine went pretty well.

My fiance’e agreed that we didn’t need to spend tons of money to validate our love for one another. I’m not dogging anyone that did spend money or go out or whatever, it was just nice to be able to stay in for once. No need to go out and battle the crowds at jam packed sophisticated restaurants. I love her for that. We decided to just stay in tonight, enjoy a dinner prepared by me, and a little television.

My preparations began innocently enough, much in the same way I prepare for posting. I sat on the toilet and reviewed Rachael Ray 2,4,6,8 Great Meals For Couples Or Crowds in search of a recipe that I could handle. It took me a while to come across a recipe where I recognized most of the ingredients, but I finally settled on almond crusted chicken cutlets and asparagus with scallion beurre blanc (beurre blanc is a sauce). Sounds sophisticated huh? I would recommend to anyone that doesn’t really know how to not buy this book. Ha ha, seriously, I like the book, but saying you can get this meal done in 30 minutes….well, it took me a lot longer. Also, most of the ingredients were not things I just keep on hand. We do like Rachael Ray and tivo her show sometimes. I think she is sorta cute.

Anyway, I made a list of what I needed and headed off to the grocery store. My good friend and neighbor, Ajit wanted to prepare a cake for his wife, so he rode along with me. I quickly found all but one of the ingredients. Rachael Ray was calling for “scallions” to be included in the sauce. I searched the entire produce section and couldn’t find anything called a scallion. Ajit, who is quite worldly, told me that he thought a scallion was some type of onion. With that in mind, I picked up some green onions. After having no success at finding Ajit a heart shaped baking pan we went to checkout. Evidently, Ajit planned on making a heart shaped cake for his wife. I asked if he was much of a baker and he said that he had watched his wife do it. Anyway, I asked the checkout lady if she knew what a scallion was. She didn’t know, but the lady behind me told me it was similar to a green onion. That’s when i saw the produce guy working in the produce section. I finished checking out, and went to ask him.

The produce guy quickly knew what a scallion was. He said “yeah, we’ve got them in bags”. I was overjoyed. He handed me a bag of what looked like garlic cloves that was clearly labeled “shallots”. “No dude, I said scallions”. He then took me to a book, listing all the produce. He turned to the onion section and said, “see, here is a picture of what you need”. The photo he showed me was a shallot again. In fact it was exactly the same thing as the bag he had handed me. It clearly said “shallot” below the photo. When the man let go of the book, I turned back one page and viola! There, plain as day, was a picture of a green onion. Underneath the photo it clearly said: “scallion”. The produce man was mystified and began to tell me how they had 7 different kinds of corn flakes on aisle 5, (he seriously told me that) but at this point I was in a hurry. Honestly, I’m not sure which is which, but I stuck with my green onions.

I made it home and knew I wouldn’t have dinner prepared before JC arrived. I decided to at least have the mood set, so she could relax as I prepared this gourmet meal. I quickly cleaned up the living room and kitchen table. I put on a little mood music. Lit a nice fire and went ahead and set the table.

Everything went pretty well with the setup. I was immediately pleased as the first part of the recipe called for me to cut up and separate the white and green part of the scallion. Easy, no problem. I began simmering the sauce (with the white part of the scallion) as directed. Next, I was to prepare the crust for the chicken. UH OH. Big problem. The recipe called for 1/2 cup of plain bread crumbs. For some reason, I had left out bread crumbs on my grocery list. Then I thought….“Jeez, what are bread crumbs? Crumbs of bread, that’s all.” I put two pieces of white bread in the toaster and toasted them on a dark setting. Sometimes I amaze myself.

Despite my breadcrumb success, I ran into another road block. The recipe said to combine the bread crumbs, almond slivers, and some other stuff that I won’t mention, and grind them up in a food processor. A food processor I don’t have. Again, I used ingenuity. I called Ajit. After a couple minutes of each of us determining exactly what a food processor was, Ajit agreed that they did indeed own one, and that he would bring it over so I could borrow it. He brought it over, warned me that he had found mold in it and left.

I dumped all the ingredients in the food processor. I put the top on and hit the button. Nothing. Tried again. Nothing. Hmmmm. I phoned Ajit. He told me he had never used it, but said he thought he saw a button on the front. Wow, amazing advice. As we were on the phone I figured out how to lock it in place and zoom, it cut on.

I ground up my breading mix, and was just preparing to dip my chicken cutlets when the phone rang. It was Ajit. He needed eggs, for his cake. For some reason, he didn’t know how many. After a few minutes of deliberation, he determined that he needed 3 eggs. I only had one egg. I knew this because I had to mix my other egg with heavy cream in order to coat the chicken before dipping in the breading.

Ajit was at a loss, I could tell. I knew he wanted to get this cake done before his wife arrived home. At the same time, I had all this stuff going. I had sauce simmering on the stove, oil heating up for my chicken, and a huge mess in the kitchen. The only option was to call our other neighbor, Brad. I told Ajit I would call him for him. I was a bit fearful of calling Brad. Don’t get me wrong, I like Brad. Like him a lot. He just likes to talk, and I didn’t have time for talking. Brad confirmed that he did have eggs. He then confirmed that he had 3, but he was worried about the date. I admit, I did tell him that the date didn’t matter, but upon checking it he said the date was fine. I called Ajit to tell him to go get the eggs. Just as I did that, JC walked in the door. Ajit sounded hesitant to go and get the eggs. He then asked me if I had apple sauce. HUH?? What kind of cake takes apple sauce?? I suggested that JC take him to the store so he could get what he needed, and give myself time to finish preparing my meal. Problem averted.

At this point, I was in a bit over my head. My sauce was only supposed to simmer for 5 minutes, upon which I was supposed to add something else to it (butter and the green part of the shallots). I ended up having to cut it off. I still needed to cut the tough part off the asparagus, and cut up some potatoes ( I figured I’d add potatoes to the mix because chicken and asparagus isn’t enough for us).

I went to work. I breaded my chicken and laid it in the pan. I had to do 6 filets, my pan could only hold 3 at the time. Meanwhile, I was adding an entire stick of butter to my sauce as well as the green parts of the scallions. I was very proud of those scallions! I had the asparagus going, but was worried, because it only takes a few minutes for asparagus. My potatoes weren’t even cut yet!

In hindsight, I wish I had left out the potatoes. Everything else was done as I waited on the potatoes. Luckily the recipe actually instructed to put the chicken in the oven at 250 to keep it warm. My sauce was ok on low. I was worried about the asparagus.

Finally, after about an hour of actual cooking time, everything was done. I called JC in and had a look at what I had prepared.

I have to say, I was quite pleased. The en tree was bueno, especially the sauce. The potatoes were rushed and not good at all, but oh well. I enjoyed the meal, and I’m pretty sure JC did.

As we neared completion of the meal, I busted open a bottle of bubbly, and JC and I reveled in our greatness.

After eating our meal we decided to go into the living room and watch “our shows”. Lost was coming on tonight at 10, but we had a couple hours to kill. We DVR most of our favorite shows, and it seems that JC always has something in the library that we haven’t watched yet. Tonight was no different.

We began by watching the most recent episode of one of our favorite shows, Oxygen’s “The Bad Girls Club”. I’m not sure how we got addicted to this show, there’s just something about skanky chicks living in the same house. We were somewhat excited about this episode because it was the first since Ty beat the crap out of Aimee. They have this “rule” on the show that if you throw a punch, you’re out, so Ty got booted after fighting Aimee. I can’t stand Aimee, and I felt it was wrong that Ty got booted because Aimee wanted to fight every bit as much as Ty, she just got her butt kicked. Anyway, tonights show was kind of boring, mostly just Leslie being alone (Ty was the only other black girl) and Kerry being upset with Jodie for messing with a guy that she was writing songs with. Pretty boring.

If you haven’t seen Ty beat up Aimee, here it is.

We only had 2 shows left in the DVR after that and still had a little over an hour to kill. JC likes a show that comes on FX called “DIRT”. I’ve only watched bits and pieces of it and haven’t really gotten into it. I still had an episode of “The White Rapper Show” to watch, but I figured I’d let her watch her show. I mean it was Valentines Day. If you’ve never seen “The White Rapper Show” don’t bother. It’s one of the dumber shows on TV, led by MC Serch (formerly of 3rd bass) who VH-1 calls an “icon”. Yeah right. The “rappers” on this show emulate every thing that is WRONG with rap these days. It’s hard to believe that people that had time to consider presenting themselves chose to do it in this way. Even the guy that is all about rapping for children acts like an idiot. Just think, the winner of this show can be just like MC Serch!

Anyway, like I said, JC watched “DIRT”. I hung in for a few minutes, but the show just doesn’t really get my attention. I decided to go into the kitchen and clean up.

I got done cleaning and it was time for LOST. Tonights show was a HUGE letdown as it basically just did a flashback on the Desmond character. Didn’t learn a whole lot new except that Desmond sees Charlie is going to die. Honestly, I wish Charlie would die, he gets on my last nerve. They didn’t show us what was going on with Jack, Kate and Sawyer. In fact we never even got a glimpse of what was going on in that story-line. I hate episodes like this, I don’t feel like it served much purpose other than to show Charlie might die. I mean, we already knew Desmond could see into the future, and we already knew his girlfriends father didn’t approve of him marrying her. GOSH! The whole episode caused me to down the entire bottle of champagne.

Anyway, that was the extent of our Valentines evening. After LOST went off I started watching ESPN and saw the Tim Hardaway “I hate gay people” thing and came in here to blog. I just wanted to make this post so women would have an idea of how hard it is for men (well, at least me) to do just about anything. It might have seemed like a simple dinner but so much went into it. Nothing comes easy and several disasters were averted as well. With that I say goodnight, and Happy Valentines Day.

As a teen I had my walls covered with the women of the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition.  At that time, the swimsuit edition represented soft-porn to me.  In recent years, the annual swim-wear spectacular has gone south….in my opinion anyway.

This year however…..they’ve outdone themselves.

That’s right, Beyonce is in this years edition.  I’m not usually one to foam at mega-stars and their looks, but Beyonce is gorgeous.  I have to admit, When I saw her in Dreamgirls (yes, I saw that movie, so what?) I was disturbed at how much weight she had lost, but she looks fantastic in these photos.  Check out the following link to see all her photos and a short video of her shoot.

Swimsuit 2007 Beyonce  (SI.com)

I’m heading to Charlotte until Saturday, so I’m gonna have to sign off until then.  Unlike all the cool sports blogs I don’t have help waiting in the wings, so the site will be dead until Saturday.  Until then, I leave you with this fantastic photo of my serve.

Ok, I know this is totally not sports related but Anna Nicole Smith is dead.  I thought about this for a second and realized there is no way I could tie this in with sports without seeming insensitive to death, so I won’t try.

I’m finding just a few things ironic about her death.

The police are reporting they found her dead after her private nurse phone them upon discovering Smith unresponsive in her hotel room.  Ok, why did she have a private nurse?

Smith recently lost 69 pounds thanks to “TrimSpa”.  I’ve told my fiancee and other female friends to stay away from weight loss “magic pills”.  I have to wonder.  I’m sure the autopsy will clear things up.

Ironic that a woman that emulated Marilyn Monroe died at 39.  Monroe died at 36.

Ironic that her son died out of the blue just 5 months ago.

I have to wonder if this is karma in action.  Will there now be a huge debate as to who inherits her fortune?
In all honesty, my condolences for anyone that is upset by her passing.

Anna Nicole Dead, World Awaits Variously Insincere Condolences From Entertainment Tonight, TMZ.com, Others  (The Darn News)

I’m sure you’ve already heard about Broncos starting corner Darrent Williams being shot to death early Monday morning after leaving a Denver nightclub.  First my condolences go out to all of his family and friends.  I can’t imagine what they must be feeling.  I am not going to discuss the particulars of the even, I’m sure you’ve already read or heard them.  I imagine a lot more will come to light in the next few days as well.  What I would like to discuss is some of the fan reaction to the incident.

I frequent several message boards and blogs and the idea that some people are blaming Williams for what happened is not only insane, but it is just downright ignorant as well.  I’ve been reading things like “Well, he shouldn’t have been where he wasn’t supposed to be” OR  “another NFL street punk gets killed, big deal” OR “Why would someone who makes millions go to a nightclub!”.  If you don’t believe people are saying things like this read some of the comments to the story being posted on Fanhouse. 

People, Darrent Williams was a 24 year old kid.  It was New Years Eve.  Going to a club, especially on New Years Eve is something that lots of 24 year olds do.  Just because he was an NFL player doesn’t mean he shouldn’t go out into society and live his life.  It’s especially arrogant that these statements are being made before anyone really knows the nature of the crime….was it a random shooting?  If not, what was the motive?  If Williams shouldn’t have been there, what about other people in the car that weren’t NFL players?  I just believe that people often times lose decency when it comes to celebrities and athletes.  This guy is actually being persecuted by some people for going to a night club.  Folks he was shot and killed…and you are still persecuting him?  I’m not sure of the circumstances, but I do know that this could have happened to ANY of us that leaves our home.  Thoughts and prayers with the Williams family.

Wanna know how to cause some commotion in a small town? Call 911. That’s just what I did today…..

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I’ve had a couple people ask me why I haven’t been posting so much….my only answer is life. Here’s what I mean-

Jim Valvano speaks to the crowd in Reynolds in 1993. This speech preluded his famous ESPY speech but is just as powerful and inspirational. Anyone that has ever dreamed or loved can gain something from what Valvano said that day.

I found this video on this guys channel. He has a lot of videos up with a local flavor to them.

A really cool story about a baseball player answering some fan mail over 15 years later.  Really makes me remember the innocence of youth.  Check it out if you ever had a favorite player, collected baseball cards, or just love sports.

Read it here 

(thanks Ajit)

I admit, I have not watched one episode of this show.  However, I was at the game last night, and they announced that Emmitt Smith had won on the Jumbo-Tron and everyone cheered.  Everyone seems to love Emmitt, and I’m proud of him for adding another trophy to his mantle.  Honestly, I’m not sure Emmitt was the best, but the last show came down to fan vote, and Emmitt won the popularity contest.  Not surprising given his character.
Here is Video of Emmitt “freestyling”

Here is a story on Emmitt winning.