Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Monday, May 29, 2006
Carb Day
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Laporte trip
This is downtown Rolling Prairie. Looks a lot smaller here than it did when I was growing up there. My wife tells me I was shorter then.
This whole south of downtown Rensellear looked to be very deep. They have probably been making it for some time.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Monday, May 01, 2006
a few links
Don't try the first one without a fast connetion to the internet.
http://discover-g.uits.indiana.edu:8290/website/isds/viewer.htm
Poetry collection
Thomas Sowell
orthophotography
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Backyard
My father and I take a break from digging.
The apple slides up and down my father's sweatshirt
Shiny red, reflecting the sunny day, blue sky.
The fresh dirt mixes with the hot lilacs
And sweat creating a nosegay fitting the day.
The apple is inspected, its shine approved,
A hand slides into a worn pocket
Returning to the sunshine with a small knife.
The blade clicks open, inspected and also approved,
Assumes the well known position in the hand.
The small blade cleaves the redness exposing white clean flesh.
The crimson curl grows.
A child knows no more of god.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
flying the plane alone feels like this
"Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken."
-from "On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer"
by John Keats
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Monday, April 17, 2006
Monday, April 10, 2006
chalet suzanne
We were there for a get together that they have during the SunNFun week.
While we were there, somebody was giving rides in a Waco. I was standing just to the edge of the apron on the grass strip. The approach is made over a lake that is 30 feet below the end of the runway. These pictures were taken in succession.
http://www.chaletsuzanne.com/

I'm not sure how busy this is most days, but it was a wonderful golden twilight evening, and the food was excellent.Sunday, April 02, 2006
Saturday, April 01, 2006
pileated close-up
Friday, March 31, 2006
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Monday, March 20, 2006
Happy the man
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Trip to Owensboro


Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Thursday, March 02, 2006
something pretty from my mom
I sat at a desk and typed all day long - some days went to the court house and went thru dusty old records in the vault there. I worked with three phenomonal women. Laura Smith, Mabel Zumstein and Olive Peterson. Laura was the boss under the owner of the company, Merlin Porter (a distant cousin to Charlie's father). Laura and Mabel were in their fifties - I was just seventeen and Ollie (everyone called her that) was somewhere past seventy-five.
She had never married, worked in the court house since her teens, moving to the abstract company when her boss wasn't reelected. She was such a friend to me. We often had lunch together. The business was in an upstairs office across the street from the court
house. It was a big cavernous space with high tin-lined ceilings and great big windows - one of them a bay window that hung out over the sidewalk below. It was there we ate lunch and learned about one another and our lives.
Below the office was an office supply store and next door to it was a small cafe with booths on one wall and a counter with stools in front of it on the other wall. We would go down there once in a while for lunch. People from the court house and downtown would gather at lunch time but we had an advantage - we'd leave upstairs just a bit early and get a booth. The first week I worked there we were all in a booth when a man came in and sat down on a stool.
After a few minutes I asked, "Do you see that guy? He's got a real problem, look at the big lump on his hip." Everyone collapsed in giggles and Laura announced in a whisper, "That's not a lump, that's his bottle, he's an alcoholic - AND he's the county prosecutor!"
On another day, Ollie and I were going down the street to another restaurant. We were going along when she suddenly paused and looked at the sky, walking just a bit awkwardly as tho her feet were tied together.
"Don't look, Marcia, just keep walking. The string on my bloomers just broke." With a swift kick she tossed the fallen bloomers off the curb into the street, held her head high and continued walking. I'll never forget the expression on her face - it was that of a queen, someone who knows exactly who she is and tells the world. What a lesson for a greenhorn country girl!
Ollie was always inquisitive about my life. After my marriage she would ask questions about "living with a man". Our first child was Ollie's first child. She gloried in my pregnancy,
often asking if she could put her hand on my swollen belly to "feel the baby move."
I think Ollie is still walking tall and straight - on heaven's golden streets.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Looking for Spring
Thoughts slow through cold nerves,
Not warm enough to sing.
Brighter mornings, longer days
Light and heat increasing.
Watching brown damp earth
For hope among the decay.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
suddenly
the warm car left behind
breath fogging the way ahead
I'm a step behind, trying to catch up
Cold speeds the step
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Friday, January 27, 2006
Our friends house from the air
Saturday, January 14, 2006
How To Bar-B-Q pork
It says it is a 7 in 1 cooker, but I only use it one way. If you were so motivated, you could use regular charcoal, but the propane part works for me. It has three sections, base middle and top.
The base is a bowl, and it comes with two plates that fit inside the bowl, and a grill that covers the top of this layer. The middle is just a tube that holds up the second rack. You can use this to do more meat than I usually do, but we can't eat that much without help.

This second picture shows the grill unstacked, so you can see the parts. The foil is an integral part. Although I do not spend a lot of time cleaning, putting in a foil layer in the bottom allows for the removal of the foil after a cooking session, and as gravity rules, most of the mess is in the foil.


So once I have checked to make sure I have a full tank of propane, (I keep two at the house just in case). And I have the foil in the bottom of the cooker, I can start cooking.
But the most important part of the cooking is the preparation of the pork. I have tried many different methods, including vinegar/water marinades, injections with spice mixtures, and rubs. I like to keep things simple, and inexspencive if possible. So I get my spices from the generic sections of the store, and keep them simple as well. I use onion powder, garlic powder, garlic salt, salt, a bulk mix that I get at Sam's and some fresh ground pepper from my pepper mill. The only special mix I use is Kroger's Jerk seasoning. It seems to add just the right bit of sweet.

The other consideration is what kind of cut of pork. Sam's is currently selling loins and tenderloin cuts that are excellent sliced. If you want something more like a pulled pork I recommend a Boston Butt. The extra fat makes helps keep the meat moist when you cook it long enough for the connective tissue to break down, allowing you to pull or separate the pork.
What you see here is a Boston Butt.
I don't use a measure on how much of what. I usually end up with about a cup and a half of rub. Probably something like 1/3 onion powder, 1/3 garlic powder, 1/3 garlic salt, a teaspoon of salt, and a generous grind of pepper. To that I add a teaspoon of the Jerk seasoning. I dry wisk that together to get a good mix. That is what you see here.

Rub this mixture into the meat. To do this spread out some foil on the counter, and put the meat on it. Put a tablespoon on the meat and spread it around. As you rub it on, it will absorb some of the moisture from the meat. That is the secret to this method, I think. The mix on the outside works with the moisture from the meat as it heats up, and helps to season the meat all the way through. It also stays on the outside of the meat, forming something like a crust.
Here you see the meat with the rub applied.

Around this time you want to get the cooker up to heat. I like to cook at about 200 degress indicated, this gives the interior time to catch up with the outside. Your results will vary with the cut of meat, and the condition of your cooker. I understand that another method of doing this requires at least a day and a case of beer. The meat usually cooks for me in about 5 hours for a 3 pound cut.

One thing I can't tell you is how to tell when it is done. I have tried using thermometers, and timing and looking at the juice that runs out. After doing enough of these, there is a certain softness that comes to the whole cut, that lets you know. Another tell tale sign is the bottom of the cut getting good and black. When I started cooking these, I would move them and turn them and I think I was working too hard at it. With the round shape of the cooker, there are not many hotspots. So now is put the cut on and make sure it stays at temperature. I only move it when it is done. And that usually takes a large spatula or two as the meat falls apart.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
IU vs Michigan

We got some great seats thanks to our friend Susan. The picture is captured from TV. You can see John Mellencamp next to his wife and our friends Dan and Sue in the back row. IU won and they looked good doing it. Robert Vaden got a certain look in his eye and took the game. Thanks Susan for getting us close.































