Bar of chocolate + jam + pastry
Sunday baking
Bar of chocolate + jam + pastry
Bar of chocolate + jam + pastry
We finally gave in.
Too blah to cook. I had to wake up early to recreate the goddamned corrupted 3D file which was easier the 2nd time around because now I knew where all the elements went in. And I used objects in actual scale which didn’t make any difference as I belived it would, but shaved off heaps of time in scaling them down to size.
But the program did become noticeably slower as I added more and more objects into the 3D space and I was thinking, if I only had the new MacBook Pro with the M1 Max chip, mmmmm ($6,054!).
So it’s episode 6 already in Apple TV + Invasion and the slowness - while it’s done really well mostly- is making me ask a lot of questions with no answers in sight. Like what happened to Sam Neil’s retired sheriff character way back in episode one?? Is he dead or not? If you remember, he was digging around the strange crop circle in a farmer’s field when the aliens somehow ‘stabbed’ him with something. The last shot is of him somewhat looking either stunned or dramatically dead with his eyes open. But judging by how a slew of soldier’s bodies were shown mangled and mutilated in episode 6, there’s still hope that Sam was merely temporarily incapacitated. But it’s strange that it’s this far into the series and that story arc has been totally abandoned.
Going back to Aneesha, she manages to go back to the house and arrives to find it barricaded against something. Her family and the couple who took their family in Patrick and Kelly, are hiding in the attic and this is expectedly where the friendly, sympathetic atmosphere evaporates as everyone panics.
Aneesha declares that they were leaving, and this is where everything goes south; the daughter falls through the attic floor and Aneesha follows to rescue her. The noise alerts the alien, and we see for the 1st time what it looks like- a sort of octopus with tentacles and bristling, camouflage-like skin. Kelly falls through the same underlay flooring, but manages to hold on- but the alien gets her as Patrick desperately tries to hoist his wife up.
Aneesha and Ahmed make it downstairs but Ahmed is attacked while trying to move the furniture they used to barricade the door. Aneesha and the kids escape through a window in the basement and try to make a run for it using Patrick and Kelly’s car. But the alien rams itself through the windshield and takes its time to eat/kill/spit at Aneesha with its multi-layered mouth. Aneesha shoots it (no use), then rams a stick-thingy into its mouth (no use), then throws what looks like a phone-book at it (no use), before finding the weird, stone-age like spear flint that Luke had found and stabs the thing with it- success!
My theory is that while conventional weapons can’t kill it, material from their world can- like the way Kryptonite affects Superman. Because why would it be a special kind of weapon?? It doesn’t look like one and was most likely a shard of something that crashed/exploded when the Malik’s neighbourhood was attacked in episode 2.
The philandering Ahmed survives the attack after all and limps out of the house. Aneesha is relieved to see him, but had he not survived, she would have moved on, but I guess when everyone you know is dying around you, it’s probably comforting to have familiar people around. At this point, whatever they’ve done to you pales in comparison to the life and death struggle you all face.
Friday should be a day of celebration, because it’s the end of (another hard) working week; but then life just continues to be the suck-fest that it has been since 2020. Like one of my favourite singers of all time, Carrie Underwood is a vaccination card non-carrier because she’s not only anti-vax, but also anti-mask, and most likely voted for Trump. They’re all the same really that fun bunch.
And to cap off a long work day- even if I get off at 2pm- the 3D file I had been working on for the last three days suddenly won’t open and I may have to redo the whole goddamned thing again.
FUCK YOUR STUPID EXPENSIVE PRODUCTS THAT WON’T WORK PROPERLY ADOBE!
You didn't use pork-mince. There’s no eggs, raisins, carrots, Vienna sausage or a boiled egg in it. So it’s not embutido, not really. And the classic meatloaf uses ground beef and bread crumbs.
But it’s using the same principles of some ground protein and seasonings and is either cooked in a bain-marie or baked in the oven. It’s wrapped like an embutido too, and like meatloaf, there’s going to be a gravy sauce for it, probably a butter-based mustard sauce.
Because what do you do with 20 packs of chicken breasts in the deep freeze? We bought them in bulk at Gilmours and much as I want to make Korean fried-chicken every other day, I can’t. On one hand, prepared chicken mince at the supermarket for 500 grams is like $8. The Gilmours bulk buy turned out to be something like 800-1kg per pack at $6. So all you need is a food processor really.
For this- okay let’s call it chicken roll- I used a bunch of frozen spinach, a whole red capsicum, a large white onion and heaps of cheese which I guess acts like a binder.
Pictures of it cooked and served tomorrow.
Fruitcake
Lechon pork-belly ( I hope Doyet makes some for Noche Buena).
Getting to try out the Cordis’ hotel’s new wing
Losing at least 3kgs (haven’t budged from 73kgs).
Get to finish one of the dozen of stories I’m working on
Get to finish one creative work
Re-do the side garden
Get rid of this wisdom tooth in the most painless way possible
Been wanting to make leche-flan in like forever
Massive seafood dinner
Get to finish 5 books before year’s end
I don’t care about the critics- the current government still has a good grip on a situation that could be ten times worse (and a hundred times worse in other countries). The critics could either drop dead or catch Covid; either way, FUCK YOU and you don’t know squat. Anyhoo, a weird call today- level 3.2 which allows for some businesses to open (like malls!) and others to remain closed like restaurants (boo!) and cinemas (double boo!).
So if you’re an anti-vaxxer, you can go out on Wednesday and catch yourself some Covid- that will teach you.
I’ve done all my shopping and besides, the only times I go to a store is when I’m not sure of the fit or the fabric; I buy the majority of my clothes from the same labels so I know my fit 99% of the time. But yeah, going out there is like playing Covid roulette, and for what? For a pair of goddamned pants lol. Not worth it.
And speaking of shopping, here’s a list of stuff I’d like to by for myself if money is no object; after all dreaming is free…
The Sturia Vintage caviar, symbolic caviar of Sturias know-how, allies subtlety and complexity of flavours persistent in mouth. It associates rounded firmness and an explosion in mouth of harmoniously fruity and iodized flavours. Simply serve on a spoon, the tin placed on a bed of ice $278
Made in Germany and crafted from ultra-resistant grooved aluminium, the RIMOWA Personal Aluminium Cross Body Bag in Silver features a unisex hard shell meant to house and transport your daily personal essentials.
Hundreds of tiny figurines come together to build this unique table lamp designed to highlight what we can achieve when we unite and work together. Salago fiber is applied by hand to add volume to a sculptural body of steel $2185
I WILL GET THIS BAG
NZ$6,049
Zero is adding more performance to the 2022 SR with increased battery capacity and more efficient architecture. The SR will get 14.4 kWh and 15.6 kWh battery options and a ZF 75-10 motor maying 74 horsepower and 122 lb-ft of torque, good for speeds of up to 104 MPH. Zero estimates 225 miles of range during city driving, and up to 113 miles at 70 MPH. Fully optioned with the Speed & Performance Boost and Power Tank, battery capacity hits 20.9 kWh for more two-wheeled adventure.
From a chilly 10 degree morning to a sweltering (1) 21 degrees. It was so hot that doing chores felt like swimming through water. This is why I can never live in the tropics again.
I
Our barely one-year old (cheapish) washing machine broke. I had to hand-wash clothes in the old tub and had the vague feeling that the detergent was not meant for such a process. But I don’t live in a country where washing-machines are as common as TV sets and where I can go into a supermarket to buy special detergent meant for soaking and manual washing. I didn’t dawdle long- you just focus on two areas, the arm-pits and the crotch. Not that there’s anything nasty there. I change my clothes and underwear everyday still and I hardly sweat. The water was freezing and I discovered that while I can lift 30kg dumbbells I hardly had the strength to squeeze water out of the clothes.
My hands looked plump and bloated after, and I remember the hands of our old lavenderas back in Pangasinan, how worn and red they were. And the loads they did good Lord - denim, blankets and towels. And by the time the clothes were dry as they often did quicker in the tropics, it was mid-afternoon and the lavandera would be folding and sorting the clothes. I remember getting breads and sweets and Coke at the store, and we would eat and exchange gossip as we waited for my mother to arrive so they could be paid. I miss those days; no washing machine can surpass human hands.
II
We set up the Christmas tree today. Two years ago, we bought a cheaper one at Kmart, and it was black pine which we thought was chic. But part of me wasn’t convinced because I could see through its paltry 600 plus tips and it really bothered me. So last year I bit the bullet and bought a 3,000 tip, $700 (we got it 50% off so paid only $350) tree and I was finally satisfied. Christmas is one of the last things where you cut corners and compromised, which is kinda stupid because after the 25th has come and gone, it dawns on you that sentiment really has nothing to do with logic and reality. But I realised that this feeling is universal. Aucklanders- or so the media claims- are about to revolt that Christmas this year was going to be cancelled; and mistakenly by the government, and not by a virus that is lurking in all corners of the city. But from what I have seen, there is really nothing special about the way Kiwis celebrate Christmas- the food is crap, the gifts have a $20 cap and everyone gets drunk and pissed by Boxing Day. But habit and sentiment is all part of the tradition, isn’t it? Anyhow, I’m ready and prepared- 99% of all gifts have been bought and sorted, and an emergency menu has been worked out.
A broken washing machine and Covid are not the end of the world; but an ugly Christmas tree can be super annoying.
Because that’s life.
It rains when it shouldn't.
You get a spot of sunshine for your run and it’s too humid that when you get home, you fall into a fitful nap.
You have a fitful dream you can’t remember when you wake up, but leaves you too tired to do anything but scroll through stupid TikTok vids.
Work is relentless and you can’t help but be relentless (even when you’re on leave) because you’re super fucking competitive and the winner has to be you.
Everyone decides to jump the government just because it had a bad week, half of which is not even its fault and you feel like wishing these useless people to just drop dead but you can’t because you’re being Twitter good, even if that and all the Facebook/Instagram policing will not change the fact that people are nasty (like you are when you choose to).
You can’t get fireworks even if it's Guy Fawke’s Day because the regulations get tighter and tighter and I just don’t get it. You want to allow marijuana use but ban fireworks?
I’ve completed a week’s worth of ‘brisk’ walking, just under 2kms and 12 minutes.
Normally, I would think of a million excuses, but lately, in this pandemic, when it seems that you have all the time in the world, you get a sense that it’s a lie. You do it now, or it’s all lost, simple as that. Sometimes I feel great after and sometimes, it’s the same. But I guess, that’s what you call an investment; the cumulative rewards are in the end. Or so you hope.
But then, what else is there to do? It’s definitely more positive that agonising over Christmas; that you’re aching to watch Dune at the movies; that a restaurant meal would be nice; or go on a bus ride at 4pm; or sauntering into the supermarket. But it’s not your job to be angry at the bigger picture of why you can’t do these things. Leave that to the stupid politicians (FUCK YOU Judith Collins, FUCK YOU David Seymour) because that’s what they’re paid for.
Your job is you, and it’s not an easy one.
But thank God for small victories- studies have shown that exercise no matter how small, makes a difference- and I thought, hmmm, maybe I will reward myself.
But no I didn’t- this is just online window shopping- but who knows? You’re investing in yourself remember and that shouldn’t be a wasted purchase.
I’ve been wearing athleisurewear since 2006 even before the term was coined. But the fabrics that Lululemon uses is unforgivingly honest- you need to be really fit to wear them with confidence
The innovative 3D-texture helps you feel your way around the mat and stay centred in poses without looking down; $145
Another pair of shoes because why not? The Nike Free Run Trail combines orange airy mesh with soft Thunder Blue suede for a lightweight feel you can easily style. A bootie-like construction keeps the silhouette sleek and low profile, while a Cinnabar foam midsole provides unbelievable comfort.
A stainless steel flask with a hidden matcha whisk! Load up with matcha and milk and shake it, baby!
Coz you need the real thing, $54
Turmeric and matcha serve up a sip that's filled to the brim with good intentions. Grassy fresh matcha, earthy turmeric and sweet cinnamon combine to see you in fabulously fine form.
Radiance-enhancing moisture, the Golden Ray drops are here to make you glow. Made from 100% sustainably sourced natural ingredients, these drops are perfect for all skin types. boosts collagen, improves elasticity, plumps-up suppleness, and blurs fine lines.
This natural energy booster is here to be your best friend, helping you to perk up throughout your day. Cordyceps is perfect for athletes, gym bunnies and people who live their life in the fast lane.
Obsessed with collagen even if I still have to see any dramatic effects. Collagen is a product you should definitely have in your daily routine by now! With so many benefits such as reducing the appearance of fine lines and wrinkles, firming and plumping the skin, promoting nail and hair growth and so many more, it's an easy yes!
Love yourself with The Beauty Chefs' new favorite product, Immune Food. Helping to provide you with a happy and healthy immune system. This Berry Banana flavoured blend uses the power of mushrooms which was used for centuries in Chinese healing traditions. The Beauty Chef never disappoints, this will be the perfect addition to your everyday routine.
“That is when it happened. A soft white glow gathered on his chest, over the place where his heart must be. The glow became a cord, reaching out through the air. The cord approached me. I rowed and struggled. But I was held fast. I felt the light encircle my neck, link me to his heart. It didn’t hurt. It bound us together. I don’t know if he felt it too – I like to think he did. Then he brought me home to this nice warm house where I can sleep all the time and get stroked. I don’t even have to look at the outside world if I don’t want to! The windows are all boarded up. Ted made me an indoor cat and I’ve never had to worry about anything since. This is our house which is just for us, and no one else is allowed in. Apart from Night-time, of course, and the green boys and Lauren. I could do without some of them, to be honest. I”
― Catriona Ward, The Last House on Needless Street
I thought it was Wednesday I guess because I had a full Monday. Full-on work-day; did a 2km brisk walk under 10 minutes; did yoga before bed. Over-achieving doesn't equate to some sort of time-travel. You wake up to a new day where you’re expected to do the same thing all over again.
And you ask yourself- will it really make a difference? If I spent the day doing the opposite, what would be the consequences of that? I started doing collagen supplements a couple of weeks back (I think I’ve mentioned this before) and every morning, I try to spot any tell-tale signs of its effects. So far, all I see is the same face- it’s a good face for sure, but that’s not what you want to see.
We all want something dramatically momentous to happen, but the universe doesn't seem to work that way.
Is it really Korean? Who knows, suddenly it’s everywhere, but it’s certainly not KFC. It doesn't have that off-the-assembly-line taste.
And it’s deceptively more than you think it is- this is how much we got today for dinner but hardly made a dent with it, which means, we’re having it again for dinner Sunday night.
I reward myself with three things- tech, nice clothes and food.
Since I really need to think about retirement, I’ve put a sensible brake on the 1st two and as for the third, it’s kind of tricky, very tricky. In the Philippines, you can eat cheap, and it’s healthier. A bit of rice, heaps of vegetables and fish. I could live on that with pork barbecue and lechon once a month.
But eating healthy in New Zealand is expensive. You can count with your ten fingers, how many vegetables there are at any given time and even less in winter when your best bet is frozen. Seafood is not a staple and more of a luxury unless you were willing to rent a boat or go on a charter to catch your ow which is ridiculous. I love salmon but it’s not something you can eat every day and I’ve seen the price go up and up and up since 2008.
I avoid processed carbs, sugars and some fats (!), so essentially, my diet has come to consist of nothing but espresso in the morning; there was a couple of weeks at the start of this year’s lockdown when I had an oat-meal run, but I got sick of that; I would have the occasional bread, but would pick those fancy sprouted variants; for lunch, the previous night’s left-overs if there’s any would do; more coffee during the day and then dinner which is normally a protein and some carbs like rice or vegetables. I think I average less than 2,000 calories a day.
It’s a bit more than that during the weekend where I do have a proper lunch (sushi or a meal called Katsubi which is like sumo wrestler food but with more meats and veggies and less or no carbs; and then for dinner we rotate around chicken (baked chicken wings or air-fried), pork (belly) or beef roasts. And snacks! I love what they call crisps (potato chips) which I’ve started to lessen and ice-cream- I’m not completely lactose-intolerant and can finish off a whole container.
And because I don’t get enough vegetables, I’ve taken to taking fibre supplements along with four other supplements which I’ve been taking for the better part of 15-20 years.
But I’m hungry..I’m a hungry man…
How many can you personally tick off?
1. Eat fresh ingredients grown nearby
2. Eat a wide variety of vegetables
3. Eat until 80% full
4. Eat home-cooked family dinners
5. Embrace complex carbohydrates
6. Consider a plant-based diet
7. Substitute meat with fish
8. Try not to eat just before bed
9. Let yourself feel hunger
10. Eat dark chocolate
11. Make more PB&Js (peant butter & jelly)
12. Eat more beans
13. Eat more nuts
14. Cook with olive oil instead of butter
15. Put a cap on fun foods
16. Eat slowly
17. Drink more water
18. Drink red wine at 5:00 p.m.
19. Drink tea every day
20. Coffee is also a good idea
21. Try the Mediterranean Diet
22. Let food be
23. Stop drinking cow’s milk
24. Know it’s never too late
25. Stick to your dietary changes
26. Sleep more than seven hours a night
27. Practice yoga
27. Meditate for 15 minutes a day
28. Schedule an annual physical
29. Start strength training
30. Move every day
31. Optimize your workplace
32. Keep an active sex life
33. Hang from a bar for one minute a day
34. Turn the volume down
35. Breathe through your nose
36. Relax your jaw
37. Exercise in the cold
38. Get off the toilet
39. Use sunscreen
40. Take power naps
41. Pick up HIIT
42. Learn to play again
43. Worry less about weight loss
44. Screen for cancer regularly
45. Make sure to floss once a day
46. Practice sleep hygiene
47. Start running
48. Get into swimming
49. Forget the six-pack
50. Ask for help
51. Don’t ride a motorcycle
52. Don’t take up BASE jumping
53. Don’t eat processed foods
54. Don’t take hard drugs
55. Don’t ingest tobacco
56. Don’t smoke e-cigarettes
57. Don’t binge drink
58. Don’t eat hot dogs
59. Don’t have unprotected sex
60. Don’t drive under impairment
61. Don’t live in the middle of nowhere
62. Don’t blindly pop OTC pills
63. Don’t overeat
64. Don’t eat more protein than you need
65. Don’t stay in a stressful job
66. Don’t hold a grudge
67. Don’t blame your genes
68. Don’t sit around all day
69. Don’t doomscroll
70. Don’t binge-watch Netflix
71. Don’t binge on screentime
72. Don’t play American football
73. Don’t fool around in National Parks
74. Don’t mess with firearms
75. Don’t ignore air quality
76. Check your household products
77. Live with a purpose
78. Manage negative thought loops
79. Have a plan after retirement
80. Pick up “forest bathing”
81. Settle down near a body of water
82. Play board games
83. Join a team
84. Tell the truth
85. Listen to live music twice a month
86. Take colder showers
87. Read before bed
88. Keep a journal
89. Embrace behavioral activation
90. Avoid social jetlag
91. Learn a language
92. Show up to events
93. Maintain friendships
94. Make time to travel
95. Visit museums
96. Find your spiritual side
97. Change your mind
98. Have a family
99. Summon some empathy
100. Celebrate aging: Not just in the birthday cake sense. Those who approach aging with a positive outlook end up aging easier than others. Proactively acknowledge what’s to come instead of fretting about the wrinkles under your eyes. Maybe you’ll make it to 100. Maybe you won’t. But your absolute best chance comes from living your best life along the way.
(You can read the full article here)
Nothing makes you feel older than losing your teeth.
You can regenerate your skin (to a certain extent), you can start building even better muscles at way past your 40s, you can be slim forever (well, I am), but if your teeth are fucked, that’s it. Having fake teeth put in don’t count. I realised this yesterday when the dentist told me I needed to get an impacted wisdom tooth removed. I’ve been putting off going to the dentist for the longest time because I just couldn’t get over the cost of care in this country- and yet, here I am mulling whether to get a new pair of Yeezy’s.
So take heed, stop drinking coke with real sugar, quit smoking and book a dental clean ASAP. You can’t keep using your teeth until they’re manky like my bakeware which I threw out today (all of them save for a few, still good, far from manky spring-form pans) when a whole new set arrived today, bought from the Labour Weekend sale at Briscoes.