Category: Orphans

Something went awry with the turkey stew my significant other cooked last night so she is apparently trying it again. In the meantime, it is almost mid-afternoon and I am hungry once again, thus I think about those street vendors one would find up and down Magsaysay Drive in Olangapo, Philippines, when I visited there numerous times as a sailor back in the late 1970s.

Specifically, two meals on a stick could be easily found there. One was barbecued hot dog on a stick — kind of like a corn dog without the corn meal wrapping. The other stick meal was monkey on a stick, which tasted either like pork, chicken, frog or one of the Donner Party, depending upon how much you are into evolution.

Here is a monkey meat on a stick recipe I found. It is geared toward pork but if you happen to raise your monkeys to eat — you sick f**k — then I suppose you could substitute. I don’t know if there are any places in America you can get good monkey meat but I suppose if it was in Arkansas it would be served with a high heapin’ o’ cole slaw on top. Oh well, petit!

Yes, I realize it has been awhile since I wrote anything on this infernal contraption. I had a good excuse though, well, maybe not good but adequate.

First I was knocked down by a virus (human, not computer) then I suffered a fall this week and badly bruised my writing hand.

There is more, which delves into my personal life even more deeply, but I shall not travel there for now.

All that I know for sure is that George W. is president and Darth Vader is vice president, so as far as I am concerned the Empire has not changed a whole hell of a lot in the past week.

For those one or two of you who read this blog regularly, yes I am still alive and blogging. It is just that the domesticity in my life has kind of been turned on its head over the last couple of days. I don’t know quite how much of it I should share because, frankly, it would be pretty boring to almost anyone other than me. Of course, I’ve never let something like that stop me from blogging some pretty mundane “drivel, as one of my brothers once called it. Nonetheless, I got to get home pretty soon, so I bid you an adieu for the moment.

Lunch today was a homemade ham sandwich and a bag of Funyuns while sitting in the truck at Riverfront Park. I had planned to get out and sit at a picnic table for a more expansive view of the Neches River in downtown Beaumont, Texas, but Jack FM was playing Blondie’s “Rapture” upon pulling up and I just couldn’t tear myself away.

Wikipedia has an interesting article about the 1981 hit which incorporated a little of several music genres including rap. It remains today probably the only song with any amount of rap music that I truly like. As is always the case with Wikipedia, I caution the reader as to the article’s veracity.

Speaking of Jack FM, almost six months have passed since the “iPod shuffle” station hit the airwaves in Houston. I have to say that I like it for the most part. One gets to hear a lot of songs that would not be heard on your run-of-the-mill rock station these days such as Stevie Wonder’s “Higher Ground” or the B-52’s “Rock Lobster.” Of course, you will hear crap played on Jack but crap — as music goes — reigns supreme on the radio these days just as the music format’s counterpart talk radio does the same. Actually, talk radio would win a crap-off with music radio. But, hey, that’s just me talking.

My posts of the last couple of weeks have been short and/or somewhat goofier than usual. It being Friday, I thought I’d share what’s going on with EFD.

First and foremost affecting my output is money. I am currently without an aircard for my laptop and have no Internet access where I live, so I must use computers catch-as-catch-can at the library or at the Internet cafe until I can afford to get a new wireless plan.

My laptop itself is literally hanging on by a thread. A few pieces of structure came loose from where my monitor meets the rest of the machine. The computer still works but I am afraid to mess with it very much for fear of a catastrophic failure. And in order to attempt a way of shoring up the machine I will likely need money to give to my local computer mechanic.

The money situation is always precarious but more so these days. That is because I am in one of my most severe slow periods at work. This has to do with the workload and sometimes the workload is little to more little because of the nature of how my work is scheduled. My job, which is a part-time federal job, averages about 26 hours per week but seldom do I work the same number of hours per week so it can be quite challenging to survive financially. This is especially true in these times of economic insanity.

The computer situation — influenced greatly by the economic and fiscal situation — also impacts my other job as a freelance writer and thus means extra income is basically non-existent at the moment.

So that’s it in a nutshell. I’m just a po’ boy who is a couple of buns short of a sandwich. Things will not likely improve until I work more hours and get an infusion of cash, such as the economic stimulus the IRS said it will begin to send in May. In the meantime, you can still click the button above my blog roll if you see fit to contribute via Pay Pal. Have a great weekend, mine will be a very inexpensive one.