Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Goodbye, Blogger.

As of today, I'm no longer blogging using Blogger's software. I've imported everything over to Wordpress. You can find me at http://occasusparsclamo.wordpress.com.

While I've been frustrated by Blogger's interface for sometime (probably one of the reasons I post so little), the breaking point for me wasn't the software's fault.

You may not know this, but Blogger is owned by Google. While Google has been willing to change it's logo to commemorate many different holidays and events, for some reason Memorial Day didn't make the cut.

Now I'm sure the guys who run Google and donate lots of money to liberals and Democrats support our troops (you know, the men and women who make it possible for them to live the cushy life they do), and I'd never question their patriotism, but this really is the last straw.

Best thing about this move is that Wordpress is so much better than Blogger, it's ridiculous.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Making Cookies with Mom


Making Cookies with Mom
Originally uploaded by Occasus Pars Clamo.

Courtesy of Cook's Illustrated's The New Best Recipe cookbook:

Thick and Chewy Chocolate-Chip Cookies
The simple cookie with the gourmet touch

Makes about 18 3-inch cookies

  • 2-1/8 cups (2 cups plus 2 tablespoons) bleached all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
  • 12 tablespoons (1-1/2 sticks) unsalted butter, melted and cooled until warm
  • 1 cup light or dark brown sugar
  • 1/2 cup granulated sugar
  • 1 large egg plus 1 egg yolk
  • 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 1 to 2 cups semisweet or bittersweet chocolate chips


1. Heat oven to 325 degrees. Adjust oven racks to upper- and lower-middle positions. Mix flour, salt, and baking soda together in medium bowl; set aside.

2. Either by hand or with electric mixer, mix butter and sugars until thoroughly blended. Mix in egg, yolk, and vanilla. Add dry ingredients; mix until just combined. Stir in desired amount of chips.

3. Form scant 1/4 cup dough into ball. Holding dough ball using fingertips of both hands, pull into two equal halves. Each half will have a jagged surface where it was ripped from the other; rotate each half up so the jagged surface faced the ceiling and press the halves back into one ball so that the top surface remains jagged. (The nooks and crannies you have created will give the baked cookies an attractive and somewhat rough, uneven appearance.) Place formed dough onto one of two parchment paper-lined cookie sheets, about 9 balls per sheet.

4. Bake, reversing cookies sheets' positions halfway through baking, until cookies are light golden brown and outer edges start to harden yet centers are still soft and puffy, 15 to 18 minutes (start checking at 13 minutes). Cool cookies on cookie sheets. Serve or store in airtight container.

Recipe provided by the editors of Cook's Illustrated.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Dangerously Incompetent

Couldn't have said it better myself.
h/t The Corner


Dangerously Incompetent
Originally uploaded by Occasus Pars Clamo.

Friday, February 17, 2006

Prayers Needed

My wife and I learned today that her best friend’s newborn baby boy, Brady, has a fatal heart condition. If he leaves the Children’s Hospital, it will be on hospice to make him comfortable in his final days.

Pray for Brady and his mom and dad.

Wrong Sort of Bees

“Well, now, if you walk up and down with your umbrella, saying, ‘Tut-tut, it looks like rain,’ I shall do what I can by singing a little Cloud Song, such as a cloud might sing…Go!”

So, while you walked up and down and wondered if it would rain, Winnie-the-Pooh sang this song:

How sweet to be a Cloud
Floating in the Blue!
Every little cloud
Always sings aloud.

How sweet to be a Cloud
Floating in the Blue!
It makes him very proud
To be a little cloud.


The bees were still buzzing as suspiciously as ever. Some of them, indeed, left their nest and flew all round the cloud as it began the second verse of this song, and one bee sat down on the nose of the cloud for a moment, and then got up again.

“Christopher – ow! – Robin,” called out the cloud.

“Yes?”

“I have just been thinking, and I have come to a very important decision. These are the wrong sort of bees.

“Are they?”

“Quite the wrong sort. So I should think they would make the wrong sort of honey, shouldn’t you?”

You Never Can Tell With Bees

"Hooray!" you shouted.

"Isn't that fine?" shouted Winnie-the-Pooh down to you.

"What do I look like?"

"You look like a Bear holding on to a balloon," you said.

"Not-" said Pooh anxiously, "- not like a small black cloud in a blue sky?"

"Not very much."

"Ah well, perhaps from up here it looks different. And, as I say, you never can tell with bees."

There was no wind to blow him nearer to the tree, so there he stayed. He could see the honey, he could smell the honey, but he couldn't quite reach the honey. After a little while he called down to you.

"Christopher Robin!" he said in a loud whisper.

"Hallo!"

"I think the bees suspect something!"

"What sort of thing?"

" I don't know. But something tells me that they're suspicious!"

"Perhaps they think that you're after their honey."

"It may be that. You never can tell with bees."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Winnie-the-Pooh sat down at the foot of the tree, put his head between his paws and began to think.

First of all he said to himself: “That buzzing-noise means something. You don’t get a buzzing-noise like that, just buzzing and buzzing, without its meaning something. If there’s a buzzing-noise, somebody’s making a buzzing-noise, and the only reason for making a buzzing-noise that I know of is because you’re a bee.”

Then he thought another long time, and said: “And the only reason for being a bee that I know of is making honey.”

And then he got up, and said: “And the only reason for making honey is so as I can eat it.” So he began to climb the tree.

He
climbed
and
he
climbed
and
he
climbed,
and
as
he
climbed
he
sang
a
little
song
to
himself.
It
went
like
this:

Isn’t it funny
How a bear likes honey?
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
I wonder why he does?


Then he climbed a little further…and a little further…and then just a little further. By that time he had thought of another song.

It’s a very funny thought that, if Bears were Bees,
They’d build their nests at the bottom of trees.
And that being so (if the Bees were Bears),
We shouldn’t have to climb up all these stairs.

Friday, February 03, 2006

Dread Cartoons of Blasphemy

Taking a cue from Michelle Malkin, I'm publishing the 12 "offensive" editorial cartoons from the Danish newspaper Jyllands-Posten. I'm disappointed but not surprised that our State Dept. weenies condemned the publishers of these images, instead of the radical Islamists and hyperventilating Muslims who somehow manage to take offense at pen and ink images of Mohammed but convieniently ignore the appalling carnage, from IEDs and beheadings all across the Middle East, done in the name of Allah.

Here they are, in all their "offensive" glory:













Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Two Wet and Drippy Guys


Two Wet and Drippy Guys
Originally uploaded by Occasus Pars Clamo.

Last Saturday we took the first step towards having another swimmer in the family. Lou was a little unsure at first about joining the Creston Polar Bear swim team, but he caught on quick. For now, we're concentrating on perfecting the "Splash like a Madman" stroke.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Training to be a Viking


Training to be a Viking
Originally uploaded by Occasus Pars Clamo.

We're celebrating our Swedish heritage with a nice warm fleece Viking hat. We got the idea for the hat at chili con yarne. More photos over on Flickr.