I stayed up way too late last night, waiting for Nolan to get home from the Horror thing at Universal. When I was younger, staying up until 3 was no big deal, but making it past midnight is a serious challenge, especially since my stupid brain insists on waking up between 7 and 8 no matter when I went to sleep. I never understood, until I had my own kids, why my parents couldn't – not wouldn't, but couldn't – go to sleep until we came home from wherever we were at night.
I'm telling you this because I just made breakfast (it's been a lazy day here in Chez Wheaton) and it's so awesome I just had to share:
- 1/3 a block of tofu. Silken is preferred, but any firmness will work.
- Trader Joe's 21 Seasoning Salute
- Tapatio or Cholula
- 1/2 a small can of ortega chiles
- 1/4 cup Trader Joe's Salsa Authentica
- Trader Joe's Shredded Mexican Cheese Blend
Chop up the tofu into little cubes and shake some 21 Seasoning Salute over it.
Toss it into a warm skillet and stir it up for about 2 minutes.
Splash as much Tapatioor Cholula as you want over it. Careful not to overdo it, or the only thing you'll taste when you eat it is fire.
Add the chiles, and stir them around.
Add the salsa, and stir it again.
Walk away for one minute.
Add at least one handful of cheese, more if you really want it and are all, "man, I love cheese." Stir the cheese around so its evenly distributed. Say, "Damn, Wil Wheaton, this smells good! I can't wait to eat it!"
Turn the heat off, and serve immediately. You can put it into flour tortillas if you want (I bet it'd be delicious with some pan-roasted red potatoes as a breakfast burrito.)
Yeah, so I got that in my belly right now, which is nice.
A few nights ago, Anne and I went up to Bed, Bath, and Beyond to get a new Brita pitcher. While we were there, we noticed that they already have the fucking Christmas bullshit out.
"Are you fucking kidding me with that bullshit?" I said to her.
"It's ho ho horrible," she said.
We grabbed our pitcher and hoped it was more effective than the Dodger's pitchers were against the Phillies. Well, I did. I doubt Anne thought about the Dodgers at all.
We walked up to the register, where we both noticed one of those CD kiosks was playing fairly loud Christmas music.
Anne looked at the girl who was ringing us up and said, "Does that Christmas music drive you crazy?"
The girl looked up slowly and deadpanned, "I just tune it out … until someone calls attention to it."
"Oh god. I'm so sorry," Anne said.
I turned to face her, and started the slow clap.
"Don't you dare give me the slow clap!" She said.
"I am totally giving you the slow clap," I said, as I turned to the cashier and apologized for Anne. I gotta tell you, it was weird to be involved in an apology to an innocent bystander and not be the one apologized for.
Yesterday, I met my friend David for lunch, and somehow our conversation turned to coffee.
"I really like the Kona coffee," I said, "especially in a press."
"You can get it at the ABC store in Hawaii," David said.
"Yeah, but that's only like 10% actual Kona beans and 90% bullshit beans from Nigeria or someplace."
"Oh, yeah," David said, "you really have to look out for that conflict coffee."
I laughed so hard, I drew withering looks from people nearby who didn't want the Wheaton Guffaw with their salads, I guess.
Yesterday's FML moment came from my friend Lynn, who said on Twitter: OH: "I never had a Nintendo but my grandma did." Then, because she hadn't made me feel old enough, felt compelled to point out that her first home game system was Sega Master System. (For the record, my first system – which actually belonged to my parents – was an Odyssey RCA Studio II.) Sigh. I'm 37; I'm not old.
If you're a fan of the Memories of the Futurecast, I think you'll be pleased to know that I've given the podcast its own category. From now until they turn the lights out on planet Earth, you can see all the Futurecasts in one place without any of that annoying "other blog shit" getting in the way.
I figured out why episode seven only gave Frontalot's song in iTunes and other aggregators: it was the first MP3 link in the post. As we all know, aggregators aren't quite self-aware enough to figure out that they should get the podcast link instead, so they got confused. I've since changed the links in the post, so iTunes and iTunes-like subscribers should be able to get episode seven in the usual manner, now.
And now, I have a question: I wasn't – wait. I have a statement, followed by a question. Let's start over.
Ahem. Deep breath. Shake the hands. Start again.
And now, I have a statement, followed by some thoughts, which eventually lead to a question: I wasn't seriously planning to do an audio version of Memories because it would be very long (at least 13 hours) and I'm not sure I could sell enough of them to make it worth the time and effort involved. I sort of thought the Futurecast would be a nice substitute for a full audio version, but some people have been asking for a full audio version, similar to what I've done for my other books. I'm still not convinced there are enough potential customers to do it, but I had this thought yesterday during lunch: why didn't I just order my own goddamn sweet potato fries? I also had this thought: What if I did an audio version, but I recorded and released it episodically?
I haven't moved that idea from the "Crazy" file into the "Awesome" file yet, but I'm considering it. If you're one of the people who wants an audio version of Memories, I'd be very interested to hear any thoughts you have about that idea.
I may be inheriting a bunch of AD&D modules and a full set of First Edition AD&D (not first printing, first edition) core books. If it happens, I think I'm going to be compelled to get some of my friends together to play, using the rules we all grew up playing. I've been re-reading (for the third time this year) my D&D Basic Rules books, just in case. You know, so I can be ready.
I have an idea for a scary story. It involves a monster and a swamp. I hope I can scrape it out of my brain in time to release it for Halloween.
Boy do I love Halloween. We're finally getting to decorate today, which means it's time for Mad Monster Party and Nightmare Before Christmas, too.
Finally, this will get its own post, but I'm so thrilled to find this that I had to include it here: someone recorded all of w00tstock 1.1 from Los Angeles earlier this week, and uploaded it. It's an audience recording, so you can pretend you are actually sitting at Largo next to the guy who recorded it! If it's the guy I think it was, he had a magnificent pimp hat on. If it's not … well, now you know that there was a guy at w00tstock in LA with a magnificent pimp hat, and you have yet another reason to wish you were there, sukka.