Today’s Borking Report

Today’s Borking Report…..

Borking has been irregular, mostly due to me going under knives and gas as well as just plain fuckery but today, the Potato was raring to go.

He got up, a bit grumpy but let’s face it, it’s early in the morning for him and he’s old. Got dressed and was waiting for his Auntie Paige to arrive.

And he was so willing to go this morning…. and he did.

We did talk about him being allowed to roll around in the grass so I gave permission to Paige to let him do that a little bit. Just in case his allergies kick back in but… he came back, happy and satisfied with his patrol.

So a very Happy Sweet Potato.

From his Auntie Paige:
Gus felt accomplished after he borked at a jogger on the other side of the street. They ran past so they must have been scared, right? ๐Ÿ™‚

Best, Paige

Today’s Borking Report!

Today’s Borking Report!

It’s been hotter than hell here… and very sticky with humidity. Because of the heat and the old man’s general disposition, he hasn’t been going out but today, The Potato ventured out into the wilderness with his Auntie Paige.

Since it’s still muggy and gross… and I was ordering Starbucks delivery… I asked Paige if she wanted something and our order arrived just before she took the Potato out for his jog so she had a lovely Venti Matcha Latte to come back to after dragging the Borker around.

We were LINGERING too long with a bit of chat when we were told it was time for his BORK so off Paige went with the Commander of the Neighbourhood. Gus Gus has tremendous opinions as well as a skin infection he’s getting over but while the infection is diminishing, his opinions seem to get stronger. Woe to those who do not heed his warnings.

Mostly he just likes telling people off.

From his Auntie Paige:
This photo was taken at the stop sign where Gus likes to stand and announce himself to the hooligans of the neighborhood. ๐Ÿ™‚ I was able to stop him from running and rolling in the grass. Hopefully that helps the sweet potato feel better!

Best,
Paige

Char Siu and a bit of Rambling…

I’ve got one week or so left before my hopefully last surgery. Seriously, I just wanna get back to sitting in traffic, paying too much for gas, and complaining about people in the Starbucks drive thru. Hopefully that will happen soon. I’m also sick of this whole thing dominating my life so I’ve spent the last few days working on projects and well, God, does my brain hurt.

So let’s talk about char siu. Possibly one of my favourite dishes in the world, especially when made into manapua / char siu bao. There’s just something about the sweet savoury pork and the yeasty steamed bread that hits the spot. Or even just a good glaze heavy char siu on rice. It’s fairly easy to make but oh, everyone has their own version. I highly recommend following Made WIth Lau. I do not follow the leave it out for 8 hours method but I do recommend letting it sit in the fridge then let it get to room temp before cooking. Also, sugar syrup for the last baste and if you are looking for red fermented bean curd, it CAN be purchased at many Asian online markets and even Amazon.

 

So… Back from the Hospital. Again.

Long story short… I got sepsis and it hit hard last Thursday. Kinda sketchy for the first couple of days because well, it was like being run over by a train… very sharp pain, like being sliced by a ringing cymbal and deep chills. High temp and general fuckery. But strong antibiotics helped calm it down and I was released on Sunday.

I still feel like I’ve been run over by a train. Go figure.

You all are probably as sick of hearing about medical stuff as I am experiencing it so let’s talk about other things.

I do feel like my brain is slowly cracking loose of the shell formed aroouond it. Yeah, it’s been a hard haul these past few years but the grey matter has shown signs of arousal… excitement even about writing. or rather at least constructing scenarios which is always good.

On the reading front, I’m going through the JJ Graves series which are a nice light cozy set about a small town coroner and her sheriff husband. Good constructed plots. Nice twists. There’s a bit of a twee thing going on with a faux-sentient laptop but I’m hoping that dies down soon. It’s kinda icky. It’s bordering on being a Cousin Oliver so I’m just sort of skimming at those bits but the rest of it is damned solid for a brain delve.

Finished TA Moore’s Dirty Job (Book 2 of the Dirty Deeds series) I really love that the MCs are not good guys. I do. Link to it here. Honestly, go check out the series. Such tight writing.

The Potato went to the vet on the same day I was entrenched in the ER. He has a fungal AND a bacteria skin infection so he has all the drugs as well as eye stuff because on top of everything else, his tear ducts don’t work.

Been playing Pokemon. Trust me. When you’re stuck in a hospital room, you either Pokemon or Read and Pokemon was easier because I hurt too damned much to keep anything I read. I’m getting kind of bored with the selection of pokemon popping up in the game. Needs a bit more excitement. Okay, for me it’s like stamp collecting.

That’s been pretty much my week. My arms are mottled with bruises from IVs and attempts to IV and also blood draws…and attempts to draw blood. Better than it was the last time but still, I come home looking like some kid got at me with a purple marker. Do not eat the food at the hospital. That’s all I’m gonna say.

Writing et al. Or etm. And a recipe for Shoyu Chicken

I keep gathering up the brain cells to get stuff down on paper. I also have to finish rereading Bound so I know where to go from there. I’ve got bits and pieces of things started so I have plot lines at the ready and all I need is for my brain to show up. Which hopefully soon.

Surgery day is set for Aug 17.

But writing has to happen before then. It truly is a habit that has to be hammered at every day. It’s too easy to let a bit of writing fall to the wayside and then you fall out of practice even if your mind isn’t ghosting off in some other realm. I don’t mind it wandering outwards… my brain that is… so long as it brings back good material.

Mine is like a goofy cat that brings its owners’ a leaf and claims that they’ve hunted and killed it.

I hope everyone has been staying cool or warm … depending on where you are. It’s cooled off here nicely and the house i sopened up. A lovely breeze is coming thru and well, we have had a late night skunk waft every once in a while. But all in all, still lovely.

And apparently the Tribal People eat another one of my people’s foods… Shoyu Chicken. I haven’t seen it yet but I imagine there might be some conflict with their palates. I could be wrong. Depends on who makes the shoyu chicken. I’ll include my recipe for shoyu chicken after the video. ๐Ÿ˜€

Hilo Shoyu Chicken

  • 1/2 cup dried shiitake mushrooms or to taste. If large and whole, cut into slices
  • 4 (1/2-inch thick) slices of peeled ginger or 6 T of shredded frozen ginger
  • 1/2 cup water
  • 1 cup shoyu (soy sauce)
  • 1 cup brown sugar or 1 1/2 white sugar
  • 5 pounds chicken thighs
  • Sliced green onions for garnish

Brown chicken then add rest of ingredients. Bring to boil, then simmer for 30-45 minutes. Serve over rice.

 

 

Monday’s Borking Report… Or When My Dog Decided He’s An Olympic Runner

Delayed Borking Report from Monday!

Things have been… well, my body decided my manageable state shouldn’t be manageable so… well, here we are ๐Ÿ˜€ The Potato, however, has been a delight although he does need a good scrubbing.

He was ready for his Auntie Paige when she got here. He does need to get up close to see who is there but I’m certain eventually he’ll be able to scent her better. It depends. Some people he KNOWS like Meegan McNelly, his Aunty Holly, Jennifer Wolfe, Bru Baker, Bee Nels and her kids / husband Tim and of course his Irish Scritcher, TA Moore… as well as others. But it takes him a bit. He does love his Auntie Paige but he also is VERY much aware that she cannot wrestle him back once he goes into full tank mode.

Because apparently Monday was ENGAGE TANK MODE!

This is when the Potato decides that despite his 14 years on this rock, he was Tamakoce Te’Hila personified and takes off running. Once he hits a stride, good luck pulling him off of it and apparently off they went.

It’s not good for him. He IS old and his joints will ache. He also pulled something in his left back leg but he LEEROY JENKINed his way through his bork and came back quite smug.

Borking is VERY serious business after all.

We’ll be skipping tomorrow because I have to get labwork done and then the Badger needs to go get his neck looked at. Coffee will definitely be had.

From his Auntie Paige
Good morning! Glad to see you two! ๐Ÿ™‚ As I mentioned Gus wanted to run today despite my protests. Hopefully his foot is OK. Let me know if he needs a rest from walking on Wednesday.

Best, Paige

Today’s Borking Report…

Today’s Borking Report!

We skipped Monday because it was a holiday and it would be unfair for everyone to get to sleep in except for Auntie Paige. Even Gus slept in and then had a good day.

And he was ready to get dressed when it was time. All kitted up, he was waiting for his Auntie with so much happiness… also he borked at us for talking to her. Because we’re NOT ALLOWED to talk before bork.

Borking is VERY serious business. Lots of work to be done in a very short amount of time so he needed to get on with it.

He’s such an odd Potato. But we love him.

From his Auntie Paige:
Gus saw a woman with a stroller today across the street going the same direction as us so he spent the time looking over and borking as we walked. She smiled and waved so she must have understood that itโ€™s not personal. ๐Ÿ™‚

Best, Paige