So, last week I bought some precooked shrimp at the grocery store. They were cheap. I bought them. Tuesday, I was at a different store, I see some pre-peeled pink shrimp. I glanced at the label, it didn’t say “raw”.
I defrosted the shrimp, thought they smelled a little fishy, wasn’t really paying attention, sat down to eat them, thought they were fairly flabby, figured they had been mishandled and were of low quality. Ate one. It was a wee rubbery, and as I picked up another, stared at the group of them all, I came to the very late conclusion that they were raw.
So, I cooked them up and ate the rest of them. Hope I’m still alive tomorrow as this blog post will hit the web. I’ll let you know how I’m feeling.
Hmm, here’s a list of possibilities: Amnesic shellfish poisoning (ASP), Neurotoxic shellfish poisoning (NSP), Diarrhetic shellfish poisoning (DSP), and Paralytic shellfish poisoning (PSP). Here’s hoping I don’t become familiar with any of those!
Here’s some test video I shot with my new Flip MinoHD. It’s my nice bucolic back yard in the Houston Heights: three miles west of downtown Houston, one of the larger cities in the United States.
I did a slight amount of editing with iMovie (not iMovie HD – if anyone knows the difference could you tell me and let me know which one I should be using).
I used the image stabilization in iMovie. It seems like it gave it a little “shimmer” toward the end. The hand held was slightly more shaky looking that it ended up after the stabilization.
I exported it in “medium” size (3 of 5 in size, 6MB for 0:31), just because that seemed the most reasonable for a web test (it was still too big for WordPress media editor to want to upload). So, here it is…
Spring is already on show in Houston. A particularly warm day in February brought out the wood sorrel, which hangs around for a few months, showing itself on warm days. There are so many species of Oxalis that I’m not even going to attempt to identify this one. It does much better in the parts of the yard that don’t get as much foot traffic.
Center Point Energy’s web site is stupid for not providing me the ability to schedule a payment. They send me the bill two weeks in advance and I can either “pay now” or try to remember to pay closer to the date, forget about it, pay late, get reported for late payments, get dinged on my credit score …
One thing they do have is this nifty histogram of my natural gas usage. I lost my water heater in June, and that was the only thing using gas. I didn’t much notice it at the time, but I was paying something for a small leak that bloomed into a massive leak one friday night in August.
My very leaky house peaks at heater usage in December and January obviously.
Gas Usage Histogram
And if you’d like to see what that costs me, here in Houston, here’s that data… Continue reading
The year’s party has come and gone. It’s been at my house for eight years, and coincides with Lights in the Heights which is put on by the Woodland Heights neighborhood, which is half a block from me.
We had an estimated 400 people at the peak, and perhaps 600 people throughout the night. Bubba Coltrane & the Train Wrecks (Bob, Ed, and Mike) played again, after taking last year off and adding a great new guitarist to the lineup (Kenny). After providing the music last year, DJ Larry returned and filled the spaces before and after the band.
For the third year in a row, no police came to complain. This is attributed to 1) the Lights in the Heights is getting considerably larger. We used to be the only large rowdy party. We still likely go the latest, but we’re not too loud after 1am; 2) most of the neighborhood is currently empty with houses under construction, the other neighbors are used to it (and many are at the party). Also, cooler weather means no one is sleeping with their windows open.
Once again we had some fabulous flaming art cars parked in the front of the house. Also a sizable early contingent of roller derby girls, and some in for the long haul. Quite a few friends made it in from Austin and at least one from Dallas. We had a crew of party supporters buy an extra keg of beer for the party. Props to the NTN Crew!
The five kegs of beer ran out about 12:15, there was a small surge about 2pm from some industry folks, at 2pm there were about a dozen people, and somewhere after 4:30 the thing finally wound down. I was up again at 10:30 beginning the cleaning, and spent 5 hours at it. Conn spent about as much, and that got it about 80% cleaned up (but with about twice as much more time that needs to be put in â€“ that last 20% of cleaning is the most laborious.
Only two vomiting incidents (that I had to somehow deal with) and one broken window (very likely accidental from the Star Chair. Three people slept over, two of which called in advance and reserved a spot. The following items remained that didn’t begin here: a cell phone, a plaid woman’s jacket (belonging to “Emily S.”), a small trendy women’s jacket, a suitcase, a back pack (with 2 full beers), an elf hat with ears, a pink pirate hat/beannie, a pink helmet, a wrist guard, a baby bottle containing water, a gray cloth glove.
Personal party gifts from friends: some nice tequila, an insulated longhorn mug, and St. Arnold Devine Reserve #2. Thanks (you know who you are).
We also have a few minutes of walk-through of the party from Rob Zipp: