60F and damp, which makes sense, since we got almost 3 inches of rain last night, mostly in one hour.
Haven’t had a chance to walk the neighborhood, but I expect the normal debris in yards.
We had a busy day planned, but most of it involved the pool, and dumping 3 inches of rain into it messes up the chemistry. I guess we’ll see.
Yesterday’s HOA sponsored SpringFest was a hit. Good food from local sellers, petting zoo, bouncy houses, and a banjo band. The band had about 750 years of life between the 10 members! And they sounded pretty good.
Life in modern America- pizza, taco truck, bouncy houses, and fruit flavored frozen ices (cantaloupe, rice, and hot sauce (which is a fruit like tamarind but spicier)) . The overcast and stiff wind kept the heat down, the occasional sprinkles cooled it as well.
I better get some breakfast on the table or there might be blood shed đ
n
51Âș and sunny. The kids and I are going to the community park to fly kites this afternoon. Can’t find any at the local stores, and last year’s kites are a little weak, so we’ll see what happens. Good day to get outside in any event.
The SCO recovery project suffered another setback. I got the “startx” command locked out and the box boots to the command line. It still doesn’t do that in the VM, so that’s not happy-making. I just notified the managers & co-pres. We’ll see how that comes out.
Now off to the race to finish the scoring. It’s a swim, and all I do is the data entry (as well as most of the prep). Just a bunch of typing and processing. I want to get it done quickly so I can get out with the kids.
Tamarind? Never knew an American who even knows what that stuff is.
*This* American doesn’t even know what a bouncy house is.
Bouncy houses, pony rides, taco trucks are all de rigour for public parties here. The ‘mexican ice’ places are making real inroads here. Paletas (popsicles), Helados (ice creams, frozen ices) and chunks of fresh fruit served with chili powder, are all popular. The flavors are very different from ‘normal’. Cantaloupe, watermelon, tapioca, tamarindo, chamoy*, and others dominate.
n
*”Chamoy refers to a variety of savory sauces and condiments in Mexican cuisine made from pickled fruit. Chamoy may range from a liquid to a paste consistency, and typically its flavor is salty, sweet, sour, and spiced with chiles.”
NB if you like your beer with michelada then you’ll probably like chamoy.
Raspa carts were all over the place when I lived in San Antonio. Usually little old men with a peddle cart hitting anyplace where people were gathered. Good stuff, but you didnât know where it came from or how it was made.
From Industrial Flavoring and Cleaning Products Collective No. 5 most likely.
Or similar…. I’m not a fan of street food, no matter what the locale….
n
Taco “Roach Coaches” are prevalent here, in Vegas, at many building sites. Gee, I wonder why. But, there’s nothing like some greasy tacos right out of the truck window. I remember on my tours in Korea, the Korean “Roach Coach” would always find out field site. The RC was camo’d and everything. lol!
I donât understand the whole food truck phenomenon. Here in Huntsville, itâs almost a religious fervor shown towards them. Every event is almost centered around them. Heck, at work, we have a rotation that comes every day for lunch. I guess itâs convenient – people donât have to make a trip out for lunch. Iâve tried a couple, but the food is average and over priced. I prefer to eat my packed lunch, thank you very much. Cheaper and healthier too.
I will eat at food trucks when I go to GenCon. It is a chance to eat something different, and the lines aren’t as bad as the lines for many restaurants in downtown Indy.
The food trucks provide better food than the places that serve food inside the convention center in downtown Indy.
The âmexican iceâ places are making real inroads here.
There are some places on the West side that have Indian ice cream. Said to be delicious, and also in different flavors than you see in the US.
I knew what tamarind is: it’s an extreme contraction or misspelling of “the american indian” – t’Amarind squished down to a neologism without punctuation or capitalisation.
Yes, I jest. It’s a food. Allegedly. The pulp is allegedly edible and can also be used as a polish. This makes me question the edibility.
I don’t eat from roach coaches or allegedly American equivalent. In food, as in many other things, I’m not clinically paranoid but the only difference is that my actions are by choice rather than by compulsion. I’ve worked in a number of restaurants and catering joints and was thoroughly unimpressed by the attention to hygiene in any of them. Oh, sure, when the owner or inspector or top chef is watching, everyone might be careful and clean, but when eyes are off, the standards drop drastically. Anyway, I have no reason to believe that a one-man operation, where the one guy handles food and handles money and drives the truck or adjusts the umbrella without wiping off in between, has a level of cleanliness I would find acceptable.
At most food trucks, the owner is the chef making the food for you. I’ve had pretty good experiences with them.
Today turned into an absolutely gorgeous day. Blue sky, cool breeze, sun shine. Kids got in the pool, I got some work done. Just a perfect day weatherwise.
n
14 TB!
https://www.pcper.com/news/Storage/Western-Digital-Launches-Ultrastar-DC-HC530-TDMR-14TB-HDD
“Islamic Scholar Akbar Ahmed Chides Italy, Says It Must Recover Its âPluralist Pastâ”
https://freedomoutpost.com/islamic-scholar-akbar-ahmed-chides-italy-says-it-must-recover-its-pluralist-past/
Europe is rapidly approaching more mosques than Christian churches. The problem is obvious to me.
14 TB!
https://www.pcper.com/news/Storage/Western-Digital-Launches-Ultrastar-DC-HC530-TDMR-14TB-HDD
I predict that the WD 14 TB will hit the open market in two years after the NSA has their fill of them.
Most of the times I’ve eaten from a food truck there has been more than one person on the truck. One person taking orders/handling money, and at least one person handling money. I only eat at food trucks during GenCon, which would be their busiest time, so the staffing level may be higher when I’m eating from a food truck.
Food trucks. Only the strong survive.
I predict that the WD 14 TB will hit the open market in two years after the NSA has their fill of them.
I need to do some more exploring in our building before the company moves us out. I found one of those crazy Verizon rooms (As Seen In 2600 Magazine!) looking for an open restroom on Friday afternoon.
Nothing to see here, move along….
n
I need to do some more exploring in our building before the company moves us out. I found one of those crazy Verizon rooms (As Seen In 2600 Magazine!) looking for an open restroom on Friday afternoon.
I do not have a clue what a crazy Verizon room is (nor did I ever read 2600 magazine other than perusing the magazines stacks at B&N). However, just do like any other skyscraper inhabitant does when the restroom is not available, pee in the stairwell. At least the stairwells always smelled like urine to me.
At a large law firm in Chicongo, they caught one of the female lawyers taking dumps in wastepaper baskets in the stairwells. More than once. She was ‘let go.’
Ewwww.
n
I do not have a clue what a crazy Verizon room is (nor did I ever read 2600 magazine other than perusing the magazines stacks at B&N). However, just do like any other skyscraper inhabitant does when the restroom is not available, pee in the stairwell. At least the stairwells always smelled like urine to me.
According to 2600, the telcos have mystery rooms where packets get diverted to the NSA. Strangely, the door was just down the hall from the Republican Party of Texas.
Removing my tin foil headwear, my guess is that our building houses at least one Internet node, probably legacy GTE.
At a large law firm in Chicongo, they caught one of the female lawyers taking dumps in wastepaper baskets in the stairwells. More than once. She was âlet go.â
I cleaned the bathrooms at Publix (what HEB wants to be when it grows up :)) in Florida for a year. Contrary to popular belief, the Ladies room was always worse than the Mens.
That was true in the 70s when I cleaned bathrooms at a Steak and Ale.