Dangerous food preparation
In this town, what qualifies as a big news story has to taken in context. Today, we learned (over and over again) that a local hockey coach is graduating to the pros. As a coach; he had already spent years as a player. What goes around, etc. I have no idea if anything else happened. Tomorrow, I’ll catch up.
While watching some stuff on YouTube (over the long lunch period where my food requires five and my patience requires fifty-five), I happened across a short section of a teaching teaching a course. Yada yada. Except that I had taken that course, from the same professor, a full forty years ago. In the absence of time travel, let’s brag up the benefits of tenure for the educational class. And to satisfy your curiosity, the course matter hasn’t changed. At least my learning remains valid (and irrelevant to my career path).
Blast from the (recent) past; watching Danica McKellar on How I Met Your Mother AND The Big Bang Theory.
What happens around here on a day when we should have gone for groceries, but didn’t because of scheduling difficulties? We break with routine and eat whatever is on hand. Opening a can of corned beef, (when the supplied key is MIA), is challenging. A normal can opener can’t navigate the corners, and a botched effort with a pair of pliers is downright dangerous. The whole thing should come with a disclaimer about not trying this at home unless you are a trained professional (wearing those steel gloves that we see in fish plants). I didn’t injure myself (much), but next time around I may go to the supermarket for a can WITH a key (that can be reused).
