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I love spicy food, the hotter the better! Tonight I am having a burger with ghost pepper flakes on it, can't wait!
 
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Ghost pepper flakes!!! That's beyond me I'm sure... But it would be fun to try!

I remember seeing you stewing up a pot of death fire before... :eek:

Where do you get these ghost pepper flakes Jim?
 
I still have a lot left from canning my bumper crop of jalapenos and dehydrating habaneros last year.
My grocery store has small packages of whole dehydrated ghost peppers, and I put them in a small blender to make the flakes (as I do with my habaneros). I was hoping to grow my own this year, but the seeds didn't germenate, and I have't found anyone selling the plants locally.
 
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I don't know about anyone else but it's a friggin' day and a half later and I can't stop thinking about those ribs........
 
I blame you guys for a 3 hour round trip yesterday to my favorite rib place! ;) Beautiful evening for a ride and an outdoor feast on the best Ribs I've ever had (and some ice cream) my Wife may blame you for the after effects (I'll leave it at that):D
Good Food!
 
Sounds like an awesome evening Rubi!

Funny, after getting the ribs marinating the other day I had to run out for something I forgot I needed (standard procedure). Passed my favorite BBQ place in town (although in Anchorage it's relative) and cracked to my wife that it would be a lot less expensive, time consuming, and hassle to just get some ribs to go.

Then she reminded me that they would also be a lot less tasty ;)
 
I don think this whole rib thing will be going away.... Thanks to Shane everyone has been dreaming and drooling on their pillows about ribs... Mmm mmm!

Glad you got out to enjoy some good ribs and ice cream Rubi
 
I just texted our buddy Jason (aka cooldaddyfunk). He is a regular and we haven't seen him here in a while. Recently a few people have asked me how he's doing. He said that he is doing well and has been using the hell out of his workimg finish 24. He has just been really busy with work and hasn't had time for the forums. He wanted me to say hi to everyone for him. So "HI!!!" :D
 
Today ended up being a good day after all.

Many of y'all know my stepdad passed away last fall, and since most of my daily "work" has been resolving his estate. It's a very long and complicated story (maybe when it's all over I'll write a book and all of those college English classes will be justified), but let's just say this hasn't been the happiest or most fun chapter in my life. I spend most of my days writing briefs and working with spreadsheets, and I'm happy to do it since my legal work is considerably cheaper (i.e. almost free) compared to our attorney's. I'm happy that I have the background, ability, and flexibility to help out my family here, but let's just say I left my hometown years ago for a good reason.

Really none of that is new or all that interesting; it's what I've been doing for months. What is interesting, is that I had been a little down about all of this lately. It's certainly not happy work, but really I'd been feeling more removed from all of the outside world that missed lately. Then, this afternoon an old friend, who I hadn't spoken to in more than a year, decided to text me to say hi and ask about my birthday plans (later this week). It really lifted my mood and reminded me of what I'm working for and that there is a world outside. I really enjoyed hearing from her and even a quick conversation meant a lot to me. I guess I'm saying this as a suggestion, if you ever think about an old friend you haven't talked to in awhile, give them a call/text/email! It may be a small thing for you, but you never know what it may mean to them. Sometimes small gestures go a long way.
 
Nathan... well I'm glad you're friend help you pull your head out of the cave... Haha! Doesn't sound like much fun, but it gives you some perspective on life through these times.... And the small things are what mean the most in our lives, work, home, friends, whatever... You're right, it's the small things.

Keep your head up Nathan!! Keep on keepin on brother
 
Nathan, interesting that I read an email from my Brother a little while before I read your post. In his email - this is what was contained...

Too Busy for
a Friend?

One day a
teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room
on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.

Then
she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of
their classmates and write it down.

It
took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as
the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.

That
Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate
sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that
individual.

On
Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class
was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I meant
anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were most
of the comments.

No
one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they
discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The
exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with
themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.

Several
years later, one of the students was killed in Viet
Nam and his teacher attended the funeral of that
special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin
before. He looked so handsome, so mature..

The
church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a
last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the
coffin.

As
she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her.
'Were you Mark's math teacher?' he asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he said:
'Mark talked about you a lot.'

After
the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon.
Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his
teacher.

'We
want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out of his
pocket 'They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might
recognize it.'

Opening
the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that
had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew
without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all
the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.

'Thank
you so much for doing that,' Mark's mother said. 'As you can see, Mark
treasured it.'

All
of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather
sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my
desk at home.'

Chuck's
wife said, 'Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding
album.'

'I
have mine too,' Marilyn said. 'It's in my
diary'

Then
Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet
and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this with me at
all times,' Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: 'I
think we all saved our lists'

That's
when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all
his friends who would never see him again.

The
density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end
one day. And we don't know when that one day will
be.

So
please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and
important. Tell them, before it is too late.
 
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