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I've been dating this girl recently that I met through a friend of a friend.

I wouldn't say it's super serious at this point but the other night she said she wanted me to go out to dinner with her parents. Warning bells instantly went off in my head but I controlled myself and said "sure, that would be great, whatever, ect" all the while thinking I'd do whatever it took to get out of it.

She calls me yesterday saying that they want to meet us at Applebees tomorrow night. FUCKING APPLEBEES. 

I've taken her by her parents house a couple of times just so she could run in and drop something off and honestly they live in a dump. The girl I'm dating doesn't really seem like white trash but she doesn't have a college education and my friends always joke about me "slumming it" and saying if I keep lowering my standards I'll end up marrying a waitress or something. 

I fucking hate Applebees and the food is sub-par. I prefer more elegant dining and while I realize not every-bodies palates are as developed and refined as mine, I can't help but think I'm going to end up sitting in a gaudy booth with a couple of yokels with bad taste that will probably insist on paying for the meal when my car payment is probably more than they spend on rent and utilities for their shack in the poor area  of town.

The more I think about it the more I feel like this just isn't going to work. Sure we have fun together but I can't imagine bringing her family to my parents house or out to a restaurant to dinner. How embarrassing would it be for everybody if they weren't versed in proper table manners, or they showed up dressed in cheap, shoddy clothes or any number of situations I can think of. It would be mortifying and I'd never hear the end of it from Mother.

It pains me but at this point I feel like I should end it and quickly. It's regretful but we are from two very different worlds that mix like oil and water. I guess i started writing this thinking I would ask you guys if I should suck it up, do the dinner and try to make it work but I think I've come to my decision already without your input.

Now I'm wonderig what is the best way to go about having this conversation with her? I want to be mostly honest and as sensitive as I can without hurting her feelings. I'm just not sure how I can come out and say I'm breaking up with her because her family is too poor. Would it be better to just lie and tell her I'm cheating on her or something like that? help me out PD! 

I was looking for creative ways to use one of my favorite ingredients and stumbled upon this gem. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. This is now my go-to recipe when entertaining guests and wanting to impress.

Pro tip: This works just as well with ANY pasta, dried or fresh. Marmite makes any pasta better, from penne to rotini!

http://www.cookingsousvide.com/info/sous-vide-recipes/more/sous-vide-ice-cream-recipe

Enjoy guys! This recipe is possible even without a chamber vacuum sealer for those of you that are to poor to afford decent kitchen equipment.

 The only answer is to arm the children. If children were allowed to carry semi-automatic weapons this tragedy could have been averted by a child hero with a sure aim and a brave heart.
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[Praise The LORD!!!!!!]

Earlier today I felt as if I've been judging the losers and scum the streets swarm with around here 24 hours a day too harshly.

I called my priest for advice and he repeated to me this Bible verse :

(Matthew 7:1) "Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again. And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye? Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull the mote out of thine eye; and behold, a beam is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast the mote out of thy brother's eye."

Praise The LORD!!!!!!

"Everywhere I go, including this website, I read and hear comments about how the world, and the United States in particular, is "fucked up," "out of control," and violent.

I have a breaking news story to announce to you all. The world is a thousand times softer than it was 70 years ago, and a hundred million times softer than it was 10,000 years ago, and a hundred trillion times softer than it was 700,000 years ago, and infinitesimally softer than it was 2.5 million years ago.

"Crimes rates have been consistently falling since the early 1990s in the United States, not that they were ever that high to begin with, but they are dramatically lower than they were then, especially with regards to rape, murder and physical assault. And, if you're like me, you believe that crime was even more under-reported in the past, and that the actual drop in crime has been even more dramatic than the drop in crime that can be statistically verified as having occurred."

For the past 30,000 years we have witnessed the consensual and self-imposed eradication of adulthood, where males have voluntarily castrated themselves, creating child-like beings who are capable of reason, wisdom and learning. There is no violence on Earth among human communities as there was several ages ago. The last 50 years have been particularly drastic, leading to the creation of an entirely new sub-species of hominid characterized by mushy testicles and 'micro-penises,' leading some demographers to classify people born in the 20th century as "Generation Faggot." We still have no clue as to what the 21st century born will be like, but it is highly probable that the children's cartoon "Teletubbies" is an accurate artist's conceptualization."

And I'm sharing it with you all.

No need to thank me, just enjoy.
http://www.zoklet.net/bbs/showthread.php?t=247834

I was curious who 'this guy' might be.
search the quote, and see it's one "Jim 'fuck latinos' Carrey" at Zoklet....
oooooh-K. 

Jim 'fuck latinos' Carrey is probably the best poster in the history of the world. He is fucking hilarious. I highly recommend checking out his posting history.
http://www.zoklet.net/bbs/search.php?searchid=5395179 Seriously, thread after thread of hilarity. A unique voice of our times.
This is one of his most recent gems, titled

"Christian Power"

The public sleeps peaceably because hard Christians guard them in the night
Come on outside, Atheists, if you're looking for a fight
We've got knives, baseball bats and pomade in our hair
We slick it back with a comb because the texture is fair
Don't like it it? Don't care
You stupid fucking Atheist faggot
You're too proud to submit to the Lord
And for that your ass is getting gored
The entire football team is coming for your asshole tonight
When you hear our footsteps shaking the ground your body fills up with fright
And then you hear that twelve gauge shotgun a cocking
And the linemen's bitch tits were a flopping
Using the coach as a battering ram we bust open your door
You were startled by the screams of a whore
She runs down the hallway and says "grab the kids, run!!!"
Ha, this ought to be fun
We put lead in all of your family members
And post pictures on Zoklet for remembers
So let this be a lesson to you Atheist faggots
The Christians Shall Be Coming For You

I think this guy is right on the money. Discuss.

"So recently I've been doing some thinking about all of this controversy over 'pink slime' which a particularly harmful layman's term for beef products that have been sterilized or preserved with a chemical treatment (primarily ammonia).

All animal meat (treated or not) is pink and slimy. But when one hears the word 'pink slime' one thinks of something sordid and toxic. It is certainly not something that you would want on your dinner plate. The news media with it's overwhelming Left-wing bias likes to create these sorts of terms in order to scare the public in to clinging to it's anti-business agenda. The media is responsible for demonizing and often destroying entire industries by using such eloquent and responsible language as "black assault rifles" and "mad cow disease" and "human sex trafficking" and "cop-killer bullets."

There is no evidence that consumption of ammonia in reasonable amounts is dangerous to one's health and there can be no amount of ammonia in a serving of beef (or dozens of servings) that could pose any sort of health risk to anyone.

We do know that ammonia has some positive health benefits. It has been used for thousands of years as action-preparation device by combatants and athletes alike. Ammonia has a stimulant effect and for this reason it is often used by powerlifters and weightlifters (typically by inhaling but also by swishing a mouthful) for the purpose of "psyching up" prior to a big lift. It is also used to revive people who have been knocked unconscious.

One can clearly see why a typical high school student might WANT to be exposed to ammonia. Most high schoolers don't get a lot of sleep and they are expected to complete a daunting amount of mental and physical work on campus. A little ammonia-treated beef might give them the competitive edge that they need to excel in academia. I think I'd prefer ammonia over Ritalin or whatever the hell else our quack doctors are prescribing to our children nowadays. Unlike Ritalin, ammonia is not bad for your heart; on the contrary, ammonia promotes good cardiovascular and respiratory health.

How wondrous, the aromatic essence of ammonia. I think that no two things could better compliment each other than beef and ammonia. Ammonia is like a powerful cologne for food that enriches the culinary experience. I'm a proud consumer of this so-called 'pink slime.' I even buy the beef that hasn't been treated with ammonia and spray it with my own ammonia. How do you like them apples?"

I want to get "Sous-vide" in old english across my stomach. What do you think?

It's called Portlandia. Have you heard of it? It's really funny.

http://www.beatplexity.com/music/2581-Breezeblock%20-%20Burial-04-04-2006.mp3

That is a link to a classic radio mix of his debut self titled album. Not to be missed.

Let's be sarcastic, artsy, poetic, cynical, random.

Let's reference obscure literature and cult films.

Let's mock pop culture, flog internet memes and create our own.

Let us push it to the limit.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BhsTmiK7Q2M

Make this night last forever.

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In another thread she revealed that she knows of all my accounts on another website. It really makes me wonder why she would bother tracking me around the internet. Seriously, for what? What does it matter if I contribute a recipe on a few different forums?

Honestly it makes me think that Nigel needs a man in her life, and this is her not so subtle attempt to flirt with me.

Tell you what Nigel, I don't know you well enough to return your advances, but I can assure you that learning to put together a decent plate of food will go a long way towards finding yourself a decent man.

Stick with me kid, I won't let you down.

This was one of our courses on Valentines day. I really enjoyed this dish and thought I'd share.


First roast some beets. You can drizzle them skin on with a bit of oil and wrap them in foil and toss them in the oven until tender, or you can put them in a pan with a bit of water, cover with foil and bake them that way. You won't need many. Just use your judgement on how much filling you will need to fill the amount of pasta for however many people.

Once they are cooled, toss them in the food processor until uniformly ground. For the best results wrap them in cheesecloth and hang them overnight over a bowl to catch the excess liquid. Place your beet pulp into a mixing bowl and season aggressively to taste with salt and pepper. Add a bunch of shredded parmesan to taste, and some fresh mint chiffonade. Add some bread crumbs, a little at a time while mixing to thicken up the mixture. Try to go for the consistency of ricotta cheese. Once you have it where you want it and tasting good, add some egg. You won't need much, for say, 2 cups of filling a third of a beaten egg should be plenty. Put your filling aside.

Make your pasta dough. This recipe will make way more pasta than you need, so make some fettuccine or something.

6 large egg yolks
1 large egg
Tblsp milk
tsp Olive oil
Decent pinch of salt
1 3/4 cups AP flour (00 is better but more difficult to find.)

Make a well in the center of your flour, mix all your wet ingredients together and pour into the well. Using a fork or spoon, whisk from the center slowly incorporating flour from the edges until the dough begins to come together, it will be kind of stick and crumbly. Begin kneading your dough until it comes into a ball and is smooth and elastic. 4-5 minutes should be fine. Wrap up your dough and let it rest for 20-30 mins. While your dough is resting make your sauce.

Peel a bunch of Cippolini onions halve or quarter them and toss them in a pan and cover them with chicken stock. Simmer slowly until the onions are tender. You don't really want any color or carmelization. Strain the onions and puree them in a blender. Add a bit of water to thin it to a sauce like consistency and season to taste with salt.

Now make your pasta. Cut mabye a third of the pasta off of your ball and flatten it out a bit with a rolling pin. Run it through your pasta machine a few times until you get a nice even square and then start raising the number until you get to 7 and you have a nice long sheet. Lay it down on your work area going from right to left and brush the  lower half of the dough with egg wash. Get a piping bag and fill it with your beet mixture. Pipe a tube of filling at the very bottom of your sheet all the way across from right to left or vice versa. Now from the bottom roll your entire sheet upwards over the filling twice. Now using your two index fingers pinch downwards on the tube from right to left in one inch increments all the way across your sheet. Using a knife or a pasta cutter cut vertically through the indentations made by your fingers. You will now have several little sealed pouches of filling. Trim the excess dough from the tops to the desired length, you can re roll the scraps later if you want. You should be left with something that looks like this:



Those aren't the beet agnolotti, just a pic I pulled off the internet.

To finish, cook the pasta heat the sauce add some more fresh mint chiffonade and toss your cooked pasta in it. Top with some more parm and dig in.

Even if you don't make the beet filling, learn to make agnolotti, they are by far the easiest filled pasta to make. Here is a youtube video to help you visualize my instructions.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ceKG_0_xdQ&feature=related

The only proper way to make a Pozole is under vacuum, cooked sous vide in a thermal immersion circulater, thickened slightly with xanathan gum and Ultratex-3, and garnished with encapsulated lime essence and a quenelle of avacado sorbet.

In this way using these techniques, you capture the true essence of rustic peasant fare, with every bite transporting you to a simpler time and place.

So I was dating this girl for over a year. We actually ended things on pretty good terms as far as break ups go, still communicate and hang out every now and again. I'd be lying if I said I don't still have feelings for her, that being said I realize we are in two very different places in our lives and am not trying to rekindle our relationship.

The other night, after not speaking for a month or two she sent me a text asking how I was doing, blah blah blah. She told me she was a waitress at a strip club. We met up later that night at my place, drank wine and I cooked a late night breakfast. I made a few comments like, "congrats on the new job at least you aren't a dancer". Nothing to blatantly rude or judgmental, but  clearly dismissive of strippers in general.

She spent the night that night, and in the morning she admitted to me that she is actually a dancer.

Honestly it was like a punch in the stomach. I've had a few friends in the past that got involved in that scene and while I realize it is somewhat presumptuous of me to paint everybody in that world with the same brush, the realist inside of me has plenty of reasons to be worried and a bit disgusted at the news.  I realize that there is a part of me that is jealous of a bunch of scumbags paying my ex that I have feelings for to strip and give private lap dances to, I also realize that there is nothing INHERENTLY wrong with stripping.

Long story short, I feel guilty about guilt tripping her about what she has chosen, I feel I don't really have any right to criticize or be so judgmental when we are not a couple anymore but I'm torn because it breaks my fucking heart to see someone so intelligent, that could do ANYTHING, including being a professional  LEGIT dancer, (she's been in everything from ballet to hip-hop to salsa since she was a young child) throw it all away ( in my perhaps misguided opinion) for money. At least she claims it is JUST for the money. She says once she makes 15 grand she is out. I don't believe it but I guess I  could be wrong.

What if she is doing it because she likes it? WHAT IF? There are so many variables going through my head and in the end I just don't know whether to be accepting and supportive or tell her I think she is being a fucking moron and throwing away her youth for the wrong reasons. Am I really doing the right thing in pretending to support someone I think is harming themselves? Or should I open up, tell her exactly what I think and risk alienating someone I still consider one of my best friends regardless of our past.

How would you all handle it? Anyone have any close friends in the industry?

   
OKAY...I would really love to meet a new friend to hang out with who truely is mature enough to be friends first, who is mature enough to know that not everyone is suited for everyone and you can still be a great person even if not everyone likes you. I am not going to be sleeping with anyone tonight....I would just like to go out on a meeting or date....whatever you want to call it. This is my weekend without my daughter so I would like to go out and enjoy it....perferably with someone. If you too could use some fun, conversation, smiles and relaxation please read on. Please be SINGLE...I am not into 'discrete' anything....if you need to hide something...I am not the right person....if you are looking for sex...I am not the right person....If you just want to date an "older" woman...I am NOT the right person....if you smoke...again...I am not the right person....if you could use a fun, relaxed, smiled filled evening....please read on...I might be the right person....Honesty....I am old and smart enough to know that I am not interested in a fake relationships....I want the real deal...someone to tell my deepest secrets too...and know that they will always be there to support me through it....as long as I am honest. I mean really....don't you want to die knowing that you shared your most intimate thoughts, deeds, and secrets with someone who really cared....AND that you got the same "got your back coverage" in return.I don't fight dirty.....I am mature enough to know I have faults and weak spots and sometime the best thing is to have the truth told to you so you can deal with it....so when we have an issue or misunderstanding...it will always be in the present....I have a past, you have a past, and that is how we got to who we are today....even when it could be our past together....I will never bring it up once we close an issue.A good morning and good night kiss.....do you know that that improves your chances of staying together by 21% over couples that just hug goodnight and goodmorning? I am full of PDA and proud of it.I am a mom....so yes...it's a package deal. I have been divorced for 6 years....happily divorced...my ex is still my best guy friend and we co parent fabulously....you will meet him as we do not have jealousy issues.....we have a love for our daughter that overcomes any issues we ever had...divorced without lawyers and still make deals with a handshake....he is a good hunk and a fabulous dad.You will get to be yourself....no matter how quirky that is.....either I will love those quirks and embrace them.....or we will find out we are meant to be friends or meant to meet, great and move on right away.....but I will not tell you I am interested in you if I am not....and I WANT, yes WANT you to do the same for me. If I am not your type....no problem....I am not going to fall apart because one person I met didn't get me....and you should be the same....my opinion of you shouldn't mean crap to you unless we are a couple......for a first meeting....geez....use me to learn what I find good or bad about you and get some honest feed back.Now....all that sounds so serious...which is so not me....as the number one thing I do best is giggle...right down to outright snorts, and shooting drinks through my nose....a good belly laugh is better than any therapy...and a heck of a lot cheaper.You will have access to know about my past....some of it is great...some ...not so much....I guarantee you I am smart enough to understand you....but having a decent IQ doesn't always mean I make good decisions.....BUT....I am always improving on this one....so when you ask me a question....be aware I will be honest with you so don't ask what you don't want to really know.Confidence....I am good with who I am today...I will be good with who I am tomorrow......I have some days that are better than others ...but all in all...I like me and wouldn't want to be anyone else.....You will get a 5'9" tall gal....who is comfortable with her weight.....but trying to lose just because I perfer to be smaller.....if you need a barbie doll or size 0 model....uh....Toys R Us is probably open......for now I could happily drop 25-30 lbs and feel a heck of a lot better.....and I am working on it.You will get a partner who will try just about anything......I am the gal who kisses for charity on Valentine's Day on the corner of Steven Creek and Winchester because no one should feel lonely or be without a kiss on certain days of the year. You will get someone who will join you on any adventure that has a 5% or less chance of death or less ...so if you can get us on fear factor....I will do my best to win with you. Amazing Race, anything...I am good to go...hate to pass up an opportunity and try to live without regretting not pushing through my fears to try things.ALRIGHT...enough is enough...here is a recent picture....I will only respond to emails that attach a photo...be proud of who you are....I don't want a Ken doll...I want a male I find hot and one that find me gorgeous.K...here is the picture....I know you scanned down here first.....so you may not either scan back up and read this....or just click me bye bye.I am on face book and my space under zimmertracey and Tracey Jane Zimmer

How can you people talk so much but say so little? How can otherwise intelligent people be so fucking predictable and boring?

These are criticisms I've heard about this place from other forum regulars via PM. While I wouldn't be so harsh, I'm curious to hear what the targets of these criticisms have to say for yourselves. Lets keep this conversation civil please.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxfUSJJiBZg&feature=autoplay&list=PL527CAFF1CF2E40C8&lf=results_video&playnext=5

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hL_T6rICRnM&feature=autoplay&list=PL527CAFF1CF2E40C8&lf=results_video&playnext=6

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITWW0P03at8&feature=autoplay&list=PL527CAFF1CF2E40C8&lf=results_video&playnext=7

shake what yo mama gave ya shake it like a salt shaker

My goodbye thread
I'm leaving this forum forever.

I can't afford to be linked to characters of unsavoury reputation in any way, even if I have to leave the internet forever.

Don't try to follow me, my training makes me a ghost, you will never succeed.

You will need:

A Potato.
Salt
pepper
Cooking oil
Cheese grater


Peel and grate your potato into a container of cold water. Drain, rinse and cover with water again. Repeat until the water drains clear. This washes the starch from the potatoes and keeps them from turning grey and gluey. Finally, squeeze the water from the shredded potato as best you can using a clean towel or paper towels. I used a potato ricer, but I'm sure most of you won't have one.

Heat a pan (preferably non-stick) over high heat. Add enough cooking oil to cover the bottom of the pan and wait until super hot, just before smoking. Add your potatoes in a thin layer and cook on one side until brown and crispy. Using a spatula turn over the potatos and cook the other side until done. Don't forget to season liberally with salt and pepper. Top with a few sunny side eggs and enjoy.
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That's what I heard some guy screaming from the top of a Walgreens, no idea how he got up there.

Lenzman feat. Riya "Open Page"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o4uOGQT0glk

Swarms "flickr of your eyes"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zWUWsS1J2TE&feature=player_embedded

Photek "Solaris"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jV1MoazXFNM

Dub Syndicate "Creation"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etIYcXkpR68

J-dilla "Think Twice"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Z2vMBuOxFM

Breakage "Ruff Dub"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9SFDI2sKCSQ

The Widdler "Lady Dub"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ehecLNJZvQ&feature=player_embedded

Thought some of you might enjoy this.

That's about it.

As many of you know I've been struggling with trust issues and despite the years of therapy it's taken a toll on my interpersonal relationships, especially with my girlfriend and our two sons.
Today before I left for work, I asked my youngest to make sure and pick up his toys before he went to school. This is not at all an unusual request, often times we let the kids play until they get tired and then we put them to bed and have them clean up after themselves in the morning. My girlfriend was present for the brief exchange between my son and I and she chimed in saying she was going to do some cleaning around the house before she went to a luncheon with some of her girlfriends. I came home after a pretty rough day at work to find all the toys all over the floor where they were before I left, and the house still as dirty as it was before my girlfriend said she was going to clean up. I walked around in what felt like a daze as I surveyed the soiled dishes in the sink, the trashcan almost overflowing, and toys ALL OVER the living room. My head started to ache and as I caught a whiff of the trashcan I started feeling sick to my stomach. I started digging my nails into my scalp like I always do when I get upset and so to calm down I went out to the garage and had a glass of bourbon.
After calming down a bit I went in cleaned up the fucking pigsty all by myself.

HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO ME? I don't ask much from them. My wife deals with the kids when they aren't in school and I'm at work. She tidies up a bit. THATS ALL I ASK and it doesn't even have to be perfect every day but SHE LIED TO MY FACE and said she was going to clean up and so did my son. I SWEAR to GOD I could fucking kill them sometimes. That inconsiderate fucking BITCH doesn't have to slave away all day to make a living and support the family, and now apparently I can't even trust my son to keep his word, and I wonder where he gets the idea that that kind of behavior is ok? From her. Always from her.

How do I win? I try to instill my values, SOCIETY'S values in my kids. HONESTY RESPECT INTEGRITY DISCIPLINE I try to give them a good life and spend time with them whenever I can, but I have to leave them with HER when I go to work, and they are in public school learning god knows what from god knows who! 

My father was a good strong christian man and when my brothers or I would get out of line, we knew we were in for a thrashing. He would beat the living hell out of us, especially when he was drinking but he knew that discipline was the key to raising a responsible citizen. He would come home late at night a few times a week, wake up my brothers and I, and have us line up against the wall and recite bible verses. God help us if we had forgotten or screwed up the verse he chose for us to recite. We were forbidden to avert our eyes when one of the family or even our mother was being punished.

He made men out of us and so help me god I will make men out of my sons.

So the question remains what to do about my wife?