Lost & Found on the web... IV

To be denied the closeness and beauty of another human being is the worst possible sin to humanity.

- S. B. Yapa

I hate being sick. Doesn't everyone?

This post sucks, but I still feel like keeping it.

Dreamed about Pedro finding a new girlfriend. They came home late at night, I did not know untill morning. She got her things all over "my" bathroom - but not my current one, the one from my childhood :)
A funny dream.


I also noted down this other dream, like a week ago probably... cannot really figure out when that was. Cannot figure out much of the dream anyway.
Headed for the subway. lot of little coins. wondering: enough for a ticket? get to the ticket vending machine, some ppl around. Purse was open, it had a banknote. man (possibly homeless?) comes, asks for money: ...no. immediately puts his finger on my rib. hurts and tickles. I get my arms close (not being able to close or hide the purse) shout at him to stop. does not stop. start running away. does not stop. see a policeman and cry for help. to stop the man touching me. the policeman tells me to watch my walet (from the other ppl) and does nothing. all repeats. I run around him. He just stands. I start thinking why the hell does not he help me? raised heart beat. wake up.

Culinary Intermezzo: Homemade Seitan.

Thanks Miguel and Kimie!

Mix flour and water. You can add salt, but it really did not make a difference, so I will skip that next time. Work the dough (adding water or flour) untill it is all well mixed, smooth, but rather hard.
It should not stick to your fingers.
My friend suggested to leave it rest overnight, while internet source suggested half an hour. Half an hour did not work for me (my first try was completely dissolved in water... nothing left... but also the flour was really old and possibly spoiled), while overnight was a bit too much. Even though the dough was covered with clean cloth, it got dry at the surface. Those parts became hard to process later on.

So... when your smooth and hard dough is well rested (I will try some 4-6 hours next time), put it in a strainer (or a bowl if you do not have one), start pouring water over it, and start working it. This way, you will start washing out the starches (amids). You will see milky water coming out (it rather looks like soya drink ;)
My friend suggested warm water, but as that one did not work with the first experiment, I was using almost cold today, and that worked pretty fine.

Keep working the dough untill the water starts clearing out. Your dough won't stick together as nicely and smoothly as it did in the beginning, it will also loose a lot of it's volume. It will look rather ugly. But do not let that worry you.
You want to squeeze it nicely, to wash the starch from all over... not just the surface. What is left will become more and more sticky and will form kind of short threads.
When you think you are finished with washing it, just boil it in salty water (preferably with some spices... garlic... something nice)... and...voila!

Guys, you should definitely try it. When you use a lot of flour... your dough looks like a nice little butt... that you can squeeze and spank.

Cupids are fun!

A cupid came to me. He was showing me a picture of a guy. "Look," he says "he likes old movies, and he's fun, why don't you see him?".

"mhm" I replied.


I did think it was rather a silly idea. But you know how things are... curiosity killed the cat. And so I listened to the Cupid. And it ended up not being silly at all!

 



Simão turned out to be a sympathetic islander (the Terceira kind) with love for climbing!

                           I was not made for online world.

Lost & Found on the web... III

http://www.audioanarchy.org/antiwork/05-The_Abolition_Of_Work.mp3

Pedro is back!

Pedro came back from the states over a week ago... but only today I loured him to climb :)

I realized I missed this. I knew I missed him.

We renamed "Placa sem nome" to "Placa com nome". Next time, we have to do "Equilibrium" :)

In the middle of the night

I had this strange dream today... I woke up and quickly some notes before it swooned in my mind completely. Now I am left with the notes, and little understanding...


was just walking... in a desert or what... stopped...flees...goats. Went on... white bull, no fence, locked, they saved me. explaining? toilet.


I think I am remembering something actually. Like I was walking on a sandy dusty surface between two high fences or walls. There was a very ordinary cow-fence gate in the end. And the pasture (dry'n'dusty?) looked empty. So I opened the gate. I saw fence very close on my left hand side, and the space was opening to the right.
And there he was, a big white bull. I tried to make a move towards the fence (and escape!) to the right, but noticed that he was really angry. I was surprised, as I usually do not get attacked by animals. I thought of returning, but the gate somehow remained open.
A long moment.
Got even longer.
What now? This was wrong!

Well, someone came (probably that kind of agricultural car) and saved me, as my notes say. I was probably trying to explain my presence there by the need to pee.


Hum.
It is great to have dreams!!!