It wasn’t my intent to be knocked on my ass with this flu bug but apparently that’s where I’m at. At least today I feel well enough to tell you I should be back soon.
Back in the summer of 1994, I was dating this nice girl who lived over in Kentucky. I don’t even remember which part of Kentucky as we didn’t date all that long.
She was a Country & Western music fan which was OK with me until this song came out.
“Thinkin’ Problem” was recorded by David Ball and this woman I was seeing went nuts over it. She would play it over and over again when I was visiting and would play it in the car too. When she couldn’t hear Ball sing it, she would sing it herself—all off key, of course.
I hate to say it, but it’s one of the reasons I broke up with her. She and “Thinkin’ Problem” were just too much.
I started thinking of that song the other day and wondered if it and David Ball was still around. The video at the top of this post confirms it as Ball singing the song was shot in Nashville last year.
Now that I know “Thinkin’ Problem” is still around, I need to find out what happened to my old girlfriend.
I have no idea what Jason Alexander was thinking when he went on “The Howard Stern Show” recently and decided to go into why his girlfriend on the “Seinfeld” show, Susan—played by actress Heidi Swedberg—was killed off. All these years later, I don’t see the point of bringing it up.
Here, maybe you do.
I feel embarrassed for this actress who played Susan and Alexander has recently come out to say he’s sorry for what he said, but the damage has already been done.
None of this will change the world today or tomorrow, but it was kind of like Jason Alexander pulling a George Costanza. He was basically stupid and so was this..
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Meg lives in my apartment building here in Covington, Kentucky and she’s a nice, older lady who is always friendly to me and I’m always friendly right back. Sometimes I think—actually I kind of know—she would like more from me, but thankfully I don’t see her all that often.
That changed for about 20 minutes a month ago.
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Whenever I head to Kroger, I’ll pick up a box of Zatarain’s dirty rice and also a box of their red beans and rice. Sometime I’ll get the black beans and rice, but not often.
Do I ever get their low sodium? Only by mistake. I like the original stuff.
To the dirty rice, I’ll add a pound of ground beef and also some red pepper or yellow pepper or green pepper—whatever I have on hand. I’ll also add some white onion.
I’ll usually get two and a half meals out of this.
When it comes to red beans and rice, I used to like the Kroger brand better, but I can’t seem to find it anymore—so I’m back getting the Zatarain’s brand.
To the red beans and rice, I’ll add some turkey sausage and also whatever kind of pepper I have on hand as well as those white onions.
Just like the dirty rice, I’ll get two and a half meals out of this dish.
If Zatarain’s does consider this free advertising, they are free to send me a case of each product.
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P.S. I’ll be back here on Thursday.
I know Jeb Bush is one of the top 10 GOP candidates, but I can’t get excited about that and do we really want another Bush in the White House? As for myself, no. The thought of it makes me extremely depressed.
Apparently, there is also a math problem with ranking the top 10 GOP candidates. Here, NPR can fill you in. My hearts just not in it.
I may feel differently later, but for now, just wake me up if Bernie Sanders starts making progress.
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When you’re typing and come to the end of a sentence and tap the period key, do you allow one space before you type the next sentence or two? Either way—I think—is correct but there has been some debate about it recently. I’ll put in my two cents.
When I was learning to type in high school, the teacher wanted a double space between sentences. Same thing in college. Somewhere along the way, and I don’t remember when or where, I was told to only allow one space between sentences. Certainly by the time I got to CityBeat, the “one space” totally ruled.
Once upon a time, the “Living Out Loud” column in CityBeat had contributing writers. Most of those contributors followed the one space rule except for one person.
This writer’s columns were always above the call of duty, but he would always double space between sentences. I mean, he was technically correct, more or less, so I never sent the columns back to him for corrections. I just made the changes myself.
I think he reads this blog on occasion, so how he’s gonna know what I did. OK, my friend. Just get over it. It was no big deal.
In case any of you really care, I single space between sentences here.
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This is kind of interesting and a good a way as any to wrap up the blogging week.
On their new album, Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard have recorded “Missing Ol’ Johnny Cash.” No, it’s not good enough to be a single (hell, they probably don’t make “singles” anymore but I’ll call it that anyway), but, again, I found it interesting.
By the way, I’ve met Merle Haggard. I’ve ever met Willie Nelson or Johnny Cash, but I have seen them perform.
Maybe you don’t find that interesting, but you all have a good weekend just the same.
Production is underway for the reboot of “The X-Files” and David Duchovny says the first script he got made him cry. After I read that headline, I thought to myself—“Really? The script was that bad?”
“The X-Files” premiered on Fox in the fall of 1993. I had recently just separated from my wife in Cincinnati and was living in Springfield, Ohio. I followed a job there. I had a running joke about Springfield and it was—“if you are a homeless person, Springfield would be a great place to live, because there are so many empty buildings.”
Not kidding. Probably mean, but not kidding.
Watching “The X-Files” was a good diversion for me in Springfield as I truly didn’t like living there. I only lasted there for about six months and found another job back in Cincinnati.
I kept up my interest with that show when I moved back to The Queen City. It stayed on for nine seasons—a bit too long in my view.
I’ll watch the reboot when it comes back or at least sample it, but if it doesn’t make me cry like it did for David Duchovny, I’m turning it off.
Kidding. I think.
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I like corn just fine but I know it’s not good for me, so I don’t eat it that often. With that in mind, how I got so many cans of corn in my kitchen cupboard I’m not sure. I counted them last Saturday. I had three cans of sweet corn.
I don’t believe in wasting food and last Saturday I didn’t believe in wasting corn. I decided to do something about my corn situation. I decided to make some kind of concoction with it.
I had a can of whole white potatoes and also some slices of ham—actually some deli honey ham. My mind started to race as to what I could fix. Out of these thoughts, the Covington ham and corn casserole was born. Why, of course. I will share the recipe with you.
- I drained each can—the whole white potatoes and the sweet corn—of the water inside them.
- On a cutting board, I cut up those whole white potatoes and also a slice of that deli honey ham. I could have added another slice of it, but I like my ham sparingly. You can do whatever you like.
- Still using the cutting board, I also cut up some red bell pepper and some white onion. I say ‘some,’ because I never measure anything. When it comes to cooking, guesswork is fine with me.
- I coated my pan with I can’t believe it’s not butter! This is my brand of choice. You can use another brand, just don’t tell me which one.
- After the ‘butter’ coated the pan, I threw in my concoction, blending it all together. I seasoned it with salt and pepper like there wasn’t going to be a tomorrow.
- Over medium heat, I put a lid over the pan and let it cook for about 15 minutes stirring it occasionally. Well, maybe it was actually 20 minutes. Just keep an eye on it when you stir it.
That’s it! How was it? I’ll just say I’ll be fixing it again. I don’t know if I would prepare it for anybody else but it tasted fine to me and none of it went to waste.
I know this is really just a concoction, but calling it a casserole sounds better.
(Photo taken by MasterChef Larry Gross)
P.S. Just so you know, I shall return here on Thursday.