We went to China! It was hot! Here is the proof.
1. Intern with county government for years.
2. Take “natural step” to build skills learned there and work in industry.
3. Be surrounded by / working with drill rigs constantly.
4. Quit industry.
5. Drill rig housing destroys bridge half mile from county building.
I can’t quite read these chicken entrails but it sure is an entertaining ride.
She dug her heels in the couch. It felt good to stretch. It felt good to kill.
She’d always wondered, of course. How could you not? What would she hear? What would it smell like as she held its lifeless body in her jaws? Would she move quickly enough if her much smaller companion could flush it out from its cover?
She rang its neck and dropped it when asked. I looked it right in the beady dying eye and crushed its skull with my trusty rock hammer.
Apologies for taking most of 2011 off from le blog (unintentionally) but to make it up to you I have a list.
General Life Updates
-We have jobs.
-We are in love with our neighborhood.
-We still love shoes, cute animals, reading the news and science.
-There are lots of pictures to share from our ‘blabsence’ (blog absence).
To summarize: more coming soon.
…or at least it’s starting to feel that way. I swear it crops up in at least half the products I’ve obnoxiously checked since being tipped off by Mom. I did a little research on how they manufacture it; in some versions, yeast cells are exposed to a sodium chloride (salt) bath, which causes the poor little things to start pushing out all their water in a sort of extreme reverse osmosis. They blow themselves out— it’s called plasmoysis and looks a little like this:
I really hoped there’d be a decent informational yeast extract piece I could link to, but I got really disheartened from searching when the top thing on YouTube was a toast speed-painter’s tribute to Vegemite.
I sure do hate the Internet sometimes.