Two Things With Which I Am Intimately Familiar

I just got back from Costco. Good news: the beef is still cheap. They have boneless rib eye loaf for $5.99 per pound.

Got home and checked out Weather Underground (sounds like a candidate for favorite site of Michelle Obama), and it looks like invest 94L has decided to punish me for making fun of hurricane season. It jumped up to 60 miles per hour today, and it is expected to manage a hard right turn, just for the purpose of getting at me and knocking the plantains off my trees.

One bright aspect of the situation: right now, the projected path is a straight line that puts me right in the north eyewall when the storm hits. That’s good, because these things never take straight lines. Although this one might manage, if it thought it had a shot at me.

The computer models say it won’t be anywhere near me, but the forecasters have decided otherwise, possibly indicating that someone has alerted them to the fact that I ridicule them every year.

By the way, Fay ended up near Pensacola, proving once again that nothing draws tropical cyclones like Ward Brewer. The government should pay him to move to a shack on the Yucatan Peninsula. I kind of wish he were in Denver today.

I don’t think the storm will be a problem for me. But it will probably bring us more rain, just when I was hoping to see the humidity go below 70% for ten or fifteen minutes.

I found a weird item at Costco. Premade falafel balls. I had to try it. You nuke them. They’re made by some vegetarian company, no doubt staffed by smelly faux-socialist hippies. But falafel is something hippies are actually capable of doing right, unlike brushing teeth, looking for work, or applying deodorant. Still, I don’t recommend them. I just ate a few. It’s not that they’re bad. It’s that they’re not particularly good. They have no spiciness to them. Falafel should have some heat, damn it.

Costco has Frank’s Red Hot sauce in what appear to be half-gallon jugs. Now I know where to go when I want to make wings. Frank’s is one of those moderately cheesy products I like in spite of its cheesiness. If you like weak but fairly tasty hot sauce–a good thing, because you can apply a ton–Frank’s is a fine choice.