Lemmy

Soup Not For The Faint (F)hearted

Bowl of Soup Decided to make one of my large generic vegetable soups today which end up very tasty and nutritious and last a few days… I summarised my dietary situation and guessed my phenylalanine levels would be high as I’d eaten some fish, tut tut… I have an amino acid supplement tyrosine, which I take as it battles with phenylalanine across the blood brain barrier and as my levels would be high I decided to add some of this apparently tasteless powder to my soup. Oops! it tasted bloody awful, what a waste of all those veges, let alone time and preparation. So I did what the Indians do when meat has been lying rotting on the plains in the middle of summer and they want to eat it, I used a whole (nearly) jar of hot curry paste, added some garlic, tomato puree and extra seasoning. It seemed to do the trick and was actually reasonably palatable. Having had a couple of large bowls today I’m beginning to get the full effect though, it’s a good job I’m on my own and don’t smoke.

3 comments December 10th, 2007

Am I Strange?

Is it possible for your neurons to rearrange overnight? If so, I can sleep in peace knowing that it’s not at all weird to go to bed with positive plans and ambitions for the following day’s activities, only to wake the following morning feeling like going on a balloon ride over the Himalayas. One thing I know people can rely on me for is my unpredictability, but it doesn’t really help me much, I can try and think of a way of putting my unreliability into a positive perspective but anything that involves routine, strict time-keeping, or meeting deadlines I eventually find excruciatingly tedious beyond the realms of the imagination. One thing I am actually doing at the moment is sticking to my PKU diet (a diet in which if I eat over a certain amount of protein, creates a chemical imbalance in my brain and can cause all the effects I seem to display) which is unrelenting in tedium, but tends to give me a more steady mood and an ability to concentrate better, we’ll see what the longer term benefits will be the future.

2 comments December 4th, 2007

A Bit Wet.

I’m thinking of going out for a walk, it’s absolutely hammering down with gusts of 45 mph and getting windier. It’s not new for me venture out in these extremes, if ever there’s a massive thunderstorm looming, I jump in the car and head for the downs, I even went out at 4am during the peak of the 1987 hurricane which although was very exciting, got bit scarey. I was unable to reach the beach to witness the swell as the spray was phenominal. As I headed home, I was being sandblasted by dust from the road (yes there was no rain!) and I had to seek refuge in a bus shelter.

1 comment December 2nd, 2007

Poky.

I’ve been pondering why there are so many different meanings for the word “Poky!” (also Pokey).

*Confined
*Smelly
*Powerful
*Slow
*Shabby
*Someone who…pokes a lot?
*Prison (Pokey) american

You could own a shabby car that has plenty of torque but is slow, is small inside and stinks a bit.
Or that’s poky and poky but a bit poky and inside is poky and poky.
For some reason an old Tractor owned by an incontinent Farmer came to mind then?

1 comment December 1st, 2007