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I know everyone is feeling the pinch, so here’s few things that I like that are really cheap but also tasty:

Fruit iced milk

A nice healthy treat is blueberry iced milk.

Put some frozen blueberries in some milk and let the frozen blueberries freeze the milk. Voila. Tasty inexpensive treat.

I use 2% milk with a teaspoon of brown sugar added. I mix them together and use enough in each serving to completely cover the blueberries. I have these nice sized ramekins that are great for like pudding and cut fruit and whatever, and they’re perfectly sized for a serving of fruit iced milk added to a dinner plate as part of the meal.

I make the milk a little sweet because blueberries are self-contained. They freeze the milk and turn it that purple color, but the whole berries remain whole berries. They’re good to fish out and eat because while they’re still cold they will have defrosted back into being juicy.

If you want a more milder flavor, you can use frozen grapes. You still get a serving of tasty fruit, but your iced milk remains as whatever flavor you made it.

  • milk + brown sugar
  • milk + honey
  • milk + maple syrup
  • milk + sweetener + vanilla extract
  • milk + hot cocoa powder + frozen whole grapes
  • milk + strawberry syrup + frozen strawberries
  • milk + the juice from a can of peaches + the drained and frozen canned peaches

Iced milk doesn’t really freeze as solid as ice cream. And when it melts it returns to being milk you can drink rather than the slurry that is melted ice cream. But it’s a nice and refreshing treat if you don’t have ice cream, you want to eat something healthy, or if you have a child that wants dessert but who you don’t want to give a bunch of sugar to.

It’s an easy way to get a serving of milk and a serving of fruit. And you don’t have to have a blender or dirty up a bunch of dishes.

I like frozen fruit because it’s flash-frozen at the peak of freshness. You don’t have to pick through a package that might have bad berries at the bottom. And it lasts longer in the freezer than fresh fruit lasts in the fridge.

You can add some chia to your milk mix and let it sit for a minute or two for the chia to do their thing, then stir in your frozen fruit and let it sit for a few minutes to let the fruit defrost and the milk frost. The chia adds a nice texture–if it’s added right in without a chance to absorb milk, it remains seeds you can crack between your teeth. If it’s allowed to congeal, it gets a nice chewiness to it, and it help the milk remain thicker when it starts melting. It has like no flavor, but it give you some omega-3s, fiber, and nutrients.

"Is this pilaf?"-Wild Rice Pilaf

I sauté a pound of lean ground meat until the pink is gone then add some chopped onions and cook until they’re starting to go translucent. Then I add orzo pasta and a quick cook blend of wild rice and long grained white rice and sauté until the orzo gets a golden brown color. I use a small amount of canola oil, but you could use a different oil and/or some butter

There are some brands of wild rice that take like an hour to cook. Those are not the ones you want to use in any kind of one-pan recipe. Plus a pre-processed quick cook wild rice is good because you can use it right out of the container rather than having to sort it and wash it.

You could add some diced garlic, carrot, celery, bell pepper, jalapenos, some ginger, even some diced potato if you want more filler. You sauté everything until the orzo and rice grains are golden-brown, then you add your liquid–water or broth or canned tomatoes–and your seasonings, and you heat it to a simmer, then you cover it and turn it to low. You let it cook for 15 minutes, then stir it and check if your orzo and rice are cooked. If they’re still hard, add some water and let it cook an extra few minutes. Then you shut it off and let the pan stand covered for 5 minutes before serving.

For flavoring my homebrew Rice-a-Roni, it depends on the type of meat I use or the taste I’m craving at the minute.

  • bouillon
  • broth
  • garlic powder
  • onion powder
  • soy sauce
  • ginger powder
  • paprika
  • oregano
  • chopped green onion
  • mushrooms

Ground chicken or pork–For a potsticker flavor, you could add soy sauce, oyster sauce, ginger, cooking wine, garlic, onion, white pepper. Add some minced onion, minced carrot, minced celery, and minced green cabbage while cooking to really get that potsticker flavor. And if you wanted, when you’re giving it a stir and checking if it’s done, you can top it with shredded cabbage, then cover the pan and turn off the heat and let stand for 5 minutes. Then when you open it and stir the rice, the shredded cabbage is mixed through, but you don’t get that boiled cabbage effect. (Some good last minute additions are spinach, baby bok choy, broccoli florets, bean sprouts.)

Ground beef–Beef bouillon, paprika, salt, pepper, ground garlic, ground onion, oregano. You can add some frozen vegetables like frozen corn or frozen carrots or frozen green beans about five minutes into the rice cooking. Stir the frozen vegetables in then recover; you may have to cook the rice a few minutes longer than 15 minutes as it has to come back up to cooking temperature.

Using a can of tomatoes adds a tang to the flavor. And if you add peppers, you can get a Spanish rice flavor happening that pairs well with some lime juice, diced olives, and chopped green onions. Eat it with some cooked beans and maybe a garden salad with shredded cheese and salsa instead of salad dressing.

You could choose sausage or diced ham or whatever leftover meat. With Cajun seasoning you can make a jambalaya flavor. With taco seasoning you can get a Hamburger Helper flavor. Powdered milk and sour cream can make a Swedish meatball flavor.

And like most any savory food, adding some nutritional yeast after you’ve turned off the heat can add some extra nutrition. Though if you’ve never had nutritional yeast, it has kind of a yeasty smell to it–like bready almost. A few tablespoons added to soups, mac and cheese, gravy, spaghetti sauce, whatever strong flavored food, nobody will even notice it’s there, but you’ll know that you added at least one healthy ingredient.

Self-rising flour and Greek yogurt

If you’ve got self-rising flour, mix it with plain Greek yogurt and stir it together. Now you’ve got a base for making flat bread or donuts or a bunch of other things.

If you don’t have self-rising flour, you can make your own by mixing together 1 cup all-purpose flour, 1-1/2 teaspoons baking powder, and 1/4 teaspoon salt.

Mixing equal amounts self-rising flour and plain Greek yogurt, form a dough. Roll it into balls or shape rings that you can either bake in the oven, fry in oil, or you can air fry them in a single layer for 7 minutes at 350-degrees Fahrenheit.

You can add some sugar to your dough when you make it, or once you’ve cooked the donuts, roll them in powdered sugar or dip them in a glaze.

You can use different combinations of self-rising flour and plain Greek yogurt as the base to make bread rolls, pizza dough, bread sticks, brownies, a loaf of bread, pancakes, waffles, cinnamon rolls, fried chicken batter, cinnamon twists, muffins. All kinds of things.

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An Elderly Lady is Up to No Good at Amazon

This blog does have a lot of stuff that doesn’t appear elsewhere, but my Patreon also has a lot of stuff, and I’ve really been post-posting on my YouTube.

I make a lot of videos of me typing stuff.

Blog posts. Fiction. Commentaries. Just whatever I usually type, a lot of which I keep to myself. But now I’m old and I’m tired and I guess every human has the desire to be known after they’re gone.

I’m honestly scared those people are going to kill us all. Or it will be like "V for Vendetta" where she was in her mid-to-late twenties but she had never known a world that was different than the bleakness she lived in.

She had no clue or concept that she was living in a cage. Fed just enough knowledge to be kept alive, like a parrot getting it’s water and food replaced.

A parrot loves fruit and nuts and all kinds of different food.

Yet some people just feed them birdseed.

They love water and being clean.

Yet people have them living in metal cages lined with newspaper. Maybe some wood shavings if they’re lucky. Having their cages cleaned once a week.

And he was like the old bird luring away the younger bird and showing it a memory of what life is supposed to be. And his methods were brutal and cruel, but she was able to survive and later is allowed to be free.

And she learned about happiness from memories that got left behind. Diaries and books and words and pictures and videos and loud statements of "I AM ALIVE!"

The joyous life, the seeping fear, the cruel handling, the unfair death. All because they loved each other. Because they wanted to be together.

It’s a painful watch if there’s no final vindication had. The idea that humanity just continues living forward into a cyberpunk future that techbros are masturbating about. Because they all fantasize about being "Diamond Jack," standing at the head of the world, unbreakable, boundless, ALPHA breeder male.

And the only way they can see themselves as being top-dogs of the world are if everyone else is subjugated.

Your super cool castle in the sky ala "Altered Carbon," with your mind kept alive for millennia inside a storage device that can be loaded into different bodies, doesn’t mean much if other people aren’t jealous of all that you have. That they can’t live as long as you with as much money and stuff as you.

I still remember a 1980s/1990s science fiction novel I read when I was young. It was a battered old paperback, but the words jumped off the page and burrowed their way into my brain.

The main character is a hit man. He’s hired to make a kill, so he goes to the body rental place and he rents a body to use for the assassination. But then when he comes back, he finds out that the shopkeeper rented out his body to some uninvolved nobody guy. Like, someone forgot to put a "LEAVE THIS ONE HERE" tag on his body.

And for the assassination, he rented a beat up body. A not ugly but not good looking body that’s a bit overweight and has funny tastebuds kind of body.

Meanwhile his real body is a top 100%. The nobody guy splurged all his savings to rent a top-class body for like a week.

So the assassin puts on the nobody’s body and chases down his body to get it back. Shows up in time to keep the nobody from getting killed because the assassin is Very Famous in certain circles. He spends a lot of time wearing costumes to hide his real face.

And I don’t remember the rest of the story, but that scenario has always stuck in my head.

The idea that someone else could just walk away with your body.

I read the Wild Cards series when I was young too. Blaise being buttfucked by that old pedophile to gain a bodysnatching power… I think he ended up killing the guy once everyone in his gang had been "given" the power to bodysnatch? I remember the guy ends up getting killed by someone. And after that no more bodysnatchers can be made.

I have to wonder if that guy really had to buttfuck people to give them the ability to bodyswap. What if the whole time he could have done it with a handshake?

Like, a lot of the Wild Cards books were about characters that can only use their powers in a certain way because they have mental hang ups that keep them from freely using their abilities.

Mark having to use his different chemical mixes to transform into his other personalities. BUT one of the guys he hangs out with casually dropped the info that at some point like 20 years ago when they were hanging out, Mark got really high and transformed into some guy that The Sleeper had never seen before and was never seen since. And that made Mark start wondering about his powers in a way he never had before.

I think I remember in the first book, Mark was just a straight-edge chemistry nerd that tried LSD for the first time. And he transformed for the first time. And after that he became a hardcore long-term drug user because he can make different chemical combinations that will turn him into different superpowered people.

Mark’s ex-wife accidentally burning her hand, and Mark turning into Jack Flash who is able to draw the heat out of new burns and heal the skin. And "Do you drink coffee? Then you use drugs." Those are core memories for me.

So I’ve seen the horror of bodyswap scenarios.

Rich people don’t think they will have body dysmorphia when they switch to completely different bodies. And so they don’t think people being terrified of that prospect are worth caring about.

"I’m so brave and strong and AMAZING that there’s no way it will faze me to see a strange face in the mirror every day. To touch a different cock attached to my body. To have foods not taste the way they’re supposed to, because everybody’s tastebuds are different."–Like, as people get older they begin craving the flavors of their youth. So imagine never being able to taste something you really want ever again because your body doesn’t possess the tastebuds that gave you that elusive flavor sense?

You will always wish for something you will never have again.

You will crave something with no way to sooth that wanting.

And I don’t know why that’s a future rich people want.

Where you will think about things from your past, and the nostalgia-filter will make it seem so amazing and good, as though happiness is in touching distance, as long as you can experience that whatever again.

The taste of pumpkin pie. The refreshing sour sweetness of lemon bars. The way ice cream tastes when you eat it right out of the container in the middle of the night. Spicy chicken wings with that pervasive vinegary scent. The soup you’d eat when you were a child sick home from school with a cold.

Sometimes I get a craving for Vienna Sausages. Those super processed skinless sausages that mush in your mouth. I’ll think of the remembered flavor of them, and I’ll think that I want them. But then when I’ll buy a can, it’s like "Oh yeah. These are not as good as I remember." And every few years I’ll forget and start craving them again.

Because I ate them at some point in my childhood and my brain associated that flavor profile with "happiness."

"Vienna Sausages = tasty" is a core memory for me. And it’s really hard to rewrite mental childhood associations because that stuff is firmly entrenched. It’s the basis on which the whole of a person’s mind is built upon.

So yeah. I don’t think bodyswapping is going to go as well as rich people think it will. And I don’t think the world has to be destroyed so that a cyberpunk future can happen.

Like, you can create a grungy grimy city experience if you have enough money. People would probably like to go there and have a lot of fun living a cyberpunk lifestyle. As long as they could go home afterward, they’d probably have a great time.

But forcing everyone to really live that kind of pre-apocalyptic dystopian lifestyle just so you can be the fanciest dressed at the party?

We are not your playthings. We are human beings.

We can pick locks.

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Prairie Fires at Amazon

I really like watching commentary videos about social media trends. Like, I guess people are going crazy making "boo baskets" for their friends and loved ones.

It’s fun to see just how uncreative people can be.

It went from people making personalized baskets for particular people in their lives, to people paying other people to come and decorate their houses in "fall fashion." And they order premade boo baskets online, showing that they love their loved ones so much that they outsource the personalization to a stranger!

It’s hilarious.

Someone went out of their way to put a lot of thought and care into making the first boo basket. People saw it online and were like "That’s so amazing and clever. I want to do that." And from there it ends up being an orgy of overconsumption.

People are spending $1000 on a basket. $1000!

For what?

Crap.

And then when all the economic bubbles start really popping, those people are going to be regretting that they spent all that money they could have saved and used for things they actually needed.

I’m sorry, but the resale value of painted foam ghost statues is next to nothing. It’s definitely not worth the $40 you spent.

I like the idea of making a basket of nice things for someone you care about. I like the idea of someone putting real thought and care into making something that’s intended for a particular person.

But when people go over the top with their basket stuffing and their holiday decorating and they’re just buying so much stuff?

It’s very tasteless.

And when you film yourself doing it and you’ve got those crazy eyes happening… I don’t think you’re creative. I think you have a serious spending problem.

Rather than leaning into trends that aren’t going to last very long, why not be more creative? Why not come up with your own style instead of just borrowing ideas from other people?

It’s not just the holiday overconsumption. Or the "decorating my dorm room" overconsumption. Or the "beige mom" thing.

It’s people lacking creativity and a sense of self.

If you don’t have your own personality and personal style… You should not be giving in to the lure of spending money to borrow someone else’s creativity.

Spend all that money finding your own vision. Your own point of view. Your own things that you can like and love and want to have and keep forever.

People are just filling landfills at this point.

Stop the overconsumption trends. It’s gross. And it doesn’t just damage the environment, it damages the human psyche.

And I think that’s what AI is too.

It’s people that lack the creative spirit to try making things for themselves. They are so afraid of being judged and found wanting, that they would rather outsource their personality to an unfeeling machine. One that is well-known for hallucinating and offering bad advice.

Humanity is in trouble. But individual people can at least try to save themselves and the people they care about.

Before it’s too late.

~Harper Kingsley

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All Systems Red at Amazon

Ugh. My cat is lucky she’s so cute because… UGH!

For like the last two days I’ve been tracking down an awful smell in my room. It was getting stronger and stronger and it was driving me crazy that I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from.

It was such a strong stink that I felt like I could taste it. I was honestly concerned that the smell was sticking to my skin, it was that bad.

If you’ve ever smelled a dead thing, you know how powerful that stink can be.

So anyways, I look all over the place, can’t figure it out. It finally got to the point where I was thinking that maybe a rat had died in the walls or something and it was seeping in through to my room.

But nope. Turns out my precious baby cat had a tiny dead mouse hidden in her blanket. Which was on my bed.

She had a dead mouse on my bed!

It was so small, and that’s why I didn’t see it. But I am fucking horrified

But anyways, I washed all my bedding in the hottest water manageable and the stink is gone. The dead mouse went into the garbage can. Problem solved.

It’s just that it makes me think of all those zombie movies where someone will come across a dead body and be like "Wow, I really like that jacket." And then the next scene is the person walking around wearing the jacket they took off a days old corpse.

And it’s like, "Bitch, you didn’t even wash that coat. It must smell absolutely rank."

Zombie world must be terrible smells all the time. And even if the zombie virus somehow magically means the bodies aren’t rotting and spreading disease everywhere they go… The smell has got to be absolutely atrocious.

~Harper Kingsley

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