Welcome back, all five of you who read GG: did you notice that things have changed?
The new motto is “aut facere aut mori,” which I translate from Latin to English as “make or die” or “do or die.”
Much like my sourdough recipes, this recipe’s usefulness is limited by the equipment you have on hand. However, you could very well make this outside of a bread machine. For the first time in three years, I don’t have a gas stove, and a countertop bread machine bakes better bread than an electric oven.
The bread machine doesn’t warm the apartment like the oven does, though!
This post may be best placed on my other blog, Cemetery Spelunking, but it bears mention here.
When TC and I went mountain bike camping a few weeks ago, one night we hung out with this older gentleman and his dog since they were the only other people at this remote camping spot. The old man kept playing classic rock and folk that neither TC or I knew (I like Pink Floyd and that’s about the extent of my classic rock knowledge). He kept saying, I want them to play this song at my funeral, playing songs by Cat Stevens, JJ Cale, Jim Crochee, and Lobo.
I don’t know what song I want played at my funeral, but I did hear this song recently on Pandora, “Without Faith” by ThouShaltNot. It’s perfect for a scene where I plan to kill off a major character in my novel (the fourth or fifth book, actually). Why should you give a rat’s ass about my killing off a character in a yet-unpublished series? You shouldn’t; I’m just talking about that which makes me happy, writing. Besides the obvious that the character is an atheist, it’s a haunting song, appropriate for death and dying. Maybe it’s not “up there” in terms of musical virtuosity (and who am I to judge, since I can barely sing or play bassoon and guitar?), but I like it and it gave me ideas for my art.
What song do you want played at your funeral?
When life gives you potatoes and failed curry, make curried mashed potatoes. (Yes, you can mess up making curry, even when you make it all the time.)