Give us this day our daily minimalism

i realize that most of you reading this (more like, the handful) aren’t really down with the whole off grid lifestyle. and that’s cool. to each his own. but that doesn’t mean you can’t get the knots out of your rope without solar panels, deep cell batteries, and an RV. i’m FAR from where i want to be in my quest to downsize, but i went from a 2000q ft home to a 750sq ft squatters lounge.

i gave away 80% of my furniture. GAVE. i had a $3k sofa i bought in san diego, first co-worker to show up and claim it got it. that was my beginning. think of it as Buhhdism: there self denial and total excess. find where in those two extremes you feel most comfortable with. i’ve been shedding as much of the “excesses” as i can: cable, net, tv, books, bed, pay bills. i’ve donated most of my food bank to local churches and started buying silver instead. found a nice place close by and he always has at least $500 in silver bars for me to buy (i usually buy about $150-200 worth each month).

look around your house, if you see something you haven’t touched in a year…..get rid of it. turn off the TV and read a book of substance. get off your ass and go for a walk, ride your bike, unplug from your home and connect with the real world. i’m not saying everyone should go off grid, but i do know most people need to recognize what’s truly important to them and nurture that (said important thing is subjective of course). read Siddhartha, or fight club. take the family out to dinner, take your boy to a ball game or your daughter to whatever the hell she’s into.

sorry. i don’t want to get soap-box in this bitch. but i think i made my point.

minimalism (as far as i’m concerned) is simply an absence of consumerism. if you have a roof over your head, food on your table, bills that are paid, and people that care for you…..yer styling. as for me, i have my little house, which will become a smaller house once my friend retires. of course it sucks that my cousin, who has +60 acres about 2 hours from NO lost everything in the floods a few weeks ago. but she said i can still park my shit on her land.

hopefully anyone reading this will find their little slice of bliss.

stay up.


Stuffed Chicken Breast

i LOVE this little dish. it’s simple and you can go fucking nuts with it as to the stuffing. first thing you’ll need is a chicken breast. lay out some cling wrap and cut the chicken breast in leaving about 1/4″ uncut. you’re just butterflying it- got it? place the cut side down on the cling wrap (please be sure to place the breast OPEN, hence “butterfly” moniker). then place another sheet of cling wrap over the bitterly’d breast. take a nice tenderizing mallet and pound the thicker portion flat to give a more even breast (it’ll cook more evenly and quicker). remove the top sheet of cling wrap.

now comes the fun part.

what do you stuff the breast with? i usually go with boudin, but last night i rocked some green onion sausage. i’d recommend it lain sausage, stuffing (recipe will come at the end of post), or any raw, uncooked sausage. place the stuffing at about 1/4″ on one side of the breast. then flip the unstuffed portion over the stuffed portion. from there you could simply season with whatever seasoning you’d like (i used blackened, chipotle, of buffalo wing powder- look for it in the gravy/seasoning packet section of you local grocery, OR EVEN OLD BAY). THE SEASONING is all up to your own palate. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmkay.

now….i LOATHE doing dishes. so i line a pizzq pan with foil, then fold/pinch/roll 2 4″ sheets of foil into thin mashed up rolls. you’ll probably need 2. these will keep the breast from sitting in it’s juices and cook the under portion of the breast more evenly. fold the “rolls” into a crude “C” shape and place bot C shaped rolls inside each other. basically you’re making a rudimentary grill rack. you want to keep the portion of the breast off the bottom of the past, let some air get underneath there.

normally, i’d give you the “cook at 375 for 30-45 minutes” spiel but if i’m going to cook, i’mma fucking cook. so take some bacon, lay one strip down at a time and overlap the bacon enough to cover the surface area of the stuffed chicken. place the chicken onto the bacon blanket and flip one side of the bacon over the chicken then fold the other side over. PLACE THE BACON FOLD SEAM DOWN on the foil rack you made. if you choose the bacon route then at this point add your seasoning and cook for the times listed above.

for an all purpose quick stuffing i’d recommend the following:
-2 1/2 cups seasoned bread crumbs
-1/4 cup olive oil
-1-2-3 TBS garlic powder or 2-3 finely chopped garlic gloves
-1 tsp crushed red pepper
-1/4 cup parmesan cheese
-1/8 cup raw oatmeal (optional)

combine ingredients in bowl and mix to form a paste like thickened mixture and use for stuffing. again, this is just FYI if you want to try something new, but i prefer the uncooked sausage/boudin route.

the ghetto foil “cooking rack”
foil

foods
nom nom nommers. c’est si bon.

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What Up?

i guess it would only be fair to update you on goings-on since i left jacksonville.

first, i’m back in NO living in what amounts to the fight club house which is one of the places my parents rent out. the previous tenants were evicted and they basically trashed the place. i cleaned it as best as i could be to be honest, i don’t give a fuck. i’ve had FAR worse accommodations. my boy gets out the navy in 2-3 months and he’ll be crashing here until we get shit squared away (i’ll extrapolate later).

i’m unemployed as fuck. that kinda sucked wet donkey balls at first b/c the navy fucked me on my disability pay. to compensate, i was going to school for welding and precision machining. i was copping $1500 a month for each semester. i got my level one welding cert and my NCCER core certificate. NCCER is just a cert to be able to be on a job site. basically a CPR card for construction work. buuuuuuuuuut, i dropped out. the program sucked and i was wasting my time.

that led to me being able to afford rent and bills while leaving about $250 for the rest of the month. needless to say that year+ was a tad stressful for me. i had to jump through hoop after hoop after hoop to get my PTSD covered. well, last month it FINALLY went through and i got a retroactive check for $23,000. i paid 3 months of rent and bills. but i was a fucking wreck before that went through. now between my pension and disability i don’t have to work any more. i’m going in tomorrow for a CT scan for my head since i tested positive for TBI. MO’ MONEY.

as for the going minimal thing; i gave 80% of my shit to a newly wed junior sailor. i’m STILL getting rid of shit though. as far as the property thing- my friend getting out of navy in a few months is also going to do the same thing. known him for 12 years. he’s in desert dwelling (29 palms) Marine Corpsman for just outside lake charles la. we’re going in on 3-5 acres in cajun country or possibly mississippi. all he wants to do is sleep late, fish, and hunt.

works for me.

he’s also read the same book i have on he’s all in. but can’t really plan anything until he gets his ass down here.

so there you go. i’m sitting pretty in NO sleeping late and i’m toying with the idea of a part time gig just to get out the house for a little while. eat, sleep, shit, walk Brody, take the mom to lunch once in a while, and go ride the bike to get some exercise. a far cry from the care free skirt chasing days of yore.

hopefully i didn’t put you to sleep.

stay up.


Lazy, Alive, and Retired

i was going to start a completely new blog but decided it’s too much work, so i’ll just resume posting here. i’ll write something longer and more relevant later but here all you need to know:

1- i’ll be posting my accent into minimalism (i’ve already started)

2- i SHAN’T be posting about women (dead horse)

3- posts will now be done daily, i’ll be taking a more Keoni approach of posting when i feel like it..

of course, all this is dependent on if you give 2 shits to read about whatever the hell i post.

 

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Evolution

elephant in the room: i got into a fight. not going into details, but will share something with you- i was totally ashamed of what i’d done. there was a time when i’d have bragged about it, but like i said that guys gone. but at the time of the fight, 2 months prior i went into deep isolation: avoid friends, not leaving the house, and not eating. my family was seriously worried.

other interesting news: i dropped out of school and quit looking for a job. told my mom, “i think i need to just concentrate on readjusting to civilian life and dealing with the PTSD.” personally, it took me a few days of thinking over after the fight.

what am i gonna do now? simple- nothing.

just get my shit together and deal with each day as it comes. not really much else i can do. how will i get money- pfft, that never gonna be an issue. but there’s more news you probably won’t believe- i quit drink out of where 2 weeks ago. ZERO beers, and i honestly have no desire to do so.

then today, just a few hours ago, i was at the VA. i saw mental health so could start on getting my disability fixed. i’m at 10%, i’m easily at 80%. however, what i’m not getting is retroactive. so the paltry 10% clocks in at $133.22. yup. i did the math and i HOPE to be getting $64822. well guess what mental health told me in the end.

“i think yo need to just concentrate on readjusting to civilian life and dealing with your PTSD. you’re not ready for school or work.” *facepalm*

i still plan on writing so don’t worry. i’ll do my best to get 2-3 post out a week.

latah brah.


Forgive

i’ve been away for a while. sorry. been going through a lot of shit. long story short- i’m quiting school.now i have a few months to figure out what i’m going to do.

if you really want to understand, watch last sunday’s episode of walking dead where eastmon explains PTSD to morgan. i put the tv on pause and cried……for a good 5 minutes. don’t know where i’m heading i just know there’s a road before me.

got into a fight last night. guy was unloading his groceries into his car and pushed his cart away.

it hit my car.

words were exchanged and

look who got popped

look who got popped

i walked away, he didn’t.

i’ll try and keep up with posts. sorry guys.

latah brah.


The Wire

sorry about the little lapse in posts. had kind of a rough week. ended up having to call the VA emergency line because i got severely depressed. just a lot of shit hit at once. i’m second guessing school, still can’t find a job, the VA is still dicking me around to fix my disability status from 10% to the 80% i deserve.

thank God this week is fall break and i only have school wed/thur, then i’m off for the rest of the week. had to sit and do a lot of introspection about the near future. it’s kind of odd; for the last 3 years all i could think about was getting out. and while i’m certainly not wanting to be back in the matrix, being out hasn’t been quite what i expected.

i guess i thought it would an easy transition, but…not so fast danny. lol.

point is, if i can deal with this bullshit….any of you can keep trudging along as well. see, told you the new writing isn’t going to be the yuk yuk slinging, girl chasing crap it used to be. i’m in flux, and that should be reflective in the writing.

maybe i’ll start walking around wal-mart for writing material. that might be funny. until then, sorry. but hey, at least i’m being honest.

latah brah.