Jimmy Weasel

The Dutch Hunter

Fellow Wax Conspirator and Journeyman of a thousand Dutchmen, Jimmy first cut his teeth in the cut-throat world of low budget Hollywood extravanga better known to extreme movie buffs as Race the Sun. In this finely made vehicle for renewable energy alternatives, The Weasel gave it his all as the learned blur seen in all but too brief a moment in one of the many scenes in the film.

To those who know him best, he will always be remembered for the quote, "There's nowhere to print."

That is not to say that the man known as Jimmy Weasel is fulfilling the endgame role of a corpse in one of the fine mortuaries in Sydney, Australia. Nor does it denote the fate of the blade in which Duckman holds so valiantly.

Citing such lumninaries as Hunter S. Thompson and Fydor Dostoyevsky as idols, there will hardly be a time in which Jimmy can be so insincere.

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Homebrew Diary - Wheatbeer of misery

If what can turn a foul mood around becomes the harbinger of the foul mood, what happens next? Turn it into a learning experience. And when that learning curve makes a late break over the plate, you'd better start to swing away.

Sunday, November 5, 2006

Homebrew Diary - Blackrock IPA + Hops

It doesn't take a big man to admit that he drinks. It takes a big man to get wasted and perform impromptu sermons naked from a balcony; raving upon the ravages of the insanity of stata bylaws and noisy offspring in adjoining arpartments...

Saturday, November 4, 2006

Homebrew Diary - Barrel of Blackrock Pale Ale

The journey toward enlightenment need not begin in any particular direction so much as that it needs to begin at all - and if you create your own beery reality with which to illuminate yourself, enlightenment can indeed glass you in the jaw in the comfort of your own bathtub.

Thursday, September 7, 2006

Kitchen Antics - Sweet/Sticky/Spicy Pork Stirfry

80% alliterative. Deliberate? Subconsciously. All normal thought stolen by the weight and treachery of the outdoor world. A world where a boy has to battle all manner of foes armed to the teeth just to find the time to get back into the kitchen where he belongs.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Kitchen Antics - The Mushroom and Salami Incident

If you cook naked, and you get burned, then you're a chump, and I'll throw my empties at you from my balcony. Goddamnit, boy! Put some pants on and cook like a grown-up!

Saturday, April 1, 2006

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Kitchen Antics - The Chilli & Garlic Chicken Stir Fry: Als de tijd uw vijand is en u geen tijd om hebt te verspillen door dingen in de verkeerde orde te doen, bereid me omhoog door één van de bieren voor te drinken zoals afgeslagen uw groenten, zwengel de muziek aan, en organiseer uw sausen.
Kitchen Antics - The Octopus Pasta: The octopus is a cephalopod of the order Octopoda that inhabits many diverse regions of the ocean, especially coral reefs. The term may also refer to only those creatures in the genus Octopus. In the larger sense, there are 289 different octopus species, which is over one-third the total number of cephalopod species. One thing is for certain - these buggers are tasty.
Kitchen Antics - Joy of the Baked Apple: Who likes apples? Most people. Combine those people with more people and you've got a large-ish crowd. Then what happens? It's a mystery; like life. Like apples - nature's pudding just waiting for an oven, and a daring savage with a knife.
Kitchen Antics: The Peanut Curry: Once again we take a trip to Spicytown through the shiftiest back streets a blind taxi driver could steer through. Staggering out to admire the tastes and the sights and the smells while trudging through the debris strewn about an unkempt street we find our hero nipple deep in thoughts about nothing in particular...
Kitchen Antics: Lentils of Fiery Doom: Some like it hot, while others, well, don't. This dish, unlike revenge, is best served warm, or even hot, and is ideal for anyone who likes to eat. Guard your kitchen against all who would invade it with a sharp knife and careful eyes...
Kitchen Antics: The Schnitzel to Fear: Fever dreams in the cuisine world - dancing topless on the tables of established kitchen methodologies and drinking homebrew from the bottle while watching Iron Chef and screaming at the moon... this, friends, is the only way to be.
The Cape Coast Caper (#1): The day? January 26. The time? Common 4|4. We came, and saw, and were made aware of the savage history that is Ghana's coastline; formerly the Gold Coast....
The Akosombo Dam Adventure: "Later, i'll show you the dam site." the guide uttered. I replied "i'll bet that's a damn site downstream", thinking it amusing at the time.
"yes. the dam site. enjoy the boatride". There is no room in Ghana for wordplay...
World Views & Observations: World views obtained through travel; strange thoughts and odd tangents awash in a sea of change and dirty laundry. Written by a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the dusty welcome mat and woe betide all who stand downwind...
FINIS: the 1st theory of the end of the world: Strange ramblings that make sense to few, and have relevance to nothing and no-one. These are indeed strange times; the landscape bleak in all directions. The wind of change blows icy with fear and impending chicanery. Who is your daddy?
Death of the P2P era: Long overdue delving into the seedy underbelly of worldwide file transfer. Stay tuned for updates on more technical aspects and future developments in these dark days of fileswap decay.

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