“I’d eat healthy but everything tastes so bland. I need flavour.”
I had heard this, or similar phrases, long enough. I was sick of it. It infuriated me. Healthy eating has never been about denying yourself good tasting things. It’s about educating yourself on how to make tasty things with healthier ingredients. Sigh. I swear some days I’d be better off just smashing my head against the wall repeatedly. Continue reading
So many things in this life are subjective.
It wasn’t too long ago I was enjoying some downtime on a lowsec terrestrial world. This particular world was only about 30% water based which left for a thin atmosphere and given its far proximity from the system’s sun, most natural water bodies were frozen most of the year.
One evening I paid an unbelievable amount of ISK for a local delicacy, something I would’ve paid ten times less for on a more bountiful planet. Supply and demand at its best. I only hoped it tasted worth the price.
It did. Continue reading
I stood over him, drenched in blood spatter, my one eye swollen shut from such intense swelling that I could feel it crushing the orb, threatening my vision permanently.
I was panting heavily, my bare chest heaving up and down from the sheer exertion of survival, ignoring the fire of my own wounds. Continue reading
There must always be a balance in life. It can’t always be all work, always discipline. That’s enough to drive me insane. Me too. Continue reading
Short and sweet today, just like me. Big, bulky, annoying salad containers – we’ve all used them, right? How many have spilled dressing or had the top pop off? There must be a better way. Guess what? There is, and it’s been around longer than any salad container. Mason jars. Continue reading
One of my favourite ships to fly, the Stabber. A fleet of Stabbers can be devastating. Never underestimate Minmatar engineering.
Granted, we’re not building spaceships today, and these Stabbers are nowhere near as good for your health, but sometimes it’s good just to have a little fun, and these Stabbers deliver, with pictures!
Meat is good. Never doubt that. Something I learned being raised amongst the Amarr aristocracy, however, was how very easy it could be to give into excess and gluttony. So many overweight, out of shape, vain, fat Amarr. I sometimes wonder how they ever managed to enslave us in the first place. Anywho …
Live a balanced life, even if it’s an immortal one. Continue reading
It often amazed me how malnourished most pod pilots looked. Relying on their tube fed protein goop for sustenance, many of us had alienated ourselves from our own humanity, from the enjoyments that came from the simpler things in life. Things like a good stew. Continue reading
“You hungry, handsome?” she said to me the morning after as my bleary eyes tried to focus.
“Sure thing. Hoe cakes.” I replied, still trying to get my mouth to enunciate properly.
“What did you just say?” she quipped back, a hint of anger in her voice.
I rubbed my eyes, sitting up in my narrow bed. That had been a fun night’s adventure. “I said yeah, I’m hungry. Please make some hoe cakes.”
“Oh.” she answered, all cheery again.
Sometimes it was good to play all innocent. Continue reading
Another cookie recipe. I had a weakness for cookies. Being fit had never been about denying myself. What kind of masochist did people think I was? No, a healthy lifestyle was about enjoying foods to their fullest, but in a natural way, minimizing the additives, preservatives and other toxins that entered my body. Continue reading
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