Saturday, October 22, 2011

Not like that

Don't you hate when you prepare some(food) for someone, and you make it a certain way, to be enjoyed a certain way, and they just mess it all up because they gotta do it their way, and totally ignore the your serving suggestion?
Take my curry-flavored turkey burgers for instance.. They're best enjoyed with some (spicy/brown) mustard on a wheat bun. I might serve it to someone and, before they even taste it, they decide to slather ketchup all over it... I can't stand that! And it's not that she doesn't like mustard..but she just spurns my suggestion and then will wonder why it doesn't taste so good....
If you're gonna put ketchup all over it, then you want some other burger - NOT my curry-flavored turkey burger! So go 'head with that. Keep it movin....
Mr. Rodney Lee Jones Jr.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Lamb Burgers with herbed yogurt

Served 6
1 small onion, peeled
1.5 in. Fresh ginger
4 large garlic cloves peeled
2 cups fresh cilantro
2-3 green chilies chopped or up to 1 teasp red chili powder
1 lb ground lamb
.75 teasp ground cumin
1.5 teasp garam masala
1 rounded teasp salt
1 large egg
2 slices thickly sliced whited bread, crumbed(or enough to bind well)
2 tablsp veg oil + extra for oiling

Herbed yogurt:
1.5 cups Greek-style yogurt
3 cups fresh cilantro leaves
1 handful fresh mint leaves or 1 tablsp good dried mint
1-2 green chilies
Salt to taste
.5-1 teasp fresh ground black pepper

To serve:
Buns, lettuce/spring mix, sliced plum tomatoes, large onion slices (rings)

Directions:
Chop/mince th onion, ginger, garlic, cilantro and green chilies. Add to th ground meat along w/ remaining ingredients.

Shape into six burgers and chill for 20 minutes or until you want to eat. Take out 30 minutes before cooking.

Meanwhile, mix together all th ingredients for the herbed yogurt and season to taste.

Heat th oven/broiler and cook burgers on a well-oiled baking sheet/broiler pan for 10 minutes, turning them halfway through. Add th buns to th oven for 3-4 minutes before th burgers come out.

Serve in warmed buns on th bed of greens, tomato and onion rings with a heaping spoonful of th herbed yogurt on top.

Yummmm
Mr. Rodney Lee Jones Jr.

Oven-fried chili chicken

1.75 lbs. Chicken, skinned and forked all over
3 tablsps veg. Oil
.25 teasp ea.: salt and freshground bl.pepper
.75 teasp ground cumin
4 slices of white bread crumbed
1 large egg beaten
1 lemon cut into wedges to serve

Marinade:
1.25 in fresh ginger
9 large garlic cloves
2-4 green chilies sans seed and membranes
1 teasp ea: salt, garam masala
1 tablesp lemon juice
2 tablesp veg oil

Blend marinade ingredients into paste and place in nonmetallic bowl. Add chicken and coat well in th paste. Leave in fridge for couple hrs or over night. Bring to room temp before cooking.

Preheat oven to 425. Pour oil in a roasting pan large enough to accomodate chicken in one open layer. Place pan on a high shelf in th oven to heat up for 15 minutes.

Mix th salt, black pepper, and cumin into bread crumbs. Take chicken out of th marinade letting excess drip off, roll in th spicy crumbs, ensuring an even coating on all sides. Dip into the egg and add a second coating of the crumbs.

Place th chicken in th oiled roasting pan and cook for 20 minutes. Then lower the oven temp to 400F, turn th chicken over and cook another 15-25 minutes (depending on size of th joints) or until cooked through. Serve fresh from the oven with lemon wedges.
Mr. Rodney Lee Jones Jr.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Even Time is Money

Note for example the ways in which the great professional vocations of the West - lawyers, journalists, academics, doctors - have been co-opted and corrupted by bottom line thinking. Money and "efficiency" are the values by which we stand, not law, truth or health. Students are imagined as "customers", citizens as "stakeholders".
[...]
In the US, and increasingly even in Europe, the income differential between the poor and the wealthy already resembles that of banana republics.

An Economics textbook I read somewhere described economics as "the study of the way people interact with each other" or something to that effect. Of course, it's usually defined with regard to the production and distribution of wealth, or goods and services... However the term apparently derives from Greek roots, roughly translating to "the rules of the household, or the rules of management of a household (or administration)..."
So, in a sense, the policies of our home reflect the politics or our interactions with people beyond our home.
And the "bottom line thinking" that Barkawi says has prevailed in a Western-dominated (capitalist) world: this thinking seems to have corrupted each generation more than the previous, so it's no surprise that people will silently ignore and endure the unjust suffering and neglect of others, "as long as I got my own..." Look at the delays in the recent US debt debacle. Then I try to fathom what motivates violent flash-mobbing youth... Humankind seem increasingly disaffected and even irrationally selfish.
"Money is the root of all evil."
"Mo' money, mo' problems."
It's true, too, as far as I can tell, that "few today in the West can imagine any other politics than those of big money": Big money apparently led us headlong into recession, has stifled our recovery, and seems to dictate the government of the Land of the Free. Money talks, and people will listen. Big money talks, and people will "shut up, obey, and collaborate in the dark work of exploitation for profit, for which they will be well rewarded, at least financially..."
What it all means: alienation from each other disaffected neighbor, and yet (or thus) an inflated sense of self-importance (collectively) has turned our interactions into more and more of a mathematical equation.
A better way seems so simple: we must throw away the notion of being motivated by "What can I get out it", and instead consider more enthusiastically "What can I put into it?"

If our social interactions are going to be quantitized, let's focus on increased value (+)

How is this done you may ask? Let me come back to that later (eyes blurring)

Sunday, July 31, 2011

FINDING SILENCE

Listening carefully to every word,
Studying also the phraseology of intervals,
The poignant pause, abiding; Confidence.

Providing: A Vessel, a valet at the vestibule,
Or, as quiet as a librarian or the lobby in the morning,
especially on Sundays.

And Still, a ticking time bomb in the square
waiting peacefully until the fateful moment it may exude its artful potential,
thwarting the innocent, the guilty, the bystanders.

Or Witness the wittiness,
as She keeps on passing me by,
wandering and troubled, a silent scent.

And so i sit and inhale the silence sent,
Breathing forgetfulness, exhaling memories...
managing to fight the urge
to play that song,
as the words don't make sense anymore.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

SEOwizardry

Sooo.....

If you Google 'Apple Tutors', we're the top search result.

That's exciting to MEE!


-rodnificent, SEO

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Musings of a Web Programmer

So I was just thinking that... Facebook is to forums as Twitter is to chat rooms as Tumblr is to the contemporary web.
Meaning:
On Facebook, you can have a thread on a topic (based on a post or status msg), just like a forum.
Whereas to follow a tweeted discussion of a topic would be like trying to do the same in a chatroom, except with Twitter you're most likely to be reading that conversation in reverse chronological order.
While Tumblr makes it easy for ANYone to have their own website with their own content... but then, that's everywhere: so many of today's web apps enable end users to collect, maintain, manipulate and distribute diverse digital content (Facebook, Twitter, and blogspot, for instance).
Content management systems.

And now it's looking like touch screen tablets may soon supplant the laptop for lay use; power users will still need, i think, the desktop style computer terminal and its keyboard for at least another half century (50 years is an arbitrary, rather uneducated guess).

What will come after that? I still believe it's only a matter of time before the computer enters the body; a separate screen will no longer be needed: it will broadcast images and messages straight to our consciousness. Close your eyes and imagine that.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Dream Log

I had a dream last night that I had somethin my eye. It didn't seem to bother me but it was obstructing my vision... I looked in the mirror and I could it there, but I was reluctant to try to remove it. My eye loomed large. The foreign object seemed sinister. I don't remember if I removed it...

Mr. Rodney Lee Jones Jr.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

R! (do th math\.e)

i'm Ready(lee)
4thee Right now,
but undeRstand
How theRe would be
no(ne)
(w()R*the(e)
aRound...

nd I'm blu nbRown about town...
k**win ii (\r)
gits DOWN! (Fa ma cRown)
+mfull o'fiiRe
..nd as such eteRn-
al(lee) desiRe
....heR(s) ..thus it's
1)+(r(search) = nvain
(Na_cissisticalistica_essentialism o_ sensualism)
"But I digRess."
-fRom R (sleep)

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Go! In the name of love....

"Here I come..."
This year has taught me the true value and meaning of sacrifice. I've also understood the price of the vice of selfishness.
Many of my recent (major) decisions as well as my current occupation(s) have been the execution of promises...assumption to loyalty...submission to responsibility. I'm still encoding it because I really am a discrete person, and who knows who's reading this (most likely, I KNOW who(ever's) reading this...but none of us KNOWS.....WHO's reading this).

But here I am and there I go, mostly for the sake of those towards whom I feel a strong and persistent sense of duty (and always will)... Family, students, colleagues, clients... And when I do get some time to be free, I usually seek to spend it with my love.... who yet remains absent...but I am thinking of you now, and I wrote this just for you. I am for ever at your Service.

So here I go again,,, in the name of...

Friday, May 6, 2011

Friday night contemplative

"So.. I say good byyye with no regrets.. " She's singin so beautifully...in this west philly desert lounge. old school. Now: '....I been here before.... Call it deja-vu.....' R.I.P. Teena
Now that I'm back home, I find myself wondering how different I'd probably be if I'd never left.
I think that's mainly because I'm lovin it so much, but only now understanding the costs of all that time away from those most dear, all who love me most...plus of course I'm gittin into all this philly soul,-: it soothes and includes me.....
Y las cosas seran como son, y que sera sera. Mi musica ignites and excites me, keeps me going and stays with me, massages my mind with its messages divinely human.
Now NOW... I'm simply planning, building for the future...:my people must be prepared.
&You know I'm ready......for you, my love


Mr. Rodney Lee Jones Jr.

living for the eyes of love

don't change don't change girrlll
stay as sweet as you are baby.....

sometimes i feel like i've
let you down in the biggest way...

and when i went away and stayed..
could i ever come back from that?

but stay as sweet as you are girl
and everything will surely be fine

and if you ever need me
i'll be right there

Monday, April 18, 2011

home is where the heart is

i love being home

Sunday, April 10, 2011

The 5th Annual Passion Exposition (Summary)

Desire strong enough to fill a page-

It is now and always time to debate the actualism of our this nowandneve.
Again i resound with them-ness - under and in-me;__

Desire, strong enough to lift a tree trunk- that is what MUST propel us to (and) this rock we call a place through the sky so fast it's slow - desire is repugnant in its repetitiousness, yet repentant...

And so good it is to yearn- we learn not to be sorry for having done so...

Feeling suspicious? Mind inclined to intrique looking for clues?
Then this you will see shows you your world is your desire.

Strong, sensual, as rust or perhaps how she just brushed past you.

Desire is sent down to you straight to the start and you, passive, resistant, follow through to it, till it is finished: you are automated, systematically

...( EXPLOSIONS HERE )...

Strong enough for a man to feel a woman and pleading;

I worship to desire,- and also desire to worship...

One.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Smug Arses

"Stay away from me, if you're contagious...cuz I'm a winner, no not a loser!"

You knooow... I usually try to take it easy: I don't cause trouble, I don't bother nobody, and I don't talk ish about people when they're not around. But right now I gotta get this off my chest...
ONE thing I cannot STAAND: self-proclaimed, so-called artists hung up on some inflated sense of self-importance... This goes for creative would-be 'divas' and other similar buffoons practicing any medium of the creative and performing arts.
You knoooow...: those people who call themselves 'artist'...
Much to my dismay (and adding to the confusion of the undiscerning observer) they probably have some degree of talent and even of technical prowess... They talk about tryin to 'get signed,'..... they're in a group show and their work is waay overpriced.... Fools who think that, because they have some above-mediocre level of creative propensity, that makes them God's gift to society, and that someone owes them something, and that they can act like smug asses and spoiled brats w/ shitty draws on.
Pray that I never become one of these assholes; I hope my true friends would let me know if I did.
In contemporary society it seems there are so many of these so-called artists roaming the land...dismissive irresponsibility, hollow stylism, facetious obnoxious philanderers. I've wasted enough of my life typing about this issue now, I think.

Friday, March 18, 2011

I've got dreams - dreams too rememberrr

Pues, ves entonces..por que soy asi: mi soledad brother: Lone Lee... That's why I Keep It movin to th K.I.M.
+ I be on that straight up on that I be futuristic shhhttt... Let me show you my vision
Mr. Rodney Lee Jones Jr.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Wicked Hatchet Job

As the world burns, we need to get the word out... And somebody's gotta pay for that...
Hatchet Job

Thursday, March 10, 2011

A thought amidst the rain...

Sometimes we can be strangers to ourselves.
-from the novel "A Way in the World", by V.S. Naipaul

...the dedication was good too:

And year by year our memory fades
From all the circle of the hills

Till from the garden and the wild
A fresh association blow,
And year by year the landscape grow
Familiar to the stranger's child.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Bridges

I love bridges...connecting people n places that would otherwise need to search for a crossing further away, or by some other means.
American airlines (&not merely th so-named corporate entity) are like bridges too. I appreciate everyone who helped build this bridge between Philly and Chicago, so that I need not drive 12-15 hours and risk accidents, speeding tickets, and other violations...and as much as the U.S. Highway system impresses me with its boundless bounty intersected by an intricate network of hypotenuses, loops, curves and dips and zips...it's not presently feasible to spend a whole day of this trip literally on the road.

&although I've traveled abroad more than most people I know, I don't have significant experience with other countries' domestic airlines. But as with bridges and other infrastructural developments, I know it is one of the realms where America --- the controversial superpower w/ its contradictory tradition of ideals undermined, diminished, and eventually rendered to empty rhetoric - by the plutocratic rule of capitalistic determinism...dunkin donuts, please recycle this bag, and ---- America, the capital of massively destructive weaponry, never tread on thee innovation that has starved and marred many systematically....
And here we go- UP...and away we go. Floating on air.... It'sso amazing: bridges, wings...bringing people together, shortening th distance between places, giving back time. For life...to see your smiling face again..... & I'm staring back at the place I left a long time ago (Chicago), ....I love life.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Further Ground

Initial exploration: a week's work that is helping cure my winter bluuues... i plan to play this with my band but i think the vocal utterances have an interesting quality, even though i know i can't sing...


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Monday, February 7, 2011

smoothie art n science: texture via avocado

so i think i'll be using* avocado as my binding agent for smoothies, instead of bananas. A little healthy fat it better than more sugar, which i'm getting from every other ingredient (berries, cherries +juice) anyway. Plus the avocado makes it so creamy and rich. texture is an important medium to utilize in healthy expressions. such a beautiful quality. when it's doin what it can like saadiq on instant vintage


*from now on, for a little while; or far more than before, at least

Friday, February 4, 2011

sketch

root: the position of the location within the universe at any given time
every pixel changing color at various intervals
(fluid overlapping (geometrical) shapes) moving across the plane...

quadrants, each with 4 squares
[ 16 square screens on a wall arranged 4x4 ]

start with one

pn a page, maybe this one

Thursday, January 27, 2011

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Thursday, January 20, 2011

joining the reverb nation

i made a new friend today...


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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Heaven Help Us All

I was just thinkin about somethin Denise mentioned.. the American way of life: fast food, bad health, big pharm.
Wow..what a way to go out.... We gotta take better care of ourselves. AND I DON'T MEAN GO FOR SELF. I think that's part of the ethic that allows this inhuman mode of existence to become the status quo. I mean we gotta take better care of EACH OTHER.
Eat right and feed good food to those you see; be positive and spread that energy to those you encounter, even strangers.
Why do we choose to kill ourselves by knowingly over-indulging in reckless and destructive behaviors? and why do we keep intentionally killing each other? Why don't so many choose not to take care of their families? We can't hate ourselves that much. But of course we know better, so why does this go on everyday on such a large scale? I'm tryin to understand... Somebody help me understand.

Monday, January 3, 2011

Notes from the underground

MANIFESTo.Destiny: Feel Free to create (realize outwardly)
INNER VISIONS. Successfully/thoroughly. Not compromised.
What is the point? Only to contribute to the conversation,
to pay an homage to the experience(s) that I've witnessed.
For the Benefit of Family/Community: to Justify and expand the pride
of my mother and others; to procure resource to celebrate
and enhance the lives of the same.
To Accomplish my Art: Always Dreaming, it will be a self-betrayal
if I do not exhibit the results of the forces speaking through me,
Seeking: to express the city: its language, textures, rhythms, smells,
garbage, ideas, people, spaces, potential, routine.
(PROJECTION)

Happy New Year

Resolutions:

Better Planning
Draw more
Programmed drawing

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