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The Night Guy Series
Part 7 - Concerning the Hypothalamus, the
graveyard shift and the state of things
 The graveyard shift can wreak havoc
on the hypothalamus. The hypothalamus, by way of sudden and
unexpected secretions, can then pass that same havoc on to a body,
psyche and social life. Studies conducted on Black Jack dealers,
swing shift miners, and convenience store clerks, occupations where
intermittent sleepless nights are the norm, have revealed that when
hypothalami are robbed of the chance to shut down and recharge on
something of a regular basis, endless and subtle unpleasantries can
result. They may span from hot flashes, lethargy, and despondency or
head all the way towards homicidal, prayer recital, and suicidal,
tendencies. Nate can vouch for all this. It seems the glands crave a
semblance of routine even as the mind warns against it.
What the Hey, maybe I'll take a gander at
the the rest of this
story
I've got
nothing better to do
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Jeff
Chazire's Unpeeled Et tu Brute Etouffee More
info on Jeff Chazire
Chazire's Et tu Brute Etouffee
INGREDIENTS
1 lb. unpeeled, not deveined
commercial shrimp
Crawfish fat and water to make 3/4 cup
1 heaping tablespoon tomato paste
1 stick margarine or butter
1 medium onion, chopped fine
1 heaping teaspoon all purpose flour
1 tablespoon parsley
1 teaspoon salt
2 very thin slices lemon
1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper
1 tablespoon green onion
INSTRUCTIONS
Use a saucepan with a tight fitting lid to etouffee, (French
for smother). Season shrimp with salt and pepper, set aside.
Melt butter, add onion, cook over medium heat until tender.
Stir in the flour, blend well. Add water, shrimp fat, lemon,
tomato and garlic. Cook slowly, about 20 minutes, and add a
little more water occasionally. When sauce is done, add whole
shrimps, cover with lid.
Cook 8 minutes.
Season again, to taste.
Add green onion and parsley, cook 2 minutes longer.
Serve on steamed rice. Garlic bread and green salad is a good
companion to Et tu Brute etouffee.
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Cane
Peetley "Cane
Peetley sat in his cell and fumed. He had plenty of time to
fume, sitting in his goddamn orange jumpsuit awaiting trial.
In fact, Peetley was becoming a connoisseur of anger, having
spent so much time with it. Peetley took anger and rolled it
around in his mouth, like a fiery brandy, savored it under his
tongue, and then swallowed it down, letting it smolder in his
stomach. And Peetley had a lot to be angry about.."
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The
British Open Explained
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OK,
Enough Already!
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Our
Man in the Field |
 "I´ve
spent the better part of July traipsing around the
area, eating various kinds of wurst, sipping
dunkel beer and, I have to admit, doing a fair bit
of yodeling"
Dateline - Germany
Who
is Our Man in the Field?
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