One doesn't discover new lands without consenting to leave sight of the shore. -Andre Gide
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Maryland Crab Cakes
Had my boss Debbie over for dinner last night, for an authentic NJ Diner experience. The menu included fried mozzarella sticks, Maryland crab cakes, chicken-fried steak, stuffing, and for dessert, bread pudding and jello (Debbie's favorite!). The jello was red & blue, and set in a brain jello mold (photo coming soon!). But the crab cake recipe follows (this is so easy and so yummy!):
MARYLAND CRAB CAKES
Ingredients:
1 pound Maryland Crab meat
1 cup seasoned bread crumbs
1 large egg
1/4 cup mayonnaise
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1 teaspoon dry mustard
Margarine, butter, or oil for frying
1. Remove all cartilage from crabmeat
2. In a bowl, mix bread crumbs, eggs, mayonnaise and seasonings.
3. Add crab meat and mix gently by thoroughly. If mixture is too dry, add a little more mayonnaise. Shape into 6 cakes.
4. Cook cakes in a frying pan in just enough fat to prevent sticking until they are browned (about 5 minutes on each side).
Monday, May 23, 2005
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Working Weekend
Worked hard this weekend on my talk for the School on how to incorporate older adults into lecture content across ALL areas of Psychology. Found links to some great sites, including car manufacturers who have designed a "Third Age Suit" (third age being traditionally the period after retirement) which allows their engineers to get a better idea what it is like to drive a car at age 70. Pretty cool... Also worked a bit on the grant proposal looking at the impact of companion animals on residents of nursing homes. (The cats gave advice where needed....)
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Birding
Zamboni & Audubon Friends Again
Spider Relocation Successful
Friday, May 20, 2005
SNOW IN BRISBANE!
Sudden storms caught Brisbane by surprise after the weather bureau's radar failed. More than 160 homes were damaged, 6400 were left without power, and some cars in peak-hour traffic were stranded in drifts of hailstones up to a metre deep. As more than 150 lightning strikes hit Brisbane, the city's airport was closed for an hour, stranding 14 passenger jets.
Snow REALLY Deep
The icy deluge created floods in inner-west suburbs, damaged the Fourex brewery at Milton and forced Toowong-based ABC TV to replace its 7pm news with a NSW bulletin after transmission equipment and offices were inundated.
Brisbane's traffic arteries including the Inner City Bypass, Coronation Drive, Gympie and Sandgate roads were blocked. Some motorists at Milton tried to shovel hail off the road.
Traffic a Disaster!
The radar failure meant a warning was not issued until almost half an hour after the first hail strike. There were no weather bureau warnings before the storms hit Darra about 5.30pm and Indooroopilly 15 minutes later.
At 5.50pm, as drivers battled peak-hour traffic in the deluge, the bureau website showed heavy storms but no hail warnings. It was 5.58pm before any warning appeared. Mr Gunn said initial reports of storms did not indicate the extent of them. He said a hailstorm in late May was "very unseasonal".
Motorcyclist Carl Davis, 31, of Camira, expected bruises today from the hail.
"I left home and knew it was going to storm but I didn't know it was going to be this bad," he said. "I was stuck behind a truck trying to get shelter then I rode up underneath a bridge."
When it snows in Australia, they always think of beer....
Fire crews worked to clear thick hail from roads, including Countess St and Caxton St, where residents helped rescue cars stuck in the ice. Pedestrians around Suncorp Stadium found the pea-sized hail was in drifts thick enough for them to make snow figures.
Shaun O'Connor of Milton used the storm to carve a footpath snow angel and fill his esky.
"We thought we'd come and put the beer on ice. It's never tasted better," he said."
Nancy Grabs a Souvenir
When I was driving to work, at first it didn't register with me that there was ACTUAL SNOW on the ground. Got out of the car to feel it (was really all different sized hail although most was really small... AND it made a pretty decent snowball) so I grabbed a plastic bag, shoved some in, and it is in the School of Psychology freezer, waiting to show Tim....
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Zamboni Melancholy...
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Time to RELAX...
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
DEPRESSED MAN DIAGNOSED AS "BRITISH"
DEPRESSED MAN DIAGNOSED AS "BRITISH"
George Farthing, an expatriate British man living in America, was recently diagnosed as clinically depressed, tanked up on anti depressants and scheduled for controversial Shock Therapy when doctors realized he wasn't depressed at all - only British.
'Not depressed, just British' Mr Farthing, a British man whose characteristic pessimism and gloomy perspective were interpreted as serious clinical depression, was led on a nightmare journey through the American psychiatric system. Doctors described Farthing as suffering with Pervasive Negative Anticipation - a belief that everything will turn out for the worst, whether it's trains arriving late, England's chances at winning any international sports event or even his own prospects to get ahead in life and achieve his dreams.
"The satisfaction Mr Farthing seemed to get from his pessimism seemed particularly pathological," reported the doctors.
"They put me on everything - Lithium, Prozac, St John's Wort," said Mr Farthing. "They even told me to sit in front of a big light for an hour a day or I'd become suicidal. I kept telling them this was all pointless and they said that it was exactly that sort of attitude that got me here in the first place."
Running out of ideas, his doctors finally resorted to a course of "weapons grade MDMA", the only noticeable effect of which was six hours of speedy repetitions of the phrases "mustn't grumble" and "not too bad, really".
It was then that Mr Farthing was referred to a psychotherapist.
"Suicidal?" Dr Isaac Horney explored Mr Farthing's family history and couldn't believe his ears. "His story of a childhood growing up in a grey little town where it rained every day, treeless streets of identical houses and passionately backing a football team who never won, seemed to be typical depressive ideation or false memory. Mr Farthing had six months of therapy but seemed to mainly want to talk about the weather - how miserable and cold it was in winter and later how difficult and hot it was in summer. I felt he wasn't responding to therapy at all and so I recommended drastic action - namely ECT or
shock treatment".
"Hopeless case"
"I was all strapped down on the table and they were about to put the rubber bit in my mouth when the psychiatric nurse picked up on my accent," said Mr Farthing. "I remember her saying 'Oh my God, I think we're making a terrible mistake'."
Nurse Alice Sheen was a big fan of British comedy giving her an understanding of the British psyche. "Classic comedy characters like Tony Hancock, Albert Steptoe and Frank Spencer are all hopeless cases with no chance of ever doing well or escaping their circumstances," she explained to the baffled US medics. "That's funny in Britain and is not seen as pathological at all."
Identifying Mr Farthing as British changed his diagnosis from 'clinical depression' to 'rather quaint and charming' and he was immediately discharged from hospital, with a selection of brightly coloured leaflets and an "I love New York" T-shirt.
Cool British Cats
Cat or Rorschach Card?
What an amazing pattern! (Although it looks a bit too much like an ink blot test for this clinical psychologist...). Now, in the palpable absence of Tim, must go search for other cryptic vomit blots before retiring (the cats are ANGRY at being left alone so long tonight as didn't make it home 'til after 9pm....)
Friday, May 13, 2005
Website Revamp Coming Soon!
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
A sad day
Have fun, Denise!
Sunday, May 01, 2005
Visit to the Vet
Dental Extraction Required!
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