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In Memoriam – Forrest J. Mitchell III

“Forrest Jay Mitchell III, 89, of New Kent, Va., passed away Friday, February 8, 2013. He was preceded in death by his wife, Isabelle Booth Mitchell. He is survived by his children, Forrest Jay Mitchell IV and wife, Jill F. Mitchell, Linda Conley and husband, Tom Conley, and Catherine Mitchell.”

IMG_20130210_163401 Uncle Forrest was a remarkable man.  He was prone to easy laughter,  frugal and hard-working, silent in his generosity, and quiet in his determination.

He was an old man in his eighties on the occasion when he called to ask if I’d like to have a gift of his old riding lawnmower.  When I showed up he helped me get it into my truck.  He said he wasn’t nearly as strong as he used to be, but you couldn’t have proved it by me.  All of this despite his repeated battles with cancer.

Back then he was taking his brother Bobby — my father — to weekly kidney dialysis.  He pushed Dad’s wheelchair up and down ramps and loaded and unloaded the chair from the trunk.  Although he loved a good joke or a funny story, and I never saw him cry, Forrest cared deeply for his family.  The last time we talked on the phone, he confided that he missed having my father to talk to.  Without complaint, he said he was ready to go.

I will remember Uncle Forrest at his best — playing guitar and singing Margaritaville, telling jokes, spinning stories about life in Highland Park, smiling and laughing.

He was of America’s Greatest Generation, and I’m proud to call him my blood.

F. J. Mitchell III in uniform — WWII era — CLICK PHOTO TO READ HIS MEMORIES OF WWII

Give Me Your Ten Commandments

I follow a blog by a teacher named Andrew B. Watt.  Inspired by another blogger, who was inspired by the Georgia Guidestones, a couple of weeks ago Mr. Watt asked his readers to list ten commandments to be carved in stone.

I’d like to ask the same of my readers.  Give me your ten commandments.  Here is the current version of mine:

1. Find out who you are and then follow your inner moonlight.

2. Fear not Hell nor desire Heaven.

3. Embrace Chaos, for Order is a mad god’s dream.

4. Make every pursuit a creation of Art.

5.  Desire as few material things as possible, and then only that which you can provide yourself.

6. Tolerate no intermediaries between yourself and your God.

7. Simplify everything.

8. Learn to distinguish wit from wisdom, observation from solution, and fame from leadership.

9. Build nothing expecting it to endure.

10. Understand that all living things are threads in the cloth of the Universe.

Write a Review and Get Free Stuff

Want some free stuff?  All you have to do is write a review of any of my books.   (preferably on Smashwords but I’m not picky).

Look people, I don’t have a staff of editors and a publishing house helping me polish my material.  I need feedback!  So I’m giving away four prizes — one for each of the four eBooks I have available.

The first review of each book gets a priority mail grab bag stuffed with a fat pile of my zines, a signed copy of the original perfect bound Cabal Fang Manual, and other miscellaneous items.  If you review Ghilan I’ll sweeten the deal and add a little something extra to the bag I think you’ll dig — a printout of the full 600+ word Ghilani lexicon (that’s the language spoken by the creatures known as ghilan).

Just write your review and post a link in the comments right here.

Someday, if I start selling more books than James Patterson, the stuff in this grab bag could be worth a gabillion dollars.  Think of it as an investment.  Sort of like buying up a ton of real estate back in 2008…

 

Stir Crazy Cafe

image The only thing as tasty as a good cup of coffee is a local indie business.  So when I see a local non-chain coffee shop I have an age-of-Aquarius-like moment where planets align and I’m drawn inside the womb of the universe to gaze at the great star-child.

I popped into Stir Crazy a few months ago and forgot to blog about it.  The other day I was in the neighborhood (the Bellevue neighborhood to be specific) and I decided to go in with my daughter, sit down, and have the whole indie coffee shop experience.

We sat ourselves at a table smack in the middle of the place and waited for our order.  A couple in the front corner sat in the sun; she crocheted while he read his paper.  Just about everybody who came in waved to someone or called out to a friend or acquaintance by name.  The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable. Local art hangs on the walls.  Nothing is pre-fab, fake, or phony, and this place is not trying to be hip.  Just honest.

My daughter had what she called “a bangin’ bagel” with cream cheese and an iced-coffee, and I had a huge half-caff, which set us back just under 6 bucks.  Everything was delish (they brew Rostov’s).  How is it possible to have more fun for that kind of money?  Sandwich selection is massive, and I saw some intriguing offerings on the big chalk board.  I’ll have to go back with an appetite another day.

Looks like they have 8-cup coffee jugs too.  With a short detour off of 95 North I’ll be able to get coffee and bagels for my office team.

 

 

Now You Know What I Look Like

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Robert Mitchell Jr

Simplify Your Week: Make Sunday “Prep Day”

As a writer and martial artist who often writes and exercises in the morning, I need every second I can get between the 4:30 am alarm and my 7:30 departure for work. Just think of how much more you could get done if you had an extra 20 to 30 minutes. Here’s a way you can pick up that time.

Make Sunday prep day. You’ll gain 20 – 30 minutes every morning — and you’ll eat better — if you make your weekly breakfasts, lunches, and snacks in advance. I’ve been doing this on-and-off for the past year. When something happens and wrecks my Sundays and I can’t prep, I go into a mental tailspin.

As I was doing my weekly prep on 1/6, I thought some other folks might benefit from duplicating my process. So I wrote this post and scheduled it for today so that, if you want to try it, you can go shopping today or tomorrow and get started this coming Sunday.

If you don’t work a straight Monday through Friday, modify it to suit your schedule. Just prepare enough breakfasts and lunches at a time to last 5 days, which is the maximum recommended safe time to keep this kind of stuff in the fridge before eating (assuming if you don’t use things that spoil easily).

But what do you prepare?  Here are some options.

Breakfast : Low-Carb Broccoli Frittata

  • 10 free-range eggs
  • 2 heads of fresh organic broccoli
  • 1 tbsp organic butter
  • shredded cheese, salt & pepper to taste

Preheat oven to 325°.  Put 2 cups of water in a saucepan on the stove while you wash and trip your broccoli florets.  When it boils, toss in the florets.

While it’s boiling, crack the eggs in a bowl and whisk.  Use the butter to coat an 8 x 11 glass baking dish.  Trust me, the broccoli is done now, maybe even overcooked.  Drain it, put back in the saucepan, and cut it up small with a knife and a fork.  Add the broccolit to the egg mixture and whisk again.  If you want to zip this recipe up, add 1/4 cup of REAL bacon crumbles.

Pour the mixture into the baking dish, evenly distribute the broccoli chunks with a fork, and bake for about 30 minutes.  Watch closely and remove as soon as there is no moisture on top and it’s lightly brown.

Sprinkle the top with cheese and allow to cool.  Slice into six blocks (cut the pan in half in one direction and in thirds the other way) and wrap in cling wrap.  When it’s breakfast time, microwave at 50% power for about 1:30.

Lunch: Low-Carb Chicken Swiss Wraps

  • 1 package of Low-Carb wraps
  • Chicken (see below)
  • Swiss Cheese slices
  • 1 bunch of fresh organic kale
  • Olive oil Mayo (and mustard if desired)
  • Salt & Pepper

Wash and de-vein the kale and set it aside to dry.  It must be totally dry or your wraps will get mushy.  Blot dry if needed.  When dry,  Place a leaf of kale on the wrap.  Top it with a stripe of olive oil mayo, add chicken, salt, and pepper.  Add a slice of Swiss and top with another leave of kale.  Roll it up and wrap tightly in wax paper.  The kale doesn’t wilt and is packed with fiber and healthy stuff, so don’t skip it.  Don’t substitute lettuce or spinach.  They don’t work.  If you want to add more fiber, add some roasted chick peas or a sprinkle of flax seeds.

As for the chicken, you can use deli chicken, or you can stew 3 bone-in, free range breasts.  Skin and shred with two forks.  You can also substitute deli ham and add mustard.  Experiment.

Snack

Buy a giant container of mixed nuts somewhere, or go to a good store like Ellwood Thompson’s and get them in bulk.  Get a box of snack bags, or a set of six 1/2 cup small tupperwares (I tried the latter, but I lose them.  How can somebody so organized do that?  I blame Kreacher).

Add 1/2 cup of nuts per bag/container.  I make up 20 of them at a time and put them in the cabinet because I know that I will eat 100% of whatever serving size I pick up.  So it’s best not to take a 12-ounce can of nuts with me to the sofa.

I try to eat about 375 calories every four hours or so, twice that at dinner.  Breakfast casserole at 6:45, nuts at 10:00, the wrap at 2:00 pm, dinner at 6:00 pm, and another snack at 9:00 pm.  That’s about 2,250 calories per day.

I work a slightly modified 4HB program, and this is marginally compliant.  Technically of course, cheese isn’t allowed, and neither are the wraps, but the carbs are so low they don’t seem to affect things much.  Next week though, I’m going to experiment with leaving out the low-carb tortillas and just wrapping everything in large Kale leaves.

By my reckoning, you can pick up an extra 20 – 30 minutes every workday morning by doing this.  Plus, the total time is less.  You don’t have to get everything out of the fridge five times and put it back five times.

Plug-n-Play Plutocrats

The Who said it best — “Meet the new boss.  Same as the old boss.”

Just ask John C. Kiriakou.  He spoke out against water-boarding and what did he get?  Persecution.  He should be getting a medal not 30 months in jail.  Doesn’t sound like “Hope and Change” or like moving us “Forward.”

Obama has the worst clemency record in U.S. Presidential history.  He’s using more drones than Bush, and his advisers now support what they once condemned.

There’s been little significant difference between Presidents in my lifetime.  Personality?  Sure.  But substance?

The Civilization Machine keeps grinding on, chewing up Nature and spewing out filth, carbon, oppression, death and fear; and near its heartless engine clangs the colossal pacemaker America.  Tick, tock, tick, tock, a mechanized march of plug-and-play plutocrats.  Pull, vote, plug.  Pull, vote, plug.

We swap out parts but never overhaul the machine.  I guess we’re waiting for TEOTWAWKI to do that.

Nott and Dagr

Not the usual thing I blog about, but I’m a proud Papa.

My son and his team at Mutiny Games entered Indie Speed Run, the 48-hour video game design competition.  Click the screen shot above to go play it and rate it!

The game is called Nott and Dagr.  You are a raging Viking warrior (Thor?) who rampages around the village of Chipmunkia, smashing buildings and slaying chipmunks.  But when dusk falls, you must redeem yourself by giving the chipmunks a proper burial and by rebuilding all of the homes you destroyed.  And if you don’t, it’s curtains for your Viking ‘hero’ (let’s just say protagonist, shall we?)

Who knew chipmunks have such potty mouths!  Thank goodness they got bleeped (partially at least).  These are definitely not Alvin, Simon, and Theodore, let me tell you…

Composting Failure

Last year I made my own composter  out of a plastic trash can, based on plans I got from a blog.  The author said it worked great.  For me, not so much.

I don’t know where that enterprising blogger lives, but it must be in a place where there are no squirrels.  One of the determined little buggers, with the precision of a robotic plasma torch, chewed a perfectly circular hole about the size of a soup can in the side of my can.  It then crawled inside to feast.  On one particular day the trashcan was rocking like one of those wobbly tables down at the all-you-can-eat buffet joint.

Gotta buy a new trashcan and start over.  This time it’ll be metal.

I’m Doing Stuff Everywhere

I’m everywhere — kind of.  Here are a few Robert-Mitchelly-like things you could do if you so desired: