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  1. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    The end of September is always a favorite time of the year for me. Not only because September 25 is my birthday, but because Olive Garden always has their "never-ending pasta bowl" special. All you can eat pasta and sauce for $7.95$8.95...I think. For $2$1.50$1.95$2.95 more, you can get meatballs or italian sausage (like the pizza topping) or chicken with every fillup.
     
    I like pasta. I'mI was OCD over my wire-mesh colander, because I like my pasta. I tinker with cans of tomatoes, fresh onions & garlic, to make a good sauce, because I like my pasta.
    But Olive Garden is better at it than me, so I defer to their expertise.
     
    I give you:
    KIE'S GUIDE TO THE OLIVE GARDEN'S NEVER ENDING PASTA BOWL
     
    First things first, I will explain the different types of pasta.
    Spaghetti: You know it, you love it. A long noodle with a circular cross-section.
    Linguine: Spaghetti that has been flattened some. Not round, but more of a rectangular cross-section. Also comes in a whole-wheat variety.
    Fettuccini: Linguine flattened even further. A flat noodle that is often served with alfredo.
    Penne: Tube pasta cut at angles. "Rigatoni" has ridges running the length of the tube, but penne doesn't necessarily have them. However, they always look like they were cut in a miter box.
    Capellini: Also known as "angel hair," this is spaghetti that shrank in the wash or something. Very small, very delicate, very easy to snap and get all over the kitchen if you bought it at the store.
    Farfalle: The famous "bow-tie" pasta. Best for hanging on to chunky sauces.
    Orecchiette: Foreboding name. Shell pasta.Actually means "little ear", and is basically a large dimple. Neat.
     
    That's not all the pasta there is. You've got vermicelli, which is somewhere between spaghetti and angel hair. You've got ravioli and tortellini, which are filled shells. You've got lasagne, which warrants its own dish. The six (7 if you count whole-wheat) are just the choices you have at Olive Garden for this promo.
     
    Then, the sauces.
    This is less an explanation and more a critique, so that you will not waste a dish getting something you don't want.
     
    Alfredo: I didn't get this, but I have it on good authority that Olive Garden doesn't screw up an alfredo often. It's a white cheesy sauce that's not chunky at all.
    Marinara: A chunkier, spicier variation on the tomato sauce you know & love. If you're going to get meatballs, this should be your first choice on sauce.
    Meat sauce: All this sauce really is, is bland. Meat cooked down with some tomatoes, it's just oily and bland. Fleh. Despite the illusion of being able to cheat the system and get meat without paying for it, this sauce is just not worth it.Olive Garden has made some effort to improve this sauce. My folks thought it was okay, but I didn't have any the other day.
     
    And then, there are some non-standard sauces.
    Sun-dried tomato parmesan: I tried this sauce twice: once in Kenner and once in Lake Charles. Both times it was just...bland. The tomatoes didn't really add any flavor, and the base parmesan is not alfredo. It was missing something. Maybe garlic salt. Maybe garlic or some other herbs. I don't know for certain, but this sauce is incomplete as it is served now.
    ThreeFive cheese marinara: This sauce I remember from two or three years ago (I didn't get the chance to pig out on unlimited pasta last year: Katrina and Rita both closed the Olive Gardens that I would have been able to visit.), though it might have been a three cheese marinara at the time. The sauce is a smoother marinara, mixed with a five cheese blend (I can't tell you what the cheeses are, but it's cheese, right? It's not cottage, cheddar, or pepperjack so it all tastes the same.). Easily the best sauce they have. Might be too rich for meat on the side, but I definitely recommend this sauce for the younger palate.
    Sausage & peppers marinara: Italian sausage and red & yellow bell peppers in marinara sauce. Lovely to look at, but I'm not one for the taste of bell peppers. I confess: I didn't have the opportunity to taste this one.
    Smoked mozzarella alfredo: Alfredo with more cheese on it. Divine
    Asiago Alfredo: My brother said "It's good." I take his word for it.
    Tomato Basil Caprese: Light & tasty. Very good stuff, if only a bit runny at the bottom of the bowl. Highly recommended.
    Roasted Portobello Pomodoro: Whew. They bill this as a marinara sauce, but it's not anything like the multi-cheese marinara. If you've had the Capellini Pomodoro off the regular menu, this is the same sauce. If not, prepare for a spicy take on marinara. How they do it without chile peppers, though, is beyond me at this time. I am interested to find out though... Oh, and the portobello mushrooms contribute nothing: the pomodoro sauce well over-powers it. This isn't a bad sauce per se, just poorly described.
    Creamy Parmesan Florentine: It's cheese sauce. With spinach. Nothing. Special. Just. Disappointing.
    Chianti Three Meat: In a word, disappointing. If you've ever had the Chianti Braised Short Ribs from the menu, you know of the absolutely wonderful sauce that comes pooled in the bottom of the plate. This tastes nothing like it. It's spicy; it's heavy; it's greasy; it's disappointing.
    Creamy Parmesan Portobello: Oh, what did the cremini mushroom market do before they started marketing the oversized ones as portobello? Still, if a sauce has the name of a mushroom in its name, I would expect it to have some element of meaty umami in it. Instead, the sauce literally tasted like pasta water. I don't know who dropped the ball in the kitchen, but they would've done better to just drop some mushrooms in their alfredo and called it "done."
     
    Olive Garden's "Never Ending Pasta Bowl" ends in early October.
     
     
    On a side note, unless Donald Driver single-handedly beats the Philadelphia Eagles tonight, the Moss Bluff Cruisers will defeat the Poplarville Stallions and return to a .500 record, just in time to visit the Cookie Crunchers in Week 5.Assuming David Akers has a quiet night and Rashard Mendenhall has a ho-hum game tomorrow night, the Moss Bluff Cruisers will climb back to .500, going through the undefeated Waveland Wusses in the process.The Cruisers in globo laid an egg. Clinton Portis, Kurt Warner, Baltimore D/ST, Antonio Gates, Brandon Jacobs....it's going to be a long season.Hooray for fantasy football.
     
    -KIE
     
    (Yes, this is a republish. It will be republished every year, as applicable.)
  2. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    Ladies & gentlemen, my fiancée, Amanda Weems.
     
     
    Plan C evolved and came to fruition over the course of about 54 hours, from mid-day Thursday through Saturday evening. A too-clearly drawn line to December removed plan A (where we first met), and Ike washed away plan B (Dickens on the Strand, in Galveston, TX).
     
    Suffice it to say, the giant cheque in the back of the car was all I needed to distract from the jewelry box in my pants pocket. After one presentation, I deftly (for as much as Ally would let me) segued into the proposal, and it was all on camera.
     
    Unfortunately, I don't have the means to post it online...not yet I don't think. Not even on the book of faces.
     
     
    As for the lot of you asking for some cake, well, if you get an invitation, you're welcome to come. Unfortunately, I can't send you all invitations.
     
     
    Look for more info about next June closer to, well, June. I've got to buckle down on the PE exam like, yesterday.
     
     
     
    -KIE, who knows the meaning of Genesis 2:18
  3. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    Yes he did and no one had better let him out of it!
     
    Wow, BrickFest was a blast. It's all mish-mashing in my head right now, so I'll make with the quick-hits before I forget everything.
    50° F (10° C) is an overnight low, not a daytime high, for March. Geez, Oregon. It's spring. Get with the program. The scent of a Randazzo even before the bag is opened is as hypnotic as ever. TLG has to open a LEGO store at some point along the Gulf coast. I'll drive to Gulf Shores if necessary; I just can't go to Orlando for one store. Roa McToa is well on her way to being the next Cajun. Not for awesomness of MOCcing per se, but for being the standard-bearer for the legitimacy of BIONICLE among AFOL-dom. SQUIDDIES! Photographs do not fully explain how tall Makaru is. EAURUGYUNUGH! Chris doesn't have my childhood LEGO collection, which means they truly are lost for the ages. Dalek the Dark Hunter Destroyer would be good at a photo scavenger hunt: I think the last couple were in my pocket. Turakii, Roa has the squiddies. Bug her. Aisle seat, heavy-set men in front and behind, colicky baby & kid who apparently had never been on an airplane before: 1 Any hope of KIE getting some sleep on Continental 208 Sunday night: 0
    Light rails are fun. If Jefferson, Orleans, St. Bernard & Plaquemines parishes ever got it together and built a system, it'd be pretty cool. Wouldn't have to be a subway or anything. (The water table in Louisiana is generally 8 feet (2.5 m) below the ground surface, making it pretty difficult to build anything of size underground.) I'd so totally ride it. Fred Meyer: meh. Give me Walmart, blue state socio-economics be darned. Thank you, UCLA, for letting me and my bracket down, right there at the end. Good times. We must do it again. 
    -KIE, enjoying his 80° F (27° C) weather.
  4. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    Hi.
     
     
    Wow it has been a long two weeks.
    Well, nearly two weeks: I just got my computer back online last night.
     
    In any case, I hope to catalogue the past two weeks in multiple entries, starting with BrickFair.
     
    Thursday saw me flying off to Washington, DC, ahead of the inbound Hurricane Gustav. Setup went fairly well, given the help I had. (Thank you, Roa & DV, for being my stand-in helpers, as well as bringing the great MOCs.) As anyone who attended the open fair Saturday or Sunday could see, BIONICLE was front and center, and, in fact, one of two attractions one could see without having paid admission (the other being the crane holding up the Brickfair banner).
     
    Some random observations, in near-chronological order:

    I hope to never drive in NYC if B6's automobile operation is any indication of the level of skill required. Makaru is tall. It's not easy to relax when your girlfriend is slogging through Friday night evacuation traffic. "Come with me if you want to live." Smeag could be the driver in any defensive driving video: his car is physically incapable of exceeding any posted speed limit. I'm not good at bingo. Smeag & Makaru were clearly separated at birth. It is sad that their reunion took as long as it did. Socks are not overrated, but apparently shoes are. Everyone needs a little Mardi Gras. Kohaku is a world record holder. The Black Mage has been avenged! Never trade material for position: I could have won a $200 LEGO chess set, but squandered a huge early lead. Chipotle should consider expanding to the Gulf coast: I wonder about all these taco truck taquieras. There is a zen about building a set, be it SYSTEM or BIONICLE, that is hard to replicate. Never let a drunken ninja drive your squid-mobile. Steve Witt is one of the best things ever to come out of northeast Texas. Omi has a fear of parallel parking. Wet ribs > dry ribs > CPK I regret that I won't be able to be the coordinator for BIONICLE next year. I'm going to have other, more important things to worry about right about when the planning should be done, so I will defer to my protégés (Kohaku, CF, DV) for the 2009 version.
     
     
    Oh, and CF, your MOCs are with the violin teacher, and you can pick them up at the next WAMALUG meeting. Sorry, but I never caught which address you wanted them sent to, and mailing back was very very hectic, as will be seen in the next entry.
     
     
    Much more to come from KIE's wild ride.
    Adventure, wooo...
     
     
     
    -KIE
  5. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    This evening, former LSU and Michigan State head coach Nick Saban takes the Miami Dolphins to Pittsburgh to play the Super Bowl XL champion Steelers.
    In other words, the NFL season starts tonight. And with it, countless offices, pubs, and bars become distracted for the next 4 months.
    Why? Two words:
     
    Fantasy Football.
     
    My office is not immune. Nay, far from it. The Moss Bluff Cruisers host a "team" from Kenner whose name I can't type with a straight face.
    "But KIE!" you no doubt inquire, "how can you have a team without a draft?" Well, I didn't attend the draft this year. I asked a friend on the church softball team, who also happens to be a big fantasy sports enthusiast and the associate pastor of FBC Kenner, to be my proxy at the draft at the nearby pub. (Preacher at a bar, wow would that make a scandalous headline...).
    Why didn't I go myself? Well, see the draft was at 1 PM Friday, August 25th. 90 minutes earlier, I'd boarded a plane bound for Washington, D.C., for Brickfest.
     
    LAST YEAR I had the number 1 pick in the draft, but the draft was to take place the day after Katrina ended up making landfall. (Don't get me started....)
    This year, the Cruisers were drafting 11th....out of 12. Fleh. And in this league, the big 3 went 1-5-6: 2, 3 & 4 were rookie players that each drafted quarterbacks, and none of them were Peyton Manning (QB, IND): Hasselbeck (SEA), Brady (NE), and Delhomme (CAR) went 2-3-4, and Peyton went 8th. The regulars are no doubt licking their chops at the prospect of really cashing in this year ($100 entry fee, money is distributed to the winners, I consider it the price of playing and am not expecting to win anything.)
     
    If anyone should want to root on the Cruisers, here is the starting lineup for week 1:
     
    QB: Trent Green (KC)
    RB: Edgerin James (ARZ)
    WR: Andre Johnson (HOU)
    WR: Roy Williams (DET)
    TE: Anthony Gonzalez (KC)
    K: Josh Scobee (JAX)
    DST: Dallas Cowboys
     
    And the bench:
    QB: Byron Leftwich (JAX)
    RB: Clinton Portis (WSH) Questionable for Week 1
    RB: LenDale White (TEN) Questionable for Week 1
    WR: Terrell Owens (DAL)
    TE: Antonio Gates (SD)
    K: Jeff Wilkins (STL)
    DST: New York Giants
     
    If anyone has any good reasons why I should start T.O. over Tony Gonzalez or one of the other two wide receivers, let me know before the game starts tonight. Otherwise, please root on the first 7 I listed Sunday for me, please?
     
    Unless you're a Lions fan, where rooting means pulling for the other team just to make the GM look stupid.
     
     
    -KIE
     
    P.S. Mind you, I'm not half as big on the NFL as I am about college ball. I'm only doing fantasy for the sense of comraderie. And because I apparently have more money than sense. Still.
  6. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    The title is from a sound bite in Red Alert 2.
     
    I figure, since everyone is doing it, I ought to have a Q&A entry in my blog. That is, in case anyone wants to know more about me.
     
     
    If no one asks any questions, I'll know I've scared everyone off. Either that, or I have overexposed myself here.
     
    With that said, ask away! Every question will get a response, and most will have answers.
     
    -KIE
  7. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    No seriously. You, BZP, have spoken. And my blog is more dated than the 19th century.
     
    Thursday morning: 4.6 out of 5, 27 votes
    Friday morning: 4.4 out of 5, 28 votes.... mathematically, this could only have been from a 1-star rating
    Saturday night: 4.3 out of 5, 29 votes.... again, this could have only been from another 1-star rating
     
    .....
     
    I never realized what I offered was so, very, lame.
    So, very, bad.
     
    Do I use too many words? Do I not volunteer for questions or something? What am I doing wrong? What am I doing that warrants such noxious reviews?
     
     
    Come on, y'all. Finish the job. Sink my rating to the 1.x level.
    And get it done by January. EDIT: Sarcasm seems to be lost on the great lot of people. That, or some imps were just waiting on a literal invitation.
    Let me get one thing clear: I don't mind you rating my blog 1-star if you think it's terrible. I DO mind you rating my blog 1-star because it's not your blog. Or your best friend's blog. </edit>
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    In other news, TubaChristmas Alexandria was great. Tomiku got the "farthest distance traveled" award when it was deemed that Metairie wasn't far enough away to be farther than "blue tarp land". Still, Mr. Bott was left with just us two at 50 miles, 60 miles, 70 miles, 80 miles, 90 miles, 100 miles, 105 miles.......the correct vicinity would've been 230 miles (370 km) for the two of us, each.
    Lady K didn't make an appearance at the concert, apparently she was confused about the date of the performance. Not to worry: Lord willing, we'll be back next year.
     
    You will have to excuse me: an episode of Samurai Champloo I missed during the first run is on.
     
    -KIE
  8. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    I hope today is the day.
     

    Election Day today. I've not voted yet, but I will during lunch. LA House District 1, and another slew of amendments. Bobby Jindal still looks to win going away, so I want to turn my attention eastward.
     
    ATTENTION: ANYONE RESIDING IN ORLEANS PARISH, OR ON THE WEST BANK OF JEFFERSON PARISH.
     
    PLEASE vote today.
    PLEASE vote for anyone other than the incumbent, William Jefferson. Vote for any Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, Socialist, whatever, just please fire Bill Jefferson today. His conduct has made him a black eye on the state as a member of the Louisiana Congressional delegation. As long as he represents New Orleans, New Orleans (and by extension, Louisiana) will not be taken seriously in Washington, D.C., or in the worldwide arena.
     
     
    I'm begging. It's in your hands.
     
     
    -Byron Foret, E.I.,
    a.k.a. KIE
     
    EDIT: Sign in after you vote. Add your Congressional District and even your precinct if you so desire.
    Your vote does count. It always counts.
  9. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    And so the BrickFest 2007 MOC rush begins!
     
    *cricket chirping*
     
    ...okay, I figured it'd be a little bigger than it is right now, but hey.
    In any case, I have found some tasty packing material.
     
    I doubt I'll be able to bring mayhaw jelly this year, because mayhaws aren't ripe yet, so the jelly is very expensive right now ($6.50 for a 16 oz jar, instead of $4.00).
    (Why is it expensive? Simple: it hasn't been successfully cultivated yet. What mayhaws there are, they are grown wild. Thus, it is a seasonal fruit and product, and even in season it is a limited supply.)
     
    Since I won't be bringing jelly, I'm thinking bags of Zapp's will work.
    Note: these are the best potato chips ("crisps" if you're on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean) on the planet, bar none.
     
     
    And, assuming I can get a guarantee of partial reimbursement, I'll get a Randazzo shipped up there, too. (I'm tellin' ya, Bink: your Oregonian bakeries have NOTHING on these.)
     
    Anyway, gotta get back to work.
     
     
     
    -KIE
  10. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    Really.
    Must Cartoon Network put anime AFTER Futurama/Family Guy? I can't function on 5½ hours of sleep during the week.
     
    At least I'm seeing the end of the GITS:SAC 2nd Gig. When I'm not sleeping through it, that is.
     
     
    -KIE, who wants Saturday to be the day. Really.
  11. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    I'll tell you why.
    I admit, I probably have gotten out of hand the past couple of days. And while the nationwide returns last night were a bit bluer than I would've wanted, I do feel as though I did my part.
     
    I count 9 seats in Congress in 7 different states from yesterday's entry. (Yeah, I'm counting you, Lady K, Makutaman, and Mikerahk.) Thank you for voting, or wanting to vote. And this is where I tell you why.
     
    I come across many people, both in person and online, who complain about the government they have, either in Gretna, Baton Rouge, or Washington, D.C. Before they get too riled up, I ask them: "Did you vote last election? Did you vote last time these 'bums' were elected?" If they didn't vote, and didn't have a good (I mean, birth/death in the family-esque) reason, I can't maintain the conversation with them. They have no right to complain.
    In the USA, we have an opportunity that is unique across much of the world: We are able to change the political landscape to mirror popular opinion, and we don't need military force to do it. (Mind you, the US isn't the only democratic republic on the globe, just the most famous.) All that is necessary is the casting of a ballot. If you can't do that, you obviously don't care enough to do anything but complain. And if that's the case, then I really don't have time for you. (Some individuals, including a certain admin who does not go by BR, being excepted: if you don't vote and don't care, I can only look at you funny and nothing more. I'm not going to try to vote vicariously through you.)
     
    Omi, Swert, Toaraga, LehvakLah, 22, and Turakii's mom (even though she didn't post), thank you for voting yesterday. Lady K, Makutaman, and Mikerahk, thank you for wanting to vote. Everyone else who voted, thank you for voting yesterday. My entire readership (all 20 (maybe) of you), thank you for bearing with me. In 2 or 4 or 6 years down the road, be reading the newspaper and register to vote in time for elections. You do 200+ years of democratic process proud when you do.
     
    And, barring a followup of the December runoff on the other side of the River/17th Street canal or something exceptionally boneheaded that happens locally, I've said my peace on the political spectrum. For a while, at least.
     
    Thank you, all, for bearing with me. This is my life; welcome to the fray.
     
     
    -KIE
  12. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    I'm not posting my weight, if only to say it's too much.
     
    Right outside my office door, on the counter across the hallway is the coffeemaker.
    There is both significance and irony in that fact. The significance is that there is often congregation outside my door. The irony is that I do not drink coffee.
    I don't know...something about coffee beans has never stroked my taste buds well. Nasal passages, sure: I can appreciate the aroma. But I've never acquired a taste for it, and caffeine just doesn't do that much for me.
     
    I mentioned modafinil a couple of weeks ago, maybe I should get a prescription or something....nah.
     
    While not patronizing the coffeemaker, I need something else for a warm drink, especially since the A/C is hardwired to 68°F (20°C, yeah, that's cold when it never heats to that temperature). Thus, I keep single-serve packets of hot cocoa in my desk.
     
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    I kid myself sometimes that I work for peanuts. Well, I'm not mocking my salary, but there are times I'm just goofing off, listless as it were, and digging the peanuts out of the 3½ lb. tin of mixed nuts (since I've already gotten out all the cashews).
     
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    I bet you're wondering how I'm going to tie those together. Well, if you're allergic to milk, soy, cocoa, peanuts, or tree nuts, look away.
     

     
    I shall call it: Reese's cocoa.
     
     
    -KIE
  13. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    Amanda & I went to see The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian tonight. Well worth the wait.
     
    Even saw some cosplayers.
     
    Or, more likely, just dressed up in an old Halloween getup. For shame.
     
     
    Anyway, we're both looking forward to The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, for whenever it comes out.
     
     
    -KIE
  14. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    Well, I alluded to it earlier, and I even told GN when I picked up his Bounty Hunter over the weekend, but thar she be: my first set review, first time in the public spotlight on BZP.
     
    Pity I don't have time to bask in it. Not if I'm going to finish this watershed deal so I can take tomorrow off to pack for Brickfest.
     
    It's 1:40 PM. Office closes in 4 hours, and I have at least 6 hours of work left to do on this, and that's assuming it goes smoothly. Curse you, ArcMap 9, and your inability to do automatically what I'm having to do manually in ArcGIS 3.2! *shakes fist*
     
    -KIE
  15. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    Yep.
    Confirmed it for me.
     
    I want to post a quick reply specifically to ChocolateFrogs: I don't have any MOCs (outside of my BrickFest badge) to post, for three reasons.
    1) I'm missing a good chunk of MOCcable pieces: outside of 3 8556 sets and a pair of Nui-Jaga, most of what I have are loose Kanohi. That, and the color selection in 2002 was rather limited.
    2) I lack the creativity to MOC. I like to construct the sets, but I can barely embellish here and there, like the half-pin on the back shoulder to stow Toa Nuparu's laser drill. I can do small stuff like that, but nothing truly original.
    3) I don't have a digital camera. The photos in my one 8729 review were from a Saturday I came in to work to build it & take pictures. I'm not relocating my LEGO collection to my office.
     
    Also, I was being sarcastic when I elicited the torpedo ratings Saturday night. But, it seems that was the invitation a lot of people needed, because my rating has just gone further south....
     
    But you know what? I'm over it. So brace yourselves for my last public words on my blog rating.
     
    Blog ratings are the reader's avenue for anonymous opinion of the blog. They range from 1 star (refuse (the noun, not the verb)) to 5 star (exemplary). Only one vote can be registered per BZP account per blog, and that vote cannot be changed once cast.
     
    Several people have decided recently that my blog is not worth the space it takes up on BZP's servers. So, rather than drastically restarting to include some form of the inanities seen elsewhere in the BZP Community Blogs, I'm going to cut a deal with those of you who have voted down my blog:
    Don't come back.
     
    I've got a readership (albeit a small one), so it doesn't matter now if my blog is in the Top 10 or mired in the lower abcesses of mediocrity. I can go on with what I'm doing now and still get my ego stroked by those already here. Mind you, this is not to close off this blog from anyone new that would like to read it. But if this is so bad to deserve the worst rating you can muster, please, for your own sake, don't suffer any longer by waiting for me to change.
     
    This goes for any future entries, too. What I say in the future, while obviously not the same words, will be the same ideas as have been in the past 7 months. So, if it's garbage now, it will still be garbage later. I encourage you to leave now, that my blog may not ever sully your computer screen, ever again.
     
     
    Everyone else (those of you who don't think my blog is worthy of the worst rating possible, and as such not garbage), thank you for bearing with me during this involuntary metaphorical flashback to the terrible social experiment that was KIE's graded school years. Omi knows what I'm talking about; hit him up over IM if you don't get what I just said.
     
     
    -KIE
  16. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    Kiss me out of the bearded barley
    Nightly, beside the green, green grass
    Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
    You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

    Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
    Lead me out on the moonlit floor
    Lift your open hand
    Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
    Silver moon's sparkling
    So kiss me

    Kiss me down by the broken tree house
    Swing me upon its hanging tire
    Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
    We'll take the trail marked on your father's map

    Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
    Lead me out on the moonlit floor
    Lift your open hand
    Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
    Silver moon's sparkling
    So kiss me

    <harmonica & guitar interlude>

    Kiss me beneath the milky twilight
    Lead me out on the moonlit floor
    Lift your open hand
    Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
    Silver moon's sparkling
    So kiss me

    So kiss me
    So kiss me
    So kiss me
  17. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    ...took his merry ol' time making his grand debut.
     

    Hello, little man!
     
    6 lb. 9 oz., 19¾ inches
     
    Date of birth: Wednesday, November 28, 2007
    Time of birth: 14:59 CST (40 minutes before the time this entry was published)
     

    Proud father, worn-out mother behind them.
     
    -KIE, finally an uncle
  18. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    I'd wanted to post during Brickfest, but I couldn't handle the felt-like-fragile keys of Omi's laptop, and I never really had time to think it out. It was busy, and it was a blast.
     
    Friday, I was picked up at the airport by a family I'd met through BZP, but not on BZP. We went out for Vietnamese food for dinner, well, late lunch, as I hadn't eaten since my last blog post. Vietnamese cuisine produces the ABSOLUTE BEST spring rolls in the the world. Just enough butter/fat in the frying, just the right size, just enough salt to make it tasty, and then the oil & rooster sauce to dip in. I mean, I actually ate them. That's an accomplishment for me, since I never eat egg rolls.
    Although, the bubble drink was an experience: jack fruit was certainly nothing I'd tasted before (not good not bad just different), but I'm not a tapioca person. I was belching tapicoa pretty much until we (the staff in attendance) visited the LEGO store after opening ceremonies.
     
    After the LEGO store, we went to California Pizza Kitchen. Never ate there before. Upset that IBC was served in bottles rather than Barq's or Mug or A&W or whatever from tap, that I couldn't get free refills. Mushroom pizza was good, but Black Six's garlic chicken was better. 'Twas a shame we missed Cajun leaving the Sheraton, as he actually wanted to go with us.
     
    Friday night was spent taking in the exhibits downstairs and finishing up the setup of the upstairs BIONICLE room. Saturday morning (Friday late-late night) was spent watching Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children. Omi....nah, I'm not gonna say it.
     
    Saturday was a trip. Met several BZPers who, despite the light grey Kanohi Rau that's been my avatar for roughly 4 years, had no clue who I was until I mentioned the Nuparu review I did. Sadly, no one told me my softball team went 4-9, so no one got a free canister of Tony Chachere's (something spicy) or jar of mayhaw jelly (something sweet). Oh well, at least I'm not a nobody anymore.
     
    Anyway, the jelly I brought went to:
    the family that took me out to eat Friday
    BR
    Omi
    Smeag
    Thomas Halphen, a friend I shall mention shortly.
    the mother of a BZPer who I talked through "tell me my softball team's record" Sunday during BrickParty.
     
    The Tony Chachere's I brought went to:
    Kaiapu and his fiancée
    B6
    Rayg
    Cajun
    Joe Meno, the guy in charge of Brickfest.
     
    Saturday evening, I met up with Thomas Halphen, a friend with whom I graduated from high school (in southwest Louisiana) that now works in northern Virginia. We went out for barbecue at Red Hot & Blue, and that was some of the best brisket I'd had in a long time. Ribs were good too, though I'm told I should've gotten the wet ribs if I weren't wearing so much white. We then went for coffee and chat atop the Hotel Washington, and I got to see some scenery I'd not seen in almost 20 years.
    Didn't take any pictures with a camera, but I certainly did with my mind.
     
    Saturday late-late night wasn't as late as Friday, but I still didn't get to bed until 1 AM.
     
    Sunday was mildly uneventful, except that I am now "charged" with helping to free the band. GN can blog next weekend with what his Bounty Hunter picked up on the way back to the Bayou State, I'll not spoil his surprise.
     
    The flight home was rather eventful: the plane had to make an emergency landing in Birmingham, Alabama after some lady in first class started having some severe chest pain. She was given 3 nitroglycerin pills (yes, they do keep those on planes) and some baby aspirin before we landed, and was much better on the ground than she was at 30,000+ feet (10 km) in the air. Still was taken via ambulance to the hospital in Birmingham, and we were about 2 hours late arriving at MSY. I think she's going to be okay, though.
     
    Anyway, the lack of sleep over what was supposed to be a vacation weekend is catching up to me, and I'm already back at work.
     
    -KIE
  19. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    One of the most thrown-out-there quotes is "Art imitates Life; Life imitates Art". There's a measure of truth to it, too. For instance, I give you a scene from both Bleach 19 and 211: Bakudō 99. It's funny, in that the first time it is introduced, the ultimate manner of restraint is rendered insufficient. In a similar manner, I've seen intangible things grow lives of their own, even recently. That the hype around some things can grow and build and compress and concentrate and...compress, it is noteworthy, in any life.
     
    Have any of you ever had a delayed surprise for friends or family? Has the planning ever made you giddy? Has the anticipation ever got so intense, it welled up in your chest like a knot? Did the reactions in your mind's eye ever distracted you so, that the energy started to eat away at you? Has your heart palpitated over such a surprise? Was it such that there wasn't a day you couldn't think about it? That random eye and hand twitches pop, just out of the blue?
     
    Imagine, if you will, trying to squelch such emotions for two months.
     
     
    I have a confession to make: when I restarted this blog, it was under a slightly false pretense. None of what you have read since August here has been fabricated. Come to think of it, none of it since 2006 has been fabricated. However, I've not been forthright in hitting the biggest points going on thus far. This is by design, however, as protocol dictates blood family carry certain courtesies not extended to non-related family. Two months have passed tonight, and finally, the opportunity to extend said courtesies has come to pass.
     
     
    It's time to spill the beans.
     
    WE'RE PREGNANT!
    WE'RE PREGNANT! WE'RE PREGNANT! WE'RE PREGNANT! WE'RE PREGNANT! WE'RE PREGNANT! WE'RE PREGNANT!
     
    -KIE
  20. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    No, that's not McNeese's football team's ranking in the I-AA er Football Championship Subdivision polls.
     
    That's what number I am upon registering for BrickFair this morning.
     
    Washington DC, here I come.....
    ...in about 10 months.
     
     
    -KIE
  21. Kopaka's Ice Engineering
    204½ lb., 24.0% body fat
     
    Where were you five years ago today?
    I remember where I was.
     
     
    Five years ago today, it was not Wednesday. It was Saturday.
    It was Saturday and I had a whistle.
     
    I was a basketball referee for the Upward basketball league at the church I attended, First Baptist Church of Moss Bluff. I wasn't that good, and I'm still not that good at it. (I'm prone to getting caught up watching the game instead of, y'know, actually refereeing it.)
     
    Anyway, the games lasted from 8:30 AM through to 3:30 PM. A full day of up & down a half-court, but on the bright side, I was compensated with as many chili dogs and/or nachos as I could stomach. (Seeing as I've let myself go over 200 lb., 49 of said pounds being fat, that's still a decent number.)
     
     
    After the end of the 5th-grade girls game, I helped break down the goals and put them away. Finally getting home, I changed T-shirts and got online, and brought up my trade topic, "My Krana for your Kanohi."
    Once there, I noticed the strangest thing: the "Edit this post" link wasn't where it was supposed to be, because a "Delete" link was in the way.
    I literally said aloud "What the frell." (Okay, it was to myself, but anyway...)
    I opened up my Buddy List (My parents still subscribed to AOL at that point.), and started an IM conversation with Bionicle [now Bionicle Rex]. There was a time a few months prior that the board lost my account, and then found it again, and he'd helped expedite my re-registration and account fixing when the board found the old one again.
     
    The conversation began as follows:
    It was at this point that I noticed my member group had changed, from Premier Members to Premier Moderators.
    (See, the color-shifty icons weren't up at the time: you knew who was who by the names on the forums, or by the gold gears since everyone had member icons at the time: the board was MUCH smaller.)
     
     
    For the past 5 years, I've been on staff at BZP.
    I was here for Kataraina (even if it was before I was on staff).
    I was here for bioncleblaster.
    I was here for the first dupe-account busting I remember, even though they were on a dialup IP.
    I was here when I moved to Akron for grad school, and got into two car wrecks.
    I was here for the first and second Ultimate Bionicle Quizzes (and I swear I'll finish the third sometime this month).
    I was here for the Mäori DNS attack, that Bink successfully thwarted, but it still left the colo guys spooked.
    I was here when LEGO landed on Mars.
    I was here for VahkiPower.
     
    5 years has been a long time, and I realize I'm "the FL no one seems to remember exists." I'm a relic like Rama~Swarm (and I remember when he was RAMA SWARM), Tok, and Pekel.
    But I'm still here.
     
     
    It's been a fun 5 years.
    *raises a metaphorical glass of sparkling white grape juice*
    Here's to the next 15.
     
     
    -KIE
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