Take Me Out To The Ballgame...!

Welcome to the Tucson Toros inaugural season! For a while, Tucson has been home to the Sidewinders - a minor league affiliate of the Arizona Diamondbacks. But the Sidewinders moved to Reno, leaving Hi Corbett Field vacant. Enter the Toros. If you cared, you could read all about the storied history of the Tucson Toros on wikipedia. But you don't, so let's get back to the game.

Of course, nothing completes a game quite like a ballpark dog.

I was a bit unsure what to wear to the game. I don't have any Toros gear, but their colors are red, black, and gold, so I figured a Cardinals shirt would work. I guessed right. I didn't see a single Toros shirt in the stands. People generally wore whatever baseball apparel they had - regardless of the team. It seemed to me, though, that I saw more Cardinals shirts and hats than any other club. It made my heart proud.

I promise, the stands filled up a bit more before the game. The crowd was a whopping 3,116!

It took some doing, but he finally got his hat back from his sister.

Getting the kids to look at the camera was like pulling teeth. They kept watching Tuffy the Toro. He was their favorite part of the game. About every 5 minutes, Boofus would ask where Tuffy was. Chubbles kept us up to date on his whereabouts: "Duddy dow dere!"

Tuffy Update: I got the kids to leave their mom alone this morning by telling them that I had Tuffy on the computer. This post was actually delayed an hour because I kept getting interrupted. "See Duddy!!!!!"

And after all that fun, there was a baseball game too! The Toros took on the Outlaws of Chico, California. The Toros starting pitcher struggled early, giving up 5 runs in the first three innings. Relief arrived in the fourth inning and the Outlaws were shut out for the rest of the game. The Outlaws' starter took a no-hitter into the sixth inning, but the Toros scattered four runs over the last four innings, including a run in the ninth, to get the crowd pumped...before the game ended with a double play. Ah well.

It was Fireworks Friday, so we enjoyed some of those after the game.

Then they let the kids run the bases after the fireworks. Here's Boofus rounding third. She's looking, and I think she's gonna make a break for home.

We really did have a blast and I , at least, am looking forward to the next time we can make it to a game. Come on down to Tucson this summer, and you can come with.

I love Jets

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Among the many things I wanted to be when I grew up, (astronaut, garbage man - I mean sanitation engineer, army sniper...) I wanted to fly fighter jets. Jets are just so cool!

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I didn't become a fighter pilot, (or an astronaut, or a sniper) I'm an electrical engineer. I design electronics that go into missiles. On a scale of separation, that's actually a lot closer to fighter jets than most people... but I still sit in a cubical.

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When I came down to interview with the company I work for, they put all of us hopefuls on a bus to tour the plantsite - which happens to be right next to the airport that is home to the state air national guard. On our way, four F-16s in succession flew over us to land. It was the coolest thing I saw during the whole trip.

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I see similar sights a couple of times a week. The building I work in faces the runway at about a 30 degree angle so I can see the jets if they are taking off or landing as I arrive or leave. I never get tired of it.

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Last night I had to work late. When I came out of my building, a flight of four F-16s was taking off... at night... with afterburners.

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I still want to be a fighter pilot when I grow up.

Many thanks to the photographers who took these pictures and posted them on flickr.

Some Stately Humor

I've had this picture rattling around in my head for a while. I've giggled at it myself a few times and finally got it down on paper so I could share it.

What Doesn't Taste Good Grilled?

Tonight we were having grilled hot dogs for dinner.

My wife was making a broccoli salad to go with it, so we fried up some bacon for the salad (any salad with bacon in it is a good idea in my book).


As I was standing there, thinking about hot dogs and bacon, an idea struck me...

...what if bacon + hot dog...?

Yes, I did - with the help of some toothpicks.

Look at it there, the king of the grill. The other hot dogs are ashamed to be so naked in its presence.

What's that? You don't think a normal bun will lend it the air of distinction it deserves?

Hmm, you could be on to something. It's a good thing I have this butter and this grill...

Now, there's nothing shameful about that bun, is there?

Add some barbeque sauce (Sweet Baby Ray's, if you please) and mustard to the top and I think that'll do it

Yeah, that'll make em jealous for sure.

Eat your heart out, kid.

The Bakery Strikes Back

I haven't really been holding out on you. I really haven't done anything very interesting or nerdy. I have spent a lot of time working in my backyard, but it's all been pulling weeds and digging holes - not very photogenic. But I did make this loaf of bread.

I used the recipe in the comments of my last post and I didn't let it rise too much. I baked it at 350F for 30 minutes and, I flatter myself, it turned out awesome! It's nice and soft and slices very easily. I ended up slicing the whole thing and storing it in an old bread bag. It tastes good too. I win.

The Enlightened Baker

I have recently been fascinated by bread. While cooking is something I enjoy and happen to feel pretty confident in, I consider it to be merely mixing up flavors and developing textures. Baking, on the other hand, is a whole different branch of chemistry. The different ingredients react together, and unless you understand what is going on, it's usually best to follow the recipe so you don't screw something up. After spending hours in the kitchen, it really is a shame to have an inedible lump to show for your work.

I have a wonderful cookbook, "The Joy of Cooking," that is full of cool recipes. What I like best about this book, though, is that at the beginning of each section, the author explains the theory behind whatever kind of food he is discussing. For example, in the section about pies, he explains that a flaky crust is formed when the gluten forms bonds in the dough and is rolled out, The layers of gluten are separated by the fat in the dough (butter, shortening, lard, etc). Thus, it is important not to overwork your pie crust, or the gluten will form throughout and you will have stiff crust. Cool, huh? You'd be surprised how much theory there actually is in the recipes you use. What I like to know is which parts of the recipe are the important ones and which ones I can play around with.

Back to bread: Let me preface this by saying that I do not drive a Prius. No offense intended to those who do, but I don't want you to think that I have any agenda in what I'm about to tell you. I don't like for there to be things in my food that I don't understand. I don't really like for there to be anything but, well, food, in my food. If you look in my grocery cart, you are going to find mostly basic whole foods like milk, cheese, vegetables, rice, fruit, and root beer - you know, things that don't have a list of ingredients because they are the ingredient. I don't want you to feel like I'm missing out on good stuff, I just make my own good stuff. And if I can't, I'll just buy it, because I'm not trying to be healthy, per se, I just think food tastes better that way.

My wife, on the other hand, is trying to be healthy, so she takes this stuff a bit more seriously than I do. Thus, she wants to be able to make her own bread. She starts with wheat. We recently got a wheat grinder so that we could make flour. The problem is that most bread recipes don't work very well with whole wheat flour. The bread comes out all dense and crumbly. In discussing this problem (yes, all our conversations are this interesting) I remarked that a whole wheat roll recipe we have turns out marvelously soft and fluffy rolls. I wondered what the difference was between the bread recipes and the roll recipe. I considered making an excel spreadsheet listing all of the ingredients of the many different recipes, normalizing around something like flour content so that I could make direct comparisons (You were wondering when I was going to do something nerdy, weren't you?). It turned out to be much easier than that. Instead of figuring out what was wrong with all of the other recipes, my wife suggested that we just use the recipe that we know works - and make bread loaves instead of rolls.

It worked, too well. The dough didn't rise - it exploded! I went outside for two seconds and my bread got a big head.

No, it isn't supposed to get that big. If it does, it usually means that there is a big air pocket in the middle of your loaf and the top can fall off when you try to tip the thing out of your pan, like this:

Topless bread is slightly less useful than it's topful counterpart. The good news? Another loaf made it out of the pan with its head intact and the bread itself is wonderfully soft and light. Yay for beating the system! Yay for whole wheat bread! Yay for slathering the previously healthy bread with artery clogging butter!

Pi Day, Schmi Day

I feel so un-nerdful. I didn't do anything special for Pi Day. I didn't make a pie. I didn't recite pi to the 314th decimal place. I didn't even do anything irrational. I thought about celebrating, but making a pie is just so much work, and I had other not-so-nerdy things to do, like weed the rocks in the front yard so the HOA stops sending me nasty letters. In fact, at 1:59:26 this afternoon, I couldn't have cared less what the radius or circumference of the weeds were - I just wanted them out of my gravel.

I did, however, make this hamburger.

It is round. I put pickles on it. They are roundish. There are 3 slices of tomato on this burger. Can we round that to 3.14? I think we can. The tomato slices are also round. The bun? You betcha - round. The potato chips? Uh, huh. My belly afterward? Most assuredly.

Pi Day, consider yourself observed.