Thursday, October 29, 2009

Office Etiquette: Appropriate Sneezing Responses

Office Etiquette: Appropriate Sneezing Responses



Yesterday I was in an all day meeting (which could/should/will be an article all to itself) and at some point during the session, someone sneezed and another person said "God Bless You". The person didn't just "GodBlessYou" in the mindless way everyone seems to; they made it a point to clearly and slowly say GOD.....BLESS....YOU. The three second act started to buzz around my head for a few minutes and I started to wonder if anyone was offended at the usage of the word God (Christian or Non-Christian)

If you are Christian, it seems kind of petty to invoke the name of the creator of all existence just because somebody had a very small biological reaction to dust in the air. I have heard that saying "Bless You" or "God Bless You" took hold during the dark ages because people thought a sneeze was your "soul attempting to escape your body". After some research that lore seems to be confirmed:
Several possible origins are commonly given. The practice of blessing a sneeze, dating as far back as at least 77 AD, however, is far older than most specific explanations can account for.

A legend holds that it was believed that the the heart stops beating and the phrase "bless you" is meant to ensure the return of life or to encourage your heart to continue beating.

One explanation holds that the custom originally began as an actual blessing. Gregory I became Pope in 590 as an outbreak of the bubonic plague was reaching Rome. In hopes of fighting off the disease, he ordered unending prayer and parades of chanters through the streets. At the time, sneezing was thought to be an early symptom of the plague. The blessing ("God bless you!") became a common effort to halt the disease.

A variant of the Pope Gregory I story places it with Pope Gregory VII, then tells the common story of "Ring Around the Rosey" being connected to the same plague

Another version says that people used to believe that your soul can be thrown from your body when you sneeze, that sneezing otherwise opened your body to invasion by the Devil or evil spirits, or that sneezing was your body's effort to force out an invading evil spirit. Thus, "bless you" or "God bless you" is used as a sort of shield against evil.

Alternatively, it may be possible that the phrase began simply as a response for an event that was not well understood at the time.

Another belief is that people used to see sneezing as a sign that God would answer your prayers or an omen of good fortune or good luck.In this case, "Bless you" would be in recognition of that luck.

Tibetan Buddhists believe a sneeze (like meditation, falling asleep, preparing to die) can provide a moment of "clear consciousness," when people are opened to greater understanding.

Credit: Wikipedia

PS: I had assume that "Gesundheit" meant the same thing in German, but the word has origins in both the German and Jewish cultures and has a minor but interesting variation. It is assumed that "Gesundheit" isn't blessing the other person, in rough translation in means "good health to me".

While the history of the term is certainly interesting, I wonder if phrases like that have a place at international corporations. The combination of cultural diversity and a bored HR departments could be a dangerous mix. My intent is to avoid sounding like "no more Xmas Parties in the office because it offends the non-Christians" people because that is an exhausting position (I have a Christmas party every year with Christian, Jewish, Muslim, and non-believers in attendance). On this side note: I don't view Xmas as religious in any way; I view Christmas as tourists view "The Running of the Bulls" in Spain. It is a cultural event that everyone can enjoy from the safety of balcony and should you find yourself on the ground and the path of a bull (or large angry house wife looking for that last toy on the list)... RUN.

For the most part, when someone sneezes, I am not thinking "I wonder what I should say", I am usually thinking, "I hope that clown covered their face". In a related event yesterday, there was a bull of a woman sitting behind me on the train ride home who was not only loudly conducting a conversation with two other people, she was sneezing and coughing all over the back of my head, I had to move. I did not say "GodBlessYou" or "Gesundheit" but I was giving her the death stare and maybe wishing her soul would fly away, infecting St. Peter at the gates of heaven. I also hope that he kicks her ass out. A man can dream...

UPDATE: This little article has become the all time most popular on the blog. If you have a second, can you tell me how and why you came across it - I just like to know where my readers are coming from.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Sunday Leftovers: Volume 01: Issue 50

Howdy True be-loggers - welcome to Sunday Leftovers! This week we will discuss the declining printed word, I will teach you a very cool Lentil Taco recipe, and introduce a new feature! Let's open up the fridge and see what's leftover...

[Rant: The Death of Newspapers]


I have mentioned in the past my childhood desire to be a newspaper writer (if it was good enough for Superman...), so I have grown increasingly concerned with the decline of the newspaper industry:

NEWSPAPERS MERGING = LESS UNIQUE VOICES

I have previously mentioned (on this blog) my issue with the government lifting the regulation of one person or corporation owning several news sources in one market. In the good old days, an entity couldn't own a newspaper,tv station, and radio station in the same city. That rule doesn't exist anymore and you have a guy like Rupert Murdock owning several newspapers in a market, controlling the local Fox news station (if not outright owning it), and also radio stations. I should also note that Murdoch also recently purchased Myspace. Makes you wonder what his next target is eh?

If you have a corporation owning several news sources in more market, it goes without saying they are going to try to increase efficiencies by combining departments, reducing head count, and eliminating "extras". But in the case of the news - it is good to have people walking the beat and checking any area of interest they can.

Let's not even mention the conflict of interest if said owner decided to support a political candidate or got pissed off at someone...

INCREASED POPULARITY OF OTHER NEWS SOURCES

Television news "personalities" like Bill O'Reilly and Michael Moore present hand picked items as news but it is really entertainment. Americans are becoming more dependent on these "voices" to help them formulate their opinions and beliefs (because Americans like to be entertained). In addition to these news personalities, the internet has overtaken newspapers for readers (source). While I love the internet , it is massive and an unregulated source of information. As you read this, how do you know I am not pulling this information out my ass?

Internet advertising is not as precise and harder to measure effectiveness than in newsprint. This makes advertisers less willing to spend their dollars on websites. Without a solid revenue stream, you are seeing more part-time and do-it-yourself journalism which is great, but we still need full time people watching the chicken coup to keep the wolves out. The problem is the wolves are getting all the money. Since they are bringing in viewers on a national level, those advertisers are spending their money to keep politically extreme shows like the O'Reilly factor on the air.

MASSIVE REDUCTION OF READERS

Less people are reading - period. The masses seem to prefer to get their mental stimulation through TV and visual internet sources (like youtube). This is a problem that has existed since the dawn of the printed word: If you allow people to spoon feed you your information, you can't form your own opinions. The Catholic church actually wanted people to be illiterate during the dark ages so the priests had more power over their subjects - they didn't want the masses to be able read and interpret the bible themselves. Now we are willingly allowing ourselves to be deceived.

The average reading ability for most adults in the US is estimated at the 6th grade level (click here for more). This means that people are becoming dumber because reading aptitude is a key indicator of intelligence. As America collectively becomes less intelligent, we don't read newspapers because WE CAN'T UNDERSTAND THEM ANYMORE.

I have to be honest with you - I think I have to end it here. Wait - one more thing: Go read a book and then read the New York Times before it goes out of print (it won't be long).

[Reblog: Thanksgiving Eve 2006]




I re-wrote an old story about Thanksgiving Eve 2006. If you didn't see the blog over the weekend, you can read it here

[Recipe of the Week: Lentil Tacos]


I am actually stealing this one from my wife this week, but of course with my own twist ;-)

INGREDIENTS
1 package of lentils
1 large Spanish onion diced
1 package of taco meat seasoning
2 cups of beef broth
2 bulbs of pressed garlic
1 package of whole wheat tortilla/soft tacos
4 cups of shredded low fat cheddar cheese (or you can get the "Mexican Cheese Mix" you see at the stores for tacos
4 cups of shredded lettuce

DIRECTIONS
NOTE: you want the lentils to have to consistency of ground meat mixture, so don't add too much broth to make it soupy (and if you do, drain it out before adding the seasoning)
1. Put a splash of oil in a large pan - heat on medium heat - and add the onions and the garlic and allow to cook for 6 minutes
2. Rinse off the lentils and let them sit
3. Add the beef broth and bring to a boil
4. Add the lentils - keep the broth boiling for 5 minutes and then drop to simmer for 20 minutes
5. While simmering, add the taco seasoning and (optional) salt (if you add the salt, wait until the end, it makes the lentils hard)
6. When the lentils are done, assemble to tacos by adding lettuce and cheese to your liking and then of course add the lentil mixture

Delicious

[DIY of the Week: Make a Halloween Rotting Corpse]


Delight your neighbors by hanging a rotten corpse in front of your house



Click here for the full tutorial

[Video of the Week]




[The Back Window]

New Feature Alert: As you know, I like throwing in a picture I have discovered in my weekly surfing and as of last week, I figured out how to put music on the blog, so I am putting my hands together friends...



CREDIT: Ryo Tomo - Love and Heartbreak Series


CREDIT: Ola Podrida

[Conclusion]


Thanks for reading this week! If you need to reach me, you can contact me via email: "blog at joeylombardi.com". As always, don't take shit from anybody.

Smell You Later,
~ Joey

Joey Lombardi | Create Your Badge

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Thanksgiving Eve (2006)

[A Brief History]

About 8 years ago (when I was still in college and interning), my cousin's business was located in downtown Marlton, NJ. I used to meet him for lunch regularly at his office and I often brought my co-worker "Shame" (I am going to keep the naming methods from "The Night We Got Beat Up"). During the holidays at my office, people used to leave around lunch and never came back. We got the wink that we could leave at noon the day before Thanksgiving and decided to meet up with my cousin and his business partner. When we got there, we couldn't agree on a place to go, so my cousin looked at his buddy and said - "Follow Us" with an ominous tone.

We ended up going to the Jug Handle and for the next few years it became a mini-tradition. As my cousin and his partner stopped going for various reasons, I started supplementing the crowd with other work buddies. The Jug Handle was great because it had cheap food, cheap drinks, pool, darts, and shuffle board. Eventually people switched jobs and meeting at the Jug Handle became a pain in the ass because nobody worked or lived around there anymore and the cops were out looking for DUI's. In 2006 we agreed to meet in a small bar attached to Fuddruckers because we knew nobody would be there and we could have a few hours to ourselves. This is the story of that day.

[Fuddruckers]

I decided to open up the invitation to my cousin and a few college buddies, Fudds is near my cousin's place so I thought he could make it, but he couldn't that year, but my college friends did. Republicaster made the trip from Pa and agreed to spend the night. With Republicaster involved, I knew it was going to be a crazy night. Another friend agreed to drive us to our liquid lunch and my future wife would meet us there when she was done work. On the way to the bar, we picked up The Mongolian from my Fear and Loathing stories. On this particular day, Republicaster had just discovered the video "Two Girls and a Cup" and made us all watch it. If you don't know what this video is, I wouldn't recommend googling it unless you like watching people eat freshly squeezed feces. Republicaster played that damn video on every computer he came in contact with that day and on his iPhone.

We were really early and the other guys informed us they were getting out of work late, so we stopped at a Chinese Buffet down the street and loaded up. After 20 minutes, The Mongolian looked like he was going to pass out in a food coma. He stopped eating which had me concerned for his whole day drinking stamina. After 40 minutes of killing time, we got the word that the others were on their way, so we left for the bar. Clowncar and "The Professor" were already there and we quickly settled in and started taking advantage of Fudd's Blue Moon special (I don't know how I remember that). Shame and Grapeape were the next to arrive and we started playing pool and darts. We were having a great time and then Shirts walks in sporting a 1992 US Basketball Dream Team Jersey complete with head and wrist bands. The verbal beating that Shirts took that day became legendary (check out the video). Shame actually had to tell us to stop because Shirts was really upset over the verbal lashing. It didn't stop Clowncar.



[La Casa de Shirt]

My future wife showed up just as "The Professor", Grapeape, and Clowncar were leaving. My college friend left to pick up his lady friend and never came back - typical. Shirts suggested we enjoy a few beverages at his place. Off we went. Shirts had recently moved into a nice condo and he was definitely entertaining often based on the amount of booze at the place. Republicaster immediately went up to the loft and started showing everyone "Two Girls and a Cup", even after repeated viewings, I threw up in my mouth a little bit. Republicaster must have had it on repeat as I heard him belly-laughing for several minutes. Up to this point, I hadn't really noticed how much Republicaster was drinking, but I started to see bottles of Shirt's scotch start to pile up next to his recycle bin. Shirts had invited some of his other friends over as well because he was leaving the country for the holidays for a few weeks. Shirts also invited his neighbors over. His neighbors were divorced women who were dressed just a little bit provocatively. Republicaster was all over this. Somehow they started talking politics and George Bush. At some point in the night, Republicaster said "George Bush is a great president - how can you deny it? - we won the war on terror". If you haven't figured it out, this is how Republicaster earned his name. This started a shouting match between Republicaster, Allison, and I that Shirt's semi-tramp neighbor had to break up by getting Republicaster to go outside with her for a cigarette. Looking at the recycling bin there were two empty bottles of scotch, 2 empty bottles of rum, 3 empty vodkas, and at least a case of beer. Allison didn't have one drink at Shirt's place and I stopped well before my shouting match with Republicaster which was good because Shame, The Mongolian, and Republicaster wanted to leave. Shame's dad was playing music at an old-school Italian bar near Berlin, NJ so we agreed to go there.

[Volare's]


This place was totally "Guido'ed" out. Lots of dark slicked back hair, gold chains, teased hair, Frank Sinatra covers.... Shame immediately started doing shots of tequila with family members at the bar. The Mongolian got sucked into the vortex and quickly became a drunken zombie. Republicaster found his way to the outdoor patio and started making friends outside. Me and Allison were sitting at a table waiting for Shame to find some girl to take home so we could leave. We stayed a while as Shame performed with his dad's band, but I could see most of the women at the bar were more like family to Shame and the girls that met his approval - well, I think he already slept with most of them. Shame decided it was time to go to a bar near his house. At this point Allison said enough. We promptly told the guys we would take them to the bar but they have to find their own way home OR we would drive them all back to their houses. Shame wanted to go to the bar (because he could walk home). Republicaster got caught up in Shame's spell thinking he could actually get his run off. Shame left no run off. If there are three girls, Shame will try to get all three. I tried to warn Republicaster but he wasn't listening.

[Home-bound]

As we pulled into the new bar's parking lot, I looked at The Mongolian who had not spoken a word in over an hour, I told him we could take him home and he looked like he really want to leave with us, but Republicaster pulled him out of the car. I looked at Republicaster - who was supposed to be staying at my house - and said "if you leave with them, I am not coming back out to get you. You will have to find your own way." He said he understood and with that I shut off my cell phone. Getting home was terrible. There were so many checkpoints I was really glad Allison hadn't had a drink in close to 7 hours, but I still took her down back-roads to avoid any possibility of conflict with the police. We got home and went to bed. I never did turn my cell phone on.

[The Morning After]

Thanksgiving day was misty and cold. As I turned on my cellphone I knew I was going to have several obscenity-laced message and I was right. As I predicted, Shame quickly found a girl and left Republicaster and The Mongolian behind. The Mongolian had enough and started to walk home (about 2 miles). Republicaster started following him back. As Republicaster followed, he called me on his cell phone to tell me to pick him up, of course I never answered. The messages became more desperate and crude. The Mongolian told me Republicaster was trying to hitch-hike a one point (Republicaster hates to walk). Eventually they made it to The Mongolian's house. The Mongolian's wife - Lady Death Strike - is a very clean woman. Their rug and couch are white and you have to be very careful not to mess up their pristine set-up. This was not a good situation for Republicaster.

Lady Death Strike later told me she heard snoring from downstairs and had assumed it was one of their friends but she didn't know anyone that snored that loud. The Mongolian was still in his drunken zombie mode and offered no information. The good lady was left to wonder who was sleeping on her couch that evening.



As I deleted Republicaster's half-dozen messages, Allison and I went to the gym. After we got out, my phone rang and it was a very panicked Republicaster asking me to get him the hell out of The Mongolian's cave before they woke up. He didn't want to deal with any awkward conversations with Lady Death Strike who he didn't know well at the time. Allison and I laughed as we went to get Republicaster. I texted him when I was at the door and he snuck out.

Republicaster promptly informed me that he lost his credit card and I needed to take him back to the Guido Bar. So I had to drive to Berlin (about 25 minutes) and then back to my place (which was 40 minutes). When we got to the bar, some meat-head was yelling at his girlfriend; he peeled off when he noticed Allison and I were shamelessly watching him. Another girl dropped off a very shady looking character at the bar. He quickly got in his car and pulled off without saying a word. Ah, who doesn't love the sights of trashy South Jersey one night stands.

Republicaster got back in the car and we went back to my place. He quickly grabbed his stuff and left so he can celebrate the holiday with his family. My family enjoyed our typical early meal and then I drove back to Berlin to take my Grandmother home and then off to my future in-laws.

[Conclusion]


Needless to say it was a long 24 hours. The last few years we have continued to meet at Fudds for a few hours. It has been getting harder as some of the guys have kids at home and they need to get back and help their wives with holiday preparations. Regardless of the obstacles, we plan on getting together again this year.

If you find yourself going out on Thanksgiving Eve - make sure you have a designated driver and don't "Shame" your friends.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Reblog: Squid Term Clarification

Hi true be-loggers! Since I introduced the new site, I figure I should explain what it is all about:

Squid Clarification

New Website: Squidbuster.com


I am pleased to announce the creation of yet another new website... Squidbuster.com! My friends have been using the term squid to describe "meatheads" and general all purpose jerks for several years and we think it is time to share it with the world.

Squidbuster is (hopefully) going to be a collaborative effort with myself and a few friends to start; but we are also looking for this to be an outlet for readers to publish content as well. If you see a Squid in action, email us at "blog at squidbuster.com" to get the picture on the website (please send it with a back story).

Hope you find our new project entertaining, thanks for visiting my growing network of sites.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Sunday Leftovers: Volume 01: Issue 49

Howdy true be-loggers... welcome to 49th issue of Sunday Leftovers! This week we will discuss how dead Philadelphia was (not a Halloween thing), old friends, and how to make a delicious soup out of leftover vegetables (wow - leftovers - get it? GET IT!?!). Let's open up the fridge and see what's left after this soup.

[Work]

A good portion of my week was spent (socially) with co-workers from another state; since they are always such good hosts when I travel, it was only right I attempted to show them a good time. We hit a couple of Center City spots that I like (yes - we went to Jose Pistolas and I contend that for a little beer bar, their food is always very good to excellent). I wish I could give you some outstanding stories featuring interesting things/people, but for the most part - Philadelphia bars were dead quiet this week which was weird with the Phillies advancing in the playoffs.

Because I was going out every night, I was forced to find some alternative gym arrangements. My building has a modest gym but the idea of getting sweaty with co-workers I don't know doesn't appeal to me. A kid I work with reminded me of the Bally's a few blocks a way; I retained my membership even though I signed up for a new gym near my house. I had never been to the Philadelphia Center City Bally's and I like trying out different gyms, so I packed a bag and went. The building was beautiful, but in typical Bally's fashion, the lower levels were completely disgusting. The locker room was nasty (but not as bad as the Deptford location) and there were quite a few creepy old men strutting around naked like they had nothing better to do. Gross.

[Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes]

In last week's blog I mentioned I was going to do a retrospective on the year's worth of changes that happened since I got married. The main theme was going to be me venting about a situation I have grown frustrated with... but after a week of thinking about it, I wrote this:

Fifty-three weeks ago, my wedding featured two best men; one I talk to often and remain close with, the other one I don't talk to at all. Some of the fissures in the friendship have been documented on this blog over the last 18 months as they were happening (I am not going to connect those dots for you, the info is here if you want to look for it), but I have remained silent for a while, waiting to see what happened. Nothing did.

As I prepped for my lambasting post this week, it started to dawn on me that I am not really mad at him; I am mad at me. Why? I have to admit that I bet on the wrong horse. This isn't an attempt to piss on the guy, but I should have made changes when I saw it going down hill. I selected him as Best Man #2 because he was the friend closest to my future wife (at the time that I asked), and I thought it was a nice gesture. The situation took an increasingly sour tone: I wasn't sure if it was his life or the additional stress of best man duties, but I started getting the silent treatment until a few days before the wedding. In retrospect, I really feel bad that I didn't give the slot to another friend or my cousin, especially after that friend stepped up big time to deliver "the funny speech" at the wedding.

My former friend has never been anything else than who he was - good or bad: I thought I could change/help his behavior with kindness, then tough love, then tougher love, and sometimes outright rudeness (I am not going to downplay my actions). None of my attempts at "help" did anything. Nothing. Eventually, I could tell that my calls were becoming more unwelcome to him (some people don't want their faces rubbed in steaming piles of truth) - so I stopped calling and he never called again. Point taken.

Five years ago I was asked to be the best man in a wedding and I didn't think I deserved the position (and I basically said that, but was assured that I was the person to fill the role). During the planning of their wedding we talked less and we had less in common. By the time the wedding came, I was in a very different place in life, but I still tried to be a good best man and make their day easier for them and I think I did (they also did some things that made certain situations easier on me). After the wedding, we continued our course of drifting apart. We still get together a couple of times a year, and I think he wishes we hung out more, but he is looking for the guy he used to hang out with, and I am not that person anymore...

Reflecting on both situations, my former friend is on his own journey and the guy I asked to be Best Man #2 was gone before the wedding happened. I am not much for lamenting, and holding grudges takes too much effort; so I will wish him luck on his new path.

[Recipe of the Week: Joey's Vegetable Medley Soup]

I had a bunch of stuff in the fridge that I needed to cook before it went bad. This is the result:

INGREDIENTS:

2 diced onions
3 diced/pressed bulbs of garlic
1 diced red pepper
1 diced green pepper
3 cups of de-stemmed shredded spinach
4 cups of chicken stock or 4 cups of vegetable stock (make sure to add a little more salt to taste)
4 cups of water
1 cup brown rice
1 cup quinoa (optional for more protein and fiber)
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
2 tablespoons sriracha sauce
a splash of olive oil

SEASONING PACK:
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon pepper
1 tablespoon of garlic powder
1 tablespoon of dried parsley


DIRECTIONS
1. Get a soup pot and add a splash (about three table spoons) of olive oil. Heat the oil on low-medium and then add the onions, peppers, and garlic. Put on a lid and let them cook down for 6-8 minutes (when the onions are golden, move on)
2. If you are adding the quinoa, do so at around the 4 minute mark and let that cook until brown.
3. Add the chicken/vegetable stock and increase the heat to medium
4. Add the spinach and allow it to cook down
5. Add the water (I usually put the Worcestershire sauce in the water before I add it to the soup) and the Seasoning Pack to the soup and bring to a boil.
6. Add the brown rice and allow to cook for five minutes
7. Add the sriracha sauce, mix, and remove from heat

That's it - Let me know what you think

[DIY of the Week: Halloween Bouquet]

Here is something extra you can do for the kids you like in the neighborhood:


Halloween decorations: Halloween Candy Bouquet - More DIY How To Projects

[Video of the Week]



[Picture of the Week]

In Honor of "Where the Wild Things Are's" release...


[Conclusion]

If you are looking for the jazz documentary videos, unfortunately my subject came down with the god-damn swine flu this week and canceled his performance which is throwing the project into chaos. Don't worry - I'll figure something out. If you need to reach me, you can contact me via email: "blog at joeylombardi.com". As always, don't take shit from anybody.

Smell You Later,
~ Joey

Joey Lombardi | Create Your Badge


BONUS:
I wanted to see if I could get music working on the blog... Let's see if this works...

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Sunday Leftovers: Volume 01: Issue 48

Howdy true be-loggers welcome to issue 48 - Only one month left before we switch over to V2! This week we will discuss my anniversary, baby-sitting, and salty roast beef. Let's open the fridge and see what's leftover.

[Wedding Anniversary - One Year]


Tomorrow marks an entire year that I have been married - my wife is sitting next to me expecting a compliment, so I guess I should say something nice... She has excellent taste in pens.

Seriously, while the act of marriage hasn't changed our lives much, I am enjoying the life I have built with my wife very much and I look forward to the next 50 years. Here is a funny video we made that played while during out entrance at the wedding:



[Baby Sitting]


My oldest friend is a few weeks away from having his second child... so me and the wife volunteered to watch the first born when the need arises. We thought it would be good to watch Jackson while his parents were available in case he freaks out, today was session #1 and he was an angel much to our to surprise. If he keeps this up he is going to give us ideas that having a kid is easy...



(Wow - I am getting my money's worth out of these old videos)

On a side note - I was at my cousin's house yesterday and Cashews and babies don't mix. We were there because we took my nine year old cousin out to breakfast for his birthday but he has always been such a great kid, that I never count him as a normal baby-sitting experience.



[Lombardi Wine Making Day 2009]

I posted this earlier in the week but here it is again; I made wine with my family on Wednesday after a several year hiatus. For my non-Italian readers who may think this is something that most Italians do - it isn't. I don't associate this so much with Italian (although one of my friends does it too), I like to think of this as more of a Lombardi thing than universal Italian. Instead of talking about it, you can just watch some video here

I have about 4 hours of video with some very funny conversations, so I might carve up the masters and make some more clips, so be on the look-out if you care.

[Recipe of the Week: The Perfect Roast Beef Sandwich]

I got this idea from the Barefoot Contessa on the Food Network, but when I actually cooked it - it went so terribly wrong. B.C. suggested coating the roast in an insane amount of salt. It came out GROSS (I actually started seeing stars), I don't know what that bitch was thinking. So here is the modified more awesome version.

INGREDIENTS
5lb Roast (stringed up if possible)
1/4 cup of room temperature salted butter
1/4 lb of parmigiana hard cheese (shaved)
A nice Italian roll
Roast Rub:
1 tablespoon sea salt
1 tablespoon ground pepper
2 teaspoons onion powder
1/4 teaspoon oregano
1/4 teaspoon parsley
A dash of thyme

DIRECTIONS
1. Leave the roast out for 25 minutes to get it room temperature
2. Get the soft butter and rub it all over the roast
3. Sprinkle the rub all over
4. Spray an inch deep pan with olive oil or pam
5. Pre-heat the oven to 500 degrees and put in the roast
6. Leave roast at that temp for 27 minutes and then drop down to 325 for another 30 minutes
7. Take the roast out and cover with tin foil for 20 minutes
8. Carve it up nice and thin and put it in the bread and top with the cheese

[DIY of the Week: Halloween Part Three: DIY Pop-up Halloween Decoration]


Low cost Halloween pop-up character - More DIY How To Projects

[Image of the Week]


NOTE: I am skipping the video this week since I have some many personal youtubes, but I have a cool Halloween themed one for your next week.

[Conclusion]

I am in the middle of a food coma thanks to an awesome meal at Buddakan in Philadelphia, so I will make this brief. I plan on doing a mini-retrospective this week or during next weeks issue on what has changed in my life since I got married - it is shaping up to be interesting to say the least. If all goes to plan, we should see some clips to the Jazz documentary I am working on, and much more. If you need to reach me, you can email me at: "blog at joeylombardi.com". As always, don't take shit from anybody!

Smell You Later,
~Joey

Thursday, October 08, 2009

Wine Day 2009

Made some wine with my family this week. Here is the video....

Here is the whole day in high speed:



Here is a special episode of the Grape Crusher falling off the fence:

Monday, October 05, 2009

Fixing the Garmin 700 Series

On Saturday afternoon, I turned on my car and got a very unpleasant surprise: my new GPS stopped working. The device was stuck at the "loading maps" section of the start up. This put me in a foul mood during the day as I attempted to fix it. I tried connecting it to my computer and updating the firmware, but the device was frozen in the boot up screen. I called support but they are closed Fri-Sat-Sun. I checked the website support FAQ and low and behold it is a known issue...

It seems that Garvin attempted to send out an update via the actual satellite connection and it corrupted many units. There was a fix, but you had to get be able to update firmware. My unit wasn't up to that.

I got in touch with support today expecting to have to ship my unit back. It turns out there is a very simple way to reset the frozen USB detection. Here is a step by step set of instructions to repair the 700 or 800 series Garmin Nuvi:

1. If you haven't already, download the Firmware updater here
2. Make sure you have the usb cable that came with the device or a very good one.
3. Make sure the device is off; turn it on with your thumb on the bottom right portion of the touch screen.
4. The unit will ask if you want to wipe all personal data, say yes. The device will turn off.
5. Plug the unit into your PC via the USB cable. It should be detected by your PC as a mass media storage device.
6. Run the firmware update program and follow the prompts.

This should fix your unit.

Pretty simple - not sure why the company website couldn't provide this information.

Let me know if this working for you: "blog at joeylombardi.com"

Sunday, October 04, 2009

Sunday Leftovers: Volume 01: Issue 47

Howdy true be-loggers, welcome to issue 47! Only 5 weeks until Volume 2 - crazy stuff. I have been sick most of the week, so I was pretty boring, not much to talk about. That being said, let's open up the fridge and see what's left over.

[Deodorant]

I have been reading about the potential impact of aluminum based deodorants - basically lot of potential brain and memory issues. Smelling good at the cost of my fantastic brain is not worth it, but I don't want to be stinking people out so I tried several aluminum free products this week.

Tom's of Maine
Website: Toms of Maine

Smells good, but kind of itchy. After a few days didn't notice the itchy.

Arm and Hammer Natural
Website:Arm and Hammer

Good smells, definite itch the first day I used it, but then got better.

Make your own via Lifehacker

[Picture of the Week]


[Recipe of the week: Nutella Bread Pudding]

INGREDIENTS

12 slices brioche bread or challah, at least 1 day old
1 1/2 cups nutella
2 cups light cream
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 cup sugar
3 large eggs

DIRECTIONS

1. Preheat the oven to 350°F Grease an 8-inch square baking dish with unsalted butter.
2. Make 6 sandwiches with the bread and nutella. Cut each sandwich into 6 to 8 pieces. Pile the sandwich pieces into the prepared baking dish.
3. In a small saucepan, combine the cream, salt, and vanilla and cook over medium heat until warm.
4. In a large bowl, whisk together the sugar and eggs. Slowly add the cream mixture, stirring constantly to make sure the eggs do not cook.
5. Pour the mixture over the bread and cover the dish with aluminum foil.
6. Bake on the center rack of the oven for 30 to 40 minutes, removing the foil after about 20 minutes. The finished pudding will be golden brown on top.
7. Allow the pudding to rest for at least ten minutes before serving.


[DIY of the Week: Make Realistic Guts]

Since this is Halloween season, I will be doing a series of Halloween themed DIYs. This week, how to make guts:

How to make Guts

[Video of the Week]
This is very odd and creepy...


[Conclusion]

That's all for this week. If you need to reach me, you can contact me via email: "blog at joeylombardi.com". As always, don't take shit from anybody.

Smell You Later,
~ Joey

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