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Just keep skating

Went skating on Sunday, to try out my new outdoor wheels. Twenty feet from the parking lot, I wiped out on the pavement, took all the skin off my knee. Two little boys on bikes rode by and audibly gasped at the blood. The older one said, "Man, if that were me, I'd DEFINITELY be crying." Jumped right up, looked at them and said, "You gotta be brave and just keep skating!" And then went and got my kneepads like a smart person.

Also: Dang, you guys, skating for distance in quads is *nothing* like skating in rollerblades. Also also: Ow, my thighs.


Clockwork Game Update: 10/20/11

And that's the end of the Napoleon scene. These pages were some real fun to draw! I also went back and added a few more notes to the earlier pages, so if you were confused by some of the banter between Napoleon and Maelzel, those might help clear it up a bit. There've also been recent updates to the cast and Historical Reference pages.

Signal Boost of the Week goes to my old college buddy Mike Zawacki, whose new movie The Wars of Other Men is really starting to gain speed prior to its release. Last week they released a trailer to critical praise around the web. Mike's been working on this movie for years now, pulling shoots together with no budget and an all-volunteer cast and crew -- and the results are nothing short of amazing. They're finishing up the last few special effects shots now, and if you want to follow the progress up until the release date, you can friend them on Facebook. I'm so excited about this movie I can hardly stand it.


Shaggymanes

On Sunday, Paul took the dog to the park across the street, and noticed a huge patch of mushrooms that had sprung up overnight. He thought they looked like an edible kind, so he called me over. I was 95% sure I was looking at shaggy manes, but being that I really like my liver and want to keep it in good working order, I hesitated until I could check them with a practiced mushroom hunter.

Unfortunately, shaggymanes have about a one-day window in which you can pick them, and by the time I got a solid confirmation it was three days later. Most of the patch had turned to black goo (hence their other nickname, "Inky caps"), but there were a few brand-new mushrooms that'd popped up in the interim. Those I picked tonight, and fried in butter for dinner. So good! They would make an absolutely outstanding cream-of-mushroom soup, and I know the taste would compliment chicken really well in a casserole. Seriously, they were fantastic; I like the taste better than oysters or hen-of-the-woods. Best of all, now that I know we've got a good patch of them growing, we've got many years of delicious harvests ahead of us.


I'm not at NYCC, but my comics are!

Thanks to the kindness of the lovely and talented Carol Burrell, my comics will be at the New York Comic-Con this weekend, at booth S8.


Clockwork Game Update: 10/13/11

Signal Boost of the Week goes to Aaron Diaz of Dresden Codak, who is doing some of the most beautiful character redesigns I've ever seen, over on his outstanding blog, Indistinguishable from Magic. Lately, he's also been doing some really great Livestreams, some of which are archived, where you can see the kind of painstaking work he puts into his digital paintings.


Pasties and Pawpaws

Coworker J came over tonight and he and Paul and I made pasties. J's a Yooper by birth, and was lamenting the lack of pasties hereabouts, and so last year I told him we'd make them together. The autumn got away from me, and so we had to wait until this year to make the pasties. They were worth the wait! We even made some with "afters": a little crust divider with dessert on the other side -- in our case, apple pie, with some fresh Northern Spy apples -- so as you eat your way through from right to left you get two meals in one crust. So tasty! I highly approve of this innovation.

In the middle of the day, I got the weekly newsletter from the Food CoOp, which announced that they had pawpaws in stock. This made me ridiculously happy: I've heard about, read about, and even sung songs about pawpaws, but had never tried one. We didn't have pawpaw trees on the farm, and thanks to their short shelf life -- a day or two at the most, once they're ripe -- I'd never seen one for sale at a store or farmer's market. I jumped at the chance to finally see what all the fuss was about.

The verdict: like many good things to eat, pawpaws are a lot of work, but the taste is completely worth it. All the descriptors I'd read, "custardy," "like an overripe banana," "tasting of mango or pineapple" were completely accurate. I wasn't prepared for how messy they are, though: soft and sticky and sweet, with plentiful black seeds to navigate, each bigger than a lima bean, each of which clings tenaciously to the sweetest bits of pulp. And that pulp -- oh, my. What an unexpected surprise! You can smell it coming through its skin, rich and sweet and amazing, and it tastes so different from any other fruit that grows around here. I can't imagine why more people don't make more of a fuss over them. These would be fantastic in pudding, or quickbreads. Or jam! If only I had a place to plant pawpaws.


Clockwork Game update: 10/06/11

Signal Boost of the Week goes to the one and only Kate Beaton, who has a brand-new book out! If for some reason you've been living under a rock and have never read Hark A Vagrant, you really owe it to yourself to start. Kate's stuff is the best!


Can-a-pa-looza

Eight quarts of tomato sauce. Four quarts of sauerkraut. Lea's roast chicken with apple-almond stuffing, on a bed of white and sweet potatoes. Five quarts of brown chicken stock. Big pot of potato-leek soup made with some of the chicken stock. Two quarts of squash puree prepped for this year's pies. Baked squash seeds.

Harvest time, it is good.


Gardening costs

Whenever people discuss frugality or ways to stretch your budget in this tough economy, one of the first things that gets suggested is starting a garden and then canning or freezing what you grow. I myself am a big proponent of both, as should be obvious to people who read this blog.

But really -- how much does one save? Well, that depends on a lot of factors. Let's take, as an example, the tomato sauce I made this weekend.

Ingredients:
around a bushel of tomatoes (~50 lbs)
one large onion
a head of garlic
four bell peppers

Yield: about eight quarts (I like thick sauce; you could probably get ten if you like it thinner)
Time: six to eight hours, including processing time.

First, let's assume best-case scenario: starting your own plants from seed and planting on land you have access to: your yard, or a neighborhood garden.

A packet of tomato seeds and a packet of pepper seeds would set you back about $5 total (and that's using cheap, hardware-store seed, not organic seed). Alternately, healthy young plants cost about $2 each -- you'd need at least 4-8 tomato plants depending on yield and at least one good pepper plant, for a total of around $15. Then you have to tend and water them for at least 3 months. Total cost, not counting time and water investment: $5-$15, plus $2 for lids, plus another $1 for a big onion and $1 for a head of garlic, best case scenario, assuming you already own canning jars; that's somewhere between $1 - $2.40 per jar.

Buying direct from the farmer's market, tomatoes cost around $25 per bushel. Best case scenario, if you qualify for SNAP and have a participating market, you might be able to get them for $12.50. Plus lids, onions and garlic again, you're looking at $2 - $3.75/jar.

None of this takes into account having a functional stove, pots big enough to boil two gallons of sauce down, a food mill, the time to process the food, or the transportation to get a bushel's worth of tomatoes back home (try that on the bus sometime). Even if you only "pay yourself" $1 per hour for your time, and ignore the transportation/gas/electric/water costs involved, those quarts are much closer to $5-$10 each. Throw kids into the equation (either watching, or figuring out babysitting during shopping/gardening and cooking) and the time cost gets exponentially steeper.

I grew my tomatoes from seed at a community garden, but bought the peppers, garlic and onion, and that made my material costs equal to about $1.50 /quart. I'm blessed to have inherited a seemingly endless supply of canning jars, as well as a Victorio Strainer, so I don't have any equipment costs beyond lids. Giving myself $1 an hour, and factoring in a few external costs, I project my sauce actually works out to someplace around $5-$8/quart. Not much of a savings when you consider you can walk into Meijer's and get Newman's Own for $2.16. True, organic sauce at the food co-op costs $6/quart -- but that $25/bushel at the farmer's market is for conventional tomatoes. The cost goes up if you buy organic (again, unless you grow your own).

Here's another thing to consider: I don't have a yard suitable for growing food in. I did cobble together a couple of small garden boxes, but the light is weak enough that I'm pretty limited to what I can grow. That still gives me a much better setup than someone with an apartment balcony, and works out to about 16 square feet of dirt. I'm a pretty good gardener, can afford good seed, practice square-foot gardening, use trellises and can afford the odd bit of fish fertilizer. I also have space for a compost heap, which keeps me from having to buy more dirt every spring --again, not something someone could do in an apartment, or in most rental scenarios (though one of my landlords did let me keep a garden when I asked, so it's not out of the question). All this means I have much more knowledge, space, and tools at my disposal than your average person off the street. That being said, here's what my home garden yielded this year:

a pint of sugar peas
a dozen tennis-ball sized tomatoes
a quart of string beans
a pint of edamame beans
three small bunches of chard
about fifteen salads' worth of lettuce
about a pound of runner beans

and that's all. This was a legume-heavy year to prep the soil for nightshades or cucurbits next year -- and while I could do another late planting of lettuce or kale, I'd only get maybe another two small bunches out of them. (Cold frames are off the table this year -- I just don't have the time, energy or tools to build them, and even if I found some storm windows to salvage, I'd still be looking at about $30 in lumber, parts, and gas.) And again, this is with a better setup than many urban gardeners could hope for.

Yes, gardening, cooking, and food preservation *can* help extend your food budget -- and home- or locally-grown food is better for you in all sorts of ways -- but they're just not magic bullets. Unless you have a huge yard, save your own seed every year, and have the time and energy to throw into heavy-duty gardening, they're a supplement, at best.

I am, of course, going to keep doing each of these things as long as I have the time, money, and location to do so -- and I want somebody to come check me for a pulse if I ever stop -- but I think it's important to have a look at the total cost at the end of the season.


This? Totally works.

How to Peel a Head of Garlic in Less Than 10 Seconds from SAVEUR.com on Vimeo.

Tried this over the weekend with two heads of garlic and some mismatched mixing bowls. Fifteen seconds of shaking left us with two perfectly peeled heads of garlic. I was gobsmacked.


Pine Paddling, again

Last weekend, my buddy J and I returned to the Pine River, following the same big group of paddlers as last year. About 70 people showed up this time.

Despite the dire forecast of 60F and perpetual rain, we had absolutely stunning weather, the best kind of Michigan autumn: bright, bright blue skies, thin sunlight, and a deep green forest peppered with a spray of fiery-colored trees.



The top half of the river is a bit slower, and this year's water level was lower than last year, so we had a nice, calm 22-mile paddle the first day. There are these amazing sand cliffs everywhere, sometimes as tall as 60-70 feet.

The bottom half, on the other hand, is some of the only whitewater in the entire state. As I mentioned, the river was slower than last year, but we still had a nice wild ride on Sunday. It was especially gratifying because this was the first time I've really been able to think, rather than just react, on moving water. I was able to see and feel how the current was moving my boat, and use the current to my advantage rather than fighting against it. It was really wonderful to feel myself level up on paddling again.

And fortunately for me, I had the financial wherewithal to buy a proper sleeping bag this summer, so there wasn't a repeat of last year's unfortunate incident. I had a lovely, toasty-warm night's sleep, and had a great time with friends R and K and J. I sure hope to do it again next year -- maybe then I'll take the time off of work and do all four days of the paddle. Looking forward to it already.

(All photos courtesy of fellow paddler Eric Stallsmith. Thanks, Eric!)


Harvest time!

There's a woman who comes to all the Farmer's markets in town (we have them five days a week, go Kalamazoo!) who has a real gift for wild foraging. Since the fall started, she's brought to market four different kind of wild Michigan mushrooms that I'd never tasted before: Button, oyster, hen-of-the-woods, and last night, Sulfur shelf, aka Chicken-of-the-Woods. True to its name, it tastes uncannily like chicken. So much so, in fact, that I would highly recommend it to any vegetarians looking for a meat replacement. It tastes amazing, is good for you, and not full of the additives and preservatives found in most fake meat. Most of the other mushrooms wound up in a fantastic risotto (thanks again, Kat, for the recipe!), but a few buttons got frozen in a giant ice cube to go with a roast someday, and some oysters got dehydrated, and will end up in casseroles. Since I don't trust my own foraging identification skills mast spring morels, I'm deeply grateful to have someone who can bring this part of Michigan's autumn bounty to my table.

In case the above didn't tip you off, my internal food preservation alarm has started firing, and I've dropped pretty much everything else over the last couple of weeks to start putting up the harvest. This weekend is the giant Can-a-pa-looza, when I'll make tomato sauce, can the sauerkraut that's been fermenting for six weeks or so, and probably make some nice brown chicken stock. Last night's cooking was an enormous Pa Nang curry with brown rice, a pumpkin bisque (gotta clean out the freezer to make way for new stuff!), a huge daikon gifted to me by the Foraging Marketer, and the start of some crockpot tapioca pudding. In the coming weeks, I'm going to get my hands on some beef marrowbones, and finally try my hand at pho. Oh, and there'll be pasties in there, somewhere, too. Good heavens, I love to cook at harvest time.


Clockwork Game update: 9/29/11

Signal Boost of the Week goes to Dylan Meconis, who has restarted her wonderful comic Family Man after a summer-long hiatus. While she was away, she finished a bunch of other work, including Outfoxed, an absolutely lovely 20-page short story. Have a look!


Clockwork Game update: 9/22/11

Signal Boost of the Week goes to Alice Meichi Li, a wonderful artist whom I met a few years ago in Ann Arbor, when we both came to Mythcon to see Neil Gaiman. This spring, by pure chance, I ran into her at MoCCA, and she gave me an update on her work, which now includes a stunning piece of art originally commissioned by DreamHaven for one of Neil's stories -- Snow, Glass, Apples.


Further skating adventures

Two skates ago, I lost a wheel again, but through sheer luck, managed to find axle (on the asphalt), wheel (four feet off the trail under a poison ivy bush), and even the precious nut (in the gravel), which is a darn fine thing because I have no more spares, and a new set of axles and nuts is $20. Fixed everything and skated another five miles without further issue.

One skate ago, I managed to keep all my wheels, but was done in early by the sunset -- though not before I saw a slender teenage buck sporting a tiny, six-point rack, its tallest tines no longer than my index fingers, and later, a mother deer with her twin fauns, their spots all faded for the autumn. Tried to point them out to the other people on the trail, who studiously ignored them, and me.

Tonight's skate brought rain, and the knowledge that wet pavement and skates don't get along well. Managed not to fall, but had a couple close calls on steep uphills. Still managed eight miles.

Even if I never set foot on a track, I'll always be deeply grateful to roller derby for inspiring me to get my skates out of the closet for the first time in five years. I'm really going to miss skating the trails when the snow hits -- though I'm sure the cross-country skiing will be a good consolation prize.


Clockwork Game update: 9/15/11

Signal Boost of the Week goes to Bart Aalbers, who I found through a BoingBoing link to his so-truthy-it-burns cartoon, "Pitches can be Bitches." I found his "Last Week..." video cartooning blogposts even more entertaining, and I'm very sad that he's stopped making them due to low viewership. They were so charming! Maybe if we get a whole bunch more people to watch them he'll give it another go. Check 'em out!


Clockwork Game update: 9/8/11

Signal Boost of the Week goes to Lucy Knisley, author and illustrator of the graphic novel French Milk and the lovely slice of life comic Stop Paying Attention. I was especially taken with this strip about her obsession with Roller Derby, for obvious reasons. And she makes music, too! What a talented lady!


Lucky me.

Last week I finally felt my skate wheels -- now thirteen years old -- probably needed replacing, since I'd rotated them earlier this spring, and by now the fresh sides have worn down to match the old sides in curvature (did I mention I did a lot of skating this summer? ). I went to the local sporting goods store and bought a new set of wheels and bearings, and replaced them that evening, along with a new set of brake pads. These bearings had aluminum spacers (called "floating spacers," I found out later) which rattled loosely on the axle, unlike the plastic spacers on the old wheels, which hugged the axle. Well, I thought, they're brand-name Rollerblade wheels, same as my skates, and the wheels are the same diameter, so they must fit. And away I went skating tonight, eager to try out my shiny new wheels.

Whoops.

I got about four miles in to my usual twelve, and felt a strange tug on one skate. I looked down, and the rear wheel axle on my right boot was hanging loose, free of its nut, the wheel rattling dangerously in the frame, and held in place only by the brake assembly. I figured I must not have tightened the nuts enough, so I took off the skates and hoofed it back to my car where (lucky me!) I found that the replacement brakes, luckily stowed in my trunk, had a pair of spare axles and nuts. So I fixed the wheel, finger-tightened all the other nuts to be sure, and got back on my merry way.

In the *exact same spot* about a half-mile out, I felt the same strange tug on my *left* boot. Sure enough, the left rear axle was hanging loose, free of its nut. A few limping strides later, and the wheel popped loose of the axle and rolled away behind me. I've never in my life lost a wheel while skating, so two in one day was a bit of a shocker. This time, with no hanging brake carriage dragging behind, I was able to slowly skate back to the car (lucky me!) and give up for the night. I'm fairly certain that all the extra rattling and looseness on the axles caused the nuts to come loose, so I saved my last replacement nut and ordered a set of the correct spacers (lucky me!).

I'm scoffing, mostly, but my real luck tonight was that I made it to the bottom of the biggest hill in the park with a shot wheel *twice* without breaking my neck. It really could've been disastrous, and I'm really very lucky that I'm all right.


Clockwork Game update: 9/1/11

Guess who's taken over Schönbrunn?

Signal Boost of the Week goes to Evan Dahm's comics, published at Rice-Boy.com. Evan does some of the best, most intricate worldbuilding I've yet seen in any medium, let alone in comics. Deep, mystical, and often nonsensical, all his comics are a delight to read. I'm really loving his colors on his current comic, Vattu. A word of warning, though -- his stories tend to run long -- hundreds of pages long -- so don't click over unless you're ready to lose a couple of hours sinking into a weird and wonderful mindspace. Enjoy!


Clockwork Game update: 8/25/11

Signal Boost of the Week goes to Jim Ottaviani and Leland Myrick's new graphic novel Feynman. Paul and I received a gift copy of the book earlier this year and it's beautiful. Really well put together, and up to Jim's usual outstanding quality of writing. I'm not the only one who thinks so -- just today, Boing Boing had a nice post about the book complete with video preview, and none other than Freeman Dyson called it "[...] the best example of this genre that I have yet seen with text in English.". If you need further convincing, Tor.com is running excerpts from the book as The Five Faces of Feynman right now. Go check it out!