I also tried to make some Oatmeal Raisin Cookies to take to my mother-in-law. I usually make Oatmeal Chocolate Chip, but I didn’t have any chocolate chips, so I decided to turn to Betty Crocker for a new recipe. Well, that bitch Betty is a liar. For some reason (I’m guessing too much heat or too little flour), they spread out too much and were still goey. I don’t know how many times I said “Motherfucking cookies!” the other day. Well, I guess I do: probably about 6 times. One way or the other, if you have a good recipe for this fine delicacy, pass it on my way. I’m at about the same altitude as Colorado, by the way, so that might affect the recipe, too.
Anyhow, I’ve accumulated a few pictures from the last couple of weeks, and I decided to include them here. Also, I put up about 10 new construction pictures on the Construction Sblog, so click this link to check them out. So, let’s get going:
Actually, the only “altercation” we noticed was when the three of us were walking back to our hostel called Pagalu (check out the link; it’s a good hostel, and the German owners are cool). As we were walking back, in the middle of the street we noticed a skanky-looking lady in a bra yelling at two American-looking guys. My theory was that she was a hooker, and that the guys had made a joke about her or something. Either way, she was trying to shove them and yelling something like, “Don’t you fuck with me or I’ll fight you! I’ll fight you like a man!” We kind of steered clear of her and walked to the side of the street, where a local guy was watching the whole scene. He gave us our favorite quote of the whole trip: “That bitch is fucking crazy…hey, you guys wanna buy some ganja?”
Eyes on the prize, man.
One way or the other, though, we got back fine. Angela and I think it was because we both held our breath and made the same wish when we passed through the Zurqui tunnel: We wished that we’d not get lost in San José. And wouldn’t you know it, but we got lost for only about 10 seconds, and then I just decided to follow a random Hyundai who was driving faster than all the other cars nearby. Sure enough, after about 10 minutes of winding San José roads and alleys, the street crapped us out onto the main highway to San Ramón! Maybe you just do have to “follow the cars.”
Anyhow, I’ve got a few more automatic updates coming through this next week or two, so please stay tuned in. Thanks for reading!
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Nice pictures. Limon. Yeah. I’ve only been there like twice in my entire life. All I can remember is that it was too freaking humid for my diva self. 😉
Also, you make Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookies and don’t bring squat to work? And here I am sharing with you delicious delicacies Pam gets me from Limon. So wrong, Sitzman. So wrong. :p
Hey, like I said, the cookies sucked. That’s why they’re called “Motherfucking cookies!!”
Most of them I just crumbled up and ate as cereal.
Don’t worry, I’ll try to bring something to work some day.
–Ryan
LOL. Don’t worry. I was just teasing. Crumbled cookies with your cereal and coffee with ice cream. What’s next? :p
“Follow the cars” generally gets you un-lost around here too. Trying to look at a map or read street signs just messes you up since most streets are one-way (changing direction every few months)! And in response to your more recent post about spelling, my name is Dieniffer in these parts.
Jennifer (Pape) Terry
Jennifer,
That’s definitely a weird spelling. Also, at least they try to have street signs there. For some reason, that never occurred to anyone here.
I know I’m commenting really late, but use the recipe from Quaker Oatmeal. And it helps to chill your dough before you bake.