Party on, party people: let me hear you touch the ground! In “Cooking,” What’s The Matter With Me? Podcast has all the pots on, the gas is burning and we’re ready to go. This episode touches on cooking through limitations, self-imposed or otherwise (like a disability), with a trip to the military-industrial grocery store we know and love as Target, cooking @christinatosi with the kids and watching @majordomomedia food TV.

to Rocky

We’re getting ingredients to make Rocky Road Sandwich Squares and some blondies from Christina Tosi’s Milk Bar: Kids Only book. We changed plans and instead of our trip to the market in Berkeley, we headed to the desiccated old mall in San Leandro, to hit the Target for our military-industrial shopping list:

At Target, there is aisle signage calling out the marshmallow section, where it’s marshmallows floor-to-ceiling.

The Marlon Mullen show is at MOMA in New York, on 53rd Street in Manhattan.

in December, I got a new wheelchair. It’s got a lot of good things about it: better fit, faster and more rugged. As with anything, there is a learning curve, and I’m trying to figure out the best way to use it.

baby back ribs grilled indirectly. baked beans in the instant pot

For those interested, whether by absolute necessity or purely whimsical flights of fancy, in taking a different look at food, I recommend majordomo media and it’s warren of YouTube channels. They make stuff with extremely unpretentious approaches, some of which are more-or-less accessible. At least. it’s a different type of food tv, a bridge between daytime cooking shows and food influencers. It’s refreshing.

Otherwise you’ll have to watch the I love Diet Coke guy.

I wend to the San Leandro Public Library and scored some hip hop books. I put the Chronicles Of Doom on hold, and it recommended the others, so I bagged ail three.

dilla time, by Dan Charnas

Chronicles Of Doom by S.H. Fernando

Sweat the Technique: Revelations on Creativity from the Lyrical Genius by Rakim

Stale bread lunch. Broiling stuff together on a sizzle plate. is easy and I can accomplish it with one hand.

“Last night for dinner” journal is back.

I bought a postapocalyptic 4 pack of underwear from Costco, boxer briefs, black, blank. Faceless and nameless, unidentified remains, here I come.