Summercamp and cooking with James!

Lucky you, you get two posts today. I just finished my reflections which I attributed to last week. They are technically posted on April 28th because thats when I started writing them. If you haven't read them yet, check em out though I will say they are heavy Easter reflections as opposed to my random goofy stories.

Speaking of which, its time for another episode of Cooking with James! This week, James tackles hard boiled eggs.

Let me just recount a play by play: I look into the fridge. Remember that I'd bough eggs like 3 or 4 weeks ago and never touched them. I pull them out to see what the expiration date was. Can't find it. Great. I start feeling the eggs. They don't seem rotten, though two of them had cracked and the goop inside caused them to stick to the carton. Down to 10 eggs. I ask Alejandro how long before eggs go bad. He says he is wary of eggs but his parents say you can only tell by the smell. Without thinking, I grab a cup and slam an egg into it. Naturally, egg goop flies everywhere including all over my hand. I can't tell you why I thought that'd be a good idea. I just feel like throwing things sometimes. It didn't smell though, so, Press On Troops! 9 eggs. I begin to boil the water. I'm making eggs to eat for lunch and for Tenshi and I to bring to the egg painting party at my parents house. I get the water boiling and drop the first egg in. Naturally, dropping a cold, refrigerated egg into boiling water causes it to crack, especially when it hits the bottom of the pot kind hard. A week later I remember that you are supposed to put them in the water around 100 degrees, not when its boiling. Ooops. Three cracked eggs later I am slowly spooning the eggs into the pot. Down to 6 good eggs and 3 wounded. As the eggs cook, the cracked ones seep out their innards and that stuff also cooks, making my eggs look like aliens or deformed mutated freaks or something. Even Alejandro thought they were gross. Yea, cooking fail.

Ultimately all 9 worked out and I ate the three deformed ones for lunch and Tenshi and I dyed three beautiful eggs each. But that's how it I finished a dozen eggs in a sitting cooking spree. Yea...

It's been an ongoing mystery with my staff at Summercamp as to what my blog is. I let slip one day that I had one and in my soundbite staff it became one of those things they would periodically ask me about. This is the same staff that plastered my face all over the walls, has various nicknames for me related to how I talk with my hands, and remembers everything I say sarcastically, nonchalantly, jokingly, or semi-insultingly but can't remember to do their program evaluations for their lives. Anyway, one of them finally figured out that I post my blog link on my gchat profile and finally found my blog. Hereafter known as PokeBoss, she has opted to keep the blog a secret, at least so far which thoroughly amuses me because I too value knowledge for the sake of knowledge, not to spread to the world. Though I also know that the temptation to tell someone that you have knowledge is there, so I suppose its only a matter of time before my entire staff knows of the blogs existence. Oh well, the year is almost over. Let's see how close we can get to June before word gets out.

Speaking of my staff, they recently facebook hacked the crap out of me. I ran off late to another meeting last week and forgot to lock my computer. Stupid me. They changed my birthday, my profile picture, my middle name, my quotes, they poked people, they changed my status it was bad. I didn't know until the next day, which happened to be one of the busiest days of the year for me. I will say I was pleased with how many people knew it wasn't my birthday! That was a big honor to how well people knew me. But yea I was annoyed and felt a bit of trust had been violated. A funny facebook status is one thing but the wave of changes was kinda ridiculous.

Naturally, I wanted to get revenge but I didn't want to escalate this into a prank war. Just get them back. So I made a facebook status saying I guess Summercamp doesn't want me to come into work today (knowing full well I wasn't going to be in the office due to my other work commitments needing my attention elsewhere). I also commented on several "it's not your birthday" wall posts with things like "yea but I guess we'll celebrate everyones birthdays today except my staff..." to continue giving them jabs. Finally, the next day I made my facebook profile a picture of my staff with the suspected culprits faces whited out. All in all I thought this was a fair exchange that got some of my annoyance out without resorting to FB hacking each of them individually.

Little did I know that all those involved felt enormously guilty, worried that they had really pissed me off, and over all pretty bad about the thing, based on my statuses. When I came into work the next day and they found out I'd already moved on and didn't really care anymore, they actually got angry at me for putting them through that. By the end of the afternoon I was the bad guy! Facepalm.

Moral of the story: pranks should be done in person so you can get the reaction out of the way then and there and find out if you shouldn't have actually done that. Also, reading things in text inhibits the ability to accurately gauge emotion. Eh well, as I said I'm over it. I hope they are.

It wouldn't be a staff without a little drama. Amiright??

Well I think I'll sign off now. No real Brock stories this week. We shared a life memory moment as we both watched the news about Osama bin Laden being dead unfold together. How many times in ones lifetime do you have a weekend where you are actually relieved someone died, a man moves toward becoming a saint, and a royal wedding occurs. What a huge weekend!

Let's see what the week shall bring.

Listening to: Japanese Philharmonic Symphony play the Original Smash Brother Medley. I'm going through all my top rated songs.

Reading: PokeBoss's blog which was apparently inspired by mine. yay the trend continues!

Playing: Portal 2. Just beat single player. It was awesome and so wonderfully written. You always want more from a valve game because they are soo good. So now I must play co-op!