Friend, I am having a hard day, but you made it nicer. Thank you for sharing.

Certainly! Working from the top of my head, it was roughly:

• ~5 lbs. short ribs (9 ribs)
• 3 onions, chopped
• 2 carrots, chopped
• 2 heads garlic, cut in half
• 2 Tbsp. tomato paste
• 1 Tbsp. gochujang
• 2 tsp. fish sauce
• 3 sprigs each fresh thyme and rosemary
• 4 cups beef stock
• ~½ bottle red wine - I used Cabernet

I seared the beef, then I sauteed the onions, carrots, and garlic head halves until browned. Then I added the tomato paste and gochujang, sauteed some more, and then added the training ingredients. I like the beef back in, brought to a simmer, and tossed in a 300°F oven with the lid ajar for about 3 hours, turning the ribs occasionally.

The polenta was:

• 4 cups water
• 2 cups milk
• 1½ cups corn meal
• ~1 cup shredded gruyere
• 4 Tbsp. butter

I boiled the water and milk, swore while it over boiled and made a need of my stove, cleaned it up, and then beat in the corn meal. I stirred it regularly for half an hour and finished by mixing in the cheese and butter.

I totally salted everything to taste because I am not a savage.

The gremolata on top is just a mix of chopped parsley, garlic, lemon zest, and some salt.

It was not hard for a fancy dish. I hope you enjoy!

Blue Cross Blue Shield of Massachusetts is a not-for-profit health insurance company. I am not sure that it is a full mutual company, but they have no profit incentive. Consequently, they are by far the best health insurance we have ever had by a wide margin.

Yeah, this is wildly inappropriate. When I play board games with my kids, I find Old Fashioneds are the ideal way to deliver that numbing hit of booze. Wine requires too much fluid volume per unit alcohol, and the red varietals can stain your games.

I hear you on this, but I have come to appreciate that my dreams are not always limited like my real world is. When I had cancer, it got really bad. I could not speak for months. I could barely walk. The constant pain, even on a hefty dose of opioids, was all consuming. Just watching TV took too much energy, so I stared blankly at the wall while my family tried to carry on around me.

But in my dreams? In my dreams I was still me. Once I fell asleep, I could talk, laugh, run, and have the freedom I had lost in life. I could play with my kids. I could spend time with my friends. I could exist without pain.

None of it was real, and in the beginning I cried when I woke up, but the dreams kept coming. It didn’t matter if my real life was not worth living - my dream life carried me. Waking up stopped being a sad thing and instead became what falling asleep used to be. It was a transition to the less interesting part of my life.

I am better now, but I am not the man I was before I got sick. In my dreams, though? The pain is still gone. My energy has returned. My waking life is worth living again, but my dream life is freedom from the shackles of my body.

I am sorry your dreams hurt you. Maybe the day will come that the pain they bring you now becomes a blessing. I hope in time you and your dream life make peace.

Good documentation should, in part, tell people where to click. I have designed software documentation for high performing individuals at leading global companies, and I have designed software and hardware documentation for minimum wage fast food workers with limited English proficiency. In both extremes, I showed them exactly where to click on the screen at each step.

You might not need that level of help, but many people do. Others do not strictly need it, but they prefer the simple instruction set. “Click here then here,” instructions ease the transition into a new system one needs to learn, or it removes the need entirely to learn a system one uses infrequently.

The problem is that making good documentation is difficult and time consuming. It relies on a fundamentally different skill set than coding or even UI design.

On the other hand, I very much appreciate knowing which celebrities support an administration that poses a threat to my family. I will not vote for someone based on a celebrity endorsement, but the celebrity may gain or lose my business over it.

I really liked Kid Rock in his early days. The music was catchy, and it had the right mix of redneck, rock, and rap to make this country boy happy. Now I won’t listen to him because he chose to openly throw in with politicians who do not care if their policies and rhetoric kill my friends or kids.