Too bad he doesn't let the REST of them out, the bastard.
Jackie: Woohoo! They're out!
That silly man was terrified that we would get weak and die, so he let our girls out! Yay team!
North Korea pardons Euna and Laura!
by DMC
http://www.news10.net
Shortly after former President Bill Clinton visited North Korea to discuss the fate of the two journalists, the North Korean government has pardoned the two women.
Today is a good day!
As Jackie and I have stated before, our food strike will continue the full 30 days in protest of the labor camps and the thousands if not millions of people who have been and are being starved, tortured, and killed inside them.
http://www.news10.net
Shortly after former President Bill Clinton visited North Korea to discuss the fate of the two journalists, the North Korean government has pardoned the two women.
Today is a good day!
As Jackie and I have stated before, our food strike will continue the full 30 days in protest of the labor camps and the thousands if not millions of people who have been and are being starved, tortured, and killed inside them.
Jack in the Box seduction
by DMC
Well, I cheated a little today, but JUST a little. Jack in the Box is issuing these coupons for two free tacos, August 4th (today) only. I'm out of rice and beans and polenta and I have a booked schedule today, so making up a whole new batch is not on my priority list.
So, the little devil on my shoulder said, "Hey! It's a taco. It's free. It's only for today. It's made of CORN and a few tiny bits of tomato and some lettuce and some meat or beans. And, look at the nutritional information on the website. Each taco is a measly 157 calories!"
The little devil was mighty convincing. I mean, 157 calories? It's tiny! It hardly has ANY meat whatsoever. It's mainly corn, tomato, and strings of iceberg lettuce, right?
So, after a meeting, I drove to the nearest Jack in the Box and redeemed my coupon. I pulled into a shady spot and consumed my little, tiny, miniscule taco that had hardly any meat. Then I pondered the ethics of eating the second taco. After all, 317 calories for both tacos would still be within the same caloric allotment as prisoners in North Korean labor camps...
But then I started to feel guilty. Prisoners don't GET tasty tacos or even microscopic bits of meat. And my stomach grumbled, though I'm not sure if it was from the guilt or the unexpected infusion of sodium and fried food. After all, I've lived over two weeks on just boiled rice, beans, and corn. No salt. No oil. No sugar.
So, I left the other one in the bag while my stomach and my conscience yelled at me, and then I drove home and acted the martyr as I donated the remaining taco to my father, who is up here from southern California for a visit.
Now, I still have to make my rice, beans, and polenta. I'll get to it...eventually. I just find it hard to muster any enthusiasm for the task.
Well, I cheated a little today, but JUST a little. Jack in the Box is issuing these coupons for two free tacos, August 4th (today) only. I'm out of rice and beans and polenta and I have a booked schedule today, so making up a whole new batch is not on my priority list.
So, the little devil on my shoulder said, "Hey! It's a taco. It's free. It's only for today. It's made of CORN and a few tiny bits of tomato and some lettuce and some meat or beans. And, look at the nutritional information on the website. Each taco is a measly 157 calories!"
The little devil was mighty convincing. I mean, 157 calories? It's tiny! It hardly has ANY meat whatsoever. It's mainly corn, tomato, and strings of iceberg lettuce, right?
So, after a meeting, I drove to the nearest Jack in the Box and redeemed my coupon. I pulled into a shady spot and consumed my little, tiny, miniscule taco that had hardly any meat. Then I pondered the ethics of eating the second taco. After all, 317 calories for both tacos would still be within the same caloric allotment as prisoners in North Korean labor camps...
But then I started to feel guilty. Prisoners don't GET tasty tacos or even microscopic bits of meat. And my stomach grumbled, though I'm not sure if it was from the guilt or the unexpected infusion of sodium and fried food. After all, I've lived over two weeks on just boiled rice, beans, and corn. No salt. No oil. No sugar.
So, I left the other one in the bag while my stomach and my conscience yelled at me, and then I drove home and acted the martyr as I donated the remaining taco to my father, who is up here from southern California for a visit.
Now, I still have to make my rice, beans, and polenta. I'll get to it...eventually. I just find it hard to muster any enthusiasm for the task.
Bill Clinton travels to North Korea to try to free Ling and Lee
Click here to read the Yahoo News Story!
And News10 hints that maybe Ling and Lee will be released as early as WED! (That is still VERY MUCH unconfirmed!)
http://www.news10.net/
And News10 hints that maybe Ling and Lee will be released as early as WED! (That is still VERY MUCH unconfirmed!)
http://www.news10.net/
Not feeling well
by DMC
As you can see, I haven't been as prolific on this blog as I usually am. I developed a slight sore throat, which is gone now, but that seemed to get replaced with a pain in my lower abdomen. I'm not sure if either of these ailments is related to the fast, but I've been taking it easy for the past few days. I am starting to get some of my energy back. Yesterday, I was a slug, practically glued to the couch.
I ate HALF of the other half of my Dos Coyotes rice and beans yesterday. I have the remaining half left for today. I have to make more polenta. This time, I think I'll actually mix in some canned corn. My "fresh" corn outside I think is toast. I'm giving up on what's left. I was going to go out there and pick it all and sort through the cobs to see what might be good to eat, but this pain is really putting a damper on any physical exertion. Of course, if I were in a North Korean labor prison, I wouldn't have the luxury of taking it easy.
Fortunately, the pain does seem to be slightly better than it was yesterday, so maybe there is a light at the end of this tunnel.
As you can see, I haven't been as prolific on this blog as I usually am. I developed a slight sore throat, which is gone now, but that seemed to get replaced with a pain in my lower abdomen. I'm not sure if either of these ailments is related to the fast, but I've been taking it easy for the past few days. I am starting to get some of my energy back. Yesterday, I was a slug, practically glued to the couch.
I ate HALF of the other half of my Dos Coyotes rice and beans yesterday. I have the remaining half left for today. I have to make more polenta. This time, I think I'll actually mix in some canned corn. My "fresh" corn outside I think is toast. I'm giving up on what's left. I was going to go out there and pick it all and sort through the cobs to see what might be good to eat, but this pain is really putting a damper on any physical exertion. Of course, if I were in a North Korean labor prison, I wouldn't have the luxury of taking it easy.
Fortunately, the pain does seem to be slightly better than it was yesterday, so maybe there is a light at the end of this tunnel.
Jackie: Dos Coyotes
No my half wasn't bigger than I should have had! OK maybe by a few more beans! That stuff was spread out pretty shallow! And dang it, I was going to be good! I swear! Nobody should believe her when she says I was preparing to pig out! It turns out, after googling the calories in Chevy's food, that I ate about 255 calories. So it is possible for us to eat in a fast food place and not stray from our appointed rations. It just TASTES a lot better than the stuff we make at home. Don't know why. And probably one heck of a lot better than in a prison camp (not much of a vote of confidence; sorry, Chevy's).
Actually, I rather quickly learned that I COULDN'T have eaten the whole thing...stomach is a just a little shrunk up.
We went today to Dos Coyotes. Their rice and beans plate is a little more spartan, meaning that there isn't as much suspicious stuff in it, such as fat. Again, we cut the meals meal in half and put one side in boxes before eating. We are learning the difference between eating until satisfied and eating until stuffed, that's for sure. Plus it only takes a tiny amount to make us feel like we've eaten.
We looked at the burrito on one lady's plate and I swear, it would have been four full days' worth of food for one of us, maybe five. Wow. I don't think most Americans have the faintest idea how big a normal portion is. We actually judge restaurants by how much is on the plate rather than how nicely the food is prepared. We're kinda gross.
Oh, and for the record...steaks don't tempt me at ALL! Now, that sign that said fruit pies? That's another matter entirely.
Actually, I rather quickly learned that I COULDN'T have eaten the whole thing...stomach is a just a little shrunk up.
We went today to Dos Coyotes. Their rice and beans plate is a little more spartan, meaning that there isn't as much suspicious stuff in it, such as fat. Again, we cut the meals meal in half and put one side in boxes before eating. We are learning the difference between eating until satisfied and eating until stuffed, that's for sure. Plus it only takes a tiny amount to make us feel like we've eaten.
We looked at the burrito on one lady's plate and I swear, it would have been four full days' worth of food for one of us, maybe five. Wow. I don't think most Americans have the faintest idea how big a normal portion is. We actually judge restaurants by how much is on the plate rather than how nicely the food is prepared. We're kinda gross.
Oh, and for the record...steaks don't tempt me at ALL! Now, that sign that said fruit pies? That's another matter entirely.
Chevy's
by DMC
Jackie and I had a long trip yesterday evening, so we were both famished. I'd had my small serving of rice and lentils that morning. Jackie'd had only rice. We were both going on 12 hours without food and groaning about all the tempting food joints we were passing with various evil signs such as "sirloin steak dinner, $9.99!"
And as a final note, as if some higher being was finally taking pity on me for all my suffering, today the scale shows me down one full pound since yesterday.
After much whining, we decided we could stop at a Mexican place and get a side of food that would fit the diet. Jackie got a side of rice and beans. I had already eaten my rice and beans, so I ordered a side of sweet corn (much to the dismay of the waitress). Okay, so the sweet corn has sugar added and the rice and beans that Chevy's dishes up isn't exactly the stuff of a labor prison camp, but--damnit!--we didn't much care.
Of course, Jackie's serving of rice and beans was way more than any prisoner in a North Korean hard labor camp gets, so, with some gentle persuasion, she opted to eat half and take the rest home for another tasty meal in the future. And, yes, even that half is more generous a serving than the prisoners get!
Just for posterity, I snatched up my camera and took a snapshot. You can see my pitiful sweet corn next to her delightful feast (with a tiny bowl of salsa for flavoring if desired-- you should have seen the look the waiter gave us when we asked for salsa but no chips!). Since the salsa is also not on the labor prison menu, Jackie used it very sparingly (if at all -- I'm not even sure she put any on.) Obviously, salsa doesn't go with sweet corn, so I had to be content with my tiny morsel of food and unsweetened iced tea.
Oh, and I photoshopped in a green line to indicate the dividing line on her plate, which she was very conscientious about honoring!
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