Thoughts on Food and Alien-ness
I'm just a malfunctioning alien-human hybrid publishing my thoughts and experiences
For the past 4 or 5 days I've been down to just oatmeal and spaghetti. I'm on fixed income and have a bit of a binge eating and drinking problem, so I do one large grocery shopping run a month and plan the entire month out in advance.
I use a "double-up" system with things like condiments or staples where I have one in the fridge or cupboard that's being used and one in reserve, that way if I run out of something in the middle of the month and am broke, I'm still good for the rest of the month. I measure and estimate how much I consume and check everything before I make the grocery order. This month however was the first time in 3 years that I failed that system. I had a brief hospital stay and figured I would be back soon, but didn't, so I blew my budget on drink and fast food.
I started experimenting with the few other things I have in my cupboard to mix things up. I tried making something with cornmeal and butter, that didn't pan out. I tried adding mayonnaise to spaghetti and that turned out well. I got made fun of on reddit for adding mayonnaise to my hotdogs.
I see nothing wrong with my processed cheese, mayonnaise, mustard, ketchup and diced onion hotdogs. I also see nothing wrong with my choice of pineapple and pepperoni as my go-to pizza toppings. I like the taste, it's slightly sweet and balances the acidity of the pepperoni, it's all good in my eyes.
I also have a bottle of Caesar salad dressing and a bag of lemons in the fridge, the lemons stayed put as nothing that can be done with them (not enough sugar for lemonade), but the dressing's tang was welcome. Odd to be just slurping salad dressing, I know. But like my homepage says, I'm just a malfunctioning alien-human hybrid, so we do weird things.
On the topic of aliens. One of my parents saw an alien as a child. Just standing there in their room staring at them after waking from a dead sleep. It looked like the most common type of alien: Grey aliens. As to my own alien-ness a person a few years ago had a brief conversation with me through a wall and said:
Her: "You're an alien! Aliens do s*** like that."
Me: "Illegal...aliens...?"
Her: "No, outerspace aliens, what do you think??"
Me: "Ohh... okay, those are a thing..."
Her: "Yes! Now..." (rest of the conversation irrelevant)
That was 4 years ago. About 8 months ago I recently entered a discord server and someone started to yell at me to "get off AI" and then liken me to Aleister Crowley likely because of a history of substance abuse but also my practice in the occult, likely having autism and then the final "if you don't relate to human beings, maybe you are an alien!" Now that's two different people I've never met calling me one, and not the illegal kind mind you. It's less conclusive but I thought something odd occurred when I needed a head and neck CT scan after a car accident and wasn't allowed to see the scan, but that could be for other reasons.
Back to the topic of food, some of my most memorable moments involving food throughout my life were a specific kind of chocolate Easter egg as a kid, which had yellow "wisher eggs" within them. Make a wish, eat a chocolate. One cold night in unheated barracks, I remembered that I had a Jos Louis in my pocket. It was badly crushed, but damn if I wasn't happy to have that crushed up desert in that moment.
All the wonderful Korean sushi from a place we found we could order beer at in high school and subsequently got in trouble for. Buy 2 rolls, get 1 free and despite not having gone there for years, the owner would light up if he had ever met you before, photographic memory or something. All the pizza we ate from the local store just a few buildings down as my friend and I went on a wicked multi-day bender some years ago. The first loaf of hand made sourdough bread that came out reasonably well aside from the blowout at the bottom.
My most memorable food in recent times was moving into this apartment two years ago. I got a turkey from the Christmas food bank but the appliances hadn't been moved in. So I ended up using my toaster oven to roast the legs and the crockpot to make turkey sandwich meat from the rest of the turkey. In a week in a half when I can purchase more food, I think I'll go with some nice sushi, get some Sapporo beers and maybe a little bottle of soju.
Here's a picture of something strange I found in a rooming house I lived in relating to food
