In the 1800’s people on the Isle of Man ate a bread called Bonnag.
It’s a simple, yet tasty bread. It had to be simple really - there weren’t a lot of kitchen conveniences on the Island in the 1800’s.
It’s made with buttermilk though.
Apparently the Manx farmer families would drink Buttermilk straight.
Wanting to make some Bonnag sometime soon I bought some Buttermilk and tried it.. straight…as soon as I got home. I don’t know how ‘my people’ did it! it’s sooo rank tasting!
Web Worker Daily and my recent UK trip inspired me to write this post.
I’ve never been one for that sleep thing really. even as a child I had sleeping issues.
Right now I’m getting tired early in the evening and waking up around 4 or 5 in the morning.
The good thing is that, with my line of work, I can do it…. whenever… (except for when I’m dispatching of course) then, when I am set to get a good night’s sleep you can almost guarantee that there will be a 2am fire call or something equally as inconvenient.
While traveling I’ve always found that it’s best to try and keep to my daily sleep/waking routine as much as possible. Well, as must of a routine as I normally have.
How is your body clock? how do you ‘tamper’ with it?
My economic stimulus check arrived today. It’s in the bank already.
Also, my second monitor arrived. It’s a 20.something inch Widescreen Princeton. It’s not spectacular, it’s so much brighter and seemingly bigger than my old LCD though.
I’m happy that I have 2 monitors on the desk now - I can see productivity increasing and my life getting a lot easier.
I’ll take a picture of the setup sometime when it’s all cleaned up a little.
So, here’s the plan.
Tomorrow I’ll go get my hair (all of them) cut at my local barber shop.
I’ve not had it cut anywhere else in years.
It’s a small, Italian type place, where, for $10 you get a haircut and the barber (Carmine himself) gets a $2 tip.
It’s more about entertainment than anything. At any time of day (4 or 5 am through 4 or 5 pm, Tuesday - Saturday) you’ll find all kinds of characters.
It’s a good cut too. Shaving cream and cut-throat razor included. Suckers for the kids and dog biscuits for the local dogs.
Yes, I know - you’d think that this post was is a sponsored one. Wrong. I’ll pay my $10 tomorrow and Carmine likely wouldn’t know a blog if it bit him.
Around the coast of the United Kingdom there are volunteer lifeboat stations (of course there are a number of the Isle of Man). Whenever there are emergencies at sea the lifeboats go out to do whatever is needed.
Most stations have the boat launch from the boathouse down a ramp into the water. (see videos after the jump)
It’s kinda like the fire service except not as hot and stuff.
So, my upstairs neighbor needs to change their smoke alarm battery.
It’s evidently mounted in the stairwell just on the other side of my apartment wall and either they can’t hear it or they don’t have a battery for it.
I’ll happily change the battery if they an’t figure out how, I’ll give them one and even a spare.
The lonely, high pitched, beep the thing is emitting has become like Chinese water torture to me. I’m anticipating every beep and, being a firefighter, it pains me to know that there is a detector with a battery unchanged.
I’m feeling…. underquantified. (I know that’s hardly a word)
Do you know what I do? do you know what I’ve done? Do you know what I can do?
Have you ever met a person who seems to know everything?
Have you had a conversation with someone who tries to one-up you in everything you say?
How to you stop yourself from being ‘that guy’? I try my hardest to never be like that and if you ever find me doing that please hit be or something.
At the same time, how do you promote yourself in a public/group setting? How do you let others know what you’ve done, what you can do and what you’re capable of?
In the 1800’s people on the Isle of Man ate a bread called Bonnag. 
