Tone Parsons

Between my two blogs, I’ve not gotten one spam posting in the past 24 hours. This is good.

Even better, it doesn’t appear to have made any difference to anyone who’s posted a real comment. This is great!

Unfortunately, I wanted to see what Spam-Karma2 would do, but it appears that the other plugin (bad-behavior) is killing them before Spam-Karma2 gets a crack at them.

So… I turned bad-behavior off.

I can’t believe I’m saying this, but hopefully I get spammed today. I really want to see Spam-Karma2 do its magic.

I’ve also added in another little nugget of joy. It’s a little plugin that auto-closes comments after X number of days. So, now you get 3 whole weeks after a post is made to deliver your two cents. After that, it’s old news and no one cares… so get with the program and be heard now!

As anyone who knows me knows, I’m the cook in the house.

I make 99% of the meals we consume, and trying to come up with new ideas for dinner can be a challenge after a while (I also do dishes, laundry, and vaccume… but back of, ladies, I’m taken! :-))

Last night, I did just that!

Pork medallions: lightly seasoned and stuffed with mild Italian bulk sausage and then wrapped with bacon. Grill for 30 minutes on the bbq, and serve with red beans and rice with a salad on the side.

OMG! That was damn tasty. Even the kids liked it.

Tomorrow on Cooking Tips with Tone: home made tuna fish and meatball calzones! (or not!)

I’ve just added a few anti-spam measures to ‘el blogo to keep things tidy.

Hopefully I didn’t just fubar the whole damn thing!

So… with that in mind, please leave a comment so that I know the damn thing works!

Thanks!

As everyone knows, the Superbowl was yesterday.

The Seahawks were the team I was rooting for (as they’re local and have never been to the game in their 40 years of existence). Sadly… I was on the wrong side of things.

The game itself was farily horrible. The referees appeared to be making one-sided calls. They might as well handed the Steelers the trophy at the beginning and saved me 4 hours of pain. Had the game been overseen by different officials, I think that the outcome would have been totally different.

As for the half-time show… dear mother of God! Give me Janet Jackson’s nipple any day! Seeing Mick Jager bump and grind his 63 year old hips to the occasionally muted lyrics of “Start me Up”, “Satisfaction” and “Rough Justice” (gotta censor those naughty innuendos) was enough to make me ill. Seriously.

Even the commercials were tame this year (with a few exceptions). FedEx (caveman), Ameriquest (that killed him), and Bud Light (secret fridge) were about the highlight of it. You can watch them all here.

In review: it sucked the big chalupa… sideways.