You call that Football?

What was that wind last night? Oh, probably the breeze generated by thousands of football fans yawning at such a dull game. Part of the problem for me was that I have absolutely no loyalty to either of the teams. By the fourth quarter I really could not say who I was rooting for. Kansas City has a little bit of a negative slant to me because of Joe Montana (he had no business being there, but I blame him more than I blame them - if I could have had him on my team, even in his twilight years, sure, I would have jumped at it. Joe should have retired a 49er, though).

On the flip side, I made pizza from scratch and that was fun. For the meat pizza we did Spanish chorizo, linguica and mushrooms. For the veggie side it was marinated artichoke hearts, Italian cherry peppers and mushrooms. I even have a couple of slices leftover, although Amalia will probably claim them for her lunch.

One problem was that the yeast was pretty inactive. However, it didn't seem to make much difference to the final product. I need to think about that, because an unyeasted dough would be much faster to make.

In other realms: I have been utterly absorbed in the Mt. St. Helens business. Volcanoes and earthquakes fascinate me (as well they should, living so close to the Hayward and San Andreas faults). I still cannot figure out for the life of me why anyone would spend good money for property at Mammoth Lakes. Who are they trying to kid?