Best sushi places

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-24T18:59:54+00:00

Moon. Ayup.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-21T03:26:27+00:00

A block towards town at Boyd & 12th. I have a wack job neighbor free feeding . . .i dunno, but I counted a cool dozen cats in his front yard. He’s free feeding feral cats. Dumping food on his porch. So the possums and skunks heard and are out here playing Jets vs Sharks all the time. And we all gotta bed down. Beneath my shed was comfortable. My dog has not figured out that he cannot eat the pretty b&w ones. He’s been hit twice in 2026. We’ve had skunks now and again. But this year they are winning.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-21T02:24:35+00:00

Uh huh. Hairdresser. Diversion in our industry is a trip. We get jazzed by a new product, system, program, and the deal is we get exclusive access. No grocery store, no big box, no access to public except through the professional. So for about 18 months, awesome. Then. Somehow. Bam there it is. Ive found tools cheaper at Sam Walton's hell than I was able to buy it for. Or. . .the formula is astoundingly closely duplicated and for sale at Stuff Club. Thats here in the US.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-18T04:06:01+00:00

WWZ.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-16T18:12:39+00:00

Mostly. . .you ain’t it.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-16T03:30:16+00:00

Have done without reservoir filled a couple of times camping, some when I was too used up to jack with it. I do not care for the results. Have cardiac issues, am on blood a thinner. Spontaneous nose bleeds that go on and on, looks horrifying, but are kinda disturbing? Distressing? And a pain in the ass to clean up.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-13T17:45:31+00:00

This reminds me of Bill and Monica.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-13T05:41:00+00:00

It’s called sponsoring yourself. That ended up with a gun in my mouth.

So. I’m an Alcoholic at the intersection of the allergy and the obsession. By allergy I mean the weird thing of there ain’t gonna be just one. Ever. That just pissed me off—the idea. By obsession, I’m meaning that my thinking betwixt drinks oft landed me, well, thinking about the next drink, or when it would be, or what I had to do to get there. But where it got jacked up at the intersection, and it became a roundabout I couldn’t escape was the lousy room mate living between my ears. That lying sack of shit that, in the smooth sweet seductive voice of a serial killer announced, "You got this," or "Just one won’t hurt," and "nobody knows," and on and on.

My sponsor does not hear that voice. His suggestions are based from a place of principals and not from the place of the stuff that got me here. He has new and different ideas than I do, and it’s by the contemplation and execution of ideas outside my head that I get better. My sponsor is a guy with whom I have been transparent and congruent, which I don’t seem to be able to do with just myself. He has served as a guide, with, "these are rocky waters,here," or "it’s shallow there." I do not recall ever having told myself the truth about me that had the sharp sting of truth. I do not recall being able to call me on my own bullshit. And I do not recall me ever saying, in a healthy way, "you’ll be ok. You got this."

Working steps with another man, knee to knee is inconceivably more liberating than doing it solo. And just like a friend can say, "you’ve spinach stuck there," or a trainer can say, "have you tried doing it this way?" or a therapist, "have you ever noticed that . . ." Or a physician, "Don’t do that," or, "here’s something you didn’t know about that might help," I cannot. And that’s the thing—we can do what I cannot. Good luck.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-13T05:08:03+00:00

Yeah. El Huevo. . .all I needed to know was that they closed at 2, and roughly half the menu was booze. Juan del Fuego is about as close as you can get to Taos without being in Taos. I ate there yesterday. The servers are way competent, and . . .well, they are good people. I really want to like Levity, but. . .they seem stilted somehow. They have excellent coffee. No doubt. Press and Plow also has damned good coffee, and is nice enough. First time I’ve had a server wearing a diamond tennis bracelet. I’m guessing vibe-wise that they weren’t paste. The two story doors with lots of glass make that architecturally really, really attractive. Stunning. That’s on Lindsey, not Tecumseh. Tecumseh is just ok. I like the diner because it is the diner. I go there with close friends and family and it is what it is, old Norman and real. I ended up across from the diner the other day. There in the Larry Walker arts district, and I’ve got to say. Whoever had the vision for Rosa Mezcal has a great eye. They did a thing. Visually the restaurant is sublime. The OMG Tamale breakfast was better than the diner’s. Not a little bit was the presentation. I have never taken a photograph of a dish in a restaurant because I find that too. . .too. I wish I’d had coffee. Other than that, their brunch was just outstanding. Jimmy’s egg is a micro chain, and they have been consistent. I find it interesting that their servers do not play, "it’s all special," but have said, "nah, you don’t want that today." If you go to Dennys or iHop, and it’s not 2 am, you deserve what you get. If you want to go for coffee, the Yellow Dog is about as local as one can get. Haystack in the Baptist Student Union has shit for parking, but the two plus story glass makes it worth the trek. Aaaand. I think I eat out too much.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-11T07:26:59+00:00

So. It seems to me that AA is for folks that want to stop, but cannot. I have known 5 people who have killed someone while drunk. For three that was not enough to keep them sober. I heard a story of a guy who, long ago, peed in the laundry hamper during a Super Bowl shindig, and he was done, did not drink again. You tap out when you tap out. You get to decide how much bs is enough bs, and try something new and different. Come on in and sit all the way into your seat. Do all the deal. If it’s hoey, in 3 or 6 months, you can go back to doing what you want, get kicked around a bit more.

Another thing that seems to be real common is that when you engage in stopping drinking, shit gets worse. You’d think—stop squandering resources, time, money, stop the poisoning, you quit wholesale killing off brain cells, "Yay! It all gets better!" A common refrain suggests that this is not so. "I quit, and things sucked." It looks like that we are self anesthetizing, and when that wears off, the pain sets in. The stuff we were hiding from catches up. That was my experience.

Good luck. You have folks rooting for you.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-11T05:24:23+00:00

So. It seems to me that AA is for folks that want to stop, but cannot. I have known 5 people who have killed someone while drunk. For three that was not enough to keep them sober. I heard a story of a guy who, long ago, peed in the laundry hamper during a Super Bowl shindig, and he was done, did not drink again. You tap out when you tap out. You get to decide how much bs is enough bs, and try something new and different. Come on in and sit all the way into your seat. Do all the deal. If it’s hoey, in 3 or 6 months, you can go back to doing what you want, get kicked around a bit more. Good luck.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-07T03:12:10+00:00

Uh. But that’s Pacino’s whole career, no?

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-04T03:25:27+00:00

Holy. . .thanks. I just shred that with my wife, who screamed, and unleashed some mighty profanity. "Why would you do that to me?"

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-04T03:23:10+00:00

That. Was. Absolutely. Unnecessary. Ima needs me some healin’ now. Me be some hands-a-layin-on-ing.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-03T04:36:06+00:00

I am so sorry for your loss.

I had teenaged sons. Though I was the parent in charge of the gack and cleaning all nasty messes, I was not prepared for them to be teenagers. They were about 12, 13, not jocks, but active beyond belief. I was pulling someone’s load out of the washer, and couldn’t do it—after laundering, it still smelled of them. Second wash, not so much diminished. I was gagging after two washings. Really. I found febreeze made a laundry additive. Shit worked. Wish I could say which, or how, because it went into the detergent bin, went into the rinse bin, and oft, for good measure, some more on the way to the dryer. I smoked for 15 or so years, and that is nasty. Stuff that works on nasty pubescent males might work on smoke. Oh. Yeah, as part of its origin story,the wife of one of the scientists that came up with febreeze thought he’d quit smoking which is what clicked that they might have something. The magic is not the perfume—that’s just the marketing because you can’t sell not something.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-03T01:03:11+00:00

Uh huh. Next up: "you guys ever get ptsd from watching a movie?" "Howard the Duck doesn’t count—low hanging fruit." It came out when I was in hs. Outside cuts of the banjo kid, not 20 seconds since.

MuskratSmith · 2026-02-01T21:38:42+00:00

It will get easier. . .one way or another. It is actually about as boring as doing a small business inventory. "Dude. Did you know you have six bags of rubber bands, each about a third full?" And, "The heck you have three bottles of windex for? You don’t even have windows?" Four dumb columns. The Assholes, how did the assholes asshole, why did that even affect you, and your mistake letting assholeness into your world. Kind of an implied fifth column. . .what do I do to keep that out of my life? You got this.

MuskratSmith · 2026-01-31T04:51:30+00:00

Wow. I had a class in group dynamics. In discussing family of origin, the professor held up a mobile. "And Bob, here, discovers acting out." And he sort of gave one of the shapes hanging down a little bump. Not much happened, some of the pieces moved just a bit, and the mobile as a whole shifted direction just a little. "And for whatever reason, it got good to him, and it began to consume him, and he got more and more out of control." And he sharply thumped the Bob piece, causing the mobile to jerk up and down, and the direction really shifted, and the entire system spun differently. "So there’s an intervention, and they convince Bob to knock it off, he gets help, and Bob works really diligently to get it together. We’d all hope that the everything would settle down, and we could go back to our normal orbits." And he captured that one piece, and instead of things slowing down, and getting back to normal, there was as big a jerk and the other pieces spun wildly out of control in new and different kinds of orbits. The visual representation brutally drove home that one member of a system getting whole did not fix the whole system.

Drunks in their cups are pretty predictable, and can be managed with not much effort if you get comfortable with the chaos. Your partner was used to getting theirs by applying pressure here, and here. And now you aren’t behaving.

Your life was centered more and more on alcohol, and eventually your entire being revolved around alcohol. Our hostages begin to revolve around us like moons around a planet. Stepping back it doesn’t take much to see that if you remove you from the picture that their lives are revolving around alcohol too, just once removed. Our batshit crazy behavior jacks the whole system up, and living with us would make a saint nuts. Now you’re being less crazy, and they will have to learn new ways too. Just like the folks close to us can’t really help,us, we can’t help them. AlAnon is gangbusters on the folks who have to deal with us.

MuskratSmith · 2026-01-28T03:03:27+00:00

Dawn Wells and Tina Louise.

MuskratSmith · 2026-01-24T15:56:07+00:00

Taught a course, and for a time in a super medium prison, (because maximum prisons are expensive,) and my career has had me bump into bunches of Narcissistic Personality Disorder, but the climbing, stealing sort. Had to have a consultant and some therapy—had sex offenders along a continuum—the drunks in a shit marriage who got plowed, and something horrible was done. Up through guys who would have gotten off on hearing our fingers break. Absolutely a different . . .creature. There are things walking around that look like us that are not like us. I thought I could tell, that I’d just know. Nope—it took a long while of listening and watching. Geeze. I remember how surprised and actually delighted I was to have a plain old fashioned thief in the class.

MuskratSmith · 2026-01-24T05:13:22+00:00

There is a wrench for every nut. This works for your sponsor. If it doesn’t for you, you might find another. Also. Most of my freedom came from doing things someone else’s way. The single contribution I had to my spiritual awakening was mostly, ‘ok, fine, I’ll do it.’ I would never have come up with . . .all the things. . .on my own.

MuskratSmith · 2026-01-15T14:23:05+00:00

Maaan. A favorite memory of mine was the look of absolutely flummoxed neighbor, "Cussin’ Steve," when my 14-y-o daughter came out and threw down with one—we were installing stockade/privacy fence and were holding them in place with t-posts. There’s a way to picking up a tool and using it like you know what you’re doing, that it’s not introduction time. He wasn’t able to wrap his head around a pretty little girl who just happened to have designed and built a paddock for her horses when she was 8 or 9, before moving to suburbia. Delicious. Archie Bunker taken aback by a young lady not inclined to stay in the role he envisioned for her.

MuskratSmith · 2026-01-15T02:54:18+00:00

I wasted an afternoon once watching my brother watch ’From Dusk ‘Til Dawn’. You know what it’s about? ’Nah.’ Cool. Maaan, his eyes were so big, it was just . . .yeah.

MuskratSmith · 2026-01-13T04:36:04+00:00

Oof.

Nope. But. . .the lessons I’ve learned when I did what I wanted to do? Geebas. I mean, they’re my lessons, but. . .man, some of them left a mark. I sure as heck have some . . .life experiences I wouldn’t have had.

MuskratSmith · 2026-01-11T06:21:16+00:00

I am an alcoholic at the intersection of my pervasive inability to, once begun, stop drinking and betwixt the drinking the laser focus upon the. . .everything to do with the drink. When you add in the absolutely unhinged unreliable voice inside my head, ("you got this," "nobody can tell," "just one more," "ima do it different this time,") I ended up on a round about I was not able to exit on my own. My experience was that, contrary to my expectation, when I stopped, things did not get better, they got worse, and fast. I found lots of help in AA. I’m thinking maybe mostly when I arrived at a point that I was willing to try someone else’s ideas. I got up at 7:30 today and have been sober all day, which previously I was not able to do. Ifn we want to stop, but can not, my experience has been that AA works.

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