Swinging the Sword

...makes the arm tired. Truth be told, I'm having a hard time keeping up with everything. In the mean time, it's been a beautiful day outside today, and life is (for now at least) good. So I'm not going to rant about annoying Canadian Columnists, or Dan Rather's slow sink into a quagmire of irrelevance. At least not right now. ;)

We had dinner last night at the Bishop's place. Baked spaghetti. Salad. Warm bread with lots of butter. Steamed broccoli and cauliflower. And... Tillamook ice cream with brownies and banana cake. (Well, for some people I suppose that's brownies OR banana cake).
It was sort of a farewell dinner for one of the missionaries, who is headed home after his two years of faithful service. I remember my last day in the mission field. The day I was offered (and ate!) kinilaw. (Key-knee-lao) Usually, kinilaw is made with very fresh tuna steak. You marinate it in vinegar in the fridge overnight with spices (onion, green tomatoes, garlic, pepper), and the next day you drain the vinegar and replace it with coconut milk. Then serve over rice. One of my absolute favorite Filipino dishes (and something I'd never try here). But unfortunately, these people were too poor to afford tuna steak, so they had gone out to the shore, and picked and pickled... just for me... because they knew kinilaw was my favorite... sea worms. Quite a difference in taste and texture from tuna steak, believe me. It was still pretty good, though. Kind of like doing that with octopus.

In the meantime, it's been confirmed that Lucas screwed around with the ending of Return of the Jedi, replacing Sebastian Shaw's ghostly blue image with that of Hayden Christiansen. Yeah. And he didn't fix the "Greedo shot first" problem. Greedo didn't shoot first. That moment really defined Solo for me, and Lucas screwed it up. I mean, Greedo was THREE FEET AWAY, with eyes the size of SAUCERS, and MISSED?!? Sorry, I just couldn't accept that. Still can't. And that "Yes, I'll bet you have..." just loses all meaning when Greedo shoots first. Ugh.