Back in May of 2012 the tech world was abuzz with news of a new cut of beef. The alleged discoverer of the cut was very hush hush about where this “undervalued” cut could be found, but mentioned that he filed a patent on it.
Luckily for us, patent applications become public after a period of time.
And so it came to pass that this mystery cut was made known to the world. The cut is from the subscapularis (under the shoulder blade). The patent claims taking that muscle, where the muscle has six sides, and cutting something off each of those sides. Which is to say, trimming the beef for cooking.
What’s more, the Cattlemen’s Beef Board (the Beef, it’s what’s for dinner, folks) published a study in 2007 in which they identified this cut as particularly tender.
Maybe less groundbreaking.
I was in a grocery store recently and there was a sign challenging me to name eight vegetables that started with ‘b.’ The implication was that if I could not do that, I would need to get some remedial education in nutrition.
There are, like, 10 vegetables that start with B.
Black Beans (potentially a cheat)
Bonaito (a tropical sweet potato I’ve never heard of)
Broccoli Rabe (potentially a cheat, as it’s also known as Rapini)
Burdock (a crunchy root used primarily in Japanese cuisine)
If you ask me to name all seven dwarves, all of who’s names I’ve known at some point in my life, I don’t think I could do it. Asking me to name 8 out of 10 vegetables in existence that meet a certain criteria is unreasonable, grocery store. Unreasonable.
I watched the movie Timecrimes a couple of months ago, and forgot that I wanted to post about it.
It’s an indie time travel movie that’s well worth watching. But watch it all the way through. It’s pretty incredible on several levels.
The movie is impeccably plotted, and nails the three-act structure as well as you can in a time travel movie. What’s better: each act is basically a different genre. It starts as a horror movie, moves on to basically a trite time travel movie, and then switches to Prime/12 Monkeys level genius in the last third.
Well worth your time.
Last year, for the first time in a while, no one was inducted into the baseball Hall of Fame. Mike Piazza, who is the best hitting catcher in the history of major league baseball, had his first year on the ballot, and only collected 57.8% of the vote.
At the time, the rumors were that Piazza was guilty by association. He was on the ballot with folks like Barry Bonds, Roger Clemens, Mark McGwire, and Sammy Sosa. Piazza came up with these people, he retired with these people, and he had his best years around the same time.
It seems like there’s a good chance Piazza will miss the hall of fame again this year, albeit by a much smaller margin.
While there is a cloud of suspicion around Piazza, his numbers never reached the absurd highs of the known PED users, and to the best of my knowledge, there have been no reliable accusations against Piazza.
Here’s to next year.
Fake New Years’ Resolution:
Add The Shepherd’s Dog to my desert island album list along with Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, You Forgot it in People, and In the Aeroplane Over the Sea.