When Movies Come to JTV and a Recipe or Two

The Ruins

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For those of you into Horror Flicks, I’d imagine this one is an attractive offering and you’ll be at the movies on the 4th

I wrote about The Human Lab Rat channel the other night and asked for comments to see what other people were thinking. Only a few people have responded. Since the film is launching this week, I wanted to finish my thoughts on the channel. I’m wondering how many people went to the channel and stuck it out through the entire preview?

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Oh Please, I Lost to a Monkey?!

Are You Kidding Me?

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I needed to test the balsamic marinade prior to delivering the class at the store this morning. It was DEElicious!

I am not sure what to make of the Jwayshow and the 2008 March Madness contest. I downloaded the brackets as I noted in a post last week, but the technology failed. Not only were we unable to see or hear the broadcast, but I didn’t know a number of the 64 channels listed in the brackets. I didn’t bother to cast my votes because I am just not one to vote if I don’t know the candidates. I did not see Jway up on the channel bar all week although he did show up in my broadcast for a few minutes the other night. I just figured he gave up on the whole thing, but I was just about to close my browser and sign off for the night when I received an invite to go to the Jway channel.

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.TV Marketing Comes to Life on Justin.tv

The Experiment Worked

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Well, it worked on me, that’s for sure. I noticed The Human Lab Rat channel when it launched on JTV recently and saw a few people chatting about it in various rooms, but I get freaked out when it comes to seeing medical stuff and the thought of seeing a vine growing under a person’s skin well, that not only held no appeal, it held negative appeal.

Yes, I went into the room and I tried not to look at the photos in the banner, and thankfully they were kind of blurry, so I watched for about 15 more seconds and when he was at the point of showing the vine under his skin, I promptly walked out of the room and didn’t go back … until this morning.

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When Differences Are Aired Live and the Evolution of Language

Lifecasting Drama

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Hungarian Goulash and Broccoli and Zucchini Gratin

Living your life online can be quite problematic, as we witnessed on one popular JTV channel last night. Imagine everything you say and do being witnessed by people, mostly strangers peering in at you without you knowing who they may be, or really how many people are watching? If your user list states there are 100 people viewing how do you know if someone is watching solo or not? It’s entirely possible they are not alone. It’s a good bet that at some point, on one channel or another there have been flocks of eager voyeurs silently peering in on the activity of an unsuspecting broadcaster.

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Another Milestone and Memories

Auspicious Da

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This is my new favorite justopia.com meal — Roast Chicken, Home Made Stuffing and Green Beans with Bacon and Almonds

It is an important day here at Living the Justopian Life. Today marks the 300th post to this blog. That’s 300 days of watching, of being inspired – in a writing way, reading, rewriting, shooting, photographing, and rewriting once again until the finished draft is acceptable and ready to be sent off through the ether to land on browsers all across … well, somewhere. If you’re reading this it means you clicked on a link or a button somewhere, either by design or by accident and landed in a world of words about a relatively new phenomena — Justin.tv.

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Thank you for continuing to read and for the comments and for allowing me a place to spill the words that bounce around in my head, and need a place to settle each day.

My How Time Flies

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Memories, like the corners of my mind, misty watercolor memories, of the way we were.

Sappy yes, but sending in my almost expired, worn and frayed passport was a bittersweet moment for me. The old, or should I say most recently renewed passport has taken me far and wide. The worn blue covered book with stamps from almost every continent on the planet tells tales of vacations and jobs, heartbreaks, and illness, of friends and foes, foods and culinary adventures sights, sounds and smells and shopping extravaganzas from around the world that I never would have imagined I’d experience in my lifetime.

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Scattered pictures Of the smiles we left behind. Smiles we gave to one another for the way we were.

These 4″x3″ blue bound diaries are a window to the past 10 years of my life. The passports were an unintended consequence of the travel requirement for documentation. A happy accident. Without the myriad stamps within the book, there are trips I will likely not remember in the future.

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Oh boy, after more photos and fingerprints (all 10 digits, mind you) and paperwork, I am allowed to live and work in the Philippines for a year, when I get to do it all over again.

These passports are the library that contain the history of my life’s travels since 1973. Although I have kept spotty journal entries over these 10 years and not until May 2, 2007 did I begin keeping an almost real-time accounting of life (as it pertains to JTV), the passport won’t lie, won’t confuse the chronological order of trips, won’t remember things incorrectly. What’s stamped in the book, as long as it’s never misplaced or lost is an actual accounting of things as they were for me for a decade and while I’m tempted to pick up a black Sharpie and blot out the photo, I won’t. That too is a documented accounting of my past.


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When the number of stamps has almost exceeded the allotted number of available spaces on the pages of a passport, it is not retired to the back of a drawer or a file. It is sent in for new pages to be officially sewn in.

The image above of extra pages in the book reminds me of countless hours traveling to and from airports, standing at ticket counters, waiting in long lines at security checkpoints, eating at airport restaurants, waiting in passenger lounges, and boarding jumbo jets for 21 hour days of travel to my destination. I’d say my least favorite route was the Washington>>Frankfurt>>Bangalore trip.

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Having landed in Frankfurt after 9 hours of flying I knew I’d have another 10 hour leg to Bangalore to get through. Well actually, that may not have been the worst. Washington>>Detroit>>Tokyo>>Manila was never fun and games. The first hop is easy. Two and a half hours and you’re in Detroit. You’ve barely taken off when breakfast is being cleaned up and you’re preparing to land. After a few hours in the lounge or walking around the terminal shops you’re boarding a 747 and preparing for an 11 hour flight over the polar ice cap to Japan.

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Depending on the route, you can, in your sleepless or Ambien-induced haze troll for a great Japanese snack, not that you’d need one after 11 hours of in air entertainment, food and snacks. Just when you think you’re going to crawl out of your skin you board yet another jumbo jet for the 4.5 hour leg of the trip south to Manila. Of all the portions of this 21 hour day, this is the most grueling. The very last thing you want to do is cross the threshold to the waiting flight attendants who are smiling (whether sincere or not) and awaiting your arrival.

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I have issues with grumpiness if I am running low on sleep in my own home, can you imagine me out in the world, 1/2 way across the planet, with a few hundred strangers, most of whom are pushing and shoving, wanting to be first through the door? It was never easy to drag a smile out of this Justopian during those legs of the trip.

A Change in Plans, The Clickable Chef and New Channels on JTV Providing Content

Change

I was going to write about the channels broadcasting sports and network television on JTV once again tonight. I started writing and before I knew it time had run away with me and I needed to dash out to meet a friend for lunch. By the time I came back, my mind was off to another topic — passport renewal — and about the time I finished uploading the shots for the post I found myself in Anthony’s room and was into virtual dinner preparation. I looked up and had just 15 minutes before it was time to head into the kitchen and make dinner. So, the original post went to the back of the shelf, the passport renewal post went to the next rung on the shelf and The Clickable Chef became tonight’s #1 topic with a very brief look into a new JTV channel — Ed Dale and The Thirty Day Challenge. The rebroadcasting argument isn’t dead, I just moved on.

To the Rescue

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So, you’ve got a problem. You’re standing in the kitchen, on camera, broadcasting for all the world to see. Two beautiful New York strip steaks are in your hands and you are not sure what to do next. They are frozen like a rock, just out of the freezer. Actually, they are a little frosty. That freezer of yours is not as up to date as you’d like and it leaves your food with frost around the outside, no matter how you package it. You’re standing in the middle of the kitchen a bit perplexed. What are you going to make to go along with the steaks? Your wife worked today and you were at home taking care of all things domestic. Tonight is your night to make a nice dinner and you don’t know what you want to make.

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What I Did On My Spring Vacation

R&R

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The Shangri-La, Mactan Island in Cebu, Philippines — oh how I wish I were there

My self-imposed absence from the JTV airwaves was a nice little break. I didn’t do anything monumental. I didn’t do anything that personally gratifying. What I did do was relax and reflect on this past year of JTV madness. I attended the JTV anniversary party and yes, I did a bit of blogging. I did not publish what I wrote, however. That I have saved for tonight. I knew my brain would not shut down so rather than bottling it up and trying to remember it all — we know how unsuccessful that always seems to be for me — I wrote it all here and broke it down into a couple of posts.

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