April 29 2011

LineDance: Copperhead Road – Song by Steve Earle

Beginner/Intermediate – 28 Count, 4 Wall LineDance
choreographed by Unknown

Paper Instruction:
Kickit-Homepage Klick on „28 Count, 4 Wall LineDance“

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Video Instruction:
Unfortunately, I couldn’t find a Video on YouTube.
So, here’s a Video from our Garage LineDance.
The girls on the right do the dance correctly. 😉

Copperhead Road Dance Video

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April 25 2011

Operation Smokin‘ Butt: The Masterpiece — Pulled Pork BBQ

Every apprentice has to deliver his masterpiece to proof his knowledge.

Yesterday was my day. I conquered the grand master of BBQ — my beloved pulled pork.

The day before was all about get it ready to go.
Shopping for the BBQ and meat preparation.

Charcoal (lump and nothing else), Hickory Wood Chunks (fist-size),
2x 6 pound Boston Butts (bone inside).
Spices, Vinegar, Olive Oil, Yellow Mustard and Cranberry Juice is needed as well.

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This is all I need to get the rub and a tart wash ready.

See the main rub (*)

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and the tart wash (*).

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(*) y’all wanna know the recipe?
Check out Gary Wiviott and Colleen Rush book:
Low & Slow: Master the Art of BBQ in 5 Easy Lessons„.

As y’all already know from the Ribs Lesson the Butts needed some TLC (**).

For the spa I need to rinse the butts under water,
a vinegar massage and rinse them under water again.
A pat on the back with some paper towels to dry them off
and applying a yellow mustard mask all around.

(**) tender-love-care

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Looks good? Not ready yet.
Time for the powder (rub).

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That’s it. Preparation finished.

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The meat went into the fridge to rest for a while.
Not long, in my beauty farm wake-up time is at 6:00 am.

6:00 am is a necessity if you wanna eat BBQ for dinner.(at the same day)
Pieces like this need between 8-12h on the smoker, sometimes longer.

Let’s get the fire started.

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All my neighbors east of our house had the advantage of good morning smell.
For everybody else I apologize I couldn’t influence the winds.

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Time to get the lazy butts out of the fridge.

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Every now and then I had to flip and turn them.
They are very demanding in getting the right tan all around.

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Like a commander of his space ship,
I needed a cockpit for temperature and time.

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Adding some lotion (tart wash) will add the right flavor.

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Hours later I started to poke the meat checking for doneness.

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Not done yet.
It took 12.5h for the first butt
and I left the second one another 45 minutes on the smoker.
I wanted to see if there is a difference between the butts.

How do I know the butt is right?
Nature will tell ya‘.
You gotta watch, poke and twist.

Watch for the right temperature inside the meat somewhere around 200 Fahrenheit.
Poke the meat and get a feeling about the tenderness.
Twist the bone a lil to see if it will twist easily.

See how the bone looks like…blank, no meat on it.
It came out with no defense, the bone just gave up.
That tells you, you did it right.   

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Why pulled pork BBQ?

Take two forks and work the meat.

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Together with Cole Slaw an invincible duo.

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The meat on the first butt was so tender and delicious,
but the meat on the second (the one 45 minutes longer on the smoker)
was like shaving soft butter so tender.

Check out the little video how easy it was to take the bone off.

Click here for the bone extraction video.  

Now I need to find a butcher in Germany to provide me with the right meat
and understanding neighbors.

April 18 2011

PS3 Addiction…

December 2010, Christmas.

I remember, as a teenager,
how hard it was to convince my parents to get me a computer, a Commodore C64.
My grades in school
let me phrase it this way;
I had my good times in Math, Physics, Biology and other science topics;
German, English and History not so much.
My strategy or better sales pitch was to lure my parents into the darkness
of what a computer can do for me to improve my grades.
I would program stuff that will help me. I can write reports and print them.
I told them everything what I, as a teenager, thought was good enough to get them.

It worked out. My C64 was on its way. Bought by my parents and grandma.

Yes indeed, I learned how to program some Basic and it was fun.
My buddies and I spent more time in programming the intro to the main program
as we should have spent time on programming the real McCoy.
Sometimes a simple math program had a longer intro than Steven Spielberg’s Star Wars Saga.

The most fun I’ve had with my C64 were all the fun games.
I spent hours in front of the screen trying to figure out how to get into the next level.

And this is how everything started.

The C64 was sent to a retirement home somewhere in Florida and I got an upgrade, a real PC.
Amazing how much the computer game world improved.

I liked to play so called Ego-Shooter. I used to be a member of a clan.
Kind of a gang who is virtually going out and kick some butts. Cool.
Sitting behind my screen and keyboard chasing down other characters
in games like Call of Duty or Battlefield.
Later on, the PC became a surf station and I bought me a PS3 (sound of fanfares)
and guess what, the graphic and the speed improved again.
It was a leapfrog from my ol’ C64 (R.I.P.) to my PS3.

Sure enough I bought me all the cool games I liked to play.
Racing, Shooting, Sneaking and Chasing.
And even there I got hooked up to the Ego-Shooter Call of Duty.
Online against others somewhere in the world.
The only difference, they are 20 years younger and much quicker than I used to be.
To be honest, I sucked, they were faster, better in aiming and I was only mediocre.
I was not the worst but never the best. From here it went down the drain.
I played almost every day for a couple of hours.
I cursed, I yelled, I screamed because the whole setting was not fair.
My internet connection was to slow, others were able to see me,
before I even had a chance to see them and so they shot me.
The programming of the game has flaws that’s why I’m losing.
(and with my Basic knowledge I now what I’m talking about 🙂 )

A vicious cycle.
I tried to play better, quicker and I needed an upgrade on my equipment so desperately,
because the others had the better equipment.
“Just one more round honey,
I will get my promotion soon and then I gonna get that new awesome gun”;
something my wife heard a lot.
Another infamous phrase:”Hold on,
I need to find a safe/save point so my progress is not getting lost”.

My mood changed, I became slightly aggressive, simple things pissed me off
and my night sleep was everything but relaxing.
I had a hard time to slow down and relax.
Every free minute you could hear the beeping sound of my PS3 firing up for another round.

Last Christmas I decided to quit. Cold Turkey. No more PS3 or any other computer game. Done.

Dude, that was tough. Now over 3 months later it looks like I did it.

If you’ve ever tried quit smoking, y’all know what I’m talking about.
The first days I had no clue what to do with my extra time.
This itchy feeling — come on, one round
it won’t hurt at all.
It takes a while to get use to not to play.

I’m spending more time with my wife, my books and other stuff I put aside for quite a while.
I enjoy being more relaxed, mellow and balanced.
I can easily fall asleep and I have a deep and relaxing night sleep.
No dreams about being chased by the army of darkness or driving around in a car like crazy.

In getting rid of these time wasters, I’m able to discover new things in my life.
Not being stuck behind a controller in front of a screen is such a freeing moment,
that makes it easy to never go back.

What a relief.

April 17 2011

Prince rocked Greenville…und fuer Elise wird ein Traum war

Als Teenager hatte ich die Möglichkeit Prince in Kiel zu sehen.
Leider konnte ich das Konzert damals (anno Sturz) nicht besuchen.
Ich habe es immer sehr bedauert und ins geheim gehofft,
irgendwann noch einmal die Möglichkeit zu bekommen.   

Und siehe da, nur ca. 20 Jahre spÀter sollte es dann soweit sein.
Das Wochenende nach unserem Charleston-Trip bekam ich
eine Email von Ticketmaster:
„Prince Welcome 2 America Tour – Buy Tickets now for your area“

Wie geil
Ich richtete mich schon auf eine lĂ€ngere Autofahrt mit HotelĂŒbernachtung ein.
Aber weit gefehlt, denn Greenville,SC stand ebenfalls auf seiner Liste!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
. 🙂

Der Kartenvorverkauf startete 2 Tage spÀter um 10 Uhr morgens.
3x dĂŒrft ihr raten, wer mit scharrenden Hufen pĂŒnktlich vorm Computer sass
meiner einer.
Und dann wurde meine eh schon nicht vorhandene Geduld auf die Probe gestellt.  

Ich entschied mich fuer die zweitbeste Kartenkategorie, welche immer noch recht pricy war,
aber das war mir wurscht, denn schliesslich wollte ich gerne was sehen.
Ausserdem ist er ja nicht so gross, auch wenn er hohe Hacken trÀgt.
Ich klickte auf „bestmöglichen Platz finden“ und musste warten.
Der Bildschirm sagte mir, ich solle die Seite nicht verlassen, da der Vorgang in Bearbeitung ist.
Die durchschnittliche Wartezeit wird angezeigt und stÀndig aktualisiert.
Aktuell 2 Minuten
4 Minuten
6 Minuten
11 Minuten
what the f***
12 Minuten

Ich fing an zu schwitzen
benkleister, ich will gute Sitze haben. Arrgh!
Gott sei Dank, nach ca. 5 Minuten öffnete sich die Seite
und zeigte mir sehr schöne SitzplĂ€tze relativ dicht an der BĂŒhne.
Ich probierte gar nicht erst andere SitzplÀtze zu bekommen,
da ich befĂŒrchtete wieder lange warten zu muessen.
Ausserdem lÀuft am Bildschirmrand ja immer eine Uhr,
die mir anzeigt wie lange die Karten fuer mich verfĂŒgbar sind (ca. 3 Min.).

Also, ran ans bezahlen
oh nee, auch noch die Karte verifizieren
will ich nicht.
Andere Karte her
man die Zeit lĂ€uft, mach hinne
und dann die Erlösung:
„Vielen Dank fuer ihren Kauf der Prince-Karten!“ 🙂

2 Wochen spÀter war das Konzert dann und es war super klasse.
Prince & The New Power Generation begannen das Konzert
mit „Purple Rain“ und die Halle tobte.
SĂ€mtliche Hits wurden gespielt: „Let’s Go Crazy, 1999, Kiss,
Nothing Compares To U, When Doves Cry“ usw.
Seine Gitarren-Solos sind der Wahnsinn und beim Song „Kiss“ war ich erstaunt,
dass er wirklich immer noch so hoch singen kann.
Seine Stimme ist live fantastisch und fast identisch von der QualitÀt, wie auf der LP/CD.
(Ja, ich habe noch eine „Purple Rain“-LP).

Ich bin nach wie vor so happy darĂŒber,
da ich nie gedacht hĂ€tte, ihn tatsĂ€chlich nochmal live sehen zu dĂŒrfen.
Die PlĂ€tze waren in der Tat super (ca. 25m von der BĂŒhne entfernt).
Leider waren die Ordner sehr nervig, da sie mich 3x ermahnt hatten nicht zu filmen.
Was ich auch gar nicht tat. 😉
Aber die machen ja auch nur ihren Job und haben ihre Anweisungen.

Deshalb gibt es dieses Mal nur Fotos, denn die waren erlaubt.

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April 12 2011

Nice to know: Limit an der ZapfsÀule

Jeden Tag eine neue Erfahrung.
Unter diesem Motto begann unser Abenteuer in den USA.

Dieses Motto gilt auch heute nach ĂŒber 3 Jahren noch.

Anders als in Deutschland kann man hier direkt an der ZapfsÀule sein Benzin zahlen.
Ranfahren, Karte durchziehen, tanken, Quittung ziehen und weiter.

Zur Zeit sind die Benzinpreise ziemlich angestiegen: > $3 die Gallone.
Ok, im Vergleich zu Deutschland immer noch „gĂŒnstiger“,
aber man darf nicht vergessen, dass hier die Gallone vor kurzem noch deutlich unter $3.  

Ich musste vor kurzem unseren „Grossen“ voll tanken
und wunderte mich schon ĂŒber die genaue Abschaltautomatik an der ZapfsĂ€ule.
Genau bei $72 schaltete sich die SĂ€ule ab.
Ich hatte mir nichts weiter dabei gedacht und freute mich ĂŒber diesen kleinen Zufall.

Gestern musste ich den „Grossen“ wieder voll tanken
und las eine Nachricht auf dem Display der ZapfsÀule.
„Limit der Kreditkarte fuer das Tanken erreicht.“
Preis wieder bei $72.
Ich konnte keinen weiteren Tropfen mehr tanken.
Vollgetankt war das Auto nicht.

Es ist nach etwas Recherche so,
dass die Kreditkartenunternehmen dieses Limit an die Tankstellen ĂŒbermitteln.
Damit soll verhindert werden das z.B. eine gestohlene Kreditkarte zum Tanken missbraucht wird.
Kreditkartenunternehmen vergeben Limits zwischen $50 – $75.
Diese Limits sind dann von dem Kreditkartenprovider gesichert
und der Tankwart muss seinem Geld nicht hinterherlaufen.

Wenn man sein Fahrzeug ganz voll tanken will,
muss man entweder die Karte ein 2. mal durchziehen
oder wie in Deutschland zum Tankwart gehen und dort bezahlen.

Wie gesagt, jeden Tag eine neue Erfahrung.