"Baking" Experiment and Ragging on Hollywood

Because my mother "knows" so much, and because I like to prove that she doesn't know as much as she thinks she knows, I did a little experiment last night.  We have a small jar of active dry yeast that is just slightly past its "best by" date.  She claimed that it is expired and was no longer any good because when I made pizza the other night, the dough didn't rise.  I said this was because I got the water too hot.  She said it was because the yeast was no good.

Well, to prove one way or the other, I warmed a bit of water in the microwave.  I tested it with my finger to make sure it wasn't too hot.  I added a bit of sugar and some yeast.  Then I had to go to the store for some things.  When I got back, lo and behold!  the yeast had frothed, proving that it was still good.  So not wanting to waste it,  I made a little bit of dough(after my mother went to bed, of course!).  I was a bit lazy as it was late and didn't want to unload all the crap out of the oven and wait for it to heat up and wait for the bread to bake so I got to wondering if I could "bake" the bread in the microwave.

I consulted the internet and there was a post that said that it was possible although it would not get brown, but to set the microwave to 40% power.  It didn't say for how long so I just had to guess.  I set my microwave to 50% power and the time for 5 minutes.  After about 30 seconds, the bread started puffing up to about double its original size.  When it started to smell like baking bread, I stopped the microwave.  I think it was almost in there for 4 minutes.  It didn't look very appetizing as it wasn't brown, but it was soft and had the texture of Little Caesar's Crazy Bread.  So I made my own version of Crazy Bread and sprinkled it with olive oil, a little garlic powder, and some Parmesan cheese.  It wasn't too bad!

Now, for the other thing!  When I was scanning the program guide for something to watch last night, there wasn't anything good, so I ended up watching a program called Nothing But Trailers.  It was all movie trailers for current movies.  And I know that I'm beginning to sound like a broken record with my complaints, but if Hollywood would just come up with something original and stop making the same redundant crap then I wouldn't be complaining!

It's always the same old crap, though.  Sequels, superhero movies, remakes, stupid sci-fi and disaster movies, and gawd awful teen romance movies.  Blech!  There was the new Superman movie, which didn't actually look that bad and was probably the best of the lot, and then a lot of other unoriginal crap.  There is a Carrie remake with Julianne Moore and that chick from Let Me In, some awful looking movie called The Conjuring which looked to me like a ripoff of Amityville, a Lone Ranger movie of all things with Johnny Depp as Tonto which looked incredibly bad and totally groan-worthy, a movie called Pacific Rim which is the new Del Toro one but looks like a ripoff of the old Voltron cartoon, some crap sci-fi with Jodie Foster called Elysium IIRC, World War Z with Brad Pitt which looked incredibly stupid, and some awful teen romance/demon slayer flick called The Mortal Instruments with the guy who played King Arthur from the Camelot series and the chick who plays Cersei on Game of Thrones.

Like I said, it all looked like crap except for Superman.  Nothing particularly original for any of them.  Hollywood has become so unoriginal that I can't recall the last time I actually paid to go see a movie in a theater.  That and people are complete douches since the advent of cell phones and cannot leave them the fuck alone long enough to watch a movie.  I can't stand being around people in theaters any more with their constantly playing with their smartphones or texting or just fooling around and making noise.  It's all very distracting and makes for a most unpleasant experience.
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And because my mother is a total cunt, she *insisted* on going to the Walmart out in Miami Lakes to look for a pair of reading glasses tonight, even when it is late and she has to go out there next Tuesday.  I knew it was going to be a terrible experience just by the fact that it was after 8pm and there is nothing keeping her from taking her sweet-ass time about it. Three fucking hours in there!  And the worst part, she had to embarrass me in front of people. 

She is fucking impossible to shop with.  She'll say, 'Oh!  Let's go look at such and such!' and then when you go to walk there thinking that she is just behind you, she is nowhere to be found, because she gets distracted from point A to point B and is lost somewhere along the way and then you have to backtrack to find her.  This happens the whole time while you're there. 

So one of these times, I had to backtrack because she got distracted by some men's sandals.  She calls me back and asks me if I like them.  I say no, they are men's.  Then she has to say in a very loud voice in front of people, "Oh, but you wear men's underwear!"  Ex-fucking-scuse me?!?  I do NOT wear men's fucking underwear!!!  I was so appalled and mortified that I was on the verge of dropping trou to show off my string bikini NOT MEN'S underwear.  I swear, I don't know where she comes up with the shit that she says.

I really wanted to not have to complain about her for at least one post, but she aggravates me so bad that it is almost impossible.  I have to vent or I'll go mental.  Aaaaarrrrgh!!!!!