Tuesday, April 19, 2022

Holdovers From Winter

Our housemates are gone on vacation for a month and a half. They said that we could use their backyard and grill. So far it's been kind of on the chilly side, but last Saturday we bundled up and managed the first barbeque of the year. Just grilled some burger patties. It's a good thing we did it when we did though, because yesterday and today it's been snowing! Enough that the ground has been carpeted.  

Last year we planted some flower bulbs in the front yard and earlier this month they started to emerge. Hopefully this doesn't kill them. Oh well, in our region we're advised to expect possible cold snaps until the May 24 weekend.

Speaking of holdovers from winter, you might remember how I've been keeping track of annual eggnog patterns. In recent years they've pushed it from being a Christmas-exclusive beverage into the Halloween season, justifying it by making the first batch "pumpkin spice". However, this past year for the first time they released it at Halloween in its traditional format, meaning that you can buy classic eggnog for about a quarter of the year!

It has been a slow process to normalize eggnog this far out of the Christmas season, but the other day I was in the grocery and something unprecedented occurred


Easter Eggnog!!

Completely detached from Christmas, celebrating a holiday in the spring!! To be fair, this was produced by Sheldon Creek Dairy, which I don't think is a major company, so I don't think this will popularize the phenomenon. Nevertheless, the fact that this is the first I've seen it sold at this time of year makes it feel like Sheldon Creek is committing a crime.

On the side of the bottle it says following:

"Most people think of Eggnog around the winter holidays. Here at Sheldon Creek Dairy, we wondered why Santa should have all the fun! This Eggnog is rich, velvety and smooth and is here just for a limited time. Easter, Eggs, Eggnog. Makes sense to us! Happy Easter from our Family and Bovine Beauties to you! From the den Haan Family"

It tasted okay.

Earlier this year my favourite lunch spot, Big John's Subs closed. That was annoying because even though we live near a number of restaurants, there was only one real option for take out lunch. Weird thing is, even though they took down the sign that says Big John's Subs, they left up the big sign saying "Fritou's Fried Chicken" which I've always known to be attached to their store. There's a Fritou's sign on the inside as well.

I've never known them to sell fried chicken. If you Google "Fritou's Fried Chicken" you'll see that the nearest location is in Toronto, and I looked this up before Big John's closed. This sub shop was over 70 years old, so did Big John's partner with Fritou at some point, or does the fried chicken sign predate the sub shop? Why is Big John powerless to take down the Fritou's sign, even after they took down everything else?

Good news is that just a short walk down the road we spotted a new sign, saying that Big John's is reopening! They never updated their website or Facebook page saying that they were changing location. Weak Internet presence.

Also, in the location they left, something else is opening. Lee-Anne saw some people working on it and asked what was being put in, and they said shawarma! This is good news for me, because shawarma is my favourite street food, and while you can find it in many locations across Kitchener, it just so happens that we live in a bit of a shawarma dry spot. If this new place is any good, once both locations open I probably won't bother with the slightly longer walk to pick up a sub.

I wonder if the new shawarma spot will keep the Fritou's Fried Chicken sign? I wonder if Big John's will put one up at their new location.

Wednesday, April 13, 2022

Safe Management in Burlington

Yesterday I was in Burlington recertifying as a Safe Management Trainer. If you don't know, I have a side gig where I teach a crisis prevention and intervention course for frontline workers at my agency. The pandemic shut down most of the demand for it, although I did teach a few awkward remote sessions. Because a significant portion of it is physical, it's very difficult to adequately teach that remotely.

In fact I as a trainer am supposed to recertify annually, but because of lockdowns the main office had to develop an online option, which is what I used last year. With only online training and a few awkward remote sessions since the onset of the pandemic, I felt like I was two years out of practice for this recertification.

There were no real public transit options to get from Kitchener to Burlington by 9:00 AM. Normally I would carpool in with one of my coworkers, but it turns out that both of the other instructors from my agency moved away from the position over the pandemic.

I wound up traveling after work on Monday and staying over in a hotel. Most of my reasons for staying in hotels over the years have been for trainings. Usually it's for longer though, so I didn't really have an opportunity to explore the area. Felt like there wasn't much in the around, though. At the training somebody asked our instructor if there was anywhere in walking distance to get food, and she said no, so I'm glad I packed dinner and lunch.

We were all required to wear masks, but it was still interesting to practice the escorts and restraints. Spent a lot of time in each others' breathing space. Even if it felt irresponsible in some ways, it was still good to do things the way that we used to. There were a few edits to the material and three new techniques. I learned about them last year from the online training but I only feel like I know them after practicing yesterday.

We have an online portal now, which gives us up-to-date information on new material. This is really nice since we've been keeping up through paper workbooks and a slideshow on a USB, both of which can get outdated between trainer recert sessions. I can also print out certificates for people now.

Because restrictions have been lifted, I'll be returning to traditional teaching sessions. Pretty well all Direct Support Workers are going to need to be certified again, so it's going to be busy. We'll require people to wear masks and we'll try to keep course sizes under ten, but otherwise things are back to normal.

Wednesday, April 6, 2022

First COVID Test

Well, I recently got to check off a box in my pandemic bingo book. Until yesterday I'd managed to go this long without having to take a COVID test. I'd been sick once before but since Lee-Anne had been my only exposure and she got sick first, she went in to get tested and after her results came back negative we opted to just continue quarantining.

About a week ago, Lee-Anne developed a bad head cold. I felt fine all through the week and was feeling pretty confident, but right when she started to feel better, I got a tickle in the back of my throat. I told myself I was psyching myself out, but as I got up the next day I found that it was definitely not all in my mind. I've had about the same symptoms she had for about three days now.

We've got these at-home rapid tests, convenient enough that there was really no reason not to use one, even though I'd caught it from Lee-Anne again. In my last post, I've already said that these rapid tests have their limits. The assessment you get if you go into a clinic tells you whether or not there's any COVID in your system, whereas these home ones don't tell you if you're infected, they just tell you if you're infectious.

I'd heard varying reports about how bad the tests are. My mother said that it was no big deal, whereas my aunt said that it was a misery that she wouldn't wish on her worst enemy. After going through it, I'd have to say I'm definitely on the side of not liking them.

I have to be one of the last people I know to never have had one done. So you probably know this already, but you take a cotton swab, stick it up your nose until you "feel resistance", twist it around for five seconds, do the other nostril with the same swab, then you stick it in a little beaker with solution. Let the solution stand, then drop some of the liquid into this device. Let it sit for 15 minutes. If two bars show up on the device, you're contagious. If only the top one does, you're not. If only the bottom one does, you didn't collect enough for it to determine a result.

I was happy that it would tell you if you screwed up, and I was relieved that both me and Lee-Anne got a clear single bar at the top, clearly negative.

Sticking the swab up my nose tickled and burned a lot and made me sneeze like crazy. It goes against every human instinct to put something that far up your nose.

I was told today by a coworker though, that apparently doing just the nasal swab isn't good enough for the Omicron variant, and that you need to swab your cheeks and the back of your throat as well. Well, we have three more tests so I'll probably do it.

While we're talking about my lack of wellness, about a month ago I was making potato pancakes. We had a new grater, which attached to a bason that sets on the counter. I was holding the bason between the thumb and index finger of my left hand, and alternating between grating and squeezing water out of the grated potatoes. I managed to finish all the potatoes, but then suddenly started to feel a sharp stinging sensation in my left thumb.

My thumb swelled up and was in a lot of pain for a while. Eventually, the pain went away and I regained some mobility, enough to button a shirt, fasten a seatbelt, and shuffle a deck of cards. But my thumb is still swollen, over a month later, and this could just be it's new natural state.

Saturday, March 19, 2022

Brother's 30th

 Last weekend on the 12th was my brother's 30th birthday. Kind of a weird feeling to see your younger brother hit an age marker like that. Honestly, I think it felt weirder than reaching that life stage myself. 

He's doing well though. He's in a relationship, he quit his grocery store job that he hated, and about a week before his birthday he came to Kitchener to do an exam for an IT program, which he passed. Of all fields, you'd think IT would be able to support that remotely, but apparently not. His recent successes made the age thing easier, I think.

He visited us afterward. It was less exciting than last visit, though. He came during the work day, and me and Lee-Anne are both working remotely, so we weren't able to entertain much. Lee-Anne was able to go meet him at the place he took the exam, and they went to a local bakery afterward and came back on the ION. Riding our light rail was one of the things he wanted to do, so that was at least a little exciting. I asked him what he thought of it and he was like, "It was great! It was exactly like a Toronto street car" which... Eh... I hate to admit it, but that's an extremely fair comparison. They were even made by the same company. The ION has better accessibility though.

I made broccoli cheddar soup for dinner.

Since I mentioned Lee-Anne working from home, I should say that she's working for the CNIB right now, which is the Canadian National Institute for the Blind. She has albinism, which in addition to pale skin and blue eyes (not red, like some media portrayals) also results in low vision. Therefor, she's used services from the CNIB in the past, and it makes sense for her to work there now.

Recently, me and Lee-Anne went to the Waterloo Region Art Gallery. On our way there, we saw a Freedom Rally move through downtown. There were a lot of people involved. I don't even know what they're protesting anymore. The vaccine passport mandate was removed early this month, and the mask mandate is coming down near the end of the month. They got everything they wanted, so why are they still protesting?

Here's a pic of the convoy that Lee-Anne snapped


This doesn't really give justice to the scale of what we saw, but you can see the double Canadian flags which have become associated with this movement, and you can see a truck. There were a lot of vehicles with pro-convoy messages written on them. Not going to lie, I like Canada's flag and I wish they wouldn't use it in this way.

I guess I should mention since the last update I made was about the Freedom Convoy while it was still active, that shortly after I made that post real effort was put into removing the trucks from Ottawa. People were escorted away, there were some arrests, some fighting back, some injuries. The main protest was dissolved, but now there are these smaller, shorter protests popping up in cities everywhere. So long as they do it during daytime hours and don't break the law it's fine for them to do so, but it just seems pointless now that restrictions are being removed.

I stand by what I said in my last post, the removal of restrictions is not a good thing. Right now cases are decreasing, which seems to happen around this time of year anyway, and it's normal for safety measures to be reduced, but we shouldn't get too comfortable. Now that we're looking at this disease as potentially a permanent aspect of our lives, I agree that we shouldn't focus on harsh lockdowns to "stop the spread" since a complete end to the virus no longer looks possible, but we should normalize safety precautions as we reopen society, the key strategies being vaccination, masks, distancing indoors and scheduling large social occasions during times of the year when cases aren't spiking. Total removal of safety precautions is going to put our medical system under strain which will make our society suffer in the long run.

An example of our safety precautions being insufficient is that I know someone with a kid who recently got COVID. Apparently it's common enough that schools don't have to alert families if someone contracts it, only if over a certain percentage does. So the family is required to isolate for five days. FIVE DAYS! That's the average incubation period, not the period when you're still infectious, and indeed, the daughter was still in poor condition after five days, but because the mother was testing negative, that means that she can legally go wherever she wants, even though she's living with someone who is currently symptomatic with COVID. Crazy stuff.

I don't think removing the vaccine passport will cause an immediate spike in cases, because I think most unvaccinated people were socializing on their own anyway, but in the long run it could disincentivize people to get vaccinated, which will cause a gradual increase in cases.

There's talks of my work moving to our modified in-person format, which makes sense for this time of year. The government has made clear that we are an "exception to the removal of restrictions" which is a very awkward sentence that means that we are required to continue using the typical safety measures, which I believe is wise.

One last thing before I close this post. Don't expect me to speak at length on the topic of Ukraine and Russia. For historical purposes, I guess I'll summarize the situation. Recently, Russia invaded Ukraine. In response, most of the world has issued economic sanctions on Russia and many corporations refuse to deal directly with them. Russia's president, Vladimir Putin has made cryptic threats about "consequences" the world will suffer for involving themselves in this conflict. Because of Russia's powerful nuclear forces and history of aggression, this is pretty intimidating. The term "World War 3" as a genuine possibility to this conflict is being thrown around. Apparently, Russia's current actions have resulted in the largest attack on a European nation since WW2.

The reason I don't want to talk much about it is because I know that during times of war, propaganda goes crazy, and there is very clearly a perspective I'm supposed to take as a patriotic Canadian. Our support goes to Ukraine. Given the knowledge I have in this moment, this is the reasonable conclusion. Obviously I'm anti-war.

I just don't really have any unique insight or anything to contribute to the discussion. All I can do is repeat the sentiments that pretty well every other Canadian has. At least with COVID there are a few different popular takes on the subject, but most of the Western world seems to agree on the Russia situation.

Friday, February 18, 2022

Freedom Convoy

Before the Omicron strain was detected, I remember telling one of my coworkers that if a much deadlier variant of COVID were to emerge, or a new pandemic entirely, that I didn't think we as a society would be able to adapt as well as we did in the first wave. The hope would be that because we're more aware of how disease is transferred and are more practiced in handling such situations, we would be more prepared. However, I said that with how burned out people are from the COVID restrictions, and because of the resulting widespread distrust in government, the reality was that people would be less accepting of any new safety measures.

Then Omicron came out and before the restrictions were put in place, I said on here that I didn't think another lockdown was likely because it would cause unparalleled noncompliance. To my surprise, the government did decide to implement hard restrictions at a similar level to the lockdowns, although they avoided using the term. While people weren't happy, society kept moving along relatively normally.

So it took a few months, but we've reached the unparalleled noncompliance that I had anticipated. About three weeks ago, our government decided to implement a new policy that would require truckers to provide proof of vaccination for entry into Canada. This was the catalyst that caused the formation of a new protest movement, branded as the "Freedom Convoy".

With truckers spearheading the movement, they drove their vehicles to Ottawa and occupied the downtown area, blaring their horns night and day. Initially, the purpose of the movement was to end the specific policy that had inspired it, but it quickly became a catch-all heiring of grievances over COVID measures, and their demands for ceasing the protest became an end to all COVID mandates.

Another protest took place on the Canada-US border, attempting to block vaccinated truckers that chose to continue working. While I haven't noticed an impact to my shopping, my brother who was until very recently working in a grocery store says that this has indeed caused supply chain issues. He says that "If there's anything managers hate, it's empty shelves." The response is to stock them with things that wouldn't normally go there. He gave an example of a section of the hot deli getting stocked with romaine lettuce to avoid having it empty. At a Wal Mart, me and Lee-Anne noticed there was an absurdly disproportionate quantity of Coffee Crisps over other chocolate bars.

Aside from occupying the capital and the border barricade, a series of Freedom Convoy protests cropped up throughout Canada, including Toronto, Winnipeg, Nova Scotia, Vancouver, Quebec City, and Edmonton. Even here in Waterloo Region we've had protests sweep through under the name of the Freedom Convoy. The people protesting has expanded from just truckers to anyone who wants to stand against COVID mandates.

It's gone international, with support protests occurring in Australia, New Zealand, and the UK. The Canadian flag has been flown overseas as a symbol against COVID measures, and I see the Freedom Convoy being covered in American media all the time.  Very weird feeling, since we have until recently had a reputation as one of the Western countries more dedicated to eradicating the virus. We might be an example of the nations who took a harder stance on it initially, finally succumbing to the pressure. New Zealand took a very hard line against COVID when things started out and were the first Western nation to fully reopen. The common perception was that NZ was exceptionally unified in their intention, but now they have shown some of the strongest support of Canada's protests.

I won't pretend to be neutral on the subject, I'm against the Freedom Convoy. I don't think this will surprise many as I've made individual posts for each of my vaccinations. I sympathize with the mental health concerns that have been caused because of COVID measures. Suicide, substance abuse, and domestic violence have all increased since the beginning of the pandemic and helping people to cope with the mental health aspect of this unwanted reality has been most of my job since things started out.

But even if I don't implicitly trust politicians or the media, I do trust the vast majority of scientists and medical professionals who have weighed in on this topic. It's true, they may not be experts at balancing the physical versus mental health risk, but I have seen the fallout of a compromised medical system. I won't go into detail, but Lee-Anne would normally be eligible for a surgery regarding a chronic health issue, but because of COVID, it's seen as "not essential" and hasn't been an option. During the first wave, my roommate suffered from kidney failure and was supposed to have a surgery but it was indefinitely postponed. Later, he suffered another attack that perhaps would have been preventable if he were more proactive, but he wouldn't have gotten to that stage if he'd had his surgery when he initially needed it. My granddad suffered from acute dementia and we weren't able to be there for him in the way we would have liked because COVID didn't allow for visitors.

I don't think the hospitals are putting these restrictions up because of propaganda.

No one that I know well has died from the virus, but one of Lee-Anne's relatives passed from it, two people related to my old roommate, and a guy that was somehow tied to my agency's funding, who I'd met and who was close to a coworker.

If people are surviving due to access to medical care, then even if they're surviving the disease now, they won't if they're all in the hospital at once and resources are exhausted.

The high rate of burnout due to COVID has caused an increased number of medical professionals to leave the field. Will people show as much interest in the profession with the increased caregiver strain? If this disease turns out to be permanent, we'll need them more, but if we don't support them by trying to stay safe, we could have a reduction of professionals in the long run.

Even if it only effects people with comorbidities, one of those is age, which means we'll likely have a lowered overall life expectancy. That might be good for the overpopulation issue, but I find it sad that we won't be able to facilitate a long life for those that would otherwise be able to achieve it.

And I work with the immunocompromised. The mask mandates among others allow them to engage with society relatively safely. Ending all mandates would force them into hiding. It would increase the freedom for some, but reduce it for others. We would have a less inclusive society.

When the virus is eradicated, or when we are able to implement a healthcare system capable of handling our current challenges, we will be able to go back to normal. The current issue won't disappear because we're sick of it.

All this being said, I approve of the Freedom Convoy's right to protest, so long as it happens within the legal parameters that exist within our country. I also have an appreciation for how difficult it can be to organize a protest, and how people might try to misrepresent your cause. When I was in College, we were taught a bit about how to organize a protest, and how if even one person impulsively picked up a rock and threw it, the media would use that to represent your issue.

So when people attending the Freedom Convoy fly swastikas and Confederate flags, when they dress up Canadian hero Terry Fox's memorial with propaganda, and when they dance on the Grave of the Unknown Soldier, I tell myself "I might disagree with their cause, but that's not necessarily what they represent".

As an aside, Terry Fox would probably not agree with them. He ran across Canada on a prosthetic leg to raise funds for cancer research. I believe he would have sided with medical science.

The generally joyous and celebratory nature of these protestors seems a bit odd too. During the Black Lives Matters protests, for example, the overall emotions you were able to detect were along the lines of anger and desperation. These Freedom Convoy people have brought their children, set up bounce castles, and held BBQs. The BLM protesters didn't bring their kids because there was a sense of danger. The Freedom Convoy people, who claim a feeling of oppression, obviously can't conceive of their children being put in harms way because of their cause. 

This protest has breached some legal boundaries too. Their right to protest does not allow them to negatively impact the health of civilians, to create economic danger for the nation, or to accept financial support from foreign countries. By depriving Ottawa residents of sleep and by polluting the air through constantly running their engines, they have arguably put locals in harms way. By blocking Canada's trade routes, they have impacted our access to resources. They have also received funds for food and fuel through a number of sources, including bitcoin and the website gofundme, with donors being sourced to the US primarily.

I've seen a few representatives of the Freedom Convoy denouncing the trade barrier, the swastikas, and rumours about implementing a coup. Despite their claims to represent a "unified, multicultural Canada" I've yet to see a chosen representative of there's be anything other than a white male. Nothing wrong with being a white male, and it's honestly refreshing to hear them state diversity as an ideal, but I just haven't seen the support from diverse communities that they claim.

They have claimed a lot of success based on a recent reduction in COVID restrictions. Because this is happening in conjunction with the beginning of the end of our current wave, it's hard to tell if this is because of protests or because of the seasonal dip in cases. Protesting is an effective way of evoking social change, so perhaps it has impacted things.

Recently our Prime Minister Justin Trudeau evoked the Emergencies Act, which allows the government to go beyond the usual legal limits in response to a threat. This is the modified version of the War Act, which was implemented by our current PM's father, Pierre Trudeau when he was in office.

In doing this, Justin Trudeau has been able to halt the flow of foreign funds in support of the Freedom Convoy, and he has recently employed the help of the RCMP (Royal Canadian Mounted Police, or "Mounties" as you might know them)

The situation is still escalating. Overall, my position is that I disagree with their cause, but I approve of their right to protest if it's within our legal parameters, which it isn't.

Friday, February 11, 2022

RIP Blackavar


Yesterday, one of the Guelph family cats, Blackavar, passed away. It was expected and peaceful. He was at least 18 years old.  He'd had some health issues leading up to now. About a year prior, he suddenly lost the use of his back legs. He was brought to the vet and they determined that he'd thrown his back out and that he was arthritic with bone spurs. When they heard what his age was, they were pessimistic but they prescribed him some painkillers. Surprisingly, he regained the use of his limbs and continued to live a seemingly content lifestyle. Since then, his senses deteriorated, and my mother described him as "Confused but still happy". 

On his last day, I was told that he was low on energy and appetite. If you've ever seen a cat pass, you might understand how apparent it is that they're time is running out. Even if they're still active, you get the sense that they have one foot into another world.

He hugged onto my brother's leg, and let himself be cradled and was purring. His meow softened. Eventually, he just curled up and stopped moving.

I remember when we first got him. My friend Josh knew someone who'd had a litter of barn kittens and was looking to adopt them out. We took one, because we wanted a kitten to keep our current cat, Penny, company after her friend Booshy had passed.

We weren't prepared for the difficulties of introducing the two of them. Penny, who we'd known to be fairly docile, immediately attacked the new kitten and we had to separate them. Eventually they did become friends, often curling up next to each other like a Yin-Yang symbol. Blackavar being the darker Yin, and Penny being the lighter Yang.

But before they learned to get along, me and Mom had to take turns sleeping in the same room as the new kitten. It was very difficult to get any rest because of how high-energy he was. I remember him pouncing on my throat with all his weight on his front paws to wake me up.

Eventually we named him Blackavar. I'm responsible for that. I've never been good at coming up with names, but I'm good at being temporarily excited by my own ideas, and convincing people to go along. The reason for the name was because my favourite rabbit in the novel Watership Down was named Blackavar. Later on, we'd get a rabbit and I'd convince people to name him Moss. So we had a cat named after a rabbit, and a rabbit named after a plant. Still later, we adopted a fluffy black cat named Thor. So now Blackavar, a grey-and-black tabby, was named after a shade that he wasn't even the most prominently coloured in.

When he was young, I'd wrestle with him and pretend to let him win. I attributed this partially to how egoistic he got later in life.

All in all, he was with the family through three moves. He saw Penny and Luna pass. He saw Luna, Thor, and Cassidy be adopted. In the time that he was alive, I graduated highschool, attended the Ways2Work program, did Katimavik and Canada World Youth, worked in eleven factories, got accepted into and graduated from Human Services Foundations and Social Services. I lived in the college residence and student housing with 20 different roommates overall. I was reacquainted with my father and fell out with him. My mother was diagnosed with Hepatitus C and recovered. I lived in three different places after graduating college, with five different roommates. I worked as a Summer Program Leader, an Independent Facilitator, a Direct Support Worker, a Safe Management Instructor and a Child and Youth Worker, and eventually got work where I am now. I met Lee-Anne, moved in with her, and got engaged.

Thor is a year older than Blackavar, but we adopted him when he was six. I think Blackavar holds the record for having been with us through the most life events. Rest In Peace, old friend.

Saturday, February 5, 2022

My Hot Ones Interview

There's a Youtube show called Hot Ones, where people are interviewed while eating successively spicier hot wings. I think the point of it is that people are more likely to be transparent with their answers if they can't think clearly due to escalating pain. You know, like torture.

The interviewer, Sean Evans, is pretty cool though and doesn't tend to take advantage of his guests while they're under the influence of spice. I've watched a good number of episodes. I definitely don't watch every one, but if the guest is someone I know and find interesting, I'll watch it.

For Christmas, Lee-Anne's mom bought me the 2021 lineup of hot sauces they use on their wings, and yesterday I got Lee-Anne to interview me. We taped it, but I'm debating whether I want to post it or not. It's an hour long, as opposed to the 30 minutes they usually have on the Youtube series. Of course, they have the benefit of being able to edit their footage, which would cut down their time considerably. We also don't have theme music, multiple camera angles, or echoing effects whenever I reacted to spice.

Part of me wants to transcribe the answers into text on here, but I feel like that's missing a big part of the point of the show, which is to watch people react to the heat.

It was still fun to do. Usually Sean Evans eats the wings along with the guest, but we didn't have Lee-Anne do that, since her spice tolerance isn't at that level.

There are ten sauces. I couldn't detect any heat on the first two. It was noticeable on the third. The fourth and fifth had a really nice heat-flavour ratio and were by far my favourite. The fourth was Los Calientes, it was 36,000 Scoville heat units and had kind of a chili taste. Not so much like chili peppers, but more like the dish. It's description says that it has tomatillo, serrano, and apricot. The ingredients list has cumin, which is where I'm probably finding the chili connection. The fifth was Hot Heads Official: Revolutionary. It has 57,000 Scoville heat units and featured scorpion peppers. Scorpion peppers are a superhot, which is a title given to any pepper hotter than a habanero. It's a former Guiness Book of World Records title holder for hottest pepper in the world, dethroning the ghost pepper, but eventually losing to the Carolina reaper. 

I have a bottle of scorpion pepper puree, and it may sound insane, but I actually enjoy the taste of them. When you get to the level of superhot, you come to think of them as simply vehicles to deliver pain, but the scorpion pepper is the one superhot I would argue has a good flavour to it that shines through the heat. In Hot Heads Official: Revolutionary, they manage to capture the deliciousness of the pepper while dialing down the spice to something that is present but doesn't feel too distracting.

Da Bomb: Beyond Insanity, which is their eighth sauce, usually gets the strongest reactions out of guests, so I was eager to try it. With 135,600 heat units, I'd heard that, while it isn't as high on the Scoville scale as the two ahead of it, it's the most unpleasant to take in. There are different types of heat. Some hit you immediately, and some build and burn slowly. Some effect you more on the lips, some hit you more in the digestive track. So while a lot of these sauces have a slow build up that allows you to take in the flavour before experiencing the pain, my impression was that Da Bomb hits you in the face immediately, then in the gut, and it has no redeeming qualities in terms of flavour either. While the other two sauces might be more painful at their peak, they don't hit as fast or as long, and they don't taste as bad.

I had lower expectations for the version of Da Bomb that I received in my collection, though. This is because the one they use on the show has something called pepper extract. I might botch this explanation, but my understanding is that this means they do something to remove the capsaicin, which is what makes peppers spicy, from the pepper itself and use it in the sauce instead of using the whole thing. This system creates certain health implications in the final product, which has led Hot Ones to remove all sauces with pepper extract from their lineup with one exception, that being Da Bomb.

But the Hot Ones' partner company Heatonist, which produces the sauces, didn't want to put a potentially unhealthy sauce to market, so they developed a version of Da Bomb using all natural ingredients, mimicking the flavour of pepper extract without using it. I thought it might be impossible to replicate that experience, and I was right. Da Bomb in my collection had a slow burn heat, and its flavour was unremarkable but not bad.

The hottest sauce was their final in the lineup, The Last Dab with two million Scoville heat units, which is rumoured to not be that hot in practice, since guests seem to be in their worst shape after Da Bomb, but recover a bit by the last wing. The tradition is to dab a little extra on the last one to finish things off. A little redundant for me because I'd just been dabbing sauces on the wings anyway, since I wasn't going to dirty ten dishes by tossing each individual wing in sauce beforehand. This is a legal move though, because when they were doing the Hot Ones At Home during COVID restrictions, guests would just dab on the wings, and Sean said they would usually add more than usual by accident anyway.

Because I was still in good shape by the last wing, I drenched it in sauce until it was coated and dripping, and then slurped up every bit of it for one last chance to have my answers be impacted by heat. It was hot, but I still had presence of mind. It was where I thought I'd be at the seventh wing, which was the Bhutila Fire. I don't even know if the last sauce was that hot because it's the most potent, or because I just took in more of it.

All in all, the experience was a little disillusioning and underwhelming. There wasn't a sauce I couldn't do multiple dabs with. I'll never be able to look at those celebrities with respect again as they contort in pain. After the interview, Lee-Anne tried Los Callientes,  because it was my favourite, and said it was about the limit of her heat tolerance, and she tried a drop of The Last Dab because I said it was the hottest, and she said I was a monster for handling the amount that I did.

Anyway, all this is partially a setup for an outcome that happened  as a result of this interview the next day. Lee-Anne's question for me on the ninth wing, with Hellfire: Kranked was "What was your initial exposure to anime?" My answer was a cartoon called Friends of the Forest from when I was a young child, which at the time I wouldn't have been able to recognize as anime.

In fact, I made a post on this show last year: http://lairofthegryphon.blogspot.com/2021/05/friends-of-forest.html

Basically, when I was a teenager and the Internet was still young, I tried looking up my favourite childhood TV show. After some research, I found a Japanese version. Years later, a translation emerged, but it was different than the one I remembered, titled Fables of the Green Forest. Eventually, I found it acknowledged on Lost Media Wiki that there was a second translation, with an entirely different voice cast, titled Friends of the Forest. While there was a record of its existence, none of the actual content had emerged. It was hard for me because I had all the episodes taped on VHS, but we'd lost them.

I've been especially fixated on the theme song. I felt that it would have to rot away in my brain as an imperfect memory, never sure if it ever actually existed.

Just an infectious jingle, that only I remembered: Friends of the Forest, there's room for everyone

Anyway, because I described this to Lee-Anne as technically my first exposure to anime, and detailed my decades-long attempt to unearth evidence of the version from my youth, the next day she tried looking it up.

Without telling me she'd found anything, she nonchalantly played this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcfNfUmEpRM

I was shocked silent. As I heard the lyrics, they came back to me a moment before they were played.

I'd been searching for this for seventeen years

And now, I'll write down the lyrics here in case this video is ever lost (it sounds like the beginning was clipped off, but this is still a lot better than I ever expected to get).

We love the forest
There's room for everyone
Oh, Rocky
Rocky lives in a tree
He's so happy
Living where he wants to be
Come and join him
And all his animal pals
In adventures
Our stories filled with fun and laughter
We are friends of the forest
Lay all day in the sun
We love the forest
There's room for everyone
Oh, Rocky
You may not be as fast as a rabbit
You always get there last
When there's a problem
You know just what to do
Oh, Rocky~
We can always rely on you
We can always rely on you
We are friends of the forest
Lay all day in the sun
We love the forest
There's room for everyone
We are friends of the forest
Come and join the fun
We love the forest
There's room for everyone