today was a progression of yesterday--how's that for originality? yesterday my mom was watching "little big man" (dustin hoffman as a white boy raised by native americans who goes back and forth in life living as an indian or a white man according to circumstance) and i picked up some spring roll wraps while grocery shopping. these wraps are made by azumaya (vitasoy) who make several kinds of wraps. i always use them for making gyoza. i've never made spring rolls before and said what the hell, i'll give it a try. i never bothered to look at the ingredients of the wraps before. uh oh, not vegan. they have eggs. so call the vegan police on me. yeah, i should call them "egg rolls" instead of "spring rolls" but i can't bring myself to do it. denial works for a lot of people.

why bother busting out the knife and cutting board when there's a food processor in the house? so the food processor should take the credit for dinner. it shredded the cabbage, carrots, and onions (a very pungent variety i cannot recall at the moment which is the main reason why i didn't feel like cutting the veggies myself). all i did was follow directions more or less on the wrap package. i cooked up the veggies and tofu, seasoned it with some soy sauce concoction i had in the fridge. then i put it in a wrap, folded, sealed with a bit of water, fried it up with olive oil, and repeat! (an asian chimichanga, if you will.) i didn't use up all the wraps. i'll have to come up with some idea for them. i ate the spring rolls with a chinese salad dressing as a dip and some rice. ok but it could be better.

as i ate i decided to watch what my mom watched yesterday so i put in the tape for "little big man". it's one of those movies that were in a box she picked up at a yard sale. i didn't realize how long this movie is. overall it's just ok. nothing special. sometimes it's really difficult to watch hollywood films where white put on some make-up and suddenly they are transformed into another race. (need i remind everyone of john wayne's role as genghis kahn?) i probably would've enjoyed the film much more as a kid when i was going through my "i wish i was native american" phase. then came the "i wish i was jewish phase", then the "i wish i was ancient egyptian" phase, etc. you know, i wish i was anything but myself.

in computer data recovery news, the latest recovery efforts did not work either. depressing! now my strategy is to try to recover a few files at a time. just pick a few essential folders and then work my way towards the less essential. if i could only recover one set of files, it would be my photos in iphoto (including the database file). sure losing my address book, master files for web and graphic design, songs i created, samples i've been collecting, pictures i've scanned, pictures i've collected from the net, digital audio files of concerts i've taped and reel-to-reel tapes my parents made, all papers i wrote for college courses, band discographies and lyrics and interviews i've compiled, all my email from the past 10 years or so (including some really rare correspondence and attachments), etc. hurts. losing all of that hurts so bad that i'm numb. but losing my iphoto collection truly kills me. my trips to japan, korea, new zealand, etc. are gone. sure i have a few of the best for public viewing on flickr but those are not full size and again, it's not everything. devil, are you listening? where's the offer of my soul for the recovery of my files?