Assistance...
... coming from a small town, New Orleans was the first major city I ever saw.. a family vacation years and years ago to visit family living in Slidell... I remember the amazing experience of driving across the bridge that spanned Lake Pontchartrain... and then, of course, the din and craziness of Bourbon Street... and the amazing beauty of the Garden District...
.. later in life, my love of New Orleans only grew... trips down for April Jazzfests.. weekend breaks for tours of bayous...
... now, that is all gone... and there is nothing we can do but watch, mourn, and donate..
... Laughing Wolf is trying in his own way, and the Evil White Guy is pointing to the Red Cross and others... even Yabu has his heart in the right place... his words?.. "If you and I don't do it...nobody will."
... give what you can... we've all lost an irreplaceable treasure this week...
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Thanks man...these folks need some serious help.
I'm downtown with it.
I'm doing my part.
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Yabu on August 31, 2005 12:52 PM
We are all pitching in what we can but man oh man! Can the city ever be rebuilt and if it can-can it be rebuilt to with stand this kind of storm in the future? I also fell in love with the city years ago although I am not near as familiar with it as you. However, I fear that it is lost and may never be rebuilt. Too much damage and probably not enough insurance money nor financing available.
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GUYK on August 31, 2005 03:53 PM
... good point, Guy.. but, damn, I can't imagine a world without a New Orleans..
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Eric on August 31, 2005 04:43 PM
I really regret putting off a visit to New Orleans.
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New York Moments on August 31, 2005 06:50 PM
New Orleans, Biloxi, Mobile.......it's just overwhelming.
But I have a very special spot in my heart for New Orleans - one of my happiest memories in life came from a visit there.
My heart just breaks for all of them.
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Tammi on September 1, 2005 07:36 AM
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Kenneth Clarke...
... back when I was a young warrior overseas, John Major's conservatives were running the show in the UK... a pretty non-descript bunch... but they held power for a coon's age... of note among their administration was the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Mr. Clarke...
.. he was the man... channeling the stogie smoking style of Sir Winston, he once delivered the budget to Parliament while sipping scotch and tight-lipping a Torano Reserva Selecta... brilliant stuff... I remember feeling a strong sense of solidarity with him as I watched his delivery from my humble home in Scotland...
.. if memory serves, I believe I broke out a bottle of Bruichladdich
and joined him... well, at least in spirit... any excuse for a drink, you see.. and I was on an Islay malt jag at the time...
... anyway, the BBC reports that corpulent Kenny is going to be throwing his hand in at Leading the Opposition in the gummint over there...
... rock on, Mr. Clarke.. sure, I'm not a huge follower of pommie politics, but this is definitely worth noting... in my humble opinion, a smoking and drinking conservative leader (and eventual Prime Minister, if I may be so bold) would be just what the NHS doctor ordered...
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Hmmm.. you might think he's conservative, but really he's a Euro loving, EU-phile in Conservative clothing. He's just denounced his wish to take the UK into the Euro, 'cause he knows that wouldn't wash with the Tory faithful.
I'll grant that he IS entertaining (who doesn't love a whisky drinking smoker?) and he's not as much a traitor to the Tory cause as is Michael Heseltine.
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Vol abroad on August 31, 2005 08:52 AM
"who doesn't love a whisky drinking smoker?"... indeed... there is hope for me yet...
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Eric on August 31, 2005 08:59 AM
Exactly. That's what I tell myself and all the people who love me (or should).
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Vol abroad on September 1, 2005 06:31 AM
Too late I fear, poor old Ken'll be 70 by the time of the next election. The Tories were mad not to put him in charge when they elected baby faced Hague.
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Dave on September 1, 2005 02:23 PM
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Big, Bad, and Dead...
... last Wednesday saw complaints flying... drift to the left here... etc... ingrates... so this morning the gentlemen from McDonald's Billiards of Knoxville paid a visit... new felt.. camel colored, as usual, was laid on... fresh leveling.. new Aramith balls... new night cover... the old girl looks right spiffy...
... still, you can't please everyone... I trust they'll find something else to bitch about... but tomorrow it shall hit deaf ears...
... one thing though, before I leave in search of lunch... there was a fairly large Carolina Wolf Spider hiding under one of the legs of old Schmidt as the technicians began the leveling process... being disturbed, she ran about six inches in towards the middle of the table.. entangled her long legs in a sister spider's web, and struggled... in less than five seconds, the teensy proprietress of said web started her descent... miniscule in comparison to the wolf spider, she was undaunted... nipping the ankles of the larger spider a few times, her damage was done...
... in less than 45 seconds, the spooked wolfie was reeled in by her wee sister... the thing is, I'd have laid money that the wolf spider would have destroyed the smaller one... I could not have been more wrong...
... in the end, a fearsome look was, it seems, just that... the real danger came from the unassuming.. which is usually the case...
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I had to start over about half way through when I realized you were talking about a pool table! LOL I'm such a ditz sometimes.
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livey on August 30, 2005 12:40 PM
Ugh. Spider wars. ::shudder::
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Richmond on August 30, 2005 03:41 PM
Spider Wars?
"Luke... I am your tarantula"
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Harvey on August 30, 2005 05:36 PM
Thanks, I had to turn every light in the house on and check for spiders.
My only ray of light is that I once watched a largish Praying Mantis dismember my suite mates not so large Tarantula. Maybe I should get a tattoo of a Carolina Mantis. That has to carry some MoJo.
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Ironnerd on August 30, 2005 11:31 PM
I'm beginning to think you have far too many spiders in that house...
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Princess Cat on August 31, 2005 11:28 AM
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Sunrises...
... a few months ago, T1G rode his bike down to Tennessee for a visit.. it was an arduous journey... but not one without rewards....
... the mountains near where I live are truly beautiful to behold... especially at daybreak... and even though he was tired, cold, and wet, he managed to find the grace of the situation... heh... that's what it's all about, if you ask me...
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there's nothing like a sunrise over the mountains.
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justrose on August 30, 2005 08:42 AM
'Tis true, Bro.
When I can't find the grace, or see the beauty, I'm done riding... or dead.
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That 1 Guy on August 30, 2005 06:51 PM
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Dinner with Katrina...
... while glued to the television last night, I prepared dinner between commercial breaks... I succeeded in producing, around 7:35 pm EST, the planet's most horrible pork chop... baked that sucker to greasy oblivion, I did... I will report, however, that my mashed potatoes rocked the house...
... yeah, how the mighty have fallen...of course, I am the king of the sauces... chili and spaghetti are in the bag... and grilling meat?... I can hold my own with the best of them... but give me a lowly pork chop and a televised natural disaster, and I'll hand you a complete culinary failure... and for what?... I definitely should have spent my evening tending my pork and rubbernecking much less... well, you live and learn, I guess....
... still, my Uncle's home in Metairie is most likely under water... at least part of it... he and his family reside in a nice duplex just off of Veteran's Memorial Blvd... Kenner police report large pods of bandits swimming through the six foot swells towards the loot and booty of the Pontchartrain neighborhoods.. wow... that, children, is hardcore thievery...
... even though Katrina ruined dinner last night, New Orleans never ceases to amaze me...
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Pork chop ruination...
I thought better of you.
; )
I hope your uncle's family doesn't have a bad time of it.
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Christina on August 29, 2005 04:01 PM
I saw a video today where Miss'ippi's governor Haley Barbour said looters will be dealt with "ruthlessly." I'm hoping that means, shot on sight. That's one thing that burns my ass. It's bad enough for mother nature to ruin all your stuff, but when people take advantage of their fellow man's bad fortune, they deserve to be shot (or worse).
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Dash on August 29, 2005 05:17 PM
I hope all your relatives and friends are OK man, but hey, you did the right thing greasin' that pork chop man, if they can't eat good, why should you? ;)
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RedNeck on August 29, 2005 06:28 PM
Hope your Uncle and family are okay! *shakes head over pork chop* Looters, shoot on sight...
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Laughing Wolf on August 29, 2005 07:11 PM
I hold my meat too.
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Cappy on August 29, 2005 07:56 PM
Eric - you didn't ruin the pork chop. The baking rays in your oven were off. Trust me - I deal with that all the time. ;-)
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Tammi on August 29, 2005 08:05 PM
Thats the secret to great cooking. Make them wait so damn long for the food the sole of a boot would taste good ;)
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Azygos on August 29, 2005 10:09 PM
*** shaking head ****
I don't get it. I could only watch about 10 minutes at a time - then I'd just get sick of them repeating the same old same old. I'd go away and come back a couple hours later. Even then I felt like I was being sucked into a news machine that just kept repeating itself over and over and over...
And you sacrificed a perfectly good pork chop for them... you're a better man than I am Gunga Din. *grin* I just couldn't devote the mental effort to it.
I hope your family is all okay. Oh yeah, I agree - shoot all looters!
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Teresa on August 30, 2005 12:55 AM
Well...I forgive you for ruining a pork chop..it really wasn't your fault sugar!
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Sandy on August 30, 2005 08:14 AM
I got a mashed potato recipe that'll make you whimper like a pooch just done with his girlfriend-- but you gotta ask nice.
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wavemaker on August 31, 2005 09:08 AM
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Nabbed...
... guess what?... some good news on this Monday afternoon... and no, I'm not talking about New Orleans' escape... spammers, people... caught... now let's proscute the bastards... oh, yeah....
The nine-count indictment returned Thursday names Jennifer R. Clason, 32, formerly of Tempe, Ariz.; Jeffrey A. Kilbride, 39, of Venice, Calif.; and James R. Schaffer, 39, of Paradise Valley, Ariz. The indictment charges all three defendants with two counts of fraud and related activity in connection with e-mail under the CAN-SPAM Act and one count of criminal conspiracy.
... good riddance...
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Burn'em at the stake!!!
I'll light the match.
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phin on August 29, 2005 01:29 PM
Hot tar and feathers at the very least, but am inclined to want to go the draw and quarter route with them. If they did spam, hope they get the book thrown at them and good riddance!
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Laughing Wolf on August 29, 2005 01:38 PM
Wonderful, terrific news indeed!
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Princess Cat on August 29, 2005 02:10 PM
Hey, they got the authors of Zotob and Mytob today too man!
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RedNeck on August 29, 2005 06:29 PM
We should take up a collection to pay several of the other prisoners walk by and slap them in the head every day, at different times a day. Be takin a bite of food and whap! right in the back of the head.
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Bane on August 29, 2005 07:16 PM
I say public lynching!
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New York Moments on August 29, 2005 07:19 PM
I say pubic lynching! Probly hurts worse.
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Bane on August 29, 2005 08:34 PM
While they rot in prison, they can only eat cans of SPAM for the rest of their unnatural lives...
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WitNit on August 30, 2005 10:33 PM
...and be forced to listen to Monty Python's Spam skit over and over and over and over....
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WitNit on August 30, 2005 10:33 PM
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Nawlins....
... just heard on Fox News.. Joseph Suhayda is predicting 25 to 35 feet of standing water over parts of The City if Katrina passes to the east and pushes the storm surge out of Pontchartrain....
... great bloody hell.... what a nightmare...
Update: .. Boudicca says two things that echo Bitterman's comment.. "They're so screwed - Cat 5"... and unfortunately... "I see dead people"... good luck, all....
Update: ... 5 PM EST... just heard a report of people partying down at a daiquiri bar on Bourbon Street... incredible... don't get me wrong, of course... I love me a daiquiri as much as the next guy... but I sure hope they manage to stagger up a few flights of stairs by 4am...
Update: ... 6:49 PM EST... Fox News just interviewed someone named Boudreaux...
Update: ... 7:55 AM EST... the webcams reported by Instapundit are down now...
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You got that right. I'd get the hell out if I was down there. That Kat's a big un. And since NO is already below sea level, there aint nothin' good to be had by stickin' 'round to see what happens. I'm sure you're aware, they don't "bury" people in New Orleans. Their grave yards are above ground. Man, there's gonna be all kinds of stuff floatin' 'round there 'fore too long I'm afraid.
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RedNeck on August 28, 2005 12:36 PM
As a 10 year resident of the Crescent City, I can promise you that "nightmare" does not even come close to what is about to transpire.....
It's gonna be bad, dude. Like biblical, fire and brimstone, hellfire from above kinda bad. The folks that cant leave (ie your poor, indigent, old, infirmed, etc) are basically dead where ever they stand. The gators and snakes from Barataria, the Rigolets, Bonne Carierre will own the city for weeks.
Then again, this bastard could take a 4 or 5 degree jog to the west before landfall or bleed off some windspeed and all would be well. But if it stays Cat 5?........Good bye N.O.
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bitterman on August 28, 2005 01:50 PM
I'm sick. And if it gets with the NE quadrant it's even worse. If that's possible.
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Tammi on August 28, 2005 02:35 PM
Bitterman doesn't even mention the vast cesspool it's going to become, full of toxic waste from the nearby chemical plants that drain into it. Sewage, chemicals, dead bodies... we should be equally afraid of the days and months following.
Biblical proportions is right.
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Bou on August 28, 2005 03:03 PM
I go on record for the first time, publicly, as afraid. Very afraid, in fact, for the fate of my kindred souls in NOLA.
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Velociman on August 28, 2005 07:54 PM
some reports are saying that if NO escapes with 10,000 dead they will be considered fortunate. I am hoping for the best but expecting the worst. A 25 to 28 foot storm surge will take a big portion of NO back out to sea with it and leave a 6 foot deep lake where NO used to be with the dome, if its still there in the middle of it. DAMN
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GUYK on August 28, 2005 08:56 PM
Scary shit indeed. One would think they would have protected the city a bit better, since it's such an attractive atmosphere. Maybe they'll get lucky....
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sadie on August 28, 2005 09:09 PM
I don't agree with people staying there and risking their lives. But, alot of folks have no way to leave, so, they are either surfing, partying or holed up in the 'dome.' What do you do? Coastal places and people of these areas don't like to leave....they think they can survive anything, and if not, so be it. One wonders what will happen to all the critters? I bet alot of them fled 3 days ago, or tried to. Animals listen to their instincts...too bad the human animal forgot how to do that...until its too late.
I'm in South Texas and we were already seeing changes in the weather patterns this morning.
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Sinequanon on August 29, 2005 12:13 AM
Well.......I have to say it:
1) And, they say there is no global warming?
2) Oil is already up tp 80 bucks a barrel because of Katrina. Greedy bastards.
3) I suspect there will be alot of repercussions we can not even fathom....none of which will be good. And if this is biblical or mother nature, all I can say is: payback is hell.
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Sinequanon on August 29, 2005 12:17 AM
Sinequanon - This has nothing to do with Global warming and everything to do with the natural weather patterns of the earth.
About 5-10 years ago almost all Hurricanes would hit the Carolinas, the weather pattern has is every changing and follows a certain path, for now Florida and the Gulf are getting everything, soon it will be back to a few a year and hitting the Carolina's.
Every state has noticed weather patterns. They are kind of like El Nino, weather has a predictable pattern and the pattern we are in has lots of hurricanes in Florida and the Gulf right now.
It's normal.
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Machelle on August 29, 2005 08:29 AM
I hope that this thing turns out ok. I haven't ever even been to New Orleans...I so want to go. Ever since I started reading the Vampire Chronicles...
Talk about global warming makes me laugh. Haven't we been experiencing that phenonmena since..say the end of the ice age? Something had to make the ice melt.
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Kelly on August 29, 2005 09:09 AM
It's a 20 year cycle. We're in the midst of it. Unfortunately, people forget during the 20 years we're 'off' and they move to the coast.
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Bou on August 29, 2005 10:12 AM
Machelle-This has nothing to do with Global warming and everything to do with the natural weather patterns of the earth.
Yes there are natural weather patterns of the Earth. But, global warming and development, the human touch, has aggravated those weather patterns into stronger and stronger storms. We aren't seeing more storms, just ones that are much much worse and more intense. Part of this is due to the warming of the Earth and the oceans. I can provide evidence if you need it. And, I do have a background in this area should that make a difference.
Kelly, I have NO words.
Bou - I hate to tell you this, but these are close to being 1,000 year storms. When there are Tsunami occurring at the level we are seeing, that is not the normal course of weather. El Nino , Nina, are forewarnings of the phenomena and they are telling us something - like the waters of the earth are warming and the polar ice caps are melting - I've seen it and it is a very scary sight.
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Sinequanonblog on August 30, 2005 11:40 PM
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Rattlin'...
... a few days ago, I mentioned a song my Grandpa used to sing loudly when he lost himself in the glow of Gentleman Jack... a mysterious and bluesy tune called "Rattlesnakin' Daddy"... not exactly one of the more famous of the barroom ballads, to be sure... but his gusto for belting it out always inspired me... well, after a lifetime spent wondering about the song, I finally took to the internet this morning with focus and purpose... and I've hit paydirt.... check it out... anyone else ever heard of Hawkshaw Hawkins?...
Rattlesnakin' Daddy (Taylor) by Hawkshaw Hawkins, 1951
I'm a rattlesnakin' daddy
I rattle everywhere I please
I'm a rattlesnakin' daddy
I rattle where ever I please
Now, when you hear me rattle
You better get down on your knees, oh Lord
I rattled last night and the night before
Got up this morning, wanted to rattle some more
'Cause I'm a rattlesnake daddy from Tennessee
Now, when you hear me rattle
You better get down on your knees, oh Lord
I rattle down in Georgia
I rattle down in New Orleans
I rattle down in Georgia
I rattle down in New Orleans
Now, when you hear me rattle
You better get down on your knees, oh Lord
When I throw my rattles across my back
Look out baby, you better clear the track
'Cause I'm a rattlesnake daddy from Tennessee
Now, when you hear me rattle
You better get down on your knees, oh Lord
... I am quite prepared to give my first born to anyone who can provide me with an audio clip of this song... yes, I want to hear it that much....
... oh, and speaking of "rattlin' on down to New Orleans", Katrina is on her way.. and she certainly is looking mean... very, very mean... y'all stay safe now... hey, I'm not normally one to recommend beating feet, but I suggest bugging out of The Big Easy as soon as possible...
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Is it a coincidence that I sent you some snakes yesterday? hmmmmmmm woo-woo?
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Indigo on August 28, 2005 11:05 AM
Found some stuff on iTunes...check your email and let me know if you want a copy. I mean, of course, if you want me to tell you where you can purchase your own legitimate copy. (Thank you, RIAA bastards.)
Hell raised by
zonker on August 28, 2005 11:22 AM
Damn Zonker,
Not that I wanted Eric's first born, I think he's gonna deserver that one, but I was tryin' to contribute here, and then you go and buy the damned song. You suck. ;)
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RedNeck on August 28, 2005 11:27 AM
... I love you people... I really, really do...
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Eric on August 28, 2005 11:30 AM
Hawkshaw was a big time original Opry star, like from it's inception. His actual first name was Harold. He was most famous for being killed with Patsy Cline and Cowboy Copas in a plane crash in 1963. His big hit was called "Lonesome 7-7203" which is actually one of my favorite classic country songs.
And that is all I know about Hawkshaw.
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bitterman on August 28, 2005 12:07 PM
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The Truth...
... once upon a time, it was considered honorable to tell the truth... forthrightness was an idea that was respected and admired... nowadays?... well, it'll probably get you sued...
...as proof of this, I offer the case of Dr. Bennett.. a criminal by many counts... a Godsend by others... what was his crime?... he told a fat lady that she was obese and needed to lose weight...
.. disgusting, isn't it... that poor lady... sitting in her car crying... her self image bruised and bleeding as she waits in line at McDonalds after leaving his office...
... it's simple, really... people don't want the truth... they want to be patted on the head and told that everything is going to be ok... they want a prescription for the magic pill that will make them happy, healthy, sexual magnets who can speak 7 languages and leap tall buildings in a single bound...
... there is a big difference between being rude and being honest... see, when my Doc tells me to quit smoking, I have a decision to make.. I either quit or I don't... it's his job to look after my health... it is MY job to make sure I do the healthiest things possible... if I don't quit smoking and I get lung cancer, well, here's a news flash... it is MY FAULT... and by the same token, if you tell an obese woman that she should lose 150lbs or she's going to die, she'll sue you...
... one of his other patients, Mindy Haney, seems to have a voice of reason:
"What really makes me angry is he told the truth," Mindy Haney told WMUR-TV on Tuesday. "How can you punish somebody for that?"
Haney said Bennett has helped her lose more than 150 pounds, but acknowledged that she initially didn't want to listen.
"I have been in this lady's shoes. I've been angry and left his practice. I mean, in-my-car-taking-off angry," Haney said. "But once you think about it, you're angry at yourself, not Doctor Bennett. He's the messenger. He's telling you what you already know."
... but that lady who is suing?... honestly, sometimes I read the news and I just don't understand it...
... I'm going out to sit on my patio and listen to the wind chimes... their random noises make more damn sense than what you read in the papers..
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This is bullshit. I'm a big guy, my doctor used to tell me to lose weight all the time, Now that I'm actually losing weight he just encourages me. I'm not going to sue him for pointing out I'm a big fat bastard!
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Contagion on August 27, 2005 10:32 AM
Here's the frickin' kicker, he's her DOCTOR. It is his responsibility to tell her. She's probably the type that if she had a heart attack due to her weight, and he never said anything, she'd sue him for NOT telling her.
I hope she loses this, loses this big, and not one dime comes out of his pocket. I hope she has to pay all legal fees and court costs. And maybe the Judge can fine her for being a dumb ass.
What a damn idiot. I was so pissed when I read that a couple days it ago, I couldn't see straight.
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Bou on August 27, 2005 10:59 AM
He told her she was obese... not a freakin' mutated elephant or anything like that. Even then... suit is a stupid thing.
My favorite doctor once told me to find another doc... if I wasn't going to what he suggested, fine. But I was not going to die as one of his patients. I personally liked that.
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That 1 Guy on August 27, 2005 11:32 AM
Hey lady, ya want fries with that law suit?
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Bullseye on August 27, 2005 11:42 AM
The biggest tragedy here is that she's ALLOWED to sue for something like this! What a waste of time & money.
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New York Moments on August 27, 2005 12:15 PM
and we wonder why medical costs are so costly. Maybe open season on tort lawyers about once a year with just enough bounty to pay for the ammo would thin them out some. And to think I once wanted to be a lawyer. I'm glad now they found out my parents were legally maried to each other and turned me down.
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GUYK on August 27, 2005 01:19 PM
I heard that on the radio the other day, and I just laughed. That suit, in my unoffical legal opion, stands about the same chance that a snowball in hell does. If she don't melt somewhere along the way, and show's up in court lookin' like a cow, what jury/judge 'ceptin' maybe a blind one can't figure out that she got pissed and decided to try pissin' up a rope?
Man, I don't hardly go to doctors. Not 'cause I've got anything against 'em, but they cost too much for me, and ditto on dentits. My kids, different story. But when did callin' a spade a spade become a crime?
I heard he said obese, and not fat, but I wasn't there so I don't know, but either way, we're talkin' politically correct mincin' of words here. Fat is fat. I ain't skinny, I ain't what I'd call fat, but I'm sure there's some skinny folk that describe me that way.
But to sue him over that? It's just wrong.
I think she needs a belly ring, like a Larry the cable guy belly ring, so they can pull her away from the buffet e'ry now and then.
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RedNeck on August 27, 2005 03:35 PM
It's a sad fact that the US has more law suites per person than any other country in the world. People will sue for anything, coffee too hot, doctor to blunt. People should learn that the truth hurts, but it's sometimes necessary. You're right in everything you say. She would have probably sued if he didn't tell her to lose weigth!
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Junebugg on August 27, 2005 05:45 PM
People people people -- just to correct a misunderstanding, she DIDN'T SUE the doctor (there is no civil tort for "hurting one's feelings," thank the lawd), she filed a complaint against him with the Board of Registration of Medicine -- i.e., she accused him of inappropriate practice.
The question is, will he be reprimanded for telling her the truth. I think not, and while it was the height of idiocy for her to file a complaint, once she does, the Board is required to undertake an "investigation," which could simply be a phone call to the doctor to ask him "what's up with this lady?"
This is a great story, but I think there may be more "story" to it than fact. This guy won't face any discipline at all, is my bet.
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wavemaker on August 28, 2005 09:00 AM
I suspect this is another anomolly. There are alot of people in the world who don't want to face the truth, about themselves or the world we live in today.
These are the cases that make people with legitimate lawsuits suffer.
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Sinequanon on August 29, 2005 12:22 AM
Does this dress make my ass look fat?
Be careful how you answer that question. Truth ain't what the woman is looking for.
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Acidman on August 29, 2005 10:35 AM
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Music stuff....
... it's been a long time since I've been asked to participate in a meme... and a new acquaintance has asked.... so, here goes...
1. Person who most influenced your musical tastes:
... probably my Grandpa... he was a notorious knower of obscure lyrics... and I'm still looking for the complete version of "I'm a Rattlesnakin' Daddy".. yeah, the one where the next line is. "I'm gonna rattle all over this town"... Grandpa was the man... also I have to give props to my Father-in-Law... he got me started loving jazz in a big way... Hoagy Carmichael, Sidney Bechet, and Fats Waller are both played occasionally around here... all in all, I'm a lyrics guy... I can stomach most kinds of music as long as I can enjoy the lyrics... which is probably one of the reasons that I'm now a fully fledged Deacon in the Church of Tom Waits....
2. Top 5 songs to drive to:
5. Step Right Up - Tom Waits... I can sing along at the top of my lungs and never miss a beat while driving... just ask T1G...
4. Serious Business- John Cougar Mellencamp
3. A Little Less Conversation - Elvis Presley
2. Back in Black - AC/DC
1. Born to be Bad - George Thorogood and the Destroyers
3. # of CD's you own:
... not as many as I'd like... I have around 300 cassettes... but only about 75 CDs...
4. Song/CD you were listening to when you lost your virginity:
... I lost my virginity on a blanket in the woods... sorry... just imagine one of those nature soundtracks with some heavy breathing thrown in...
5. Song(s) played at your wedding:
... when we marched out of the church, the organist played "Semper Fidelis"... as a Marine and a brand new husband, it seemed fitting...
6. Favorite sad song:
... "One for my Baby" by Robbie Williams...
7. Song you'd like played at your funeral:
... I used to imagine that I'd want Skynyrd's "Tuesday's Gone"... but lately I've been thinking about "Will the Circle be Unbroken" by the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band...
.. anyway, since this is a brand new meme... and I was the only one tagged... I can't just let it die... so, I tag the following unfortunates....
... The Queen of Cheese...
.. dear Tammi...
... and the Maximum Leader himself...
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okey dokey. Hmmmm....gotta do a special email (wink wink) and a meme. Got it. It'll be up tomorrow!!!
Hell raised by
Tammi on August 26, 2005 07:55 PM
When I read that she had tagged you this morning I wondered what your answers would be. I wonder no more..... Good meme....
:)
Hell raised by
Richmond on August 26, 2005 09:12 PM
I had a good friend I worked with one time get his head blown off by his step dad. Kid was like 20, maybe. We co-workers were in the chapel, keepin it real, looking at him lying there in a suit he would never wear were he alive, and the first Hammond B3 power notes of 'Blue Collar Man' by Styx came blamming out of the chapels speakers...
Man, that leveled us. I still can't listen to that song.
Hell raised by
Bane on August 26, 2005 10:15 PM
Step Right Up... funny, but a friend and I were just talkin' about Waits on Thursday, and this song was one that we brought up. I told him about you singing right along with it.
You're right... Waits kinda grows on you.
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That 1 Guy on August 27, 2005 06:35 AM
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Gen. Lane.....
... I met the Wife for lunch yesterday at a nice Mexican restaurant in Athens... it's an interesting place... all decked out in Aztec murals... nice bar area... good food... we quite often eat there...
... anyway, as I was waiting for her to arrive, I sat at a table by myself and watched the traffic pass... and almost by accident, a waving flag caught my attention... a Baptist flag, I believe.. although my expertise in religious standards is far from remarkable... and below the outstretched banner was a drooped flag which I could not make out... behind the flagpole, a large stand of hardwood trees stood... funny, I had never noticed it before in all the years of living here...
... after a while, the Wife arrived and we placed our orders... I mentioned to her that I had noticed the flags, and I pointed them out in the distance... when we looked again, the second flag was now standing out... it was a civil war battle flag.. I thought it strange that in all the years of researching local history, I had never heard or read about a CSA graveyard tucked away in town... we immediately decided to investigate after the meal..
... well, we made a good decision... after driving across the road and climbing a small rise on foot, we arrived at a freshly mown clearing surrounded by ancient oaks.. two or three of which were probably 10 feet thick... and lying in the shade they provided was the whole Lane crowd... General Lane, CSA... his wife and children... and many unmarked stones which were probably servants or slaves...
... we took our time and read each stone... the dates proving that some had died young when the "General" had been a "Colonel"... daughters and their husbands buried side by side... we walked the entire length of the small copse... and when we reached the back side where the woods met a hay field, we stopped and turned around... you could see the tranquility of the place... even though it was only yards from a busy highway... I suppose the fact that it was on a hill kept most of the modern sounds from reaching into the trees... it was a very strange feeling to stand in such a place full of quiet and still be able to watch big rigs thunder by on I-75 and hear nothing but the sound of a hawk swapping a battle cry with an angry blue jay...
... once we got back home, I immediately tried to look up General Lane in "Generals in Gray", but he wasn't listed.... but he was being taken care of.... fresh flags of both Church and Nation were proudly flying over his grave... the grass was neatly being kept.... someone, and we wondered who, had certainly not forgotten General Lane... even with all these years past...
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Verrrry cool story.
I love exploring ancient graveyards.
When you were in Scotland did you go through them? Absolutely amazing places.
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blondage on August 26, 2005 12:36 PM
I love old graveyards. I went a searchin' with my Dad once up in Troy, AL... lookin' for old dead kin. I need to do that again.
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Bou on August 26, 2005 03:48 PM
I found some papers at Auburn of a James Henry Lane, General CSA. But I don't think that is who you found. Link follows:
http://www.lib.auburn.edu/archive/find-aid/501.htm
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The Maximum Leader on August 26, 2005 08:42 PM
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Marley, mon...
... last night's festivities began bizarrely and continued to orbit the surreal all evening... the timbre of the Social Club meeting was a'kilter from the start... I can't put my finger exactly on it, but personally?... well, I blame Bob Marley... I mean, have you ever seen three full-grown whiteboys attempting to dittybop to reggae?.... shameful stuff... hell, and that was early on... the whole sordid affair climaxed when we started playing air guitar to "Exodus"... it was all downhill after that...
... indeed, Bacchus was smiling down on us gentlemen.... eventually, we made our way indoors once our billiard abilities had been snuffed, and discussions of recent conquests took place.. not by me, of course... I'm pure as the driven snow... but the others engaged... everything from late-at-night fumblings to being propositioned in the mini-mart... oh yes, children, the honor of many a local debutante was mulled over with knowing nods and evil grins... shock and awe, people... shock and awe... through much of the conversations, I sat completely stunned... were my hair longer, I am sure that it would have curled at some of the descriptions of decadence...
... in summation?... a very pleasant time was had... and there is no doubt in my mind that had we stuck to Zevon and Young - as we normally do - the evening would have maintained a steadier course... but, oh my... listening to reggae certainly took steamy tell-alls to a whole new level...
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*sigh* Boys..... Sounds like it's time for your wife to return before you get into *real* trouble. ;)
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Richmond on August 25, 2005 01:05 PM
My old rock & roll band still does a reggae version of "Dixie." It brings the house down every time.
You oughta hear it.
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Acidman on August 25, 2005 02:03 PM
what is wit you boys, cant dance to da Wailers? I tink you boys need a little smoke da next time.
disclaimer------
*best Jamacin accent I could pull off in a pinch, I would also never advocate the use of illegal substances*
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ArmyWifeToddlerMom on August 25, 2005 02:24 PM
"have you ever seen three full-grown whiteboys attempting to dittybop to reggae?"
Having vacationed in Jamaica a couple times, the answer is, sadly, yes :-/
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Harvey on August 25, 2005 05:22 PM
Hey! I thought we were damned stylish. Of course I'd been drinking, so my perception may have been a little off. Survived another meeting of the "social Club". Thanks again for the hospitality, I had a blast.
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Johnny - Oh on August 25, 2005 06:19 PM
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Tassles....
... meanwhile, in Swaziland....
"After the tassels were burnt, some 30,000 Swazi girls danced in the national stadium in front of the king, before feasting on slaughtered cattle"
... happiness, it appears, is a burnt tassle...
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9 wives? What man in his right mind would want NINE wives? Holy crap. What a nutcase.
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Bou on August 25, 2005 02:19 PM
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Great Bloody Hell....
... Dax, truly a force to be reckoned with, provides us with today's memorable Quote of the Day... yes, he's a sick, sick man... oh, and it's not really safe for work..
"That's when I heard her gently moan, "Skull fuck me baby, skull fuck me." I thrust harder and faster into her mind. I felt the culmination of all her effort build up from the depth of my loins. As I was holding back my lustful passion, I shouted, "Blink baby, blink for daddy."
... See what I mean?...
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sump'in bout that boy, aint right.....
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ArmyWifeToddlerMom on August 25, 2005 11:12 AM
.. indeed...
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Eric on August 25, 2005 11:21 AM
Um. I guess there are all kinds of ways to give head?? huh.
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Richmond on August 25, 2005 01:00 PM
It takes a lot to shock me.
That shocked me.
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blondage on August 25, 2005 02:17 PM
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Home alone...
... I fended for myself last night when dinner approached... and I did a pretty good job... no frozen Stouffer's lasagna for me, no, not last night... I even took pity on the pizza delivery guy and saved him from braving the jungle-like heat and humidity to deliver me a fresh pie... instead, I ate donuts... six of them, actually...
... Krispy Kreme's finest fresh raspberry-filled donuts.. and they were awesome...I know this may be a Southern thing, but I find it almost impossible to adequately sing the praises of Krispy Kremes..
... of course, I followed the fine meal with a one-a-day vitamin... you know, just to keep the ole bod in fighting trim..
... afterwards, I comfortably sipped two extra-dry martinis as I watched Fox News froth about Robertson's recently acquired foot-in-mouth disease...
... home alone... hey, I'm all about the finer things in life...
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Glad to see you back up, but have to ask why you were home alone? The storm comment get you in that much trouble? :)
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Laughing Wolf on August 24, 2005 02:54 PM
Krispy Kreme Doughnuts. They send me spiralling into such a sugar high I think for sure one day I'll go into convulsions.
I truly try to stay away... you cannot eat just one. I need more substance in my doughnuts. KKs are seriously dangerous.
Hell raised by
Bou on August 24, 2005 04:40 PM
Krispy Kremes for dinner? With Martini's? Well, I guess you covered 2 of the 6 y chromosome food groups there... What's for dinner tonight?
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Richmond on August 24, 2005 07:26 PM
*doing my best Homer impersonation*
MmmmmMMMMMmmmmMMMmmm.....Krispy Kremes......
Hell raised by
blondage on August 24, 2005 09:43 PM
when the sign says hot, you gots ta stop...
i'm starting to think we're actually related
Hell raised by
shoe on August 24, 2005 09:55 PM
I am trying to contemplate why it is you don't weigh at least 400 pounds... There is something seriously unfair with a world where you can calmly consume vast amounts of sugar and fat... yet I just gained 20 pounds reading about it!!!
Hell raised by
Teresa on August 24, 2005 11:27 PM
Yeah, I'm with Teresa on this one! NOT fair!
My favorite Krispy Kreme are the glazed devil's food ones.
yuuuuummmmmmmm
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Maeve on August 25, 2005 12:41 AM
Oh, geeez...the raspberry-filled ones are the BEST, dude. And when they're warm...as Dax would say: just damn!
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zonker on August 25, 2005 08:17 AM
Krispy Kremes are good when they are hot and fresh. However, once they have cooled off I pretty much prefer most other major brand of doughnuts.
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Contagion on August 25, 2005 09:15 AM
Krispy Kremes are a poor man's make-do for when Dunkin' Donuts are unavailable.
*gets tied to a stake & stoned as a blasphemer*
Hell raised by
Harvey on August 25, 2005 05:25 PM
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Heroes....
... on this day... long, long ago... Sir William Wallace was put to death.... I've just had a request to post about it by Redneck... and, y'all know that I love nothing better than making each and every one of you just as happy as a bunch of clams.. so, here goes...
... damn... where to start?... I suppose with Burns... after all, the Bard said it nicely thus...
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots,
wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victory!
Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour,
See approach proud Edward's power ”
Chains and slavery!
Wha will be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee!
Wha for Scotland's king and law
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand or freeman fa',
Let him follow me!
By oppression's woes and pains,
By your sons in servile chains,
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!
Lay the proud usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in ev'ry foe!
Liberty's in ev'ry blow!
Let us do or die!
... indeed... them thar be fighting words... but you must understand where ole Rabbie is coming from... after all, his Scotland has just experienced the Act of Union in 1707... or, as Burns himself put it... his country had just been "Bought and sold for English gold.. such a parcel of rogues in a nation".... oh, yeah.. Robbie was nothing if not a nationalist....
... so yeah, he was pissed.... and even I, on the ancient bridge spanning the North Esk river at St. Cyrus, saw the graffiti once... quoting a Roman of yore.. well, paraphrasing actually... if memory serves, I do believe the ole Roman spake in antiquity... "we have made a desert and call it peace..."... then again, I could be wrong... my reading of the great classics has fallen woefully behind recently... so, who said that?.. anyone?...
... anyway, the scrawl in the stone bridge read like this... "Scotland FREE or a DESERT!"... now... see?... shocking, isn't it... yep, it's pretty damn harsh... and hey, that was 1994!...
... as a result, Wallace is many things to many people... in Braveheart, Gibson portrayed him as THE great hero of Scotland.. and that may well be... I'm no historian, after all... but as for myself, I will love William Wallace for another reason.....
... in the granite city of Aberdeen, there is a gigantic statue of Mr. Wallace in front of His Majesty's Royal Theatre... holding his menacing 5'4" sword and scowling... it really is a beautiful thing to behold... but the inscription is what won my heart... the devil is in the details, rubberneckers... it always is...
... what does the inscription read?... well, I've just googled it and can't find it verbatim... but as I recall, it says the following...
... "on this spot in 1298, Sir William Wallace - Guardian of Scotland - murdered the High Sheriff of Aberdeenshire"....
... that totally rocks... I mean, c'mon... who among you has NOT wanted to smack whack a surly Sheriff?....
... so, in fulfilling the request made by Redneck, there you have it... on this day in 1305, Sir William Wallace was executed... and it was a damn crying shame... Longshanks should be ashamed of himself...
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I knew you had it in you. It was the 5'4" sword that sold you wasn't it. ;)
You know you want one of those... Biker Steve would be in awe. I've read that he was a large man, and well educated. I reckon, just an ol' fashioned bad ass.
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RedNeck on August 23, 2005 07:37 PM
Sir William Wallace that is... No disrespect to Biker Steve.
Hell raised by
RedNeck on August 23, 2005 07:40 PM
The details of his execution are quite interesting. He did not go easy.
Hell raised by
Acidman on August 25, 2005 04:11 AM
Braveheart was a good movie.. horribly inaccurate historically.
Love the post, being a re-enactor that plays on his Scottish herritage I love talking Scottish history and that is one of my favorite of Burns' poems.
Hell raised by
Contagion on August 25, 2005 09:21 AM
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Rambling again..
... back when I was a sprout, a bootlegger named Bill ran a show on the bad side of Madisonville.... hard hooch... Ole Granddad.. Fighting Cock.. rough stuff... high octane corn squeezings.... his clientele being the type that was after the genuine busthead and frowned upon fine sipping whiskey... they sought the cheapest high around... and Bill usually had it laid on... how do I know this?... well, one does not grow up in the bald tire-haywagon area of the South without seeking fun and games... and I was no different...
... from early on, me and a few buds would slip into the black section of town and purchase a half-pint or two... then steal to the backside of the farm for a camp-out where we'd get hammered and dance like wildmen by the campfire... inevitably puke, fall asleep on the ground, and wake the next morning to find our jeans soaked by the dampness of the dew.. shivering.. hung over.. and tired... good times...
... not that I was a miscreant, no.. not at all... it was simply what was done back then by young snappers such as I...
... I actually met Mr. Black's niece in Pensacola while I was going through Crypto school.. a big, black, buxom lass... a SSGT in the Army at the time... she was teaching one class or another, I can't remember... I do remember that I was in awe of her technical abilities though... SSGT Black was a true cryptographic force of will.. crunching numbers and algorithms like a big number crunching thing...
... I'd known her for about two months before she finally told me that she was from east Tennessee... my 17 year old mind put two and two together, and I realized that this fine, upstanding woman who held a Top Secret SCI clearance was niece to a man who consistently got most of the youngsters, drunks, and deacons of Monroe and McMinn county wired up every given Friday night... it was an incredible revelation... and proof positive that the FBI currently crawling the county asking questions about my wayward childhood would find absolutely NOTHING to keep them from handing me my clearance when the time came...
... anyway, we had found a common thread, and it was beautiful... she a relative, and I, a customer of a fine bandit...
... she offered to give me a lift back to Etowah during the Christmas break from training... I immediately took the bait.. a great trip too... the long drive from Pensacola to Etowah zipped by in no time.. although, we must have been a strange looking couple... a fine black woman in her prime and a scrawny pup of a redhead with freckles tooling along the Alabama backroads in a 1985 Cadillac land-yacht..
... strange stuff, though... I heard a few years ago that Bill had checked out...died at home on the couch, I believe... and the neighborhood that he sold cheap liquor from was now in shambles... violence, drugs, and such... no more bootlegging there... meth and crack instead... no more kids sneaking off with a fifth of bourbon and a knapsack for an impromptu "camping trip"... instead, kids showing up with the trunk of their mustang full of stolen silverware and trying to score some rock... kinda fucking depressing, really....
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a bittersweet denouement, but good times well remembered ... i think "high octane corn squeezings" is my new favorite phrase ...
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justrose on August 23, 2005 11:32 AM
justrose said it perfectly. bittersweet indeed, but it must have been such great fun while growing up.
Hell raised by
Michele on August 24, 2005 11:26 PM
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Jealous...
... this is a beautiful post... I just wish all Mother-in-Laws were like that.. mine, of course, is pretty damn awesome... but I have to admit, she ain't perfect...
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I have a great ma-in-law, too - spoils me to the bitter end. But, you're right - none are perfect. That is a good post.
Hell raised by
Dash on August 22, 2005 10:26 PM
Whoa - I just logged a record number of hits on my blog. Thanks for the kind words. Who knew I would have spent my 15 minutes of fame this way? I could have been a noir movie starlet; so much for that, eh?
Your comment on my blog signed "Eric SWG" I could only determine to stand for "Star Wars Galaxies". Imagine the surprise when I found your well done page. I'm looking forward to reading more.
Cheers,
Carrie
Hell raised by
Noir Muse on August 22, 2005 11:51 PM
beautifully written ... mine is completely different from hers ... but special just the same. it makes me want to call her.
Hell raised by
justrose on August 23, 2005 08:45 AM
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breaking the mood...
.. if you ever find yourself snuggling on the couch late in the evening while watching X2 with your Significant One... and if they happen to wistfully ponder a question... and then they answer it themselves.. and then propose the selfsame question to you... be very careful what you say... it is easy to allow the bonding of peace, serenity, and adult beverages to lull you into a false sense of security... for instance..
.. as Wolverine was slashing his way through fifty heavily armed kidnappers at the X-Men's base, I heard this from my Dear above the screaming of the recently knifed...
... "those mutants rock... if I could have those super powers, well... I'd want to be Wolverine... yeah... Wolverine... he kicks ass.... dear?... which mutant would you like to be?"....
... now listen closely... what ever you do in this situation, do not say the following...
... I took a sip of my Scotch, and placed the tumbler gently on the ottoman... I craned my neck as if deep in thought for a moment.. and as I lit a cigarette, I gave my answer.... "that's an interesting question.... hmmm... probably which ever one is doing the nasty with Storm on a nightly basis"..
... that is the wrong answer... trust me on that...
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Well, if your wife has Wolverine's blades you'll only have to worry about doing Storm maybe once. ;) Maybe.......
Hell raised by
Richmond on August 22, 2005 10:22 AM
indeed. but i got the same answer!
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justrose on August 22, 2005 10:46 AM
LOL! Definitely n.o.t. the thing to say.
Hell raised by
vw bug on August 22, 2005 12:05 PM
Um, yeah...no.
That response is reserved for non-SO type ears.
Hell raised by
Princess Cat on August 22, 2005 12:45 PM
*nudging you with my elbow hard enough to cause grimacing*
*headed off to the hardware store to buy you a rope, you can use that the next time you feel like hanging yourself"
Or Dear Wife can use the rope in whatever fashion she would like.....
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ArmyWifeToddlerMom on August 22, 2005 03:21 PM
Hahaha! Hey man... that thing can happen vice versa, too... :-) Rube hasn't blogged about yesterday yet... but... in our case, it was Edward Scissorhands...
Hell raised by
Ann on August 22, 2005 03:27 PM
Oh yeah, that's not the answer I would have given. Mine would have been 'whoever is doing the nasty with Wolverine on a nightly basis'... man, Hugh Jackman is a hotty. I don't think his response would have been quite the same as your lovely wife's. ;-)
Hell raised by
Bou on August 22, 2005 03:46 PM
You keep that up, and you are going to be known as Chester instead of Festus. Imagine you will get little sympathy on the limp...
Hell raised by
Laughing Wolf on August 22, 2005 03:47 PM
ROFLMFAO!!
Dude, you are lucky you still have all your digits to type your blog.
Hell, you're lucky not to be maimed in some sort of fashion at all!
Hell raised by
Maeve on August 22, 2005 04:57 PM
Damn you just blew my image of you as the always sweet, loving, clever husband!
Hell raised by
livey on August 22, 2005 07:31 PM
one word; MONSTER'S BALL!
BillyBobThornton is a damn lucky S.O.B.
Hell raised by
Marcus on August 22, 2005 08:51 PM
You were correctly wrong...
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That 1 Guy on August 23, 2005 03:50 AM
Ouch. Are yous till sleeping on the couch?
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New York Moments on August 23, 2005 05:53 AM
Heck, "Which mutant would you be?"... I thought, just for a second, I was gonna read "Velociman's Mutant of course, he gets away with anything"...
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RedNeck on August 23, 2005 07:40 AM
Better learn to sleep with one eye open!
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Alaska Kim on August 23, 2005 05:30 PM
DOH!
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blondage on August 24, 2005 09:53 PM
Man, I felt the chill all the way over here!
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Michele on August 24, 2005 11:36 PM
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Quote of the Day...
... just when you think you've seen it all, you find yourself shocked... stunned by mere words.. jolted over your morning coffee by a sentence that you imagined you'd never, ever hear in a million years.... well, except maybe at a blogmeet as Dax and Jimbo can attest to... but at least in Jekyll it was valid questions concerning marmoset masturbation... anyway, check this out...
... "He summarized the movie as "bizarre, generally slow, and features a baffling number of raccoon scrotums."
... yes.. yes, rubberneckers... you read that right... damn, what a sentence... for the full effect, have a look around here if you dare... I, for one, have nothing further to add...
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good lord! i've never seen the word "scrotum" in the plural. why would there be any need for it? i don't usually discuss them as a collective concept ...
what a review ....LOL
Hell raised by
justrose on August 21, 2005 10:51 AM
Haw!! And the review is in a website called "Coming Soon"!!
Hell raised by
Joe P. on August 21, 2005 12:37 PM
The real interesing question is how did you come upon such a review? Are you on some kind of Mammalian Genetalia Mailing List?
By the way, I wonder if the plural of scrotum is scrota, but I'm too lazy to look, and I don't expect to be needing the word any time soon, anyway.
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Jim - PRS on August 21, 2005 06:07 PM
Well, Eric, I don't know about you, but I was slightly disappointed that we never received the answer concerning the marmaset.
What the hell are we supposed to do if we ever find a marmaset in need? Let's be charitable, people.
Hell raised by
sadie on August 21, 2005 07:34 PM
Jim, or scroti. A whole mess of them would not be a herd or a litter, but possibly a gaggle? A great gaggle of scrotums.
But what the hell do I know, scrotums ain't my bag. Not genetically, anyway.
Hell raised by
Anna on August 22, 2005 02:52 AM
LOL! I needed to see this. Maybe it has something to do with having 2 boys, a male dog, a male pony and a husband. ;-)
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vw bug on August 22, 2005 07:52 AM
My FIRST thought was that of Jim's. How in the hell did you find this? Did you stumble on it or think, 'blog fodder. I need blog fodder. I know. I'll google raccoon scrotum and see what I get." ;-)
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Boudicca on August 22, 2005 08:04 AM
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fishing and watching....
... just back from spending the day in the mountains fishing with family and friends...beautiful stuff... and now I'm off to make some firehouse chili to get the blood pumping again.. the water in the river was liquid ice and we need some fire.... caught two small fish, but threw them back.... dinner wasn't the point anyway... had a few brews and watched the Wife fish for a while as I sat on the bank... knee-deep in the Hiwassee and her khakis were clinging... not a bad afternoon when you think about it...
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No snakes, were there?
Hell raised by
That 1 Guy on August 20, 2005 08:41 PM
.. nope.. not this time...
Hell raised by
Eric on August 21, 2005 08:21 AM
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Oh yeah...
.. let the streets flow with the blood of the non-believers...

Get your position here
.. nabbed from VW... who, of course, must be eliminated...
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That was cool! I was a big 'ol copycat.
Hell raised by
Kelly on August 20, 2005 10:30 AM
Ok, I did my duty and signed up...and no pressure..but don't you EVEN think of dying and leaving me that thankless job.
Hell raised by
Kelly on August 20, 2005 04:02 PM
Hey I thought I'd be nice and moved you up! You are now 3,029! Want me to elimate some people?
Hell raised by
livey on August 20, 2005 07:29 PM
WHAT? I can't believe you got moved up before me. Then again, I'm too lazy to move myself up any further. ;-)
Guess you have to be eliminated first. Phew.
Hell raised by
VW Bug on August 21, 2005 08:33 PM
Can I sign up to be a minion or a flunkie or something?
Hell raised by
Harvey on August 23, 2005 06:54 PM
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Dancing....
... I was just reading about how Justrose loves to dance... and how she manages to get out and tear up the Philly dance floors ever so often... and she seems to have a great time... but it got me to thinking... I've never really liked dancing... of course, it could be that I don't enjoy it because I dance like a drunk spastic barefoot man on a hot tin roof, but I'm not sure... either way, watching me dance is not a pretty sight..
.. there must be some mental block... deep, deep down that separates those who can dance from those of us who just flail about... I do have a sense of rhythm, so that's not the problem... I think I'm just too damn self-conscious... either that or I'm afraid of knocking some innocent bystander senseless with an accidental elbow to the noggin.... I'd much rather be the guy propping up the bar and watching the action than out there jumping and wiggling... plus, if I were out there bumping and grinding, I'd end up spilling my drink.. and that would be a buzz kill for sure...
... now, I do enjoy the occasional slow-dance... and I can two step fairly well... and I've even played a hand or two at those whirly Scottish dances.. but they are more like exercises in drunken precision marching that just letting it all hang out to some funky groove... but just shaking my hips in wild abandon?.. it just ain't gonna happen...
... sure, I'm a stick-in-the-mud.. but I'm much rather find a nice, quiet spot... sip my drink... and watch people enjoying their dance than actually get out there with them...
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I'm sure you do fine when you dance. I think, if you look around at all the folks who do dance, it's just a sea of flailing arms, heaving thighs and wagging bossoms. But you are so right in your assessment that watching the action is so much more fun.
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Moogie on August 20, 2005 09:23 AM
Suit yourself... I'll jump on the chance to shake my booty any day!
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Princess Cat on August 20, 2005 11:43 AM
I prefer to slow dance with some one.
I also love doing the swing dance too!
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Maeve on August 20, 2005 02:30 PM
You mean to tell me...
"but just shaking my hips in wild abandon?.. it just ain't gonna happen..."
and all of this from the State of Graceland? Damn son, you ain't lookin' to make a bit of money are ya? Hell, there's GOT to be some Elvis in ol' Eric somewhere. Your names both start with E. I think you're just missin' a letter man. Change you name to Elric.
;) It'll come to you then for sure.
On the other hand, maybe you're just tryin' to get on ol' Ed Sullivan's show, without bein' cut off at the waist.
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RedNeck on August 20, 2005 02:35 PM
I don't like dancing. Two stepping is cool. Slow dancing is cool. Unfortunately, I have this tendancy to lead. Big surprise. So I just stay away.
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Bou on August 20, 2005 06:15 PM
i get it, i do ... i go back and forth, dancing through life then sitting back and sipping drinks ... this just happens to be a dancy period ... and if you know a whirly scottish dance or two, that's more than i do ...
you're not allowed to take a drink on this dance floor, they want to guard against spilling, so ... i guess you just have to finish it, go dance a few songs, then get another! ;)
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justrose on August 21, 2005 10:48 AM
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finding God...
... good afternoon, rubberneckers... I have a public service announcement... it seems that El Capitan has flipped right out... yep.. gone off his rocker in a fine, fine style... but hey, it's cool... I'd absolutely love to swap Eucharist recipes with him...
... oh, and the stripper factory and beer volcano in Heaven are very nice touches...
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the finer things....
... I'm not usually an impulsive guy... I'm fairly measured and extremely laid back most of the time... but after a few adult beverages, I have been known to, well, just come to a blogmeet and you'll see... however, my adventurous side surfaced unexpectedly yesterday on aisle 12 of the supermarket.. that wee flash resulted in the procurement of a small package of chocolate covered blueberries.. it was literally one of those "wow, holy shit... they make those?.. WELL, I've just gotsta try them" kind of moments...
.. sitting here now, I think I made a pretty damn good decision... I can now add blueberries to the list of chocolate-covered things I've eaten... a long and distinguished list... consisting mainly of cherries, strawberries, crickets, peanuts, raisins, ants, raspberries, apples, bananas, almonds, brazil nuts, and now blueberries.... although, in re-reading the list, I am quite sure I left something out but just can't put my finger on it...
... so anyway, I feel fairly well qualified now to make a proclamation... ready?... here it is.. everything is better when dipped in chocolate... animal, mineral, or vegetable, it really doesn't matter... a little bit of chocolate can tame the toughest of the inedible... even blueberries...
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I like chocolate covered ants a lot, but I've only been able to find them in a Chinatown, and we don't have any around here. I'll have to start Googling (with Yahoo, Google are libtard pukes).
I had grasshoppers, once. Didn't like em. Crunchy chocolate boogers.
The blueberries are awesome, though.
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Bane on August 19, 2005 06:07 PM
i will eat chocolate on or as anything (i even saw chocolate pasta at one place, but what sauce would you have it with? chocolate syrup?), but my favorite chocolate-covered items are gummy bears and pretzels. in fact i ate a rather large quantity of chocolate covered pretzels today, and i might have to eat some more since the bag isn't empty yet. you never know what you'll find in aisle 12!
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justrose on August 19, 2005 07:23 PM
"everything is better when dipped in chocolate"... oh.yes.it.is. ;-)
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Bou on August 19, 2005 08:18 PM
Well, Ms Bou, I just dropped something off at the pool which begs to differ with you.
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Bane on August 19, 2005 10:14 PM
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Bite me....
.... I was watching a bad B-movie late last night, and the idea hit me... if I could be a movie monster, I'd quite fancy being a werewolf.... not those whacked out ones like in Wolfen or American Werewolf in London... more like the old 1940s version... just a big fuzzy man-wolf who looks a bit cheesy and chases swooning hotties.. that's what would suit me...
.. incidentally, the first time I ever graced a drive-in with my presence, I saw Lon Chaney Jr. drool and growl in The Wolfman... maybe that has something to do with it...
.. sadly, though, werewolf flicks have gone seriously downhill since Lon's genius... and while trying to google a photo of Chaney for this post, I found some shocking information... proof-positive that my favorite movie genre has been circling the drain for some time... behold...
Werewolves on Wheels (1971)
"With surfing music blaring on the soundtrack, motorcycle gang members curse, attend impromptu orgies, drink barrels of beer, and rough up some monks. In retaliation, cyclists are cursed with lycanthropy (they're turned into werewolves). What follows is some very unintentional comedy and some very unnecessary nudity." Source: The Creature Feature's Movie Guide..
... sure, it sounds bad... but in a very creative way... and you just can't NOT watch that movie after a review like that..
... but, hey... it gets even better... check this one out...
Werewolf of Woodstock (1975)
"A few days after the Woodstock festival, a beer-drinking, hippie-hating farmer (Tige Andrews from TV's The Mod Squad) who lives next to the farm, is struck by lightning and turns into a beer-drinking, hippie-hating werewolf who preys on the slow-to-leave concert-goers. The Creature Feature's Movie Guide describes it as "undoubtedly one of the dumbest lycanthropy movies ever produced."
... you know, it makes one wonder two things... first, what the hell were those people smoking in the 70s?... and secondly, I thought it was supposed to be hard to break into the Hollywood scene... quite obviously, that assumption is wrong... Werewolf of Woodstock??... it just goes to prove that anyone can write a screenplay and get it made into a movie...
... but the truly horrible thing is this.. after reading those reviews, I MUST see both of those movies.. but I suspect they'll be hard to find... probably being hoarded by rabid werewolf memorabilia collectors... bastards...
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I still like the original "Night of the Living Dead." Shows you MY taste in movies...
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Acidman on August 19, 2005 10:31 AM
One of my personal faves was the 1973 "Werewolf of Washington" with Dean Stockwell as the President's Press Secretarty who goes all wolfie. It is a fun metaphor for the collapse of the Nixon administration. Ya gotta see it to believe it!
This web link has all the details you'll need:
http://www.jabootu.com/acolytes/bnotes/wwow.htm
As Michael Weldon says in the Pyschotronic Encyclopedia - "Michael Dunn (Wild Wild West) plays Dr. Kiss, who uses a secret door in a White House men's room to enter a hidden lab and make monsters".
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Joe P. on August 19, 2005 11:19 AM
Let's not forget "Teen Wolf," possibly a career low point for Michael J. Fox.
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Elisson on August 19, 2005 04:41 PM
Hey, I was there man, I remember the werewolf of woodstock,,,freaked me out!!
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Michele on August 19, 2005 04:57 PM
My tops would have to be 'The Howling'. That movie knocked me back in my seat in the theatre. And each sequel managed to top its previous for pure awfulness. I mean, Were-marsupials?
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Bane on August 19, 2005 06:03 PM
This makes me want to get my best of Warren Zevon album out...."I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect."
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trouble on August 24, 2005 02:52 PM
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England Swings...
... Roger Miller was a complete lunatic... total and unrepentant... but still, I am in awe of him... a man that could snort an entire concert paycheck in less time than it took the bemused country folk to drive back home... yeah, I'm talking serious blow.... a man who, with straight face, would sing "Don't Roller-skate in a Buffalo Herd" in front of music critics... a genius who wrote "Dang Me" in four minutes... and toiled six weeks to pen "King of the Road"...
.. yeah, I've been eased back here... chilling to some Miller... the finishing touches were placed on the patio this morning, and I'm kicking back.... time to nestle down onto those proverbial laurels for a bit... and for some reason, I was just craving the off-key voice of Roger Miller....
... see, here's what I've been thinking as the Aberlour works.... art doesn't have to be pretty... it doesn't have to be stiff or stodgy or locked in a museum... real art is like life... warts, wounds, smiles, and tragedy... the only thing art MUST do is entertain... even if it is on a level that you can barely recognize..... hey, I'm no high-brow, that's for sure... and tonight I'm raising a glass to Roger... clever, tragic, and complicated.... just like most people I know....
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If it's the Aberlour that's working on you, it better damn well be the a'bunadh, and not the 10 year old.
I use the 10 year old as my "every day" Scotch.
The a'bunadh is a special occasion drink, the only one made now that's even *close* to the best single malt ever made, the 12 year old 100 proof Springbank that was a blend of a young vintage with a *very old* batch that didn't quite have what it took to be good.
I have two bottles of that Scotch left, both reserved for very special occasions.
I may very well die with neither of those bottles consumed.
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Jack on August 18, 2005 06:05 PM
... nope... it's the 10 year old... hey, I'm unemployed... heh heh...
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Eric on August 18, 2005 06:11 PM
Wow. Scotch and art! Deep stuff goin' on at your place. :) Do we get to see pictures of the finished patio though?
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Richmond on August 18, 2005 06:12 PM
I love Roger Miller mixed with a little Tom T. Hall.
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drc on August 18, 2005 06:25 PM
Whack-a-do whack-a-do whack-a-do
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Cappy on August 18, 2005 07:46 PM
Roger Miller was one of the best "scat" singers who ever lived. He also was very good at "effin'" if you know what that is.
His songs are full of that stuff. Doop-doop-de-waddly-dop-doo!
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Acidman on August 18, 2005 08:05 PM
I always wondered what he meant by "the rosy red cheeks of the little children". Always loved Roger. Never trusted him.
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Velociman on August 18, 2005 09:56 PM
"Roses are red and violets are purple
Sugar is sweet and so's maple surple."
Beauty.
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Jim - PRS on August 18, 2005 10:12 PM
I'm working on the 4th generation now, making another fan club for Roger Miller. My little 4-yr old GGS simply LOVES "I Ain't Coming Home Tonight" and "You Got To Again."
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Indigo on August 19, 2005 11:31 AM
I've always marveled that the same guy who turned out single after single of stuff like "Buffalo Herd", could then turn around and come up with "HUsbands and Wives"
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Bithead on August 27, 2005 05:51 PM
I Linked this piece for Sun Sep 11
Thank You
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GrampaPinhead on September 11, 2005 01:34 AM
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Memories...
... like most good Southern people, I have some Skynyrd in my car... and after reading this, I feel the need to share....
.. Blackfive does a great service with his blog... and he has done great service himself.... he spreads the word and helps the troops... and it is good... he points us to noble causes... he shines light on bloggers who are working out on the bleeding edge of this war we're in... but when he writes something like the post linked above, the humanity beams through...
... visit his site and donate if you can... there are links on his sidebar....
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yeah, great post..you turned me into a blackfive fan a long time ago..i do appreciate it..
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shoe on August 17, 2005 05:57 PM
I'll never be able to hear that song without getting a bit misty ever again.
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chris on August 17, 2005 07:14 PM
Thanks, Eric. You remind me of Cooter in more than a few ways.
Which, now that I think about it, is probably why I sided with (the lovely) Mrs. SWG at 3am at your table the night we killed the Glenfarclas, the Talisker and the moonshine, and got annihilated by Biker Steve on the pool table.
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Blackfive on August 17, 2005 10:07 PM
I agree, I love that song. I can feel Matt's loss. And I'm glad you pointed me his direction. I think I found you from readin' B5.
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RedNeck on August 17, 2005 10:09 PM
Good song, good choice, my fav,,,
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Michele on August 18, 2005 08:58 AM
Yeah, Blackfive and Skynyrd...sigh.
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WitNit on August 18, 2005 11:54 AM
Oh how I love that song....
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blondage on August 18, 2005 05:20 PM
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Awesome Hotdogs...
... the Wife and I drove down to Cleveland yesterday just for the hell of it... actually, that's not true.. we were on a mission to buy Cadbury's chocolates, but I like to think we just went for the hell of it...
... there is a deli in the downtown area... Mom and Pop type thing.. innocuously called The Gardener's Market... which is kinda funny in itself in that none of the stuff they sell is grown, produced, or remotely connected with a east Tennessee garden... it's all imported.... the proprietors aren't locals either... from Canada, I think... anyway, their wee shoppe is packed to the gunnels with British food... chocolate, rice, sauces, and teas... just like the stuff you'd find on the shelf of a Safeway or Sainsbury's.... I highly recommend it if you ever find yourself in Cleveland for lunch....
.... we make the journey down there every few months for the essentials.. for me, that is big jar of Branston Pickle... and if you don't know what Branston Pickle is, you simply have not lived... go forth and acquire some immediately.. that stuff completes the perfect cheese sandwich like nothing else on earth... but for the Wife, the trip is to fondle, squeeze, and purchase nearly everything else in the shop...
... indeed, the owner sure loves to see us come in the front door...
... damn... where was I going with this?... what's this all about?... crap.. I forgot where I was headed with the story about driving to Cleveland.. maybe I'll remember the rest of the story later... damn, I hate it when that happens... anyway, it's Wednesday and I'm off to shoot pool with the usual societal rejects... if anyone needs me, I'll be in the garage...
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I just *hate* when that happens. When I walk into a room and have to stop and say "oh crap, now why am I here again?"
Anyway, I'll look forward to hearing the rest of the story later. :-) Happy pool shooting!
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Richmond on August 17, 2005 06:07 PM
eric - i just scored a jar of branston when i went to atlantic city -- in some little country emporium dedicated to all things across the pond -- it was better than winning on the slots -- it's a rare thing indeed -- and one of my FAVORITE things -- it is cheddar's handmaiden and helpmate, and there is nothing like a good cheese ploughman's --
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justrose on August 17, 2005 08:03 PM
Better than Clausens?
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Acidman on August 18, 2005 08:11 PM
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Woe..
... sweet Lord... two things recently have struck chords with me.... first, Fox news has Mr. T on this morning.... I thought that bastard was dead... and I've never fully forgiven him for pushing Burgess Meredith down those stairs... I'm glad Rocky kicked his ass for that... you should always be kind to old people, you know..... but how the times have changed... no more mohawk... stars'n'stripes do-rag instead.. the man's lost his shtick.. shameful stuff.... and on top of all this morning's mischief, I notice that the Thunderman was poking fun at me the other day.... what is this crazy world coming to?... it seems he doesn't feel my pain....
.. you know that pain, right... that embarrassment of being woefully unemployed?... poor and shiftless?... feeling the oppressive guilt and jealousy of all you working people?.. sitting and reading poetry and sipping Scotch all day long?... Jesus, ever been bereft, people?... hey, if it'll make you rubberneckers feel better, I'll put up a tip jar... then y'all will have no excuse....
... yeah, whatever.... listen... my life is not meant for everyone.. I am made of strong - yet remarkably flexible - stuff... it takes a special breed to handle being me.... and that is a fact... trust me, y'all can't handle the full truth of my existence... were I to disclose it completely, you people would go blind, or deaf.. or something... hell, Thunderman couldn't even hang ONE DAY in New Orleans recently... you want to talk shameful?... that's pretty bad....
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At least I showed up. Bee-yotch.
You gotta make the next one, dude. I'll bring some NoDoz and stay up with the grownups, too.
And just for the record, I knew that email wasn't *really* from you...there weren't enough ellipses...
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zonker on August 17, 2005 08:49 AM
It ain't easy being ME, either. No job... lots of money... man this is a burden. Some days, I don't know how I manage to carry it.
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Acidman on August 17, 2005 10:03 AM
I was right there with you until you said lots of money... not so much... but yeah, feel bad for us unemployed folk!
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Princess Cat on August 17, 2005 11:01 AM
Yeah no job... lots of... bills...
Dammit, I think I'm not doing this right....
Oh yeah, and Mr. T is on the religious channels all the time. It's kind of creepy. I keep expecting some minister to slip him a micky so they can get him on a plane....
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Graumagus on August 17, 2005 01:07 PM
At least that Velicodude is still working, I don't even want to think of the writing that would come from a retired V man.
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James Old Guy on August 17, 2005 02:57 PM
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Talk slow, I'm from Tennessee...
... vacation plans are being set in motion.... some time during the month of September, the Wife and I shall invade Manhattan... just imagine Rob Roy and one of the Clampetts and you'll be on the right track... and I've been told by Twisty that I can't bring my pistol OR pocket knife, and that is truly a shame... but I still plan on laying down my own unarmed style of Hillbilly shock and awe... so it should be fun...
... the blueprints are still pretty sketchy at the moment, but the whole endeavor literally bursts with promise... and at the very least, it should prove an interesting diversion from the normal patio-blogging I've been doing... oh, and I've been to New York.. but I never left Long Island... and to hear Jimbo tell it, Long Island is the sticks compared to what we're headed for... and I'm in for a sensory overload when I hit "The City"...
.. ahh... it's all good... I'm not too worried about the crime or the hustle.. Hell, it can't be that much worse than London, Dhaka, or Paris.... I just hope that the Waldorf Astoria doesn't miss all the towels I'm about to steal...
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hey thar, eric,
i jes writ ye a lil note in yer email inbox. ye fixin to have a grate time up in here. hope to meet yall when ye do!
take keer
buddy don
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buddy don on August 16, 2005 08:17 PM
NYC may never be the same.
All I keep thinking is, "Blog Fodder! Yeee Haa!"
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Bou on August 16, 2005 11:03 PM
Seeing as how you can't bring your shootin' iron or your blade, be sure to always carry a little "mugger money." They hate it when people say they have no money, and they have guns and knives.
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Jim - PRS on August 16, 2005 11:38 PM
You've never been to Manhattan? Wow. You'll have a good time. It's loads of fun.
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zonker on August 17, 2005 07:43 AM
My pistol's not welcome, I don't go. Period.
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Bane on August 17, 2005 11:16 AM
NY? Oh man, the food.......all that glorious, delicious fooooooooddddddd!!!!!!
We went in 93, had the time of my life. The food was awesome.
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Maeve on August 17, 2005 07:00 PM
NYC.... I have only one thing to say... TAXI!!!! Better than any roller coaster ride at 6 Flags. I have to look up the name of that Indian Vegitarian Restaurant I went to last time I was there. I was a bit leery - but it was fabulous. You do have to make reservations though.
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Teresa on August 18, 2005 03:10 PM
I can't believe what I'm reading here! You people have been watching to many crime dramas filmed in NYC. Let me give you a clue, TV is not reality!!!!
I've lived on my own in NYC since I was 16 and have never been mugged, held up or assaulted... and I do have a mouth on me that doesn't take crap from anyone.
To prepare for your visit just start getting off your butt and start walking, this is a small but extremely compact city. You can walk from end to end in one day. Prepare to have a great time and enjoy the sights. It's because of comments from Bou and others that I decided to start a companion site about New York City: http://nycpostcards.blogspot.com
You won't believe the comments I hear from visitors when I help them get oriented and ask them how they're enjoying there stay: "Gosh, people in NYC are so nice and friendly....",
Two things to note: 1) people here don't make eye contact because half the time they're in their head thinking about how to cram one more thing in their day. 2) People only say good morning to the people they work with or the people that live on the floor.
With 14 million people living, visiting, working in this vertical city every day, some things have to be dispensed with for the sake of sanity and logic.
You being ex-military you'll be fine in this city of mine. Your wits, charm and patience is all you need to bring with you. The rest you already have from your worlwide experience, street savy and hustle!
I'm really glad you're coming!
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michele on August 18, 2005 10:19 PM
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Poetry Day II...
... more recordings are at the bottom of the post below.... others, though not requested, will be placed in this post at various times during the evening as I see fit... of course, once the Bushmills kicks in, things might get difficult...
... one of my all-time favorites... The Pullman Porter... "a humble bard of boys and barmen"... that is why I love Robert Service...
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"Disdained, alas..."
Good one!
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zonker on August 16, 2005 07:46 AM
Ridgerunners don't read poetry....;>)
Good stuff, chief.
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bitterman on August 16, 2005 08:08 AM
Great stuff. Now about my request for "Boil" and maybe some Houseman??? *G*
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Laughing Wolf on August 16, 2005 03:34 PM
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Poetry Day...
...Requested poems are at the bottom.. it'll be updated all day...
... this time one year ago, I was reading Robert Service to y'all.... it seems like forever since I've sung his praises... times change, I suppose... and I'm not sure that's a good thing... back when I started this blog, Service was a staple.. and I still read his poems once or twice a week.... but back in the day, you'd find something posted about him here nearly every week.... since then, I have ventured down other roads... and come to love the works of other poets... Tom Waits... Frost... and the incredible Ogden Nash.. they continually humble me...
... so today shall be a day of Robert Service... one of my heroes... and one of the inspirations for starting this damn blog to begin with...
... I will be recording myself reading and/or reciting Service works all day as I feel so inclined... so this is your chance.. if you have a favorite, let me know and I'll give it a shot and post it later..
... if no one wants to play, that's cool too.. it's not going to keep me from playing with poems all day long... you've been warned...
UPDATE... as requested... My Madonna... and one of Robert Service's fine WWI poems.. Victory Stuff....
UPDATE 2... by email request... Maternity... no, it's not really what you think..
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I keep forgetting to pick up a book of his stuff. I think I'm going to search Amazon today!
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zonker on August 15, 2005 10:34 AM
Excellent.
"My Madonna" is still a favorite.
; )
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Christina on August 15, 2005 10:56 AM
I like "Victory Stuff" a lot.
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Joan on August 15, 2005 11:09 AM
Ahhh... well... since you ask. We were at dinner two nights ago when my eldest says to me, "Mom, what's a boil?" and what do you think popped into my head? Robert Service.
So, since it's been on my mind, 'Bessie's Boil'. ;-)
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Bou on August 15, 2005 12:12 PM
.. I hadn't read "Victory Stuff" in many moons.. good choice, Joan...
.. "My Madonna" is, of course, a favorite...
.. and trust you, Bou, to.. well, choose the Boil..
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Eric on August 15, 2005 01:12 PM
poetry! rock on! and has it been that long? i remember that post, when you read! i think it was one of the first of yours i ever read. tempus fugit.
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justrose on August 15, 2005 02:08 PM
Butt your readers will enjoy it so... Wait. Did I say Butt? ;-)
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Bou on August 15, 2005 05:34 PM
Thanks, Eric. I think you did a wonderful job on it. You read it kinda like Jimmy reads war poems...in that somber, knowing way that grabs hold of you and shakes you from the inside out.
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Joan on August 15, 2005 06:05 PM
Me? I just like the sound of your voice.
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drc on August 16, 2005 10:23 PM
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Belly-up...
.. I recently found this blog... or it recently found me, I forget which... but after visiting, I knew I'd found a drunkard kindred spirit...
... I prefer Bombay Sapphire to Tanqueray, but still... if he's buying, I'm sipping....
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Sapphire too perfumey for me on the backside, but if that's what you're drinking, it's all good.
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j.tonic on August 15, 2005 08:29 AM
.. we're all about perfumey backsides here, Jim...
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Eric on August 15, 2005 08:35 AM
The last time I drank Gin, I robbed a liquor store.
That shit is Bad Bad Juju.
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Yabu on August 15, 2005 11:14 AM
All gin taste like pine tops
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Catfish on August 15, 2005 04:32 PM
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Fruit...
... the muscadine vine that I discovered in the Spring is finally putting out... she's bearing fruit for her very first time... I couldn't be happier... not too many, though... just enough to casually walk by and graze upon when touring your kingdom in the afternoon....
... one of my dear Uncles, wise in the ways of the forest, once told me that the wild vines would not produce fruit so long as they are on the ground... bowing to his greater knowledge of the ancient secrets, I purchased a trellis... that wiry sprout has climbed it all Summer and now I have muscadines... of course, I can not vouch for the truth in his tale... after all, it was not until we cleared half an acre of rainforest that I laid eyes upon the wee sapling... so the premise remains unscientific.. still, I do have fruit now... so there you go...
... next year, of course, she'll be rocking and rolling... sporting enough succulent fruit that I'll be able to make some homemade jailhouse busthead and get royally hammered on the patio... well, at least according to the almanac and Uncle Jim...
... after all, it is just for such pleasures that we toil... and I hear that Velociman has limes...
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Key limes, dude. The size of Kong's balls. Won't be ready until November. But you can have your fill. May be able to harvest a few for your gig.
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Velociman on August 14, 2005 05:54 PM
.. that'd be perfect..
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Eric on August 14, 2005 07:10 PM
I cannot wait until he's got pineapples.
He loves him a pineapple.
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sadie on August 14, 2005 08:05 PM
My Uncle JW makes a fine muscadine wine. His vine is at least as old as I am and has always produced more than they could ferment, jelly, preserve, etc.
Check it: http://www.muscadine.com/muscadin.htm
http://www.newu.net/old_south_winery.html
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bitterman on August 14, 2005 09:15 PM
Priorities, priorities... libations before plain fruit anyday!
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Princess Cat on August 14, 2005 10:18 PM
You're gonna need more than a trellis to support that grape-vine. Stick four fence-posts in the ground, run a piece of cyclone fence across the top and "train" the vine to climb that.
That bastard will take over in a couple of years and grow so thick that you can't see the posts or the wire anymore.
Trust me on this, Eric. I know a few things about farming.
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Acidman on August 15, 2005 12:46 AM
.. the trellis is against a dogwood tree... and two cedar posts rest against it creating a pyramid of sorts... I'm ready for the growth spurt..
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Eric on August 15, 2005 08:21 AM
wonderful news! i believe i remember the trellis story ...the trellis is a recent development, yes?
Hell raised by
justrose on August 15, 2005 08:28 AM
So... is there any difference between muscadines & grapes?
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Harvey on August 16, 2005 12:49 AM
« Shut the hell up!
Equality...
... today's Quote comes from the ever under-spoken Graumagus...
"If a woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle, then a man needs a Steinem-ized brainwashed feminist bint like my ass needs a hemorrhoid cream made from ground glass and chili paste."
... now, I ask you... how can you argue with that?..
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The man definitely has a way with words. Heheh..
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That 1 Guy on August 14, 2005 10:17 AM
.. yep... he certainly do...
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Eric on August 14, 2005 10:26 AM
Well, if you're a masochist, you might like a hemorrhoid cream made from round glass and chili paste.
Hell raised by
New York Moments on August 14, 2005 10:45 AM
you can't!
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justrose on August 14, 2005 01:46 PM
You know... people have got to wonder how in the hell Grau and Harvey Blog spawned me. I look at my plain Jane blog about 3 boys... and then I read Harvey's Bad Example stuff or Grau, like the quote you have posted, and I think people must wonder what REALLY goes on in my head that they spawned me.
Grau cracks me up. His Retrosexual Code is classic. First blog I ever read...
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Bou on August 14, 2005 05:04 PM
« Shut the hell up!
ADT & TV shows...
... ADT secures my house... well, at least they claim to... like most people, I like to think that the security of my home is my responsibility... but still, it is nice to have backup... when they installed the alarm system two years ago, each exit door was decorated with a sensor that would beep three times when the door was opened... at first it was irritating... but now, it's grown on us... kinda nice to know a door is opening or closing from anywhere in the house...
... well, last night, I crashed hard early and was dreaming in sweet sleep by 11pm.... around three, I was awakened by the distinct sound of three far-off beeps... someone had opened an external door in my home... I immediately slipped out of bed wearing only my warface and eased around the corner with my .45 at low port.... nothing... totally quiet.. I checked each room in the darkness and stopped to listen as I examined every door... all secure... very, very strange....
... I slinked back to the living room and lit up a smoke... sitting in the darkness, I had relaxed back onto the sofa and was enjoying the pre-dawn buzz of a nicotine high when I heard the three beeps again... now, from where I sat, all three external doors were within sight... I'd checked them all and knew they were locked... and now I could SEE each of them... and none of them were open...
... at this point, the Wife's head slowly appeared around the corner of the bedroom... 9mm in hand.... "I heard you get up," says she... "why did you go outside?"...
... "I didn't... but I guess you heard the noise too..."
... by now, we are kinda freaked out... two well-armed adults sitting on the couch wondering what was going on... and then, it happened again... three low beeps...
... that's when we saw it... a light was shining out from the face of my cell phone... someone had left a damn voicemail, and it was dutifully beeping every so often to notify me... upon checking the offending mail, I found that some chick I don't even know had left a message to the tune of "uhmmmm... someone from this number called me... I see from my caller ID that your name is Eric... do I know you?... anyway, give me a call back..."...
.. this crazy person called and left a message on my phone at 12:23AM... now, honestly... riddle me this... what kind of idiot calls a complete stranger after midnight and leaves a message like that?.. but really, even though that young woman obviously has her priorities wrong, I really can't blame her... my "defend myself from being brutally beaten to death by a golf-club-wielding crack addict" has been kicked into overdrive lately...
... I think I need to stop watching "Dead Reckoning" episodes back-to-back... somewhere, deep within my subconscious, that show fingers my psyche to self-defense fever pitch...
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You should be glad it was not 4:00 in the morning. I get calls all hours of the night for bloggers numbers. Everyone must have my number, cause I give numbers out, all the time. The good part about me, I don't sleep, Cat
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Catfish on August 13, 2005 08:48 AM
Hey Catfish, it was only about 7:30 or so when I called you the other night bro'. ;)
Eric, man, I just knew the post was gonna end with one of yall shootin' the damned phone...
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RedNeck on August 13, 2005 09:05 AM
Well... I just thought it was kind of cool that your lovely wife appeared around the corner, 9mm in hand.
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Bou on August 13, 2005 09:55 AM
So what did you call the dumb chick for in the first place??? hmmm?? bet wifey asked ya that more than once, huh? *L*
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Michele on August 13, 2005 10:54 AM
Neck, I was not talking about you
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Catfish on August 13, 2005 12:57 PM
That was a cool story all the way around.
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Kelly on August 13, 2005 01:55 PM
Heh. Well, I'm glad it wasn't me who called;-)
Don't watch "The Ring" if this sort of crap scares you, BTW.
Hell raised by
sadie on August 13, 2005 07:37 PM
My house is insured by Smith and Wesson.
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gordon the magnificent on August 13, 2005 07:39 PM
That story reminds me of a few episodes I had on the mini-farm. My alarm system was a large, barking dog.
If I went outside at night with my shotgun and I fired it, I'd soon see Jennifer's face at the back door. She had her .38 in her hand, loaded, cocked and ready.
"What is it, Rob?" she'd ask. Even when I shot a racoon, I told her. "Nothing. Let's go back to bed." I buried the coon the next day.
Jennifer with a gun in her hand never frightened me. She was part of my home-security team at the time. She knew how to shoot, too.
Now... Jennifer with a LAWYER is an entirely different story.
Hell raised by
Acidman on August 13, 2005 11:01 PM
Remind me not to make any beeping noises when I come over...
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Harvey on August 14, 2005 12:29 PM
I'm calling your ass early tomorrow morning...it will be a test!!!
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Yabu on August 14, 2005 01:38 PM
i have been freaky about things that go bump in the night lately too ... i make s get up and then worry until he comes back ... everything seems more creepy in the middle of the night!
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justrose on August 14, 2005 01:49 PM
Ever think about just turning the damn cell phone off?
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james old guy on August 15, 2005 07:19 AM
fucking dumb-ass... hahahaha!
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Madfish Willie on August 15, 2005 10:49 PM
« Shut the hell up!
Wounds...
.... this afternoon, I found myself attending the first function that my Surname-side of the family had held in quite a while... the eldest of my Father's family was having her 65th birthday party and all and sundry were invited... it was a very pleasant affair... kids of all ages jumping into the swimming pool... adults of various vintages milling around catching up on each other's lives...
... and it was in this blissful familial scene that I was asked to open a box of soda pop... a harmless act normally... but in this case, it triggered a set of events that I'll likely never live down...
.... see, I carry a knife.... no big deal really... most adult males of the Tennessee species carry one... the things are useful, after all... one never knows when he'll need to sever a seatbelt, open a surly box, or split the occasional watermelon.. and God forbid he ever have to defend himself.... so when asked, I simply whipped mine out....
... this prefaced gasps and "oohs" from the ladyfolk present... one even remarked thus... "damn, boy!... no one needs a knife THAT big!"... and with that, the audience to my box-killin' took notice.... all stopped..... all gazed at the blade I had miraculously produced from my seemingly unarmed trousers....
... well, someone asked to see it.... so I duly handed it over.... and before I could retrieve it, Cousin B began the tale of the wounding episode that took place in my kitchen once... of course, during a Wednesday Social Club Gathering...... horrified aunts.... belly-laughing uncles... various and assorted cousins scrambling for safety as I was forced to showed my scar...
... twas quite horrible, I assure you... those tales are normally only told to a select few.. the ones who will appreciate it... you know, the people who come around on any given Wednesday.... tonight, however, I was outed....
... the worst thing though, was when Cousin B began describing how he superglued it all back together.... that was too much for the squeamish among the bunch.... hey, at the time it was THE thing to do... superglue has antiseptic properties.... but today on the veranda?... well, it wasn't exactly the way you want to have your 65 year old Auntie celebrating her birthday....
.. for everything, it seems, there is a time and a place..
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"I simply whipped mine out" I wished I could whip mine out, but it's at home and I'm in the airport in Vegas. I've felt naked the past three days without my pocket knife.
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phin on August 13, 2005 12:01 AM
A pocketknife is one of the best tools any man can carry with him (other than his dick). I've used mine for everything from a box-cutter to a screwdriver.
Of course, I've never cut my arm open with mine.
I don't leave home without it.
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Acidman on August 13, 2005 07:19 AM
You whipped out your machete to open a carton of sodas? Any excuse to flash your blade at a party. Metal detector for the next blog meet.
Rick
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recondo32 on August 13, 2005 09:20 AM
I love my pocket knife. It's good for self surgery. And that superglue... it really did a nice job on that wound. Nice thin scar! ;-)
I bet all the Moms went home preaching to their kids about playing with knives. You are the Poster boy they KNOW for what not to do. Heh.
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Bou on August 13, 2005 09:59 AM
I thought the scar was AWESOME
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Princess Cat on August 13, 2005 12:41 PM
"my seemingly unarmed trousers.... " seemingly??
Sounds more like Herbey!!1
Hell raised by
Madfish Willie on August 15, 2005 10:52 PM
what are you on about????
can I have some?
Hell raised by
John on September 5, 2005 06:17 PM
« Shut the hell up!
Hope springs...
.. today's Quote is dedicated to all of you people who are older than me....
"Helen has one rule. No touching above the waist.
Hey, at 85, she's been around the block a few times. She knows what young whippersnappers like 65-year-old Bob will try to get away with if you don't keep 'em in line."
.. and from the same article....
"Which is a lot better than innocently doing your rounds and walking by a room to see an old guy going down on a female resident, as was the case with one young nursing home attendant who was among the public health nurses and sex educators attending the Guelph seminar.
"I didn't know what to do," she explained. "I didn't think I should disturb them but I was worrying about things like, 'If the woman is incontinent, could he get an infection? So should I go clean things up down there? And if I do that, does that make me a dating service rather than a nurse?' It was pretty comical, yet distressing."
... time, people... it's coming for us all.... keep the faith, brothers and sisters.... and don't let a little dementia slow you down...
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OK... what is really running through my mind is, how did you find this? Did you wake up and decide, "I need something really really odd to blog on... Oh. I know! I'll google sex, dementia, nursing home and see what I get!" ;-)
I just never know what I'm going to find over here. Cracks me up.
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Bou on August 12, 2005 12:58 PM
The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: Get their
> > parents
> > > > >
> > > > > >to tell them a story with a moral behind it.
> > > > > >The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell
their
> > > > > >stories.
> > > > > > "Johnny, do you have a story to share?"
> > > > > > "Yes, ma'am, my daddy told a story about my Aunt Karen.
> > > > > > She was a pilot in Desert Storm and her plane got hit. She had
to
> > > > >bail
> > > > > >out
> > > > > > over enemy territory and all she had was a small flask of
whiskey,
> a
> > > > > >pistol
> > > > > > and a survival knife. She drank the whiskey on the way down so
it
> > > > > >wouldn't
> > > > > > break and then her parachute landed right in the middle of
twenty
> > > > >enemy
> > > > > >troops.
> > > > > > She shot fifteen of them with the gun until she ran out of
> bullets,
> > > > > >killed
> > > > > > four more with the knife 'till the blade broke, and then she
> killed
> > > > >the
> > > > > >last
> > > > > > Iraqi with her bare hands.
> > > > > > "Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral
> did
> > > > >you
> > > > > > learn from that?
> > > > > > "Stay the fuck away from Aunt Karen when she's been drinking."
Hell raised by
Mark on August 12, 2005 02:04 PM
Old people need loving too.
Hell raised by
livey on August 12, 2005 04:43 PM
Old people scare me.
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New York Moments on August 12, 2005 06:37 PM
my mom's a nurse in a convalescent home. i've heard many a tale about the old folks getting it on. she's walked in on a few wrinkly rolls in her day. then she comes home and tells me about them. 10 years later and i still have trouble visiting my great- grandmother in the home for fear of what i might find. she's still pretty hot for a 98 year old! just a little senile.
Hell raised by
jenE on August 13, 2005 07:05 PM
« Shut the hell up!
Work....
... the workmen who were scheduled to help me today called off.... they'll be here tomorrow instead.. no big deal, really... in the great scheme of things, it's a pretty insignificant endeavor... besides, we should find ourselves putting the finishing touches on our masterwork shortly... so no harm, no foul...
... the result?.. well, I worked alone today from 8:30 to 2:30... I don't think I spoke a word out loud during those hours... just working, drinking water, smoking cigarettes, and resting... as it turned out, having my crew bail on me was a strange pleasure...
... I'd stop occasionally to water the plants, of course... and then, after a short rest, I'd dive back in.... a few times I even took a smoke-break in the shade and listened to the insects for five or ten minutes... unexpectedly loud for the hot time of day... cicadas, most likely, although I never saw one...
... sand and gravel were slowly moved - one shovel-full at a time - to their precise location and the beginnings of the path started to appear... first shrouding the stone and then grasping and hugging it as I soaked it down with the watering hose.... sand and gravel making a makeshift mortar...
... I was soaked by the end of it all.. my BDU working pants were wet, and my combat boots were squelching as I walked along the path from being filled with sweat... the baseball cap that I wore actually became a relief after an hour of wear... soaked to bursting, it offered a slightly cooling effect as the hot breeze dwindled past....
... funny, really.... I thought of my Father at times today, and how hard he would work himself... I never understood why he'd push himself so hard when it was just a simple lawn.. or fence row... or barn that he was working on... part of my mind would tell me as I helped him... "there is always tomorrow.. why can't we call it a day?".... don't get me wrong... laziness didn't factor into it... it was just that I'd rather be doing something else... listening to music or reading a book or playing baseball... instead of sweating and getting calluses on a hard-scrabble bit of land....
... but today, as I have done many times, I worked in my lawn alone... but it was different this time.... for a split second as I stood there sweating, I could almost understand the pride that my Father must have felt all those times.... lost, as it were, in the toil... goal in mind... focused... the finish line in sight.... bones and muscles aching but determined to see the course....
... it didn't last long, that feeling... and as I ground out the cigarette butt and picked up the shovel again, the idea passed from me.... there is a difference, and I see it now... between my Father and I... see, if he were here today, he would still be out there working... finishing the job.... me?... well, I am here... settling back with a Scotch and preparing to watch a DVD as the Sun starts to set...
... I miss him... and love him... but I don't think I'll ever really understand him....
Read the Bullshit »
My Dad is like yours was. Same exact way. And his father before him... and his father before him. Thank God I was born a girl. ;-) Otherwise, I'd never have escaped that pull!
Hell raised by
Bou on August 11, 2005 08:59 PM
And such is the description of what it feels like to do a good days work...........
Great post. Enjoy the scotch...... :-)
Hell raised by
Richmond on August 11, 2005 09:56 PM
Right on, man. As long as you are glad you had him. I gave up trying to understand my old man years ago, but I tell you what....it will be a difficult pill to swallow when the day comes that he is no longer around.
Hell raised by
bitterman on August 11, 2005 11:33 PM
If we could understand those we love, how would we pass the hours thinking of them?
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Princess Cat on August 11, 2005 11:39 PM
I think it is a difference in the generations....they had the depression, and the war on top of that (tho dad missed it by a couple of years) guess they had it instilled at an early age no job was worth doing if it wasn't done well. And yah, dad was one for keeping his stuff in ship shape, and would not stop til whatever project he was working on was completed....or some outside force caused him to pause (an unexpected part/item was needed from the hardware store...which was already closed for example)...other then that..the job got done.
Hell raised by
Guy S on August 12, 2005 12:20 AM
Keep digging bruther!!!
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Yabu on August 12, 2005 12:26 AM
You know, I see that kind of way of working come a lot from people who were on farms. My dad was like that, too. He was UNHAPPY if he didn't have some back breaking work to do every day.
I think it appears that way around here, too. I know my husband works all day and then comes home and does yard work or whatever his particular project is.
We're both do it done and right kind of people. Some of that comes from having to work around people who don't take care of their stuff, who don't have any kind of work ethic, who have NO IDEA how to do it right..at least at home, things can be done...our way.
Alot of the constancy of the pace comes from there's a certain amount of work to be done every day. If it doesn't get done, then your list is going to be twice as long tomorrow.
Hell raised by
Kelly on August 12, 2005 08:19 AM
Good read SWG. We all come to that realization that we are our parents to some degree.
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Ronj on August 12, 2005 10:23 AM
AWESOME Cus. Reminds me of a time when we built fence. By the way it was looking good last week I am sure it looks even better this week. A little hard works really goes a looooooong way don't it? Enjoyed the it.
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Big Daddy C on August 12, 2005 11:53 AM
Great day for you... I do that every fucking day of my life (building custom swimming pools)... FYI: sand and gravel make sand and gravel... not makeshift mortar... you need lime, water, and aggreagate (sand & gravel) to make a cementitious mortar.
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Madfish Willie on August 12, 2005 07:20 PM
Just fuckin' with you a bit...
My used to admire my granfather for working in his yard and fixing stuff - he was an airplane mechanic through 3 different wars and he could fix ANYTHING mechanical - he was a great man!
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Madfish Willie on August 12, 2005 07:22 PM
« Shut the hell up!
Body Art...
... I was talking with Biker Steve last night about all of his tattoos... pretty interesting stuff... each of them has a distinct meaning....
... I think I've decided to get one myself... trouble is, I can't decide on where to get it... arm, leg... chest.... I do have two designs picked out though... either Squidward in a flak jacket holding a M249... or a rabid USMC bulldog mauling Spongebob...
... I'm thinking shoulder...
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Issues...
Hell raised by
zonker on August 11, 2005 03:54 PM
Somewhere where it won't show up at work, or, at a minimum, at a job interview (depending on the kind of gig you are seeking).
I'd opt for getting it on someone els's arm.
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Jim -PRS on August 11, 2005 04:25 PM
Stick with the classic Bulldog, no Spongebob, if you have to get one. Just remember, almost everyone has one these days. Those of us with perfect skin will soon be the most revered.
As an alternative, I heard a great thought about tattoos: Think about where and who you were 10 years go. If you drew a picture on yourself 10 years ago with what was so important to you then, would you be happy with it today? A bulldog eating Alf?
Hell raised by
Scott on August 11, 2005 05:50 PM
Those flags over at my site... they are supposed to be a tattoo I've never gotten
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Princess Cat on August 11, 2005 06:51 PM
Spongebob, Squidward... love the thoughts. Heheh...
Were I ever to get a tattoo, I'd go upper arm/shoulder. Like Jim said, keep it out of sight during an interview. Of course, that's only if I were to get a tat. (Another)
As for the classic bulldog, while I like it, every other Marine has something like it. Go with something no one else has.
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That 1 Guy on August 11, 2005 07:28 PM
Don't do it, Eric. Take the advice of someone much older than you are. I started to do it more than once in my life and I'm glad now that I never followed through.
But if you INSIST on getting one, have it done on your ass. It's less painful and then only speacial people can see it.
Trust me on this.
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Acidman on August 11, 2005 07:44 PM
I have several tattoos and I'd love to get at least one more. Just remember to BREATHE when you get it. I can't tell you how many times I've seen a guy pass out because he could not take the pain of a little needle and breathe properly.
Hell raised by
Maeve on August 12, 2005 12:00 AM
men should start with tatoos on arm or chest....
they really don't hurt that bad
make sure it is something you can live with
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ArmyWifeToddlerMom on August 17, 2005 01:09 AM
« Shut the hell up!
Last night....
... last night's festivities went well... my newly acquired "liquor tree" got plenty of exercise... it's like a four-bottle lazy Susan for dispensing perfectly measured shots... nice... a stainless steel work of art, it is.. and it spins... heh....

... Biker Steve kicked tail, though... and I ended up losing overall... 7 to 5 in eight-ball... moonshine was involved as best I can remember...
... anyway, today is the day to finish work on the patio.. hopefully, that is.... so I am off to the back 40 to sweat out the poison...
... hey, that which doesn't kill us only makes us stronger, and all that...
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Ah... sweet memories... Anyways, good luck with the patio! Be sure to publish some pictures of it!
Hell raised by
Ann on August 11, 2005 09:48 AM
Sunscreen and a hat are your friends!!!
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Bou on August 11, 2005 02:52 PM
I offer my help on the patio if it isn't done by this weekend.
I might not be smart but I can move heavy things.
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Scott on August 11, 2005 05:54 PM
Looks like a Meucci Original. I still have one I bought 17 years ago - sweet stick. I might have to make a road trip over there and see if I can give you a run for your money - especially if there's moonshine involved.
Hell raised by
Dash on August 11, 2005 09:59 PM
« Shut the hell up!
Cheated...
... as I was reading the news headlines today, one in particular caught my eye... it was an article on the inner workings of Marilyn Monroe's mind... how could one pass up such a gem to read over the morning coffee?... indeed, I certainly couldn't...
.. the article drops a few bombshells, too... it goes on to say that Monroe attributed her ability to achieve orgasm to the teachings of her psychiatrist, Dr Ralph Greenson.... well, at that point in the article, I was began to perk up just a wee bit.. my mind began to wander... dizzying tangents of possibilities spun and streaked... the overall conclusion?... I bet old Ralphie loved going to work in the mornings....
... add to that a quote from Miss Monroe...
"Speaking of Oscars," she says, "I would win overwhelmingly if the Academy gave an Oscar for faking orgasms. I have done some of my best acting convincing my partners I was in the throes of ecstasy."
... whoa... now, I'll be the first to concede that Marilyn's inability to find a man who could satisfy her is deeply sad... however, I also feel that we, her fans, have been horribly cheated...
... for instance... most men (and some women) get all kinds of hot'n'bothered when they watch Meg Ryan moan and coo through her fake O in "When Harry met Sally"... Hell, I'll admit that it is a sterling piece of acting... and it is not without it's turn-on ability either...
... but gentle readers, just imagine...

... just imagine how much better that scene would have been if she'd pulled a Meg on us.. dazzling us with her Oscar-worthy orgasm-faking ability... and notice the glasses, too... very nice touch, if you ask me...
... I shudder to think, people.. I really, really do... but one thing is for sure, though... "How to Marry a Millionaire" would have been the biggest hit of 1953.... Hell, people would STILL be buying copies of it today...
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Boy, is Tom Cruise going to be pissed when he hears that!
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WitNit on August 10, 2005 11:57 AM
I'm anti-faking... after all, no sense in rewarding a poor performance...
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Princess Cat on August 10, 2005 03:57 PM
I agree with Princess Cat. It's especially detrimental if it's a regular partner.
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New York Moments on August 10, 2005 07:57 PM
Say it ain't so...women FAKE orgasms?? *gasp*
Hell raised by
poopie on August 10, 2005 08:27 PM
Personally, I don't think women need to fake...they just need the right partner. {wink}
Hell raised by
ali on August 10, 2005 09:18 PM
Women fake because otherwise they would have to share their FEELINGS...
;-)
Hell raised by
WitNit on August 11, 2005 11:51 AM
« Shut the hell up!
Discovery is Home..
... as a group, we Americans are spoiled beyond words... we're children of the sound bite.. junkies of the quick thrill... we'd rather watch a train wreck than a spacewalk... and it really is quite pathetic....
... sure, I am a victim of this too.. so don't go getting your knickers in a wad... but deny it as you might, it is a fact...
... . I have an attention span rivaled only by that of the gnat... but just now I watched Discovery touch down... and I have to tell you, I was truly moved...
... there is, after all, nothing routine at all about orbiting the Earth and coming home safely... every time it is done, it is a minor miracle of ingenuity, dedication, and pure will... we all should be incredibly proud...
... earlier in the week I spouted off about the possible negative fates of the Russian sub and the Discovery crew... in both cases, I was wrong.. and of that, I am very, very glad..
... still, the question remains.. how is it that we have lost our hope?.. where did we lose our way?.. where is the joy and marvel?..
... the last time I remember doing my happy dance was when Fox News announced that our initial POWs during the war had been found alive and well... it has been a long, long time since then... and you know what?... that is a sad state of affairs... I definitely need to change my perspective...
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No, Eric. You have the RIGHT perspective.
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Acidman on August 9, 2005 11:01 AM
Sometimes you need to take joy in little things (waking up, fresh coffee, an email from a long-almost-lost friend) ... and sometimes we get to see truly good things (alive POWs, saving submariners, safe return of astronauts).
And then, sometimes, you need to shoot something.
/TJ
... NIF
Hell raised by
TJ on August 9, 2005 12:39 PM
Good grief did this post ever speak to me.
You're so right. Where DID we lose our joy and wonder? Is it because there's so many bad things in the world and we focus on them instead of the good?
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blondage on August 9, 2005 01:27 PM
I've been struggling with that myself lately. Seems like I'd lost my joy. But it comes back - you just have to look for it. Which you did.
I recommend a movie Teresa shared with me. DISH. It will remind you have the excitement and joy when we first walked on the moon. Incredible.
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Tammi on August 9, 2005 02:38 PM
I was so happy this morning to watch it touch down. A perfect landing from what I could see. I was late for work because I was not going to miss this! I even woke up early yesterday morning in anticipation of watching them land, then going back to sleep. I've been watching the NASA live feed for the past two weeks, the replays anyways. I am still in awe of the space program.
Hell raised by
Tina on August 9, 2005 03:17 PM
I missed seeing it land, but am glad they are home safe. I have never quite lost my wonder with it, even knowing it warts and all. Mayhaps you and I need to go out to the Mojave Space Port and visit XCOR, Scaled, and a few others. What you see there will fill you with pride, wonder, hope and more. May have to promise your better half not to let you buy one of the rocket plane kits...
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Laughing Wolf on August 9, 2005 03:32 PM
You've just put into words the nagging feeling I've been having all day today. I am a huge space geek and followed this mission closely. But this morning, I woke up and found my feelings of hope that I've experienced over the past few weeks gone. The shuttle and her crew are home...now we go back to the 'normal' bad news.
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Chablis on August 10, 2005 07:59 PM
I find great joy every morning when I look into the mirror... I marvel that tomorrow I will be ever more so handsome than I am today!
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Madfish Willie on August 12, 2005 07:25 PM
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A cunning plan...
... feelings run hot over the same-sex marriage issue... I guess THIS isn't really a surprise then, is it?...
.... heh... never underestimate the power of tax relief...
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More power to 'em :-)
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Harvey on August 9, 2005 01:23 PM
Well, you can tell it's Canada and not the US - here we have people who DON'T get married because of the marriage tax penalty!!!
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Teresa on August 9, 2005 05:22 PM
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Goodbye....
... this week is starting off alllllll wrong....
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You know I love that one!
; )
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Christina on August 8, 2005 07:31 PM
.. I know... I just wish I could have posted it under different circumstances....
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Eric on August 8, 2005 07:37 PM
Hope everything is ok at the casa...
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Princess Cat on August 8, 2005 10:12 PM
No surprise that this is a favorite of mine. I hope that "circumstances" improve for you......
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Richmond on August 9, 2005 10:25 AM
Christina and Johnny Carson; Both class acts. (I can't help but hear Bette singing this to Johnny...)
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WitNit on August 9, 2005 12:16 PM
Here's hoping the next pic you post is not of a gun in your mouth.
Cheers!
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Marcus on August 10, 2005 12:23 AM
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The Human State...
... Shoe is in denial... but at least she's making it pretty damn entertaining.. and she hits a nail or two on the head with this line...
... "sweet sweet denial..keeping families on speaking terms for generations"...
.. indeed... she is wise beyond her years, she is... that's my girl...
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Thank God for denial. It's kept me in the same dead-end profession for the last 8 years.
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New York Moments on August 8, 2005 03:41 PM
you're too kind..thanks, eric..
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shoe on August 8, 2005 08:16 PM
Eric - Shoe bears a striking resemblance to the lovely Fiona.
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Denny on August 10, 2005 11:08 PM
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Trust...
.. I awoke this morning to a truly gruesome scene... as I was walking through the kitchen with a fresh cup of coffee, I glanced out the window into the back lawn... on either side of my nearly-completed patio, Fred and Ginger reclined.. I noticed their uncanny resemblance, in their own miniature way, to the lions of Trafalgar Square and laughed to myself... I stood there for a while and watched them... and then I noticed that they both were crouched upon juvenile rabbits.. headless, of course, and were leisurely crunching through fur, bone, and flesh...
... now, those two cats are the Wife's pride'n'joy... and I have to admit that even I occasionally enjoy their company.. they aren't snooty like most cats, and readily come when called... it is almost as if they imagine themselves dogs... but this morning I realized why, deep down, I dislike all cats... domesticated cats show a side of nature that cuts you to the bone... the hunt, kill, eat that is everyday survival... the problem is that even with "domestication", cats continue to follow their primal instincts... they are well fed and groomed... wanting for nothing... and yet the kill everything that happens to wander into their path....
... I have to admit, it pissed me off when I realized what those cats had done.... and I thought about putting the Wife to an ultimatum today.. either get them de-clawed, or stop feeding them.... after all, they are going to hunt, kill, and eat regardless of whether they are hungry or not... so if that's what they want, at least their victims can be for actual sustenance... OR have the Vet cut their switchblades off... render them slightly less harmful....
... domesticating cats is wrong... they are never 100% domesticated anyway... they are like miniature tigers who happen to let you pat them on the head once in a while... and if they weighed 200lbs, WE would be on the menu... and they'd kill us just because we moved... argue all you want, but it is true.. we admire some of their traits, sure... their grace and speed.. the beauty of their physical design... but some others are just plain offensive... cats are wild animals in their hearts... and on a very deep level, I simply don't trust them..
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Ahhh.
It would appear you have no garden...
; )
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Christina on August 7, 2005 11:12 AM
We chose to de-claw my cat when he was a kitten, and he doesn't know he has no claws. However, don't let them outside again if you declaw them - no offense also means no defense (yes, mine is permanently an indoor kitty). Also - removng their claws at this stage in their lives is not the same as doing so when they are babes. They'll survive, but it's not a good thing. They've learned to maneuver with claws as part of the equation - taking them now would be kinda cruel.
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Barb on August 7, 2005 11:13 AM
You have to admit that you enjoy their company once in awhile? Um, I've been on the phone when you were talking to one of them.
"Here Kitty kitty kitty. Oh you're sooooo pretty. My little schmoopikins!"
Heh.
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sadie on August 7, 2005 03:40 PM
Nature is a harsh and cruel mistress. The cat is merely doing what eons of genetic programming have told him is vital...he kills, even without need. The skills must be kept honed, passed to the next generation.
You are absolutely right, Eric...if every cat in the world suddenly weighed 200 pounds, we would be in dire trouble! Anyone ever tried to capture or hold a cat that didn't want to participate? A 10 pound cat can inflict some grievous wounds. Multiply that 10 pounds by 20 and imagine the possibilities. A 200 pound man might last 30 seconds, unless the cat just wanted to toy with him. Then he would wish it were ONLY 30 seconds...
Still, I wouldn't de-claw them. They have natural predators, too, and other than speed claws are their only defense.
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Wayne on August 7, 2005 04:07 PM
Domesticated animals still have natural drives.. all of them. We just think that they become our friends through domestication. And maybe they do.
I wouldn't de-claw them. As you pointed out, it's nature. Perhaps because it was baby bunnies, it is disturbing. Were it a snake, I'd be cheering the bastards on!
No, I wouldn't worry about it until you get up one morn, and see them munching on a neighbour kid. Then it's shotgun time.
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That 1 Guy on August 7, 2005 04:35 PM
schmoopikins? LOL
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livey on August 7, 2005 05:17 PM
... for the record, I have never said "schmoopikins" in my entire life...
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Eric on August 7, 2005 05:55 PM
Just so you *know* it's called "de-clawing" but it's really not like somehow they just remove the nails. It's the entire first digit. So look at yer fingers and imagine them snipped off at the knuckle between the first and second digit. YUK.
But before I *knew* that tid-bit, I did have my cat de-clawed... and she still caught birds and small mammals...because that IS their nature and prediliction. Sorry!! (And if they were bigger you *might* be on the menu. LOL)
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Karen on August 7, 2005 08:16 PM
This is why I own 2 small dogs.
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New York Moments on August 7, 2005 08:46 PM
Cody - the puppy - almost got a rabbit the other morning. Damn that dog is fast. But anyway - cats that are outdoors have to be able to defend themselves. I've just either always kept them in side, except for the barn cats of course.
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Tammi on August 7, 2005 09:26 PM
We have 3 cats. We keep them indoors. End of story. They are cats - they will catch and kill, after maiming and "playing" with, anything that moves. I have been known to rescue silly lizards that make the mistake of wandering onto our porch - and hence, get caught by one of the 3 kitties.
Keep them indoors. That way, you can live with the illusion that they are pets - and they WILL appreciate your love and affection. And then they can't kill bunnies, bunny babies and small birds that weren't quick enough.
Cats should be kept indoors.
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suzeisnotfooledbyislam on August 7, 2005 10:48 PM
Good luck finding a vet who will still do declawing without giving you a hard time about it. It's cruel and inhumane now. I had to tell my vet that she'd see something REALLY cruel and inhumane if my recent addition clawed my livingroom set.
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Chablis on August 8, 2005 03:56 AM
Reason number 5,231 why we have dogs.... Poor Bunnies.
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Richmond on August 8, 2005 10:49 AM
Our two kitties have their claws and will never see the world from the outside looking in. They have a nice big cage, called house and they are content when I turn on cat TV (door wall overseeing bird feeder), and I plan on keeping it that way. De-clawing is cruel, so we clip their claws every two weeks. It's good to know they can defend themselves if they need to!)
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Kat on August 8, 2005 12:18 PM
A good cat is a dead cat!
Especially those mother fockers that live behind us that think our bushes, that have been replaced 3 times because the urine is killing them, is their litter pan.
I hate cats.
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Machelle on August 8, 2005 02:09 PM
it's cats being cats. it is sad when they get the baby bunnies though. mine stay inside and do the same thing to waterbugs -- when they can be bothered to.
hope the week gets better ... great song.
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justrose on August 8, 2005 07:11 PM
Wow, they sound like good hunters.
Where do you live? I'll take them off your hands this afternoon.
Get a cat that's not a good hunter (they have to be taught.) You can rest easy, knowing that the FDA says a *few* mouseturds aren't going to kill you. Well, as long as the mice don't have hantavirus, and even then the good new about hantavirus is that the coma precludes any spirit-destroying regret.
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Jones on August 8, 2005 07:17 PM
And man will stop at a McDonalds to get a ham and egg in the morning before going hunting. It's the thrill of the chase, the pursuit, and the sweet reward at the end.
Cause c'mon you know when people come home after hunting and are lugging in the meat, the cat thinks, "Showoff."
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Cythen on August 10, 2005 12:55 PM
Quoted and linked for Thur
'Quotes I like Day'
thank you
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GrampaPinhead on August 11, 2005 03:51 AM
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Lunch: 8/8/05
Canned...
.. maybe I'm just a bit jaded, but does anyone else sense a similarity between those Russians chilling with the halibuts near Kamchatka and the Astronauts hurtling through orbit?... no?... well, that's fair enough... but I do.. and as much as I hate to say it, I don't have a warm fuzzy about either of them...
UPDATE: ... it seems the Russian Sailors are alive and well... that's good stuff... now, let's get those Astronauts home in their brokedick shuttle...
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Dude!!!
Don't jinx either of them!!!
Hell raised by
Jack on August 6, 2005 11:56 AM
I just called my bookie and put a hundy on the Russkies.
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Velociman on August 6, 2005 12:56 PM
Makes me wanna put on my old "Canned Heat" albums.
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BULLSEYE on August 6, 2005 03:58 PM
It seems to me there is a joke to be made about semen in here somewhere, but I shan't stoop so low.
I will, however, be watching the reentry Monday as avidly as I tune in to NASCAR when the track is wet.
Prognosis is not good. Were I one of the nine, I would be waving at the other eight from a porthole of the space station as they departed.
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Bane on August 6, 2005 04:25 PM
OK, this is why it's NEVER a good idea to go somewhere where there is NO oxygen!
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New York Moments on August 6, 2005 04:56 PM
You got the "broke-dick" part about the shuttle right. I hope they make it home, but we need to junk that fucker and go with something else.
We're better than that.
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Acidman on August 7, 2005 10:46 AM
I am a US Submarine vet. I did a radio interview a couple years ago on Space Travel and innerspace (submarines)travel.. they are very much alike in many ways.
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Brian on August 8, 2005 05:23 PM
« Shut the hell up!
Crazy People...
.. actions often speak louder than words... this gentleman, for instance, has it going on... and had it happened in Tennessee, I would have sworn that he had been at my house on a Wednesday or two...
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The man lives in Iowa... of course he's gone crazy... but it's really not his fault - HE LIVES IN IOWA!
Hell raised by
Princess Cat on August 6, 2005 10:53 AM
A real swashdickler!
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Jim - PRS on August 6, 2005 02:22 PM
One would think that a guy should, um, holster the swinging body parts to keep 'em safe ...
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Barb on August 7, 2005 11:15 AM
« Shut the hell up!
Community...
... lookit.. I dig the whole idea of community... totally and 100%.. people helping people, and all that... and, of course, the small things... like saying "howdy, neighbor" to the neighbor as you walk down the street.. giving the well-meant "thank you, ma'am" to the 17 year old girl who hands you the Big Mac at the drive-thru... it's easy, and it works... civilization with a smile and a wave...
... I give, too... time, money, and a helping hand... to bloggers, charities, and with care packages for troops overseas, I give freely... one might even say that this blog is a result of that.. just me sitting here talking to myself and y'all rubbernecking and occasionally commenting... hey, it's cool... but, a community, it is NOT...
... which brings me to my point.. you people depress the living Hell out of me... not a single damn one of you rubberneckers has offered to come over and help me finish my damn patio.. sorry, sorry stuff... can't you see me suffering here?... indeed, where's the love?... and where's this blog-community you hear everyone talking about?... uh huh... it's a complete fabrication...
... I give and give... and all you bastards do is take, take, take..
... and for what it is worth, yes, I am working on that sand-swelled pariah again today.. and yes, I am tired, sweaty, and sunburnt... and you know what?... it's all your fault.. if all of my bloguncles, blogkids, and blogbrothers & sisters were to show up, we'd be done in no time and sucking down pina coladas in the shade... but, no... you people are just too selfish..
... so I shall continue on... steadily plodding towards my goal alone...
... fine... but I expected so very much more from you all.... each and every one of you should all be ashamed of yourselves... as for me?... well, it's 2:30 here... lunch break is over... and it is time to get back to work... dammit...
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OH Eric I would gladly help you. Unfortunately, I live so far away and I'm so damn poor you would have to send me a plane ticket to get me there and feed me while I was there. I don't think it's worth it you now do you?
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livey on August 5, 2005 02:59 PM
I'd offer to help, 'cept I don't image you'd want a supervisor. Me and Manuel don't get along very well either.
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phin on August 5, 2005 03:22 PM
Sorry Pops... I'm a little broke myself at the moment. Damn doc can't see me til Monday!
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Princess Cat on August 5, 2005 03:53 PM
Phew. Thank God I'm not in YOUR blogfamily. Harvey and Grau NEVER require any manual labor from me! Sheesh!
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Bou on August 5, 2005 03:56 PM
.. see what I mean?.. what a bunch of shirkers...
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Eric on August 5, 2005 03:58 PM
Well, dayum... once I get the plumber, chimney sweep, electrician, radon remediator, radon inspectors, out of my house... find a house, pack my stuff, clean old house, get the movers to finish their thing... I'll be right over. Of course you may be finished by then - unless you want to sit back and wait a month or two.
Hell raised by
Teresa on August 5, 2005 04:06 PM
OHHHH I am SO resisting the urge to say shirk this dude! I realize you don't know me, and I'm in a pissy mood, so I just won't say it dammit.
But if you want to send me a plane ticket and feed me I'd be very happy to help a poor old thing like you dear. ;)
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livey on August 5, 2005 05:30 PM
You know, I really *would* have offered to help but considering the commute *and* the fact that I swore I would NEVER move another patio paving stone again(after re-doing my own patio this spring) it just was not to be!! Maybe I could send libations instead -- or at least some Icy Hot and Advil...
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Richmond on August 5, 2005 05:36 PM
Now how come I know that you're the kinda guy who would want to say, "I did it all myself, without any help whatsoever."
And then you would show us your limp from the rock you dropped on your foot, and then the sunburn scars, and then the funny pain-in-the-groin walk...
Ya gotta have good stories to tell us blogsphere computer potato geeks...
On the other hand:
BLOGMEET AT ERICS. FULLY STOCKED BAR AND BBQ. (Some manual labor required.)
Hell raised by
Mark on August 5, 2005 06:01 PM
I'm game! Anyhow, I could use some heat, it is about 60 degrees here and raining. Unlimited cold Corona must be provided.
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Alaska Kim on August 5, 2005 06:10 PM
I was going to offer to help but you took me off the blogroll and I wasn't sure if I welcome here anymore.
;)
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chris on August 5, 2005 07:22 PM
Dude... I can be there in twelve hours! 'Course then I'll have to leave there shortly after, but...
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That 1 Guy on August 5, 2005 08:16 PM
I'm only a step-sis. I'm not even spose to like your red-headed behind...
But, very well, I will line up the subs. Where are their numbers?
:D!
Hell raised by
Key on August 5, 2005 09:02 PM
Lemme know when the work is finished. I'm retired. I don't do that shit anymore.
But Pina Coloadas in the shade sounds nice...
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Acidman on August 5, 2005 09:33 PM
pina coladas? rock on!
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justrose on August 5, 2005 10:32 PM
Would love to, but am a bit far away. Of course, I could ride down with T1G, but...
Hell raised by
Laughing Wolf on August 5, 2005 10:54 PM
If you want those patio blocks duct taped down, I'm your guy.
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Jim - PRS on August 5, 2005 11:15 PM
You come help me strip my roof, re-do the barge rafters and fascia boards, re-sheet and re-roof, and install gutters, and I'll help you with your patio!
Hell raised by
Mark on August 5, 2005 11:18 PM
On the other hand, it sometimes doesn't seem to be a good idea to... exchange... these signs of friendship... ;)
Hell raised by
Ann on August 6, 2005 06:44 AM
WE have jobs, asshole!
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Velociman on August 6, 2005 11:38 AM
I was planning on helping out during post-construction stress testing.
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Graumagus on August 7, 2005 04:12 PM
sorry, daddy-o, but i'm with vman...i hadn't seen you down here yet cleaning up "your share" of the puke, or building "your share" of the lego x wing...i could go on, but why?
Hell raised by
shoe on August 7, 2005 10:16 PM
Had I known ahead of time, I'd have been there.
Give us a heads up some time and MAYBE I'll even bring some beer just to be neighborly.
S
Hell raised by
Scott on August 8, 2005 01:11 AM
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Fanatics...
... you know, Abdul is looking way, way too happy... and really, when you think about it long and hard, the fact that he's smiling is the most frightening part...
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Yep, Abdul is planning kinky things with that stick!!
Hell raised by
Junebugg on August 5, 2005 12:00 PM
Hey... Abdul looks like me at a comment party :-/
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Harvey on August 5, 2005 01:38 PM
You're quite right... it's the smile that scares me too. Or it was until I read Harvey's comment.
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Teresa on August 5, 2005 02:09 PM
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Aches...
... as a rule, I try not to presume... I am, after all is said, just a simple man, and I forever endeavor to withhold judgment until facts become known... neither am I a reactionary, for that matter.... but today, I hurt in places that I hardly could have imagined existed.. toil, self-inflicted, is the culprit... base and mean and sweaty...
.. I will, however, hazard a guess... an out-of-character presumption... I can say with a certain certainty that tomorrow, this day's pain shall appear infantile in comparison... the veritable bud of the soon-to-arrive flower...
... muscles, they allow one to see the future...
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Pulled something in the old groin, eh? Or are we talking about those lower back muscles?
What exactly were you doing? Better be worth it...
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WitNit on August 4, 2005 07:59 PM
See??? That's what happens when you spend time watching a Victoria's Secret location -- you're bound to pull something! ;-)
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Richmond on August 4, 2005 08:44 PM
You are so right. The pain in always worse on the 2nd day. Advil is your friend... and a full body massage, courtesy of your lovely wife. ;-)
Hell raised by
Bou on August 4, 2005 09:48 PM
... I hurt from the sunburn on my forehead to the soles of my feet... toting rocks for the patio.. and, yes, my groin is sore too...
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Eric on August 4, 2005 09:59 PM
Yep, I bet you're right. 'Cause you KNOW, somebody is gonna tell you that you've done a great job, and now, since you did that job so well, you can move 'em back to where they came from...
Hell raised by
RedNeck on August 4, 2005 10:16 PM
Heheh... you know I would have helped while I was visiting! Glad you waited. I try to keep muscular pain to a minimum.
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That 1 Guy on August 4, 2005 10:43 PM
So that deck's kicking your arse just a wee bit, is it? You need more water breaks...
Hell raised by
Princess Cat on August 5, 2005 12:23 AM
Are your fingers cracked and bloodied, too?
Blood doesn't work well on a keyboard, it makes the keys stick.
; )
(Aleve, before and after libations... Don't worry, the liver has wonderful rejuvenative powers.)
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Christina on August 5, 2005 09:08 AM
Magnesium is the best thing in the world for sore muscles. It is a natural muscle relaxer and good for other things too. (cramps...) You have to get them from the vitamin store in capsule form for them to work the best. They come in 400mg and I always take mine with milk so I get the right calcium mix..(they go together). There's a story involving a car accident and heavy medication that led me to the magnesium discovery. They work better than Flexiril...without leaving you groggy or hungover the next morning.
Hell raised by
Kelly on August 5, 2005 09:18 AM
Potassium helps too. Slam some bananas.
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blondage on August 5, 2005 11:14 AM
Eric doing manual labor !!!!!! Whats next Acidman adopting kittens.
Hell raised by
James Old Guy on August 5, 2005 11:23 AM
So does getting rite back at it and working today as you did yesterday, and tomorrow. YOU CAN DOT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hell raised by
B on August 5, 2005 11:27 AM
... just for the record, people.. a day wherein I sweat, is a day that I failed...
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Eric on August 5, 2005 11:38 AM
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Velocimaid....
.... good God.... is nothing sacred?!?... behold... heh heh... apparently not....
... pity, though... as stylish as he is, you'd have imagined that his bonnet would've matched his shoes....
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The only part of your post I liked was the "Shut the Hell up!" part.
Hell raised by
Velociman on August 3, 2005 06:25 PM
Are you a blog post grader, Velociman? If you are then I am too and I like every part of every post that Eric makes :)
Hell raised by
Reilly on August 3, 2005 09:25 PM
He's my maid of honor, Eric...or rather, matron of honor.
Priceless, wasn't it?
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sadie on August 4, 2005 02:22 AM
A sexy beast, indeed!
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That 1 Guy on August 4, 2005 08:21 AM
A man who knows how to wear a hat.
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WitNit on August 4, 2005 02:20 PM
« Shut the hell up!
Milkshake...
... yesterday was a complete success... not only did I manage to bag each of my elusive quarry, I also found some added bonii... for instance, the Godiva Chocolate Shop has taken lately to creating milkshakes.. yes, gentle ones... it is true...a Godiva chocolate milkshake.... I took a fancy to a white chocolate/raspberry puree example... marvelous stuff, I tell ya....
.. secondly, as the Wife and I were making our way to the exit of the mall, we passed a Victoria's Secret shop.... I took slight exception when she asked if we should go in... I am, at heart, a shy creature, and it was a moment of pure imbecility on my part.... so she ventured forth alone... as she disappeared into the sultry shoppe, I found myself sitting quietly on a thoughtfully provided bench out front of the shop sipping my milkshake.. well, I have two words for you.. Good.. God....
... listen, school is about to start here.. and I honestly had no idea that high school girls wore thongs.. no, really... a steady procession of young nubiles flowed past me and my milkshake... oh, and lest we forget, Knoxville is also a College town.... proud home of the glorious Tennessee Volunteers... so not only did I get the 17-19's, but also the 20-23's... as you can imagine, sipping an ice cold drink in front of Victoria's Secret was not at all a bad place to pass forty-five minutes.... and nary an ugly maiden passed before those gates, dear ones... indeed, as those waspish lasses exited the shop, they'd inevitably lay eyes upon the redheaded reprobate sipping his slushy... who, I might add, was sporting an enormous grim..
... bliss... total and unabashed... a milkshake and lingerie does a body good... well, at least my body.... we even felt the occasional stirrings....
... anyway, two things did intrigue me about the whole scenario... namely, that they must make Victoria's knickers out of air or something... a 5'3" maiden would enter and freshly exit with a bag the size of an apricot... sure, it sparked a lot for my imagination.. but, really... what kind of underwear could you possibly buy that would fit in such a small bag?... the mind, she does wander with possibilities... also, and here is the kicker.... as the ladies would exit, sometimes we'd accidentally make eye contact.... hey, it's not like I was staring, or anything... I was just quietly sipping my shake and minding my own business.. but many of the girls young women would blush.... almost as if they were embarrassed at being caught carrying their exotic unmentionables away... either that, or they thought I was being a total pervert..
... damn, what a day.. I've never been a huge fan of shopping... or the whole mall scene... but I am swiftly developing a newly found appreciation for late-Summer shopping... and all of the unexpected treats that it can offer... that milkshake was the bomb...
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So, you won't go into the store, but does the catalog get delivered to your house?
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New York Moments on August 3, 2005 09:19 AM
... it will after yesterday's purchases... oh, yeah...
Hell raised by
Eric on August 3, 2005 09:23 AM
Good for those lonely evenings when the wife is away.
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New York Moments on August 3, 2005 09:33 AM
Face it, they all wondered about the perv who hangs out in front of Vickie's sucking loudly on his milkshake, a demonstration of all sorts innuendo ... :)
Hell raised by
Hip Liz on August 3, 2005 10:27 AM
You said 'slushy'.....
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sadie on August 3, 2005 10:45 AM
ROTFL! I can just picture this man sitting in front of Victoria's drinking a milkshake checking out the women.
Hell raised by
vw bug on August 3, 2005 11:23 AM
To steal a bit from Jeff Foxworthy.
They where memorizing your face so they could look you up in the sex offender registry!
I hate going in there myself. I always feel out of place. When my wife does go in, I'm usually checking out another store or not with her, because *I* wont sit out front feeling like a perv either.
Then again the VS store in our mall is really tame, there really is little to nothing sexy in there, it's just standard underwear.
Hell raised by
Contagion on August 3, 2005 11:36 AM
I went to Victoria Secretes with the missus shortly after we were married. One of the saleswomen walked of and snidely asked if she could help me find anything.
The saleswoman and the missus were appalled when I picked up the nearest thong and asked if they had it in my size.
Needless to say the missus hasn't invited me to go back with her, I kinda miss it now.
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phin on August 3, 2005 01:05 PM
I for one am truely jealous of you.
Drinking a Godiva milkshake ... heaven, pure heaven
And I thought you said you would eat Mac and Cheese before chocolate?
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Machelle on August 3, 2005 01:13 PM
Yes, yes...you ARE a freak of nature. A chocolate sipping, panty-consumed, bag-questioning freak of nature. But it's kinda cute...in a "slushy" sort of way. ;)
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Dana on August 3, 2005 01:45 PM
Maybe the poor lasses were confused...I mean, there's this older guy sitting there perving out in front of the store...but he's wearing these really metrosexual shoes. Pure confusion.
Oh, and start photoblogging events like this, please!
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zonker on August 3, 2005 02:06 PM
Ugh, I would turn 4 shades of red if I walked out of a VS and found a man there. And it wouldn't be because I thought he was a perv, I would assume he was waiting on someone... but just because stuff like that does embarrass me.
The only think better than a Godiva milkshake is a Godiva Chocolate Martini. To die for.
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Bou on August 3, 2005 02:12 PM
You were sporting an enormous grim...what?
There's a mind picture.
In many of the VicSec shops, the staff will model for you if it appears you are going to spend a good chunk of change in there. A good regular customer can get modeling every time.
I don't think I could handle the stress, and yes, I'd be sporting an enormous grim one, too.
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Bane on August 3, 2005 04:02 PM
.. heh... I was wondering if anyone would catch that...
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Eric on August 3, 2005 04:05 PM
The last time I was in VS with my husband was when my kids were about 5 years old. VS was having their big sale, so I went in there while Hubby took the boys somewhere else. Evidently, I was taking too long, so Hubby brought the boys into VS to find me. While there, one of the boys picked up a pair of leopard print panties (with attached matching bra, of course) and said, "here, Mommy! These are cool!" Needless to say, Hubby just had to buy them for me. I was mortified...
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Beth on August 3, 2005 06:03 PM
ROFL!!! Glad you had such a good time. I shop at VS, I like some of their stuff. Now the Godiva shake... that sounds incredible! If I wasn't afraid it would give me a raging migraine - I'd run out and find the nearest Godiva store around here and get my own. *grin*
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Teresa on August 3, 2005 06:20 PM
I don't trust my other half in Vic Secrets anymore. He runs around touching everything, picks stuff out for me to try on (and makes quite a scene on purpose to embarass me -"HONEY! Will you try these crotchless panties on for me???")and tries to peek under the changing room door. It's amazing he hasn't gotten arrested yet.
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blondage on August 3, 2005 08:39 PM
Well all I can say is I hope you had fun and I loved the tile in the banos in Mexico.
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georgia on August 4, 2005 12:25 AM
Well dayum, I feel special. I got a whole Victoria's Secret birthday from my husband one year.
I got a matching bra and panties with rhinestones on them...a whole bunch of the cotton panties, slippers, silk pajamas and a terricloth robe that I LOVE.
Since he did that, he hasn't had to go in. I go in myself and model what he (I) got for me(him)...LOL.
Who knew that he secretly had so much fun shopping..LOL!
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Kelly on August 4, 2005 12:01 PM
my favorite store -- i park my husband in front of it for at least an hour ... and he never minds when i emerge with an apricot bag ... i usually get him a milkshake of some sort before we go in, to keep him busy ...
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justrose on August 5, 2005 04:13 AM
I sooooo should have seen this before and linked it to my maul post today....damn.....
glances....yeah we see...
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ArmyWifeToddlerMom on October 9, 2005 10:36 PM
Recently, riding the escalator down in the neighborhood mall, I was treated to a wonderful scene above as a young lady strolled to the railing in her tiny miniskirt. I still don't know if she was wearing a thong or not, but it sure was exciting to watch her cheeks move under there. I wish I had the courage to write it up in my own blog. Thanks for this post.
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John M on October 15, 2005 03:11 PM
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gone hunting....
... today I'll be heading northwards for a therapeutic hunting expedition... booze, sneakers, landscaping stone, Godiva chocolates, and a three-star lunch are all on the list of baggable game... you know, the indispensables.... the season is open, people.... besides, nothing says decadence like hemorrhaging wads of cash on frivolities while basking in the glow of unemployment.... and I know much you rubberneckers like to see decadence here... indeed, the things I put myself through for you guys... truly, it sucks to be me...
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LOL!
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vw bug on August 2, 2005 12:46 PM
Godiva chocolate?!
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Bou on August 2, 2005 01:51 PM
chocolate? Now, that's a hunting trip I can sign up for!
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Princess Cat on August 2, 2005 01:54 PM
Oh man! My going out to lunch days are still weeks away! I hope that you bag your limit though......
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Richmond on August 2, 2005 02:29 PM
Do you use a gun or bow to go after that chocolate? Which one does a better job of bagging it for you? I feel that these are vital questions... answers are necessary!
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Teresa on August 2, 2005 03:08 PM
.. thanks, Ladies.. it was a resounding success...
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Eric on August 3, 2005 09:17 AM
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Bullshit...
... I've been searching for the past half-hour for a decent clip of Jerry Clowers... either the "knock'em out, John", or "the coon hunting monkey"... my intention was to use a random clip as a demonstration of Southern Comedic Genius to my unimpressed Scottish Wife... so far, no joy... and with that, I call bullshit...
... sure, we all often wax poetic and long-winded about the massive social changes, sweeping media upheavals, and general feel-good factor that this new medium - THE INTERNET - has brought about... but we're all wrong.. what a load of horseshit... look, until I can downloading free Jerry Clower clips with ease, this whole internet thing just sucks ass...
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Ha!
Would you believe I had that and others on 8-track once upon a time??
My favorites were going hunting with cousin Marcel (??) and "makin' biscuits."
; )
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Christina on August 1, 2005 06:07 PM
How does the end of "knock him out John" go? Something like..."Well shoot up in here amongst us...one of us has got to have some relief"....haha..I can't remember word for word anymore but I got that cassette tape somewhere around here...I always got tickled over the "Chandelier" one.
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Sandy on August 1, 2005 08:59 PM
My Grandpa would tape them on cassettes. He'd get so tickled, he would have tears running down his face. That's one of the funnest things I used to do with my Grandpa-sitting and listening to those old tapes.
They're somewhere in my Mom's house now.
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Tina on August 1, 2005 09:52 PM
Check your email, brother. Maybe I can help.
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Scott on August 1, 2005 09:59 PM
The follow up to the Knock Him Out John! story is almost as funny. "Just as Johns'foot hit the ground my brother Sonny mocked that thing and John went right back to the top!Come on down John, Sonny was just funnin!"
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Rey on August 1, 2005 10:11 PM
What about the "blue collar" tour? Those guys are southern and pretty darn funny if you ask me.
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Maeve on August 1, 2005 11:12 PM
I bet your boy Bitterman could help you out with that one - bein' from Miss'ippi and all. I seem to recall a JC clip posted by Redneck, too.
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Dash on August 1, 2005 11:25 PM
Oh man, am I out of it. I never heard of Jerry Clowers. Get me up to speed, Eric!
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WitNit on August 1, 2005 11:31 PM
ummm.. who? Never heard of either.
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Contagion on August 2, 2005 08:43 AM
Yep, Neck posted some a while back.
"look, until I can downloading free Jerry Clower clips with ease, this whole internet thing just sucks ass..." Good to see you have your priorities in order, Eric. Haha!
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zonker on August 2, 2005 09:21 AM
Someone needs to sic Marcel on this... Of course, doing so might just produce a lot of unexpected results too.
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Laughing Wolf on August 2, 2005 09:48 AM
Marcel said "Wright that down".
Eric, Their should be one over at the 'Neckshack somewhere... I'll gmail it to you if I can find out which pile it's in.
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RedNeck on August 2, 2005 10:01 AM
I always liked the story about how they got the New Fire Truck. You remember... Gene, New-Gene, and all the others racing fearlessly into the church-fire?
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Acidman on August 2, 2005 01:04 PM
Ah, Jerry Clower. Haven't heard him in years. Didn't have any clips handy, but I'm downloading a hundred or so clips right now. Stuff is out there, you just need to know where to look. See, there's hope for this Internet thing yet.
So where do you want them?
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Evilwhiteguy on August 2, 2005 11:02 PM
damn!I saw Jerry Clower on CMT and he is the funniest damn thing i have ever seen.
He's up there with all ov the blue collar boys.
Knock em' out John.
thats funny right there,i dont care who you are.
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Mike Pitts on November 1, 2005 08:06 AM
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