My first thought when I saw “Honeydripper” was the band that Robert Plant was in, ca. late 80′s, but now I see it’s entirely different, and very good stuff.
VA seems to be the land of not-much-going-on lately, which is probably a good thing. Currently laughing at Suze the cat who is on a tear around the house ;-)
tomorrow afternoon. they do the procedure at 815 and the tech said i may hear from them around 2 or 3 … and that i can always call to see how he’s doing. she laughed when i said i don’t do 8am well, not well at all.
Funny, all the time I was working and I never had to use a spreadsheet. I could program darn near anything, but spreadsheets? They were always a big WTF for me. It usually took less time to write a program to draw a chart.
Just read about this guy today in a WaPo music interview; he’s supposed to be in the Waylon/Willie/Merle mold of country music. Never heard of him before…sounds pretty good:
They’re just complicated, and not at all how I’m used to thinking. A bit like the difference between pitching and being a quarterback. You’re throwing something, but everything else is different.
It’s pretty weather but locally, the economic situation is terrible. Crime rate going up. Murder rate rising. I have friends who work in a nursing home and their cars were broken into last night, the houses in that area were burgled.
Ahhh, the joys of doggy dentistry. If you can’t get enough with your pup, I can send a copy of the pics our golden brought home on a CD from his root canal. I kid you not. And good evening!
SB is beautiful these days. Mild and lovely. The doggy root canal is a trippy story, and yes, it’s a packed CD of shots during the surgery. I could not stop laughing that someone would think we’d want such a thing. Don’t even get me started on having to get the root canal in the first place!
you left coasties want summer, you can come here. we still got some. in the 90′s.
great night tonight.
i been fixing what all’s broken in the house…earlier today i powerwashed the back patio – when we had 9 inches of rain one day last week all the worms in austin came up on my patio to commit suicide and stick fast to the patio.
bookclub from my neighborhood was here earlier. the author came. what a great dood. and his language matched mine perfectly: “fuck that; that’s bullshit, etc”
the book was The Horse Boy. wonderful true story about the author’s autistic son he took to mongolia to get healed by the reindeer people’s shaman.
we was all drinking quite a bit. someone brought catered mexican food. everyone was happy.
all the wild kingdom in the front flowerbeds looked beeyootifull in their blooming finery.
Okay. I hear you about unemployment. It just mentally is hard to take. So much wasted potential too.
I was reading a bunch of people’s comments. I was remember when there was hope you could do work you liked. Now you can’t even get a job let alone one you like.
I see why people join the military. You have both security and if you are lucky you might die in a war so you don’t have to keep working
Lately I’ve been trying to remind myself of my upcoming pension from being a municipal employee since ’86 — just gotta stick it out for about 2 1/2 more years…glad to have this job though, in these times.
Evening all. Thank you, Suzanne. I needed some honey dripping.We are free at last. All 21 huge chickens in the freezer or aging. Sold enough to pay for feed but not care or butchering. I think if you do the butchering the way we’ve been doing it you should earn $23 an hour, or fuck it. Free at last!!!!!
Tomorrow we log in weight of meat harvested within this 9 week raising. Tonight was 28 lbs. whole weight. 3 chickens.
I’m so glad it’s over.
there’s a dvd too. both are great. i’ve seen the movie 3 or 4 times now and read the book.
we raised $260 in donations tonight for his foundation. he’s helping other autistic children using horses and helping the shamans in mongolia. the shaman who helped him the most in mongolia had a stroke and his foundation’s been paying the hospital bills.
We are drinking good wine and bartering for salmon, halibut and expert computer consult. Nothing takes the smell of dead chickens out of your nose like Free Enterprise. :]
I know my answer to that question can always be found in “It’s a Wonderful Life.” Near the end of the movie, Donna Reed says “Mr. Martini, how about some wine?”
yay! the saga has been fascinatng to follow openhope — from chicks to chickens to freezer. bartering! how cool — esp when you are sick and tired of chickens :)
I am sick and tired of virtual chickens, but, vacuum-sealed, boneless skinless breasts, packages of thighs,drums and the most awesome stock in the freezer…..the desensitizing works, the meat isn’t “chickens” anymore. It’s all good. And tastes amazing.I’m going to cost out what we spent per pound tomorrow. Those numbers won’t reflect the gallons of chicken stock reduction, forgot to log that in. This should be part of the Victory Garden , it’s such an incredible meat source. But, it requires Getting Real. I can’t imagine the average person thinks this is a good path. It’s weird.
You know, I’m thinking of all the people I come across, you would be one I’d bet could do it. If life presented itself in that extreme option.
We’re just practicing for that time. /s/
To much fun! We were fogged in after yoga tonight at 7:30 the bay was not inviting to me…yoga was…still stretching from Saturday race. Doing anything as hard as you can for over 80 minutes with no rest is like winding rubber bands…the insertions and attachments get real snug.
I wanted to pay attention and take part in any discussions, but I am unable to stop watching Gizmo the cat. I think I’ll just say goodnight now and go watch the video until I collapse.
if i had to, well, i would have to. i like the idea of you practicing for that time. being prepared is so important, including having a well stocked pantry… just in case.
And a sweet goodnight to you, too Suz. After I wrote that and watched the video again, my older golden who’s sleeping beside me started a symphony of flatulence. My life is complete. I will now go back to giggling and leave the rest of you to deep thoughts.
Very funny. Thank you for the smiles, Margot. For a few minutes there I was worried about a neurotic / compulsive animal and then it got so cool and obviously a toy to play with.
Ah yes, canine flatulence. It’s killing me. We have pounds of healthy chicken by-product we could feed our dogs. Except we can’t live with them as house dogs when they eat fresh chicken. Damn dogs.
OK, I mean it now. I am taking my ethereal thoughts on dog farts to bed. Where I will have both dogs reminding me that dog flatulence is not a sign of divine intervention, but just really disgusting. Thanks to all for the laughs tonight. I will never downplay the worth of a good laugh.
Suz!
My first thought when I saw “Honeydripper” was the band that Robert Plant was in, ca. late 80′s, but now I see it’s entirely different, and very good stuff.
hey LL — how’s va tonight? looking at the suggestions utube has for similar, i think this was the band that did the music for this movie
Silly mois, I thought the Honeydrippers were a Robert Plant thing…
Hi Suzanne and LoudonLib.
Evening Suz here is a little fun learning didy fun And you Will learn from it… Enjoy.
hey cujo — how’s seattle tonight?
gmta — hey Cujo.
hey nahant — how’s deadwood city tonight?
VA seems to be the land of not-much-going-on lately, which is probably a good thing. Currently laughing at Suze the cat who is on a tear around the house ;-)
yay for suze the cat! token is at his sleepover at the vet’s tonight :( :( :(
Not bad. Got a little gutter cleaning done before it started to rain.
Oh, and hey, how about these spreadsheet skills? Last week, the chart was backwards and the wrong colors.
chillin’ dam we never had any real summer and now fall has fallen… fuck..
Hope he came through his dental procedure with flying colors! When can you bring him home?
nicely done dood. started raining here around 3pm and hasn’t let up — we sure needed a decent rain.
Aw Suz. My best thoughts go out to you and Token.
do check out the link I Do recommend it if ya haven’t seen it yet…
tomorrow afternoon. they do the procedure at 815 and the tech said i may hear from them around 2 or 3 … and that i can always call to see how he’s doing. she laughed when i said i don’t do 8am well, not well at all.
same up here dood. weather is all messed up on the west coast — it was a summer that wasn’t.
hey margot — thanks. gonna be rough sleeping without my little belly warmer tonight.
how’s ohio?
Funny, all the time I was working and I never had to use a spreadsheet. I could program darn near anything, but spreadsheets? They were always a big WTF for me. It usually took less time to write a program to draw a chart.
i won’t be able to play until later tonight nahant. i’ve bookmarked it — looks like fun dood
Oh I hear that — even after all of these years on daywork, I find that I’m still a night owl on my days off and it can be hard to get up early.
I bet you’ll be very glad to get Token back home!
Yes, I’m thinking I could gladly die not having seen doggy dentistry at 8AM.
why are they difficult? (programming know-nothing here)
token gets sent home well medicated
night owl
Just read about this guy today in a WaPo music interview; he’s supposed to be in the Waylon/Willie/Merle mold of country music. Never heard of him before…sounds pretty good:
Jamey Johnson
They’re just complicated, and not at all how I’m used to thinking. A bit like the difference between pitching and being a quarterback. You’re throwing something, but everything else is different.
sweet! Love the Impala too ;-)
nice sound ll — his voice reminds me of someone but i can’t place who
Good heavens, what did they give that child, LSD?
sedation dentistry — dad must have good dental insurance
Well pups I have two cord of Almond being delivered in the early morn so
…. nitey nite pups!! ☺ ☺ ☺
jealous! g’nite nahant
Night, nahant.
gary
More on Jamey Johnson — WaPo link
Third paragraph mentions him smoking weed — gotta love it ;-)
Good grief, there’s a commercial on this second video…
little girl blue
Yeah I know, sorry ’bout that :-( You never know what’ll come up on the youtubes
with willie?
vintage Bob, heard on my XM this afternoon
Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You
It’s pretty weather but locally, the economic situation is terrible. Crime rate going up. Murder rate rising. I have friends who work in a nursing home and their cars were broken into last night, the houses in that area were burgled.
i heard this one today driving to the vet
Ahhh, the joys of doggy dentistry. If you can’t get enough with your pup, I can send a copy of the pics our golden brought home on a CD from his root canal. I kid you not. And good evening!
Best. rock. song. EVER.
crap — no jobs is taking a terrible toll on folks — not just those who are unemployed.
hey sb — how’s santa barbara tonight? a cd? no way — i once got some stills from one of my minor knee surgeries but never a cd
my fav bob
He has a wry storytelling style, that’s for sure.
Hey, you should start a blog …
Oh yeah! You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows ;-)
SB is beautiful these days. Mild and lovely. The doggy root canal is a trippy story, and yes, it’s a packed CD of shots during the surgery. I could not stop laughing that someone would think we’d want such a thing. Don’t even get me started on having to get the root canal in the first place!
Yep — he seems to just not give a flying f*** about anything but playing his music.
I can definitely fill the first few posts with the medical/dental extravaganzas of my golden retrievers!
the pump don’t work ’cause the vandals took the handle
when dogs run free
evening folks.
now that is really sweet music to my ears.
another Bob fave
Boots of Spanish Leather
hey gw — how ya doing tonight?
Hahaha — Bob is just the shit ;-)
hi gw, glad you like :-)
lennon does bob
so does al
John did a pretty good Dylan ;-)
My brush with fame: I have been to the Beatles Museum in Liverpool, and have seen a pair of John’s National Health glasses on display there.
i wanna see dorothy’s ruby slippers at the smithstonian
hilarious!
If you ever come to Dee Cee, let me know! We’ll go there together.
How about her little dog too?
i first heard of al when he did the michael jackson parody
stephanie is a huge weird al fan
hey spocko — how ya doing tonight?
How about some Byrds?
deal!
Lou Rawls
cream
Nice…I don’t think I’ve heard that song before.
nice Margot, thanks!
you left coasties want summer, you can come here. we still got some. in the 90′s.
great night tonight.
i been fixing what all’s broken in the house…earlier today i powerwashed the back patio – when we had 9 inches of rain one day last week all the worms in austin came up on my patio to commit suicide and stick fast to the patio.
bookclub from my neighborhood was here earlier. the author came. what a great dood. and his language matched mine perfectly: “fuck that; that’s bullshit, etc”
the book was The Horse Boy. wonderful true story about the author’s autistic son he took to mongolia to get healed by the reindeer people’s shaman.
we was all drinking quite a bit. someone brought catered mexican food. everyone was happy.
all the wild kingdom in the front flowerbeds looked beeyootifull in their blooming finery.
it’s later Byrds — obscure but a definite fave :-)
sounds like a great day (except for that whole worm part). 9″? wow
evening, firegolds
great pedal steel
hey ppd — how ya doing tonight?
hiya Suzzzz — how’s everything up north?
for real
did you know that Jerry Garcia played the pedal steel on Teach Your Children?
hiya PPD
Okay. I hear you about unemployment. It just mentally is hard to take. So much wasted potential too.
I was reading a bunch of people’s comments. I was remember when there was hope you could do work you liked. Now you can’t even get a job let alone one you like.
I see why people join the military. You have both security and if you are lucky you might die in a war so you don’t have to keep working
that’s so beautiful.
hey LL
He was made for the music video age.
wet and windy. how’s the south south bay?
i did not know that ll… wow
amish even
isn’t it though? And imagine the torment and sentiment in that song that he wrote at such a young age. Amazing to me.
Pension’s pretty good if you retire from the military. For me, it wouldn’t have been worth it, but tastes vary.
Sound like you had a great time, gw! I have to get that book.
Lately I’ve been trying to remind myself of my upcoming pension from being a municipal employee since ’86 — just gotta stick it out for about 2 1/2 more years…glad to have this job though, in these times.
its also a movie
100 is coming up…
99?
100?
Hah — saved you, Suz ;-)
happy 100 ll!!!
There you go- patience is a virtue after all!
We’ve hit Sept-Oct on the bay, Suzzz – best weather of the year.
thanks ll — appreciate it.. snagged the forker last night
thanks Suz and SB ;-)
Evening all. Thank you, Suzanne. I needed some honey dripping.We are free at last. All 21 huge chickens in the freezer or aging. Sold enough to pay for feed but not care or butchering. I think if you do the butchering the way we’ve been doing it you should earn $23 an hour, or fuck it. Free at last!!!!!
Tomorrow we log in weight of meat harvested within this 9 week raising. Tonight was 28 lbs. whole weight. 3 chickens.
I’m so glad it’s over.
on that note better rest on my laurels, and really try to get up early-ish in the AM…thank you Suz and everyone, g’night all!
hey openhope — yay *snoopy happy dance for no more chicken harvesting* how are you celebrating?
g’nite ll
I only have a vague understanding of what you’re describing, but I feel exhausted. Good work.
night LL
nite LL, thanks for the songs!
there’s a dvd too. both are great. i’ve seen the movie 3 or 4 times now and read the book.
we raised $260 in donations tonight for his foundation. he’s helping other autistic children using horses and helping the shamans in mongolia. the shaman who helped him the most in mongolia had a stroke and his foundation’s been paying the hospital bills.
We are drinking good wine and bartering for salmon, halibut and expert computer consult. Nothing takes the smell of dead chickens out of your nose like Free Enterprise. :]
Love those raps when he was in Chicago with the double album wearing knee length scarf walking down the street…Blonde on Blonde?
I know my answer to that question can always be found in “It’s a Wonderful Life.” Near the end of the movie, Donna Reed says “Mr. Martini, how about some wine?”
watcha drinkin’ tonight, girl?
yay! the saga has been fascinatng to follow openhope — from chicks to chickens to freezer. bartering! how cool — esp when you are sick and tired of chickens :)
hey bb — how’s your bay tonight?
gnite, ll. sleep tight.
a double latte with fancy foam please gw
Funny dachsund video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0zgM0aoOZdw
ohmystars — that’s so funny margot
i aim’s to please.
bob had some great songs — this is one of them
awwww *gently sipping so it stays pretty* perfect, thanks gw
that’s hysterical.
gizmo
I am sick and tired of virtual chickens, but, vacuum-sealed, boneless skinless breasts, packages of thighs,drums and the most awesome stock in the freezer…..the desensitizing works, the meat isn’t “chickens” anymore. It’s all good. And tastes amazing.I’m going to cost out what we spent per pound tomorrow. Those numbers won’t reflect the gallons of chicken stock reduction, forgot to log that in. This should be part of the Victory Garden , it’s such an incredible meat source. But, it requires Getting Real. I can’t imagine the average person thinks this is a good path. It’s weird.
ya gotta be thinking that ya did a good job when ya look at your larder. i could not do it but i certainly admire you for being able to do so.
As Jackie Gleason would have said…”How sweet it is”.
tiredness catching up with me. goodnight and keep the home fires burnin.
g’nite gw
You know, I’m thinking of all the people I come across, you would be one I’d bet could do it. If life presented itself in that extreme option.
We’re just practicing for that time. /s/
To much fun! We were fogged in after yoga tonight at 7:30 the bay was not inviting to me…yoga was…still stretching from Saturday race. Doing anything as hard as you can for over 80 minutes with no rest is like winding rubber bands…the insertions and attachments get real snug.
I wanted to pay attention and take part in any discussions, but I am unable to stop watching Gizmo the cat. I think I’ll just say goodnight now and go watch the video until I collapse.
if i had to, well, i would have to. i like the idea of you practicing for that time. being prepared is so important, including having a well stocked pantry… just in case.
after that race ya need some down time. bet you are still smiling tho — racing for a good cause :)
glad you enjoyed gizmo sb. g’nite
guess i should head off myself. am looking forward to picking up token from the vet tomorrow afternoon. i sure miss the little guy.
thank you for letting me hang out with ya tonight. g’nite all
Gizmo and the Dachshund were a tough act to follow just to repetitivie por moi
Good night ladies and gents happy trails
And a sweet goodnight to you, too Suz. After I wrote that and watched the video again, my older golden who’s sleeping beside me started a symphony of flatulence. My life is complete. I will now go back to giggling and leave the rest of you to deep thoughts.
Very funny. Thank you for the smiles, Margot. For a few minutes there I was worried about a neurotic / compulsive animal and then it got so cool and obviously a toy to play with.
Sweet dreams, bigbrother.
Ah yes, canine flatulence. It’s killing me. We have pounds of healthy chicken by-product we could feed our dogs. Except we can’t live with them as house dogs when they eat fresh chicken. Damn dogs.
This describes why there must be a creator. Without someone to laugh at these situations, how can it all make sense?
Looking at my reply, I’m pretty sure the sentiment works for Christine O’Donnell, too. LOOK! I made it all come around to a deep thought.
Dood, I’m an atheist. Dog farts just are………………………
LOL!!!!!!!
OK, I mean it now. I am taking my ethereal thoughts on dog farts to bed. Where I will have both dogs reminding me that dog flatulence is not a sign of divine intervention, but just really disgusting. Thanks to all for the laughs tonight. I will never downplay the worth of a good laugh.
Peace.
Oh, fuck. Did I get Booby prize for last comment.?. Someone please answer.