I think I still have that album.I saw these guys in concert in dayton ohio in the early 70’s. they were really good. two of earl’s sons were in the group—randy and gary, chris’s father.
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OK, I know what's for supper tonight at my house. We are blessed to have some world class Spanish Restaurants in the area and they are always worth the visit. This is one of my favorite Spanish dishes.Good morning from ATX. Currently 68°F and partly cloudy in the Capital City. Our high today could reach 84°F with possible drizzle.
Woke up early and later watched the movie, Everest, about the tragic 1996 Mount Everest climbing disaster. Really good. Awesome photography, although mostly shot in Italy and Iceland.
Gonna work chores later. May watch some college basketball this afternoon.
Wishing happiness and health for all our fellow D-League members.
Over the years when I tell people I enjoy Spanish meals some have told me they like Mexican too. There is a huge difference in Mexican and Spanish cooking. Huge
Wasn't one of the guys on that expedition...doctor who lost his fingers or feet (can't remember)....from down your way? Or somewhere in Texas?
I have a question for Kentuckians in the know. I am a country sausage addict and for many years my sausage of choice was Purnell's. On my trips to Kentucky I would load up on it and enjoy it down here on a regular basis.
Recently our local Publix Stores started carrying it and of course I was thrilled knowing I could buy it fresh off the shelf and not have to freeze it. But something is different. It does not taste like it once tasted. So has Purnell's changed their formula? Or is it just me. Something is different.
Recently our local Publix Stores started carrying it and of course I was thrilled knowing I could buy it fresh off the shelf and not have to freeze it. But something is different. It does not taste like it once tasted. So has Purnell's changed their formula? Or is it just me. Something is different.
See where Howard Schnellenberger died. Was 87. No announcement yet of the cause, other than he had been in declining health. Article mentioned where he had a subdural hematoma from a fall last year that required a hospital stay.
My son had one when he was little. Was the day before he was to start 2nd grade (maybe 3rd) and was riding his bike with some other kids. Was trailing a rope or string behind his bike...got tangled up in the spokes and he flipped over hitting his head on the street. His mom called me at the office so I went home in a rush...and he seemed fine other than a sore head. But being a mom, she was afraid he was hurt bad and took him to the emergency room. They looked him over..took x-rays..said he was fine and released him. She pitched a fit with them (mother's intuition) and tried to get them to keep him overnight but they wouldn't. He still seemed fine. My car was in the shop so she took me to the office the next morning and then was going to go to her moms...on the other side of town. But for whatever reason she decided to go home and get something...and the phone was ringing when she opened the door. Was the hospital wanting her to bring him back. At shift change a new doctor looked at the x-ray and didn't like what he saw. My son had a skull fracture right at/close to natural break of the skull. But, there MRI was broken and they couldn't be sure until about 4 in the afternoon when it was fixed. Then they knew for sure...I was going to the hospital from the office...and they were paging a neurosurgeon who had just finished an operation and was going home. By the time they wheeled him into the OR he was going into a coma.
Close call. A lot of things had to fall in line ..... and/or God was looking over him. But he was fine after the operation and had to spend 3 or 4 days in the hospital. Had a hole in his skull for a month or so for any swelling of the brain and operation to subside, then we took him back in to where the doctor mixed up some type material (didn't use steel plate) to close up the hole.
My son had one when he was little. Was the day before he was to start 2nd grade (maybe 3rd) and was riding his bike with some other kids. Was trailing a rope or string behind his bike...got tangled up in the spokes and he flipped over hitting his head on the street. His mom called me at the office so I went home in a rush...and he seemed fine other than a sore head. But being a mom, she was afraid he was hurt bad and took him to the emergency room. They looked him over..took x-rays..said he was fine and released him. She pitched a fit with them (mother's intuition) and tried to get them to keep him overnight but they wouldn't. He still seemed fine. My car was in the shop so she took me to the office the next morning and then was going to go to her moms...on the other side of town. But for whatever reason she decided to go home and get something...and the phone was ringing when she opened the door. Was the hospital wanting her to bring him back. At shift change a new doctor looked at the x-ray and didn't like what he saw. My son had a skull fracture right at/close to natural break of the skull. But, there MRI was broken and they couldn't be sure until about 4 in the afternoon when it was fixed. Then they knew for sure...I was going to the hospital from the office...and they were paging a neurosurgeon who had just finished an operation and was going home. By the time they wheeled him into the OR he was going into a coma.
Close call. A lot of things had to fall in line ..... and/or God was looking over him. But he was fine after the operation and had to spend 3 or 4 days in the hospital. Had a hole in his skull for a month or so for any swelling of the brain and operation to subside, then we took him back in to where the doctor mixed up some type material (didn't use steel plate) to close up the hole.
It is a cloudy 52.5°F here and a light sprinkle that has not registered on the gauge yet. We had thunder earlier but it has stopped. Possible tornado warnings later on in the day.
Yesterday I got the yard mowed for the first time. I waited too long as it was really tall.
On UK basketball next year Cal has a challenge on his hands for sure and I believe he has a challenge to get back on the good side of a big chunk of the fan base. A couple of those pressers early in the year were simply not called for.
Yesterday I got the yard mowed for the first time. I waited too long as it was really tall.
On UK basketball next year Cal has a challenge on his hands for sure and I believe he has a challenge to get back on the good side of a big chunk of the fan base. A couple of those pressers early in the year were simply not called for.
I know we have readers on D-League. Any fans of F. Scott Fitzgerald - the Great Gatsby, Tender is The Night, etc.?
I ask because he and his crazy wife Zelda are buried about three miles from my house. I was over that way just now getting a tire fixed, of all things, and as I often do, stopped into the little St. Mary's churchyard to have a look. He's still there.
On the tombstone is the famous last passage from Gatsby: "So We Beat On, Boats Against the Current, Borne Back Ceaselesly Into The Past."
The man had a tragic life, but he knew his way around a sentence.
I ask because he and his crazy wife Zelda are buried about three miles from my house. I was over that way just now getting a tire fixed, of all things, and as I often do, stopped into the little St. Mary's churchyard to have a look. He's still there.
On the tombstone is the famous last passage from Gatsby: "So We Beat On, Boats Against the Current, Borne Back Ceaselesly Into The Past."
The man had a tragic life, but he knew his way around a sentence.
I saw these guys in concert in dayton ohio in the early 70’s. they were really good. two of earl’s sons were in the group—randy and gary, chris’s father.
I saw them at UK in 1970-71. They were fronting the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band.
His life was tragic, but I guess that is the life some writers must live to create.
Newgrass! That stuff helped a weekend weirdo like me. I spent most of the 70s chasing rare birds and music taste was more Michael Dinner and Marshall Tucker.I saw these guys in concert in dayton ohio in the early 70’s. they were really good. two of earl’s sons were in the group—randy and gary, chris’s father.
I hear ya, I couldn't survive long without the magic of human expression.
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Good morning folks! I am on the couch now and I will be here when the sun goes down. I had a full week and now I'm going to rest.
Ok, maybe later I'll go out and air up two tires on the mower. But I'm not going to mow!!!
First I heard about Cal to Texas was on the radio yesterday afternoon as I pulled into my driveway. I just laughed. Reminded me of the joke about a wino who found a genie in a bottle. Genie offered him two wishes. Wino didn't know what to ask for so the genie suggested a never ending bottle of wine that would magically refill each time it was drank.
The wino turned up the bottle and gulped it all down with haste. Zippity doo dah! The bottle was full again. Genie asks him what he wants for his second wish and the wino says "are you kidding me, I'll have another one of these"!
If you got what you want, don't ask for more.
Ok, maybe later I'll go out and air up two tires on the mower. But I'm not going to mow!!!
First I heard about Cal to Texas was on the radio yesterday afternoon as I pulled into my driveway. I just laughed. Reminded me of the joke about a wino who found a genie in a bottle. Genie offered him two wishes. Wino didn't know what to ask for so the genie suggested a never ending bottle of wine that would magically refill each time it was drank.
The wino turned up the bottle and gulped it all down with haste. Zippity doo dah! The bottle was full again. Genie asks him what he wants for his second wish and the wino says "are you kidding me, I'll have another one of these"!
If you got what you want, don't ask for more.
It's funny, I was going to ask a question about sausage this morning too!!! I have run out of fresh homemade sausage, my best friend says Kountry Boy is the best he has ever bought. What does the D buy when you have to get store bought?I have a question for Kentuckians in the know. I am a country sausage addict and for many years my sausage of choice was Purnell's. On my trips to Kentucky I would load up on it and enjoy it down here on a regular basis.
Recently our local Publix Stores started carrying it and of course I was thrilled knowing I could buy it fresh off the shelf and not have to freeze it. But something is different. It does not taste like it once tasted. So has Purnell's changed their formula? Or is it just me. Something is different.
For the most part I make my own sausage. I buy Italian sausage if I need it for something I'm cooking. In that case it's Tennessee Pride or Purnell's.
Well it is official America is lost with no hope to return to a civilized nation. When you are offended by classic cars, that is the end. To my ears they can't make enough noise. I am a "Toxic Masculine Male" because I love classic cars and do not want to be cured.
The lunacy is everywhere. We left the door open.Well it is official America is lost with no hope to return to a civilized nation. When you are offended by classic cars, that is the end. To my ears they can't make enough noise. I am a "Toxic Masculine Male" because I love classic cars and do not want to be cured.
Pathologist Beck Weathers. He's 75 years-young and still lives in DFW area. Right arm, 4 fingers and thumb on left hand, and parts of nose and both feet amputated as a result of the accident. Practiced medicine for many years thereafter.
Just read where homeless camps in Louisville will no longer be cleared but cleaned. Surely they can come up with a better solution for this problem. My God this city is falling apart. If it weren't for my elderly parents and in-laws we'd probably leave. A year ago I would never have said that.Well it is official America is lost with no hope to return to a civilized nation. When you are offended by classic cars, that is the end. To my ears they can't make enough noise. I am a "Toxic Masculine Male" because I love classic cars and do not want to be cured.
The Great Gatsby is the only FSF I've read and that was a long time ago. My whack-o girlfriend at the time was a big fan. Probably should read others.
That's makes me cringe just thinking about it.
I don’t have that one but i’ve got their first one somewhere in a record chest in my basement.
True story, before my BIL Steve Vincent passed, one of his last requests was that he be buried in his black leather jacket wearing a white t-shirt. He specifically said, "Don't let them bury me a pussy." His second was that his nephew pull his jacked up PU to the door of his deep country Edmonson county home and rev that puppy up. Those straight pipes were loud. The big truck saluted again as he was carried from the funeral home to the hearse. That day I met a thousand cousins.
Great story.True story, before my BIL Steve Vincent passed, one of his last requests was that he be buried in his black leather jacket wearing a white t-shirt. He specifically said, "Don't let them bury me a pussy." His second was that his nephew pull his jacked up PU to the door of his deep country Edmonson county home and rev that puppy up. Those straight pipes were loud. The big truck saluted again as he was carried from the funeral home to the hearse. That day I met a thousand cousins.
Well it is official America is lost with no hope to return to a civilized nation. When you are offended by classic cars, that is the end. To my ears they can't make enough noise. I am a "Toxic Masculine Male" because I love classic cars and do not want to be cured.
Haha, yesterday I went into a little store to buy a cheap paint brush and when I came out the guy parked next to me in some kind of little Japanese car revved his motor a few times before he could take off. He had one of those coffee can exhaust tips on there that make that NOISE that we all hate. I took the opportunity to let him hear what a 5.7 liter hemi with straight pipe dual exhaust sounds like when he got behind me. He revved it up again and peeled out for about 2 feet. I think it was to escape the thunderous cacophony.True story, before my BIL Steve Vincent passed, one of his last requests was that he be buried in his black leather jacket wearing a white t-shirt. He specifically said, "Don't let them bury me a pussy." His second was that his nephew pull his jacked up PU to the door of his deep country Edmonson county home and rev that puppy up. Those straight pipes were loud. The big truck saluted again as he was carried from the funeral home to the hearse. That day I met a thousand cousins.
Now that we’re into the Sweet 16 you can make a little better assessment of these teams.
And I think the Cats’ team last year would beat either of these teams in the first game, Oregon State - Loyola CHICAGO - easily.
I’ll always believe that team had a deep run in them.
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And I think the Cats’ team last year would beat either of these teams in the first game, Oregon State - Loyola CHICAGO - easily.
I’ll always believe that team had a deep run in them.
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I love Marshall Tucker. Blues are the constant.
I love county, gospel, rock & roll, bluegrass and blues. I don't love Jazz, but sometimes it is wonderful.
I am totally screwed up. I love music.
You have a wonderful recipe. Pork shoulder and Leggs number 10. I have found nothing much better.
I may come to your house and steal a bunch of culture! Beware.
Good afternoon D, nothing going on, got a good 1.2 mile walk in with Mrs. M this morning. Waiting for the storms to head thru later!
I delivered a Thin Red Line to a family whose DAD had passed away, been friends with them for as long as I can remember!. I also got orders yesterday for 3 US ARMY STARS, one is already made, just have to add a cross to it!!!!
I was reading about albums, I have one left, it's the Beatles White one, still has the pictures in it, gave the rest to my granddaughter. She will end up with this one too!!!
I hope the D, has a great rest of the Day and Prayers!!!!
I delivered a Thin Red Line to a family whose DAD had passed away, been friends with them for as long as I can remember!. I also got orders yesterday for 3 US ARMY STARS, one is already made, just have to add a cross to it!!!!
I was reading about albums, I have one left, it's the Beatles White one, still has the pictures in it, gave the rest to my granddaughter. She will end up with this one too!!!
I hope the D, has a great rest of the Day and Prayers!!!!
Grabbed Zaxby's take-out for lunch. Got rear-ended at the window while waiting in drive-thru lane. Driver then backs up into the car behind mine. Employees asked if I'm okay. Yep. Climbed out and checked. No damage. Thank heavens for federally-mandated bumpers. Driver asked if I wanted his insurance card. Nah, it's all good. I've not told the wife. She'd get pissed.
I love Edmonson county. We boys from there are from the America where men were men, and sheep ran scared!True story, before my BIL Steve Vincent passed, one of his last requests was that he be buried in his black leather jacket wearing a white t-shirt. He specifically said, "Don't let them bury me a pussy." His second was that his nephew pull his jacked up PU to the door of his deep country Edmonson county home and rev that puppy up. Those straight pipes were loud. The big truck saluted again as he was carried from the funeral home to the hearse. That day I met a thousand cousins.
I have every record album I bought in my lifetime and most are in like new mint condition. When cassettes came into being I would play the album one time, tape it and put it up. I have 100's like that.
Recently I decided to downsize and get rid of many items I saved for years. My vinyls and .45's are going on Ebay and I will see how that goes. My taste were Johnny Cash, classic country (George Jones, Waylon, Hank and others) and Bluegrass. Tons of Bluegrass. Music has always been a huge part of our family.
My parents had a tremendous gospel music collection that my dad gave me a few years before he died. It consists of the Old Quartet gospel music sung by the Florida Boys, Blackwood Brothers, The Statesmen, J.D. Summer and the Stamps, etc. An era long gone.
- Good Afternoon, D-Leagueanites and Lurkers.
- Reading, Likes caught up.
- You will get about a million.
- Watched 1992 Quarter Final with Cawood calling, Damn........he was good.
- Whitetails are on strike.
- Enjoying that new poster, Bert31. He's fun!
- Got the second shot yesterday. Minor sore right arm.
- Nothing happening here,
- You know what to do.
- As you were.
- Carry on.
One wonderful person. I love the worthless dude.
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Speaking of the Florida Boys, my grandmother would watch Gospel Singing Jubilee every Sunday. Les Beasley was a pioneer in Gospel music.
One girl that I graduated high school with married one of those "Florida Boy". She was good looking.
They were my grandmother's favorite group. She didn't mind you making noise, except when Gospel Singing Jubilee was on, and then you better be quiet.
When my dad passed away he requested one of their songs be sung at his funeral. When They Ring Those Golden Bells. Dad called me in by his side shortly before he died and gave me a list of song to be sung and this was on the list. He had it all planned out.
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