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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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Tw'ren't a memory. When that pancake morning happened it was already crystal clear in our relationship that pancakes means war. Completely up front with any who are close to me that certain things are fully off limits under all circumstances - painting, waffles .... Blueberry pancakes intentionally served means This Is Over. Which of course already happened on the inside, it's just the outside making it clear.

Any who reckon on me painting learn that when I say no I mean No, and this is non-negotiable. :thumbsup: On the other hand, the kitchen is is very good order. Seriously knock yer socks off with spring asparagus risotto.

Some live to eat. I eat to live. :)
 
Some live to eat. I eat to live. :)

Social events that involve the temptation of food can be difficult if you are trying to watch how you eat.

When a friend was younger, they hated being overweight and constantly battled it. They lost the weight in university and managed to stave it off for many years.

Then they moved to a new town. People at work socialized by going to all you can eat restaurants multiple times a week. Part of their job as an accountant was to participate in fund raising events, more social food.

They just wanted to fit in to the culture at work but wound up gaining a lot of weight. As you said, better to eat to live if you can.
 
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What I find is most food at most restaurants is (up-front sorry about going woo-woo on you) vibrationally off-limits for my body. And actually need to eat very little. My BMI is excellent. And just minutes ago my PCP's office called to cancel Friday's appointment. She's on maternity leave, care to reschedule with Dr. (Who?). And took the appointment at 14:00 on the 22nd, which means I see her on at 2 on 22. Good with that.

Leaving the house shortly for another doctor's appointment, and meeting a friend immediately after. She's bringing a massage table.

The most amazing body worker I ever met is a farmer named Joe. We take a ride of about 2 km from his house to a trailer up where he pastures his cows. The five of them have to inspect me first, they want to know who Joe's friend is. Joe does deep tissue work. I actually took training in myofascial release as a lay person. Did the whole seminar with John Barnes. It's not something I do, it's something I can do but really don't.

All of which, oddly, is connected to those blueberry pancakes that morning in Oakland.
 
Oddly enough, I have very weak wrists and if I try to paint for any length of time I end up in excruciating pain. Why I can stand for hours with a bass guitar under those same hands is a mystery for the ages. I actually love to paint and would do it more if I could.
Different hand positions and pressures. I have the same problem painting.
 
Does he do bathrooms? :hyper:

If he can paint Geddy, he must be able to paint a bathroom.


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Will work for pizza and beer! :laugh:

The local redneck sushi joint just asked my Friday night jam crew to come play there instead one Friday. I think they've more or less gotten out of the sushi biz now though. But still, who doesn't love bacon kimchi fried rice?
 
Well I have a special announcement to make that I'm too embarrassed to share with anyone but you GOF's. I got new partial uppers and lowers. I'm missing just enough teeth that they made me a set. These are not your mother's partials! They are amazing! They're very light but strong. The teeth look very real and the fit was done by a 3D computer modeling. It measured in millimeters and had a perfect picture of all the positions of where my teeth were and where the partials should be. Also the kind Dr. gave me a lightening kit. My teeth have grown a bit tan from years of office coffee drinking.

Going to the dentist now is nothing like going to the Public Health Service dentist 50 years ago. I remember one dentist slapping my head for flinching. They somehow felt entitled to be mean because we Natives were getting "free" dental care. It was because my parents were so da(mn) poor when we were young. Nevertheless fast forward 50 years. This PHS clinic is staffed by a bunch of young ladies that have the kindest hearts and such a tender touch when dealing with teeth. I'm so relieved-- please excuse the silliness but now I can eat corn and steak easier and not use my front teeth only for chewing.

It's astounding the computerized equipment they use in the dental clinic now. I saw a 3D rendering of my partials before they were even made! When they came in the dentist used hot air on them to make them pliable and they fit like they had always been there. The flesh colored material is so light and fits so tight. It's a small pleasure that no one but you GOF's, my wife, and the dentists know about! Sorry for the rant! /end rant. :D
 
The local redneck sushi joint just asked my Friday night jam crew to come play there instead one Friday. I think they've more or less gotten out of the sushi biz now though. But still, who doesn't love bacon kimchi fried rice?

Bacon kimchi fried rice!

/faint
 
Well I have a special announcement to make that I'm too embarrassed to share with anyone but you GOF's. I got new partial uppers and lowers. I'm missing just enough teeth that they made me a set. These are not your mother's partials! They are amazing! They're very light but strong. The teeth look very real and the fit was done by a 3D computer modeling. It measured in millimeters and had a perfect picture of all the positions of where my teeth were and where the partials should be. Also the kind Dr. gave me a lightening kit. My teeth have grown a bit tan from years of office coffee drinking.

Going to the dentist now is nothing like going to the Public Health Service dentist 50 years ago. I remember one dentist slapping my head for flinching. They somehow felt entitled to be mean because we Natives were getting "free" dental care. It was because my parents were so da(mn) poor when we were young. Nevertheless fast forward 50 years. This PHS clinic is staffed by a bunch of young ladies that have the kindest hearts and such a tender touch when dealing with teeth. I'm so relieved-- please excuse the silliness but now I can eat corn and steak easier and not use my front teeth only for chewing.

It's astounding the computerized equipment they use in the dental clinic now. I saw a 3D rendering of my partials before they were even made! When they came in the dentist used hot air on them to make them pliable and they fit like they had always been there. The flesh colored material is so light and fits so tight. It's a small pleasure that no one but you GOF's, my wife, and the dentists know about! Sorry for the rant! /end rant. :D

Congratulations! I got a crown a few months ago and it amazed me the changes in technology since I had my last crown done back in the 90's. Wear that new smile with pride!
 
Well I have a special announcement to make that I'm too embarrassed to share with anyone but you GOF's. I got new partial uppers and lowers. I'm missing just enough teeth that they made me a set. These are not your mother's partials! They are amazing! They're very light but strong. The teeth look very real and the fit was done by a 3D computer modeling. It measured in millimeters and had a perfect picture of all the positions of where my teeth were and where the partials should be. Also the kind Dr. gave me a lightening kit. My teeth have grown a bit tan from years of office coffee drinking.

Going to the dentist now is nothing like going to the Public Health Service dentist 50 years ago. I remember one dentist slapping my head for flinching. They somehow felt entitled to be mean because we Natives were getting "free" dental care. It was because my parents were so da(mn) poor when we were young. Nevertheless fast forward 50 years. This PHS clinic is staffed by a bunch of young ladies that have the kindest hearts and such a tender touch when dealing with teeth. I'm so relieved-- please excuse the silliness but now I can eat corn and steak easier and not use my front teeth only for chewing.

It's astounding the computerized equipment they use in the dental clinic now. I saw a 3D rendering of my partials before they were even made! When they came in the dentist used hot air on them to make them pliable and they fit like they had always been there. The flesh colored material is so light and fits so tight. It's a small pleasure that no one but you GOF's, my wife, and the dentists know about! Sorry for the rant! /end rant. :D

I believe anyone "of our shared experience" holds very different memories of dentists than the dentists here in the future. My childhood dentist was in his upper 70s when he filled those cavities. His nurse seemed just about as old to me ...
 
Bacon kimchi fried rice!

/faint

It's what happens when you let a 20-something Korean-American from Seattle loose as manager in an old loggers' haunt in the sticks. At the second open mic I played there she asked me to play some Acid Metal. I may or may not have responded a little too gleefully...considering it was ostensibly an acoustic thang.
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