Too much light and too much laziness on my part. A timer would probably help. Thanks for your kind offer.
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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"
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Too much light and too much laziness on my part. A timer would probably help. Thanks for your kind offer.
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There is / was a koi store a couple blocks north of city hall in Philadelphia. You smell the place before you see the place.
What I can attest to is the finest salmon I ever sampled is up yonder in the Pacific Northwest. I imagine the Alaskan salmon is every bit as good. Which presents a practical problem.
The finest bagels known to humankind are made in New York. (I'm sure purists may rightfully claim Queens for a truly proper bagel.) And the finest salmon comes from Alaska and the Pacific Northwest. And never the twain shall truly meet. Doesn't feel all that long ago bagels and lox were considered ethnic food? Ah but there is a breakfast of champions! Fresh bagel, just a schmear of cream cheese, tomato, onion and nova lox.
That's a big step up from the "Jersey breakfast", offered at every whistle stop between 30th Street Station in Philly to on up to Newark. That's an egg, cheese and slice of pork roll on a kaiser bun. That's not to say it isn't good. It is. But it ain't a New York bagel and lox.
Both seem a step up from my basic breakfast in Germany: a brötchen (literally: "little bread"), a pat of butter, a bit of cheese, and a hard boiled egg. And yet, a surprisingly good breakfast. Certainly feel a lot better (physically, and, actually, emotionally) having that for breakfast than that eggs, hash browns, toast and chicken fried steak at Denny's.
All that talk of breakfast makes me hungry for, um, breakfast. Looks to me this morning like half a pumpernickel bagel and that'll keep me set through late afternoon.
Whole lot of words in a row there, hopefully this will be easier to digest here on Blues Monday
What I can attest to is the finest salmon I ever sampled is up yonder in the Pacific Northwest. I imagine the Alaskan salmon is every bit as good. Which presents a practical problem.
The finest bagels known to humankind are made in New York. (I'm sure purists may rightfully claim Queens for a truly proper bagel.) And the finest salmon comes from Alaska and the Pacific Northwest. And never the twain shall truly meet. Doesn't feel all that long ago bagels and lox were considered ethnic food? Ah but there is a breakfast of champions! Fresh bagel, just a schmear of cream cheese, tomato, onion and nova lox.
That's a big step up from the "Jersey breakfast", offered at every whistle stop between 30th Street Station in Philly to on up to Newark. That's an egg, cheese and slice of pork roll on a kaiser bun. That's not to say it isn't good. It is. But it ain't a New York bagel and lox.
Both seem a step up from my basic breakfast in Germany: a brötchen (literally: "little bread"), a pat of butter, a bit of cheese, and a hard boiled egg. And yet, a surprisingly good breakfast. Certainly feel a lot better (physically, and, actually, emotionally) having that for breakfast than that eggs, hash browns, toast and chicken fried steak at Denny's.
All that talk of breakfast makes me hungry for, um, breakfast. Looks to me this morning like half a pumpernickel bagel and that'll keep me set through late afternoon.
Whole lot of words in a row there, hopefully this will be easier to digest here on Blues Monday
Carl always looked old. He and his brothers could knock out the hits.
Interesting Jazzmaster guitar. He played some Fender instruments but often was seen with a Gibson.
Interesting Jazzmaster guitar. He played some Fender instruments but often was seen with a Gibson.
Looks like a marketing ploy to address a problem that doesn’t exist. Besides, the font to too happy for a weighted day. Maybe it would fly at the blueberry marketing board.
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Jeez...I thought Monday blues was the jeans I put on this morning. But then, I'm a retired white dude in the North...cant have the blues nohow.
(Simple walking bass)
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"Well, I woke up this mornin
E.............A....................E
Saw my Beamer was gone.
B7.........................A
Felt so low down broke up,
E................B7.............E
Threw my OJ on the lawn."
(Simple walking bass)
E................................A
"Well, I woke up this mornin
E.............A....................E
Saw my Beamer was gone.
B7.........................A
Felt so low down broke up,
E................B7.............E
Threw my OJ on the lawn."
More I-am-a-GOF bonafides.
I was talking to an old pal, a monster musician, yesterday. He had discovered a, for lack of a better word, documentary on a rock festival we played at as kids in June, 1970. (We are mentioned somewhere in there as an 'up-and-coming regional band'; we were a 10 piece soul and blues revue, if skinny white kids can lay claim to that sort of thing.) It turned out to be a baby Altamont; as we were playing early on a Sunday morning, some bikies shot someone. I wouldn't recommend doing this, but it's interesting to have it on my CV.
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I was talking to an old pal, a monster musician, yesterday. He had discovered a, for lack of a better word, documentary on a rock festival we played at as kids in June, 1970. (We are mentioned somewhere in there as an 'up-and-coming regional band'; we were a 10 piece soul and blues revue, if skinny white kids can lay claim to that sort of thing.) It turned out to be a baby Altamont; as we were playing early on a Sunday morning, some bikies shot someone. I wouldn't recommend doing this, but it's interesting to have it on my CV.
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Woke up in a blue haze
Wondered what day it was
Went outside
Realized, I forgot to get dressed
I shouted, don’t look!
But it was way too late.
I got the old people blues.
Yes, I gots the old peoples blues.
Those kids on my lawn
They have phones in hand.
They like to share.
This isn’t Woodstock, they say
Now they’re coming
To take me away.
I got the old people blues.
Yes, I gots the old peoples blues.
Wondered what day it was
Went outside
Realized, I forgot to get dressed
I shouted, don’t look!
But it was way too late.
I got the old people blues.
Yes, I gots the old peoples blues.
Those kids on my lawn
They have phones in hand.
They like to share.
This isn’t Woodstock, they say
Now they’re coming
To take me away.
I got the old people blues.
Yes, I gots the old peoples blues.
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Where, oh where, did the time go?
"Cause It was just right here
I got a little money
But you know, I can't buy it back
Drips like a faucet, life runs, just like it
I got the old people blues.
Yes, I gots the old peoples blues
"Cause It was just right here
I got a little money
But you know, I can't buy it back
Drips like a faucet, life runs, just like it
I got the old people blues.
Yes, I gots the old peoples blues
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Good memories there. A lot of kids today don’t play. It’s a lot more fun being in a band playing out than staying in the basement playing computer games.
I love fish. Today I had smoked sockeye salmon.
Ever tried deep fried guppy?
Dear Universe,
If we send you Justin Bieber, and Insane Clown Posse, will you send John Lee Hooker back to us?!
Please??!!
If we send you Justin Bieber, and Insane Clown Posse, will you send John Lee Hooker back to us?!
Please??!!
Swallowing goldfish was a fad, or was it. Sushi lives on.
Live minnows with a peppermint schnapps chaser is not unheard of in Wisconsin.
You don’t like peppermint schnapps?
Nah. Too "fishy".
There's a small seafood processing plant that makes small batches of cold smoked lox salmon then sends it by air to NY City. I imagine a pretty penny to buy it. We Natives made lox for generations just called it--- well-- cold smoked salmon...
There's a small seafood processing plant that makes small batches of cold smoked lox salmon then sends it by air to NY City. I imagine a pretty penny to buy it. We Natives made lox for generations just called it--- well-- cold smoked salmon...
Ya, but how much does a fresh bagel air lifted daily from NYC cost in Sitka?
We can get various food items from NYC, they have online stores. Sadly, what will be lost will be that warm yeasty scent the bagels give off when fresh. They say there's something about the water east of the Rockies that make NYC bagels very tasty. At least that's what they said in 'Scent of a Woman....'
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