Bistro Bijou

[Angeline]

You people are frightening me. I'm wearing shorts and a short-sleeve sweatsirt. And sandals. I just went outside, and found it chilly, but okay. If I had socks and shoes on, I'd be fine outside for a walk or bike ride or something. (Note: I wore shirts and no jacket on a trip to Connecticut recently, and it was 27F outside. My cold tolerance is a little wierd)

The temperatures you're talking about blow my mind. Come South, we are just fine poets down here. It's positively balmy in the lovely commonwealth of Virginia compared to where you folks are.

NOTE: None of this was said to brag or anything. It is pure sympathy. Yeowch. I would not be able to deal with those sorts of temperatures.

We're trying! If all goes according to plan, we'll be heading to North Carolina to live this summer. We just need to get a few more things settled and then we are so there.

 

[Homburg]

We're trying! If all goes according to plan, we'll be heading to North Carolina to live this summer. We just need to get a few more things settled and then we are so there.

That's awesome. I love North Carolina =)

I travel down to the Outer Banks on business frequently, and it is gorgeous there. I've lived in Fayetteville, Raleigh, and I spent many of the summers of my youth on the family's farm in the Asheville area of the western portion of the state. Absolutely lovely there too, though a bit more chilly in the winter. Still nothing compared to what you're dealing with now.

I wish you luck in your move!

 

[Angeline]

That's awesome. I love North Carolina =)

I travel down to the Outer Banks on business frequently, and it is gorgeous there. I've lived in Fayetteville, Raleigh, and I spent many of the summers of my youth on the family's farm in the Asheville area of the western portion of the state. Absolutely lovely there too, though a bit more chilly in the winter. Still nothing compared to what you're dealing with now.

I wish you luck in your move!

That's where we're headed--Asheville. Can't wait!

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I've heard Asheville is to NC as Austin is to Texas.

We warmed up for a day or two - it's ever so Kansan around here, 50 degrees with a mad southwest wind (this particular wind has such a distinct personality that the people we stole the area from originally named themselves - and later the whole State - after it.)

It's blowing a front toward us tho, so we'll have snow again by thursday.

I was playing in my essential oils two nights ago and one bottle with a stuck lid actually broke in my hand and cut pretty deep. The EMT hubby is keeping an eye on it - if I behave myself today I won't have to go get stitches from the man with the bone through his nose. So more left handed typing. argh. and yes, it's THAT finger so any healing energy anybody wants to send will be extra good for my state of mind...

It's so balmy today I'm declaring reggae day at the bistro. I friggin love this particular cut. It's hilarious.
I won't elucidate what's on the menu. I think we can all figure that out.

Here's a beautiful one - bonus Mick Jagger! This is my kind of gospel.

And one more inspirational piece. Everybody sing.

Champie, my god. Stay warm, darlin'. Here. This'll help.

bj

 

[unpredictablebijou]

bistro blurt:

remec's latest in the 5 senses challenge is HAWT.

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

We did a coach tour of the area a few years ago plus the Rocky Mountaineer .. great timing for our visit though we landed in Vancouver on 9/11 dreadful dreadful day and we had to stay on the plane for 3 hours anoither 3 getting through customs and our tour went without us leaving us stranded in a strange country! I just cried and wanted to go home ... but the company came up trumps got us a bed for the night when other people were sleeping on mattresses in church halls and told us to get on the Greyhound as all planes were grounded and we finally caught the tour up the following evening

 

[unpredictablebijou]

We did a coach tour of the area a few years ago plus the Rocky Mountaineer .. great timing for our visit though we landed in Vancouver on 9/11 dreadful dreadful day and we had to stay on the plane for 3 hours anoither 3 getting through customs and our tour went without us leaving us stranded in a strange country! I just cried and wanted to go home ... but the company came up trumps got us a bed for the night when other people were sleeping on mattresses in church halls and told us to get on the Greyhound as all planes were grounded and we finally caught the tour up the following evening

I saw a very moving thread on the AH last october in which everyone was telling their "where-I-was" stories about 9-11. I was traveling myself, but thankfully not by plane.

We were driving to Denver that day for a gem show. There was NO ONE on the freeway, for hundreds of miles. And no planes in the sky. It was an amazing, post-apocalyptic sort of peace.

 

[Homburg]

That's where we're headed--Asheville. Can't wait!

Oooh, I Asheville, seriously. I remember it 30 years ago when it was a flyspeck barely a city. It's been ten years since I've been back, but it has grown up. It still retains the Appalachian charm and joy of my youth, and is almost bohemian in its' own way.

The three places I would go:

Three Little Pigs BBQ - Tasty eats, period.

The Biltmore Estate - Because it is good to see that America can do freakishly overdone palaces too. That and you can find beautiful little hidden things like some gorgeous little Albrecht Durer prints I noticed in an ignored alcove.

Grandfather Mountain - If my soul has a physical home on this world, it is here, and its' surroundings.

Take this with a grain of salt, of course. It's been a decade since I saw them last.

And if you could somehow go there thirty years ago, you'd find a much smaller version of me riding the gentlest pony in creation up mountain trails in a world long gone where it was safe to let a little kid ride off on his own.

I wish with all my heart that I could give my own kids those sort of experiences, but that world is as long gone as that gentle pony, and that little boy...

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I've heard Asheville is to NC as Austin is to Texas.

From what my family says, yeah. It's an interesting place.

I was playing in my essential oils two nights ago and one bottle with a stuck lid actually broke in my hand and cut pretty deep. The EMT hubby is keeping an eye on it - if I behave myself today I won't have to go get stitches from the man with the bone through his nose. So more left handed typing. argh. and yes, it's THAT finger so any healing energy anybody wants to send will be extra good for my state of mind...

I've been beaming good healing Mojo, at great personal Mojo expense, your way since you told me, love. It's doubly draining because old HC is sending Cockly Love Waves too.

*looks faint*

It's so balmy today I'm declaring reggae day at the bistro.

And one more inspirational piece. Everybody sing.

bj

Some more love:

Jimmy Cliff, older, wiser, and still sounding so very good. There's a whole series of these on youtube. You just need to poke around to find them all. The whole concert in sequence is brilliant.

Harder they Come - Stand down!

Can you tell I like Jimmy Cliff?

The song Bob Dylan called one of the greatest protest songs ever written.

(This song brings tears to my eyes at times. I'm an army brat, my dad served from Vietnam through Gulf War I. I lost friends because their dads were deployed somewhere far away and never came back. I've seen the houses get emptied. Bring our boys and girls home, Mr. Bush, please.)

And to bring it back to Mr. Marley, here is Joe Strummer paying his respects to our musical guest.

I'll stop now, before I sit here all night linking ska and reggae tunes. Much love

 

[Homburg]

By the way, you people are driving my long-buried, thought-dead, inner poet crazy.

Good on ya.

 

[Angeline]

By the way, you people are driving my long-buried, thought-dead, inner poet crazy.

Good on ya.

Stick around my friend. We'll have you writing more poetry here yet. We have a way on working on people, you know.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

By the way, you people are driving my long-buried, thought-dead, inner poet crazy.

Good on ya.

So write! You'll notice we're pretty helpful in here when and if you want us to be. and you already got one thing on the fridge.

For a number of reasons I've been thinking about controversial artists today, artists who are now acknowledged as geniuses but whose work was originally condemned by the "experts" as trash.

Duchamps. Byron. The movie "The Philadelphia Story". Picasso. Ginsberg.

So I got a litho of this for over the bistro bar. It caused riots in the streets when it was first exhibited. Critics condemned it viciously and without exception.

For those not familiar, it's by Courbet, and it's called L'Origine du Monde.

I think it looks great up there, don't you?

bj

 

[Homburg]

Stick around my friend. We'll have you writing more poetry here yet. We have a way on working on people, you know.

More implies that I've written some =P

Fingerpainting is painting, but does not make one a painter.


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So write! You'll notice we're pretty helpful in here when and if you want us to be. and you already got one thing on the fridge.

I'll make my pictures and poses, and be happy with that. If the spirit moves me, we'll see.

I think it looks great up there, don't you?

bj

Why, yes, lovely.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

So write! You'll notice we're pretty helpful in here when and if you want us to be. and you already got one thing on the fridge.

For a number of reasons I've been thinking about controversial artists today, artists who are now acknowledged as geniuses but whose work was originally condemned by the "experts" as trash.

Duchamps. Byron. The movie "The Philadelphia Story". Picasso. Ginsberg.

So I got a litho of this for over the bistro bar. It caused riots in the streets when it was first exhibited. Critics condemned it viciously and without exception.

For those not familiar, it's by Courbet, and it's called L'Origine du Monde.

I think it looks great up there, don't you?

bj

Goodness not quite what I was expecting!
Is fingerpainting akin to masterpainting?

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Goodness not quite what I was expecting!
Is fingerpainting akin to masterpainting?

lol. suspect it's close...

I'm outie til tomorrow but I'm still thinking about banned and condemned art. I'm going to decorate the whole bistro in Stuff The Critics Hate.

suggestions are welcome.

have a lovely evening.

bj

 

[Barbarian_Bride]

It's blowing a front toward us tho, so we'll have snow again by thursday.
bj

I could have told you that without watching the weather... my head was freakin screamin at me today. Love that barometer in my head! LOL

LOVE the brownies on the menu for today, could use all kinds of chocolate.

I got to IM my hunny bunny from the sandbox today, got disturbing info I can share with you later. He said he's doing pretty good for not having beer or a chance to get lucky.

 

[Barbarian_Bride]

how about this for the bistro wall? I love cezanne.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

how about this for the bistro wall? I love cezanne.

I do love a cute bum

 

[The_Fool]

You nad to say the cold S-word, didn't you bijou?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Well keep it over there we don't want it

 

[champagne1982]

You had to say the cold S-word, didn't you bijou?

sonnet?

 

[Homburg]

sonnet?

Nah, scansion.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Nah, scansion.

bwah!

busted. you are definitely a poet. nobody else makes jokes like that.

welcome to the Geek Clique.

bj

 

[Homburg]

bwah!

busted. you are definitely a poet. nobody else makes jokes like that.

welcome to the Geek Clique.

bj

I... I Googled it! It was easy! I searched for, um "s-words related to poetry". That's it, yeah.

You're not buying this, are you?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

oops thought you meant snow ...... too innocent for me own good here ...... will I get led astray in here?

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I... I Googled it! It was easy! I searched for, um "s-words related to poetry". That's it, yeah.

You're not buying this, are you?

not for a second.

So people arriving at the bistro today notice a note scrawled in left-handed lipstick on the bar mirror. It says:

tuesday is usually bistro leg-humping day. I would not do justice to it with my limited typing. Volunteers are welcome if anyone's inspired.

but really, every day is leg-humping day at the bistro.

specials:
a spicy dish
Fresh seafood *vive Lamour*
a la carte or with the sides.

For connoisseurs, we have excellent Darjeeling, and a selection of biscuits.

(a scrawled signature, preceded by crooked symbols of various sorts)
bj