TxRad
Dirty Old Man
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Sure looks like a violin.
Go on then, wassa diffrence ?
Tea please
One cuppa coming up.
As for the difference, you'd have to ask someone smarter than me.
Chicken soup for supper.
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Sure looks like a violin.
Go on then, wassa diffrence ?
Tea please
"Accordions don't play Lady Of Spain -- people do!"Or accordion or bagpipe players.
Pete Seeger quoted an old-time banjo picker as saying, "Hell, thar ain't no notes on a banjar! Ya just PLAY!" A violinist plays notes. A fiddler plays.As for the difference, you'd have to ask someone smarter than me.
Saw a wreck up close and personal on the way home tonight, she hit the wall in front of me . . . then beside me, but I managed to avoid contrbuting. Dinner came with plenty of wine tonight.
There is a clue in the Sydney Morning Herald Cryptic crossword today (Tuesday) which reads: "Musician to prohibit Support"
Well, my birthday is about over and my best present is I'm feeling much better. Housemate and houseguest are both sleeping soundly and I soon will be.
A fresh pot is ready for the morning crew. Ya'll have a good night.
Lemme guess! Lemme guess! "Bagpiper?"
I'll go with Flautist or Banjoist. Too bad Drummer won't fit.There is a clue in the Sydney Morning Herald Cryptic crossword today (Tuesday) which reads: "Musician to prohibit Support"
Morning all,
It is cloudy and raining here. Our high for the day of 71 was three or four hours ago. Temp headed down toward 50 as I type. Bear went across the pond and someone left that friggin door open to the north pole again.
OH yeah, fresh hot coffee is now available, that is if I don't drink it all.
We are told we'll have a similar problem in the next few days. I ain't looking forward to it.
Meanwhile, I think it's time for a cup of tea.
I'll go with Flautist or Banjoist. Too bad Drummer won't fit.
In Kansas it was, "...barbed wire, but all the barbs is turned with the wind." And, "Kansas weather: Too hot and too windy, or too cold and too windy."What they say out in the Texas panhandle is "There ain't nothin' 'tween here and the north pole but barbed wire, and that blowed down."
I got lucky, then.Musician to Prohibit Support
To Prohibit is to Ban.
Joist is a Support thus Banjoist is the answer.
And some folks maintain that a Banjoist is a musician - opinions vary.
High winds, trees down here. Power was out through most of the night. DSL was down but landlines were up but we don't use modems now so tough on us. Around 2am I took my flashlight to a wired phone and called PG&E's number to get a repair time estimate. Right then, power came back on. Too bad I can't play that trick regularly.First we had thunderstorms. Then we lost power. Lights were back on in the night. Today the internet was out. But I managed to do some writing so it wasn't all bad.
Thanks. I'll need lighting, makeup, costume, nose candy, the whole schmeer. My last photo-op involved a knee. I have the film. Quite colorful, with good pacing, but portrayal was weak. I blame meds.Good luck with the photo shoot. (Californians make a photo op out of everything.)
I look forward to only mild post-op discomfort. I look forward to a reindeer-hauled sleigh on my roof, too. Sure. Maybe they'll let me have coffee and wine in a few days? [/me almost prays]A friend in Florida had a stent put in a couple of weeks ago. Other than a little soreness and some weakness blamed on one of the medications they gave her, she feels much better.
We've lost a few, too. Cutest next-door gal was Della, whose ranch house was filled with images and models of... lighthouses. Because she'd been long-married to a lighthouse keeper.My closest neighbor died today. She was 92 and went peacefully in her sleep. She made a mean peach cobbler. A very nice lady that will be missed. I guess that is one of the best things people can say about a person.
High winds, trees down here. Power was out through most of the night. DSL was down but landlines were up but we don't use modems now so tough on us. Around 2am I took my flashlight to a wired phone and called PG&E's number to get a repair time estimate. Right then, power came back on. Too bad I can't play that trick regularly.
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Meanwhile, it's that time again. A long drive to the med center early tomorrow for a heart procedure, "cardiac cath," an angiogram with a camera on a cable stuck into a vein and angled heartward to see what's there. I might end up with a stent, which is like surgery, and I dislike surgery, but tough on me. And I don't even get to take an 'uke along. [/me whines] A stent won't fix the main problem but it gives the cardiologists something to occupy their time.
Maybe I can have coffee again in a few days. [/me hopes]
Good luck with the photo shoot. (Californians make a photo op out of everything.) A friend in Florida had a stent put in a couple of weeks ago. Other than a little soreness and some weakness blamed on one of the medications they gave her, she feels much better.
My closest neighbor died today. She was 92 and went peacefully in her sleep. She made a mean peach cobbler. A very nice lady that will be missed. I guess that is one of the best things people can say about a person.
Fresh coffee for the evening crowd. I slept a lot of the day so I'm confused on which I am.
I've considered that myself. Sneaking an 'uke might be difficult. Maybe I'll try a harmonica or kazoo or jews-harp.I have visions of you, with loads of tubes going here and there, sitting propped up in your sickbed, going plink-a-plink on a 'uke to the amused amazement of all within range.