Good Morning..... 10/03/2000... filling in for Sparky.

Don't be confused R. Nightlite. It doesn't matter if it's Luscious Lioness or Sparky, we're all characters of Lashers mind anyway, remember?

G'morning Lioness, I'm sorry to say I missed that, really, very, sorry! ;)
 
Good morning, Luscious, cold and cloudy in the northern plains today, saw a homeless guy holding a sign today, it said: WILL WORK FOR FOOD OR BEER. He starts Friday.
 
It is a GLORIOUS day here in the southeast with a bright 67 degrees. And yes, I saw part of that cheese festival on Fox last night and have to admit that they have finally beaten their own worst-Who Wants To Marry A Millionair? with this one. My wife laughed at most of the contestants before we turned it off to listen to the radio! lol
 
To you, from failing hands, we throw the torch.....

Morning Big Kitty.

Sparky is probably passed out in a gutter somewhere. Or god forbid working on yet another new song.

Foggy here this morning, approximately 16C or so. I am incrediblyfuckingbored and have zero desire to do anything even remotely productive.

Draft for our hockey "pool" tonight, maybe i'll just bone up on my picks. Rottiserie type pool so its a little more involved than some (players to keep, players to release, forwards, defencemen, goaltenders, rookies a vote on a salary "cap" etc.) but I refuse to make it a three week research project. A thing that others seem to enjoy, that I find way monotonous.

Have a good day all.
 
LL now that really surprises me. My wife and I watched that and I thought that a guy with a shaved chest would have won it.
I shaved my chest this summer just for the hell of it and my wife complained all summer she missed my hairy chest.

I'm inerested in which ladys prefer hairy or non hairy.

Oh ya its sunny, cool and the tree colours are great!
 
Thanks Joan - er - LL. VA dudes rule!

Good morning everyone - sunny again, 60's - but looking at rain through the weekend. Go Yankee, Mets, Giants, Jets and those very interesting Redskins. Good by Pierre T. One dashing bloke, I liked him - but liked his wife Margaret better. Sexy woman.

No LL, I don't mind one lick. Was running late - just because I was running late. Lazy this morning.

Saw some of that show and found it pretty amusing. Fell asleep before winner was chosen and delighted this morning that Mr. VA won. And I'm sitting here listening to Howard Stern and his gang call this guys answers lies. They think his southern charm was a put on.

I totally beg to differ.

This does not mean I believe that every man in Virginia has such a smooth demeanor - but I do believe that any boy, raised by a traditional southern mother - as he seems to me to have been - would greatly benefit from those etiquette teachings. I learned at a very young age just how positive an affect my mother's teachings regarding this, were on other people. And believe it or not especially up north. These New Yorker's just eat up my southern shit like sugared grits. Being blond doesn't hurt either.

In the 70's when I first lived here - these Latin and Italian babes used to want to date me simply because I was tall, blond, blue-eyed and southern - I was their trophy dude.

All this slick, nice southern gentleman stuff is even more effective if, once a woman gets to know you - you also combine/throw-in some bad guy shit. It didn't hurt that I rode motorcycles, wore black leather, played blues-rock guitar, shaved infrequently, cussed when the occasion arose and generally did some evil shit. Add artistic creativity and my whacked sense of humor and hey - on many occasions I really had'em going. Dad's generally where very worried about me. One of my best friends mother's out and out stated that she knew I'd be dead or in jail by 25.

Well..... I'm alive anyway.

Got older, settled down, had children - all that is behind me now - and I ya believe that, I do have this old bridge down on the East River here...................

Virginia dudes rule! Just ask my hero Tom Jefferson.
 
Spark, You from VA? Even though I am now in ATL GA, I was born and raised in Galax. That's in the southwestern corner, right off the Blue Ridge Parkway. Now we have the two titles under our belt Miss America, 1977? was from Galax and The Cheesiest Dude You Know! lol (just kidding)
 
Galax and UGA........

Don't they have the Fiddler's Convention or Picker's or Blue Grass Festival there in Galax? Been there for music but can't remember the title of the event. Huge Bluegrass area down that way.

BTW - went to UGA - go Dawgs!!! Vince Dooley rules!!! Was there when Hershel and the Dawgs routed Alabama. Party!!!!

Still wanted down there I'm certain. Whenever I go to Atlanta on business and have to rent a car - I'm very, very careful.
 
R.I.P. P.E.T.

Morning Sparky good to see you're not a statistic.

Just wanted to comment on something you mentioned.

Pierre Elliot Trudeau.

Canada and the world has lost a great man. I hated most of his politics from an early age (raised in a very "Tory" family), but at the same time respected him greatly. He had what could only be described as a ferocious even savage intelligence. He handled "Black October" (the FLQ Crisis) better than any other PM before or since could have. Some have called him our version of JFK. I disagree with that they were two very different leaders. Anyway,for all his faults he was a great man and I am deeply saddened at his loss.

Margaret was a pig.

Thanks for the nod to his memory Sparky.
 
The Olde Time Fiddler's Convention presented by the Galax Moose Lodge. That's the one you're thinking about. It's always the third week in August and I haven't been in years.

Wanted? Wanted? YOU?

Damn...Just damn.
 
For innumerous reasons

For innumerous reasons - I had to leave that Peachy state…..

Thought I'd throw my own going away party - nobody else had any money, you know students - I guess I had a couple of hundred bucks in that main bank (forget the name) right there in the middle of beautiful downtown Athens.

I wrote checks for nearly the entire amount in my account and gave them to three of my buddies - I had a fourth check. Ah how I long for the days before computers to come back…… easier for us criminals.

We hit the bank at lunch time - busiest time of the day - all of us got in separate lines and within minutes I had abut $800. Then I bounced a check at a liquor store for $700.

Then I bought an old oil burning beetle and a case of oil from a guy for $20, I loaded up my LP's, a couple of guitars, mattress on top, with all my copper tubing strapped on too (tubing for my pyramid*) it was a real Fred Sanford type of rig.

Next morning after partying all night, I made like a baby and headed out - north - smokin'. At about 50mph.

When I got to DC I unloaded my shit at my new abode - a biker house in Arlington VA. When I got there the guys were huffin' glue and shootin' a .38 into phone books - in the fucking living room. I simply left that VW - totally unregistered with old GA tags on the side of the road. Somebody else's problem.

Did I ever mention I was directly related to the Younger brother's, band robber's of 1870's MO. Crime just runs in my blood.

*Pyramid Power - no I didn't really believe in it but it was one hell of a chick magnet. I had my mattress inside this copper tube pyramid I'd concocted - I wrapped Christmas lights around the tubing.

I'd invite girls up there for a bong hit or two. I worked at Marymount College for girls in VA you see. They loved to hop on my Norton (sweet machine that) after work - get off campus and have a good time. We'd get stoned - I'd turn on those Christmas lights - lay back with my young sweetie and I'd explain Pyramid Power. It worked more often than not.

I wonder what I ever did with that thing?
 
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