Why I love her (reason #184)

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Mental playlist: Big Friday edition

Go hug your hunny today, or your baby, whichever:

And dig on this tune, not that I’m traveling today or anything:

By the way, Woody Guthrie wrote that song, but the performance that you’re hearing is by Old Crow Medicine Show. Interesting in how this has had quite a resurgence in recent years in the circles of folk and newgrass. Not that I’m complaining. Frankly, I didn’t know much about this tune before a couple years ago. So, for that, thanks Old Crow Medicine Show.

And here’s some Ween for y’all to freak out on, from 2005 in D.C.

Some years ago, I used to make time to look forward to Frank on Friday from WNCW. And when I moved out of the listening area a few years ago, I wasn’t able to get it online.

For some reason the inter-web broadcast is illegal. I dunno. I think it has something to do with Zappa’s estate, which is persnickety about his stuff being out in the world.

Whoa! Wait! I found this! And it wasn’t even difficult to track down. Oh, inter-webs, you make everything better. Are you good on toast, inter-webs? Of course not. You’re better on an English muffin.

As I said a while back ago, I don’t know what Peaches in Regalia are, but I can imagine what they look like. A bunch of peaches walking down the aisle with doctoral caps and gowns. Hee hee.

I think that peaches may be one of the smartest fruits out there. Except, maybe avocados, which would probably be in the psych and philosophy departments. Peaches are more English, prelaw, com, rhetoric and letters types. Apples, for irony’s sake, are not in the education department (too literal) but are science profs.

Bananas? Anthropology.

Oranges are all business.

Limes teach Spanish.

Cherries are math and stats.

Pineapple – architecture.

Well. I’m glad we have that  settled. But I’m having trouble deciding which fruit would teach engineering courses. Suggestions?

ps – here’s one more!

“Wear your blouse

undone to here

and your skirt split

up to there…”

And one more, for good measure:

New favorite Web site

http://www.homebrewersassociation.org/

Sweet

Buy a chair!

Here’s Pete’s site.

Purchase something, will ya?

Observation

I really enjoy the sound of dry fallen leaves leaves crushed and swept underfoot during a late night stroll in early November.

Crunch, swish. Crunch, swish. And a bare smell of leaf deterioration that’s about to happen.

There was an election tonight in Greensboro, and I chose to unwind with a walk around the neighborhood after leaving the newsroom. About midnight.

For a while there on my walk I thought I was lost in hoity-toity neighborhoods that tend to vote conservative.

Unless the neighborhood is filled with professors. Because professors near most liberal arts colleges – and a town such as Greensboro is packed with those – also tend to vote less conservatively. That is to say, more progressive.

Odd bits from the day pinged around and I got into the rhythm of breath and stroll. My pace matched the air.

Those with older money want to protect it. And I can’t blame them. The term old money is a nice way of saying that someone is rich, but didn’t work too hard on earning all that moolah because the way in which they got rich happened so long ago that they actually afford to do other things or nothing at all except play tennis, operate foundations, compulsively go on vacation or learn about art.

These people have a useful place in our society. So do folks with new money, who are trying to infiltrate the ranks of those with old money. Some folks with old money resent this.

Most of the rest of the people of the world, moneyed or otherwise, don’t notice this particular struggle all that much.

Maybe because they’re watching this. (Be sure to watch at least to 1 min in, the scene of “the Nickelodeon show ‘Rae Rae’s Mystery Garage’.”)

On another note, I should sign up for cable because of my upcoming job in the sports department at the N&R.

I am excited to soon be among those who can digitally record and watch shows. I’m also looking forward to the new job. Don’t ask when it starts, because I don’t know. Soon?

E-mail me if you want to learn more about the gig. I’m not that hard to find. Contact info for me isn’t any big secret or anything.

Nor is Neil Patrick Harris (who, psst, is out of the closet):

Who also has shoes, “to score a goal or ride a foal”:

Of course, you may want to take Cleveland with you if you go shoe shopping:

My gf makes badass food.

Read about it here: Fall Vegetables

Day II

Lots of coffee will be needed today, I know.

Feeling good, though.

My buddy’s wife’s blog

Check it out:

www.tempestbeauty.com

They have a cute kid, nice life, the whole nine.

Tip to Mandy: use tiny scissors to cut your nose hair next time. Nail clippers are for fingernails.

Day one

… of the not smoking project is underway.

I figure that if I have a good head of steam for the no smoking thing happening, then by my b-day (late Nov.) I’ll be A-OK.

Good thing is that I don’t want to, and I’m feeling a little hardheaded about it.

We’ll see how that goes.

On a side note, it appears that one of my best buddies has found him a little honey to love up on. Good news there.

And, as for me, since this is my blog, I plan to have some other good news to share in the not-so-far-off future.

So, yay.

And Heh heh heh.

So it goes

Nothing ventured, nothing gained …

Happy Monday, y’all.