One Reason
Hold onto your love, because it is capricious. At times, get yourself a receipt to ensure that you’ve got the one you love and to return the one you love back if all goes bad. But, still, hold onto the one you love.
I am too lazy to sort
Hold onto your love, because it is capricious. At times, get yourself a receipt to ensure that you’ve got the one you love and to return the one you love back if all goes bad. But, still, hold onto the one you love.
February, the month of Eros. St. Valentine’s day is smacked dab in the middle of it. All the malls are decked in red and pink hearts. All the singles ladies looking for the single men. All the married men looking out for their ladies. You’ve got your honey, too, don’t you?
Well, hold them tight. They are dear and precious. No matter what they’ll see you through. You can be bad. You can be good. You can be crazy. You can be boring. Your love will always stand by your side. That’s what love is.
Me? I’m going to Jackson.
Oscar party kit! Oscar party kit!That would be exciting if you held your own Oscar awards ceremony party. Black tie! Red carpet! The celebrities! The excitement! Whoa! Who's coming over?Today's link takes you to the Academy's own ideas on how to throw an Oscar night party. Looks good. I've already planned and started work on the Oscar Pool. I like the Oscar bingo. How about the Moet? And the deviled eggs?http://www.oscars.org/awards/academyawards/partykit/index.html
Who will be hosting the Scientific and Technical Academy Awards?This may be an Oscar Pool tie-breaking question. Probably not.
Over the weekend I purchased the Fender Mustang I amp. It is a purely digital piece of music equipment in that it places all effects and amp modeling in one package. I can select many different amp models and modulate their sound very easily. It also comes with software that helps me upload and download other settings. Unfortunately, the POS software relies on Microsoft’s Silverlight which really doesn’t work.
Today’s music break is showing you how to create your own FX from scratch. You just need some ingenuity.
Xkcd hits one out of the park. I was thinking about learning to cook again. Made a big go of it when I first moved out of my mom’s, but today, I don’t cook at all. I still have ingredients, spices and such, from several years back. They take up a few inches of my cupboards, and they are going old gracefully. I wonder…
Elvis needs boats
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Mojo Nixon, “Elvis is Everywhere”
After writing up the story about Korean grilles and nudie bars, I had to come back to another tale that will be told about this vacation: the yogurt incident. The accompanying picture is minutes before it happened and is part of the incriminating evidence. If you have been reading my Hawaii posts you’ll find this one out of order. Sorry about that, but this story has to be told.
We had to get out of Ko Olina and experience the real Hawaii. We leave the place and go one exit down H1 for something to eat. The Seed, Capitol Swell and I head for ramen. My brother and his family go for kind grinds. We hang out for a bit before we go back.
Capitol Swell initiates the Yogurt Incident. He goes into this “make your own yogurt sundae” place and comes out with a gigantic cup of yogurt. It looks good and I go in for some. I’m quickly followed by my nephew who decides to make his own gigantic yogurt sundae. I take the smaller cup, but pay for both.
At this “make your own yogurt sundae” joint, you are charged by the weight of the sundae. It costs me $13 for the two. You can guess which sundae contributed the most to this bill.
We sit down and eat. Moments later the nephew is done. “The cold hurts my teeth.” He’s only a couple scoops in and he doesn’t want it anymore. That makes me angry. And I berate him about it until he runs away.
He comes back saddened and tries to eat more. His mom packs it up and takes it with us. It remained in the freezer until we left Ko Olina. It was there for the maids to eat or throw away.
Dude still owes me yogurt.
Yeah. She’s pretty, and she’s pretty strong. You are watching Ice Road Truckers, right? I think this is the third link that she’s starred in. She’s getting to be ranked up there with the capo di touti capo, Nozomi Sasaki.
I had a pretty weird dream. And no, there was not the girl in it.
We were in Hawaii and we were going to run a 5K, 10K, half-marathon, or some such running event for charity. I decided to do it naked and dropped trou immediately.
We showed up hours early. I was in my birthday suit with the number bib and asian pointy hat to cover up my modesty. We wait for the rest of the people to show up. No one particularly notices that I am naked. As people start arriving, I begin to get worried about being naked.
What I thought would be only a few dozen runners quickly turns into several hundred. I try to hide. I find places in buildings to squat down and not show my dolphin. Of course, then I end up in some school classroom with a dozen ladies who take no notice of my dolphin. Embarrassing or humiliating?
When the run starts, I’m running the other way. Freud would have a field day.