When my dad was turning 50, I remember he liked to play his favorite music...Glenn Miller.
Now that I'm turning 50, I also like to listen to my favorite music...King's X Live in London.
Yeeeeahhhhhhhhh.
chris
Monday, September 10, 2012
Glen Miller
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When my dad was turning 50, I remember he liked to play his favorite music...Glenn Miller.
Now that I'm turning 50, I also like to listen to my favorite music...King's X Live in London.
Yeeeeahhhhhhhhh.
chris
When my dad was turning 50, I remember he liked to play his favorite music...Glenn Miller.
Now that I'm turning 50, I also like to listen to my favorite music...King's X Live in London.
Yeeeeahhhhhhhhh.
chris
Friday, September 7, 2012
Hughesville (Part 2)
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Late night coming from a Sr. High fooball game in Hughesville, MO. (Yes, 2 nights in a row.)
Lions lost 72-32.
Wes caught a touchdown pass though.
Good Night Now! (again)
cg
Late night coming from a Sr. High fooball game in Hughesville, MO. (Yes, 2 nights in a row.)
Lions lost 72-32.
Wes caught a touchdown pass though.
Good Night Now! (again)
cg
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Hughesville
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Late night coming from a Jr. High fooball game in Hughesville, MO.
Good Night Now!
cg
Late night coming from a Jr. High fooball game in Hughesville, MO.
Good Night Now!
cg
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
A Labor Day Drive
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On Labor Day (Monday) Amy had to work in the afternoon and Half-Price Books had a Labor Day Sale. So off I went to sell some books and buy some books.
(BTW: Amy’s hardback Twilight Series fetched a whopping $.60 each)
Anyway…
I am driving on 435 heading west. Just past State Line road I see a traffic cop in a Suburban giving someone a ticket. I look in my rearview mirror and notice a motorcyclist flying up behind me. He was on a Japanese-looking motorcycle and he’s weaving through traffic. The rider is decked out in a full motocross outfit. He whips past me on my right, cuts in front of me and zips on up the interstate. A second later, the SUV-Cop flips on his lights and rips into traffic.
Wow, I thought, that cop could see that motorcycle?
A mile up the road, near the Metcalf exit, I see the motorcycle in pieces all over the road., the SUV-Cop is on his radio, and the rider is facedown on the pavement. What is interesting is the Officer is on his radio looking at the motorcycle and he’s turned away from the rider. I don’t know the status of the rider, but he did remind me of an action figure flung across a room.
(I sense the probability of an affirmative response to Wesley’s request to buy a motorcycle becoming less and less as I exit onto Metcalf.)
I go to Half-Price Books without incident. I get $3 for the books I trade in. I buy the two books I’m looking for. I head back south on Metcalf towards 435.
As I pass the Mall on 95th I look to my left up a block and I see one of the streetlights slowly topple over and block three lanes of northbound traffic.
Now, I’m going to type that again.
I watch a huge silver streetlight fall (in slow motion) right across three lanes of on coming traffic. It looked as if perhaps Paul Bunyan had been there. No car had run into the pole. It just fell over. Luckily no one was killed or hurt. Everyone had time to stop and the pole didn’t crush anyone.
That was weird.
I went home, sat on my couch, and read.
No more outings for me today.
chris
On Labor Day (Monday) Amy had to work in the afternoon and Half-Price Books had a Labor Day Sale. So off I went to sell some books and buy some books.
(BTW: Amy’s hardback Twilight Series fetched a whopping $.60 each)
Anyway…
I am driving on 435 heading west. Just past State Line road I see a traffic cop in a Suburban giving someone a ticket. I look in my rearview mirror and notice a motorcyclist flying up behind me. He was on a Japanese-looking motorcycle and he’s weaving through traffic. The rider is decked out in a full motocross outfit. He whips past me on my right, cuts in front of me and zips on up the interstate. A second later, the SUV-Cop flips on his lights and rips into traffic.
Wow, I thought, that cop could see that motorcycle?
A mile up the road, near the Metcalf exit, I see the motorcycle in pieces all over the road., the SUV-Cop is on his radio, and the rider is facedown on the pavement. What is interesting is the Officer is on his radio looking at the motorcycle and he’s turned away from the rider. I don’t know the status of the rider, but he did remind me of an action figure flung across a room.
(I sense the probability of an affirmative response to Wesley’s request to buy a motorcycle becoming less and less as I exit onto Metcalf.)
I go to Half-Price Books without incident. I get $3 for the books I trade in. I buy the two books I’m looking for. I head back south on Metcalf towards 435.
As I pass the Mall on 95th I look to my left up a block and I see one of the streetlights slowly topple over and block three lanes of northbound traffic.
Now, I’m going to type that again.
I watch a huge silver streetlight fall (in slow motion) right across three lanes of on coming traffic. It looked as if perhaps Paul Bunyan had been there. No car had run into the pole. It just fell over. Luckily no one was killed or hurt. Everyone had time to stop and the pole didn’t crush anyone.
That was weird.
I went home, sat on my couch, and read.
No more outings for me today.
chris
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
The Runes of Earth
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After over 20 years, I'm returning to "The Land" and the stories of Thomas Covenant in "The Last Chronicles of Thomas Covenant." Four very long books with very dense inner narrative of the main characters and lots of vocabulary. This will be much different endevour than the Dark Tower Series I finished up where Stephen King just keeps the story rollin'.
chris
www.stephenrdonaldson.com/
After over 20 years, I'm returning to "The Land" and the stories of Thomas Covenant in "The Last Chronicles of Thomas Covenant." Four very long books with very dense inner narrative of the main characters and lots of vocabulary. This will be much different endevour than the Dark Tower Series I finished up where Stephen King just keeps the story rollin'.
chris
www.stephenrdonaldson.com/
Sunday, September 2, 2012
What are the odds...
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In 1975, while riding a moped in Bermuda, a man was accidentally struck and killed by a taxi.
One year later, this man's bother was killed in the very same way.
In fact:
> he was riding the very same moped
> he was struck by the very same taxi driven by the same driver
> carrying the very same passenger.
I find that interesting.
chris
In 1975, while riding a moped in Bermuda, a man was accidentally struck and killed by a taxi.
One year later, this man's bother was killed in the very same way.
In fact:
> he was riding the very same moped
> he was struck by the very same taxi driven by the same driver
> carrying the very same passenger.
I find that interesting.
chris
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