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The article was actually kind of interesting (they love him like 'cook food' which is Jamaican for 'cooked' food), but I'm just posting it here mostly because of the chuckle-worthy title. http://m.jamaicaobserver.com/mobile/news/MoBay-doc-returns-tightness-to-vaginas

I always loved music and would listen to the radio nonstop as a kid. But I think going to see Springsteen in '76 at Notre Dame when I was a freshman in high school was the turning point. Just such an eye opening experience to a world of worlds that I didn't know anything about (music, drugs, alcohol, girls, the whole college scene... it was amazing). My dad didn't want me to go because I was on the football team and so was JB, who had invited me. His brother was a senior at Notre Dame and said that he could bring a friend. It took a while, but I was finally able to convince my dad, only on the condition that we went to our game on Friday night and then he would drive JB and I to South Bend himself (along with two of my younger brothers, as it turned out) to meet the college kids on Saturday morning. It was at least a 3 hour drive. There were about 10 guys waiting for us at the drop off point, and they were all stoned out of their minds! I'm just thankful that my dad was a huge Notre Dame football fan (and thus seemed oblivious to their states of mind), or he would have just turned the car around with me still in it! From that moment forward, I was reading The Rolling Stone and forever expanding my musical horizons. Life wasn't just about sports anymore.

RIP, Mr. Cub, Ernie Banks. http://abc7chicago.com/news/ernie-banks-mr-cub-dies-at-age-83/488920/

I missed it as well. Sorry Grahame! Hope it was a good one.

Happy birthday, Mike!

Well, pretty much everything is placebo for those of us in the 50 and over crowd.

Have 8-tracks gone out of style already?

Happy birthday, guys! (And thanks, Al, for your ongoing vigilance as the #1 birthday greeter around this place.)

You ponied up for the Pono but did not give it a ride? No soup for you!

Hit the friggin' jackpot today (so to speak). Long story short, I finally (after 4+ years) found my JH-13. They were in one of the front lower pockets on the pair of cargo pants that I must have been wearing on that infamous night when I got caught in a torrential downpour while driving across Alligator Alley from Ft. Lauderdale to Tampa in September 2010... in my Atom! There were about 6 inches (no exaggeration) of rain water in the seat wells when I was finally able to find shelter. I remember going inside a convenience/grocery store bathroom and proceeding to wring out every article of clothing I was wearing only to put them all right back on and drive another couple of hours with chattering teeth only to arrive at the storage place at 2am and of course being locked out of the gate, then going to the Waffle House until 6am when the manager got to work. Said cargo shorts must have then survived a trip to the laundry mat and got placed on the bottom shelf of a closet inside the rig. Meanwhile, I gained and have subsequently lost 90 pounds. I know, seems impossible, but entirely true. So this morning at 6am, I found myself looking for something with a smaller waist when the 44 shorts fell from my hips to the floor the minute I put them on. Hmmm, what about these? 40, perfect. Put them on, went to the airport, went through security, and beep! "Sir, there is something in your lower right pocket." "Nope, I don't think so... must just be the buttons..." Doh!!! They sound great, and machine washable too, although I wouldn't recommend it.

It would be fun to try something like this at one of those beer douche events... or for that matter, at a Head-Fi event. http://www.nextstopmagazine.com/Article/2014/1/7/Asking-Hipsters-About-Bands-that-Dont-Exist

"Drum roll, please..."

Happy birthday, hope you enjoyed it!

Might be time to go on a long journey in the motorhome. Alaska maybe.

I did that not too long ago with Andy Griffith, who had been dead for a couple of years... so nevermind... But now it's Elly May Clampett... always thought she was the bomb. RIP Donna Douglas. http://www.tmz.com/2015/01/02/donna-douglas-dead-beverly-hillbillies-elly-may-clampett/

Great cause, and awesome that you got to enjoy it yourself for so many years. In and done, enjoy!

Happy new year to everyone! But you fuckers never taught me to solder and stuff!

RIP, Shirley Temple. http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/shirley-temple-dead-legendary-child-677643

Merry (belated) Christmas, everyone. You're a bunch of good people, if that makes any sense... As others have wished as well, I'm sending out warm thoughts and positive vibes for all who had rough years in 2014. It's going to get better.

Another birthday that I missed! Hope it was a good one, Ric!

Happy belated birthday, Ken. Hope it was a good one!

Not huge savings off the every day prices, but still... if you're looking for Pelican cases, they're the Amazon Deal of the Day: http://www.amazon.com/gp/goldbox/ref=pe_837390_129857520_dotd_h_t

One run and Coke gave me 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep. Now need 8 more (hours of sleep) and I'll be human again. Time to shake off the elf in me for a while. 106 events is way too many, and 22 events in a 30 hour day will never happen again. My body just isn't made for it, although it sure was fun. Found some pics on Facebook from one of my home visit clients. Their boys also attend a day care that I visited earlier in the season. My neighbor's mom who was filling in for my mom who couldn't make it this year to perform her usual Mrs. Claus duties (she slipped on ice last month and broke her knee, poor thing). The home visit pics were taken this morning during my early morning "sneak a peek" appearance.

For CJ, some recommended reading: http://www.amazon.com/How-Win-Friends-Influence-People/dp/0671027034