Joe G

Looking at my post there, I just realized that I used the adjectives "mean" and "sweet" to describe the same thing. How often does that happen?

Indeed. I would have forfeited if it came down to that.

Almost voted for "They's both good..." but went with the sentimental favorite, pumpkin. My mom, her sister, and my grandma make awesome pumpkin pies! But my sister makes a mean sweet potato pie, too!

He lives about 45 minutes south of here. Haven't you heard? He's running for the Governorship of Michigan.

Be careful what you wish for!

I'll be damned...that looks like Ted Nugent!!!

...or annoying patrons at gigs!

To find out what I might have of yours, you mean?

Just fired off an email to John. If anyone is wondering, John Schneider is a popular columnist at the Lansing State Journal who often gives space in his columns to consumers who have been wronged by a business, or by anyone who has a legitmate beef of some sort. He is also known for making follow-up to these businesses, or to the police, and that often gets results. I'll keep everybody posted about his response.

That idea occurred to me too Jim, thanks for reminding me.

Yesterday, I was pretty baffled by the goings on here, but today, I more or less see things the way Sangrey just described them. The exchange between randissimo and WINGY was particularly illuminating in that regard. Not that I'm all warm and fuzzy, but I do have a better sense of what's up here, of where WINGY's coming from. As far as this board going the way of Blue Note's, you can be sure that the plug won't be pulled from the top down just because of one rowdy poster. We've had some disruptive individuals in here before and dealt with it, one way or another. I don't see why this time is any different. Hang in there, my brothers and sisters...

He's still hanging around in my posts. B)

Not to mention "male-female" electrical connections.

I'm pretty handy with a six shooter! I don't know what that means. No word on any capture, and there probably won't be any, but this morning I went out to my car and there was a young doe standing there watching me. Life goes on.

Mostly a tea drinker myself, and mostly Stash green tea at that. Good stuff. We seem to have more Beaners around Lansing than Starbucks. I've had some of their coffee, which doesn't taste much like coffee to me, with all the cream and mocha or vanilla or whatnot. I like it okay, but what do I know? Once a month is enough for me. Best cup of coffee I've ever had was when Jim and I were driving back from our trip to Florida last month. He had decided to drive straight through, which I wasn't exactly thrilled about. Somewhere in Tennessee, I think, at a point where I was cold, tired, and cranky, we stopped at a gas station, where I grabbed a cup. Man, that was just what the doctor ordered. Warmed me up and cooled me out.

I appreciate the levity. That's a pretty hilarious scenario: "Goddamm! That deer started shootin' back at me!" "Right, next time lay off the sauce!"

Exactly Tom, and Maren. I would not have been upset if my neighbor had driven a few miles out into the countryside, gotten permission from a farmer to hunt on his land, and bagged a deer there. In fact I probably wouldn't have even known about it. But that sort of activity should not be taking place in a residential area for all of the reasons given above. Like I said, I really hope this guy gets busted, though I sort of doubt it.

jacman, actually, they hauled off the carcass in a minivan that had some sort of taxi sign on the side. The cops did get that much info, so maybe they will be able to track them down. I hope.

Last August, I bought a house in Lansing with property that borders a medium-sized park/nature area. I love this particular area because of all the trails and wildlife, and have spent many hours walking around in the woods there. On my little plot, I've just planted over 30 pine trees, and I'd like to plant some wildflowers in the spring. I'll probably only mow the lawn up by the house. This weekend, I'll be putting up some birdfeeders as well. You get the picture. One of my great pleasures is to step outside in the evening or the early morning, and see deer in my backyard. There have been some regulars: a doe with two yearlings, and a really nice looking buck. The doe is really bold; coming right up next to the house at night, and there's been times lately when she stood no more than 30 feet away while I was putting my guitar in the car. She never runs away from me anymore. I like that they feel my yard is a safe zone. The buck was more cautious, and, now I see, with good reason... Last night, someone, presumably from around here, used a high powered rifle to shoot that buck in the middle of the night, and practically in my backyard. Not only was this totally illegal, but IMO, highly unethical. These deer live in the city limits, where it is not legal to hunt, or discharge a weapon, for that matter. They live in a nature park where humans do not generally pose a threat, and so they have lost much of their instinctual fear. What kind of a person would be so callous as to sneak onto someone else's property in the middle of the night and shoot a beautiful animal that has become partly tame because of its life circumstances? And believe me, I know something about the facts of life and death in nature. Life feeds on life, and it's not always pretty. But this sort of act is senseless. I wish the cops could have caught the son of a bitch who did this, at least. That is one selfish, stupid, and thoughtless individual, to put it mildly. Just wanted to vent about that, as it has darkened my day considerably.

My wife's grandmother had some curious quirks in the way she spoke. My favorite was how she pronounced "gum". If she was talking about chewing gum, she'd pronounce it normally, like "gum". But if she was talking about her gums (which were often tender due to ill-fitting dentures) she'd say "my gooms". I don't know where she got that from. I noticed something about a word I that use: "probably." I've seen it spelled "prolly" on this board several times. When I use it in a sentence, especially if I'm speaking quickly, I tend to drop even the "L" sound out, resulting in something close to "pra-e-y", with a long 'a' sound. "Yeah, I could proay fit that in today." Weird, man...

One Zappa possibility is Zoot Allures. In another thread, Johnny E suggested Black Napkins from the same album, which we still haven't heard. All we remembered when looking up tunes on the web was ZA, so that's what we checked out, and liked.

Rooster: You need to put on some James Brown and check out your avatar. This happened over at Jim's last night. It's hilarious: the funky chicken!

You're "hot" on the scent.

Conn, you're banned.

I've never been aware of a BMG disc sounding worse than one you'd buy elsewhere, but I admit I've never done a side by side comparison.