JSngry

Look, I don't tell New Yorkers about pizza, and I don't tell Chicagoans about hot dogs. Those truths are self-evident. But I'll tell anybody about Dunkin' Donuts, and it won't be good. That truth too is self-evident!

A regional TRUTH, sir!

I mean, for real man, I grew up in the south, where there were real doughnut shops with real doughnuts. And now I live in a neighborhood where this really nice, elderly Chinese lady and her husband get up every day and make their shit from scratch and damn is it good (best apple fritters in the history of the world!). Plus, we got "local chains" like Shipley's that rule the drool, and there's always Krispy Kreme made hot NOW, etc. Point being - Dunkin' Donuts makes these candy/dough concoctions and calls them "donuts". Good for them, but I ain't buyin' it. Hell, we don't even have a Dunkin' Donuts anywhere near us, or if we do, I don't know where it is. If there is one, think it must be for Yankees.

Tell you what - I'll keep the Sergio Mendes albums, you take the Dunkin' Donuts, nobody gets hurt, everybody goes away happy, and the maxim that there's no accounting for taste gets proven yet again. :g

More important than good donuts? Dude, now I'm beginning to worry about you...

:g :g

Marriage appears to have been very good to Ms Ray, and she is now a "comfortable" size, if you know what I mean. Good for her!

Sounds to me like Campbell might have been having a Bad Chop Day on this one. It happens. But everybody else comes through, especially Bang.

No thanks. We just planted live oaks instead.

That message was brought to you by a guy who's lost two Bradford pear trees in the last year for no other reason than they just ain't strong, durable trees. Both instances involved the trees' crotches (actual terminology, btw) but that seemed highly inappropriate for this particular thread. Some other time, perhaps. Bradford pears - grow fast (you get shade in, like, 30 minutes or less...), look great (the white blooms are gorgeous), last about 10 years or so and then give it up w/o too much resistance to the elements, and then not only do you lose a tree, but you got a pain-in-the-ass (and expensive, if you gotta hire somebody, more than the cost of a new tree) cleanup. This last bigass storm we had, where the streets went from being paved in concrete to being paved by trees, damn near all of them was Bradford pears.

I remember it as having all of the "sound" of a Brian Wilson affair, but with none of the songs...

Freud trumps Safer! (this time.... :rmad: :rmad: )

THEM BRADFORD PEAR TREES MAY BE ALL SEXED UP AND STUFF, BUT THEY AIN'T ABOUT SHIT WHEN IT COMES TO BEING A DURABLE LONG-LASTING STORM-RESISTANT TREE. KEEP AWAY FROM BRADFORD PEAR TREES, AND HAVE REAL SEX INSTEAD!

Billy Tipton?

Nah, she was just glad to see you.

It's real.

http://www.fermentingrevolution.com/saveworld.htm

Who was it?

60 Minutes Man

Wilson Pickett! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7L7ywJOxo5U...feature=related http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXYxtZHxCyI...feature=related

Whoa!

Is this what I think it is?

Moss Hart Kitty Carlisle Cat Stevens

I bought this album new back in the day, and to this day have struggled to hear it as the masterpiece that others do.

So, uh... this is thievery, isn't it, this Gospel-To-Pop-Claim-The-Songwriting-Credits? Albeit in a different milieu & with different resonances. I got no intrinsic qualms about thievery, mind you. Alexander Monday is still a hero of mine. BTW - I give the nod to RC, due to The Don Wilkerson Factor.