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Two more words: Ray Nance!

BRING BACK THE RHYTHM OF LIFE!

Finally saw it today at my mom's house. There are a lot of stupid people in America.

Sounds like Hank was on a nonstop party binge that occasionally included a recording session or two. I love it, it's totally real. Not a false (or "professional") note or emotion to be heard. The Down Beat article that's posted here, the Hank interview, gives a brief but vivid account of what Hank's time in Paris was like.

He's not getting older, he's getting better.

"Interesting", but by far my least favorite Konitz Milesrone LP.

The Microsoft Symphonette! Can massive box sets be far behind?

A cellar? A ROOT cellar? Dude, this is Texas, home of shifting sandy loam soil and the area that singlehandly supports the international foundation repair business. If I put in a root cellar, my crib would likely shift all the way down to Houston, where EVERYBODY'S ships would be coming in. In my front door!

Oh well, so much for THAT idea!

Oh yeah, there already is such a place. It's called "marriage", right?

Dude, what the world needs (NOW) is a place where you can get food, sleep, and sex all under one roof.

That peace reigns in Iraq?

Exactly! (but none is to be had )

LTB NEVER growls - she hums in a panoply of finely nuanced sonants, none more fine, none more nuanced, and, definitely, none more sonatic than when the kissing of somebody's ass is the matter at hand.

Call this Son Of Grape Ice Cream, I guess... But geez, I'd think that a cinnamon-flavored soda pop would be quite the delight.

Summarizing the various thoughts expressed in this thread, it seems that if a dog licks your ass, it will then be clean enough for you wife to kiss. Is that what I'm hearing?

Guess he reached the end of his grope...

Fishing is not a hobby if you do it right. It's a meditation.

Sweet Potatoes with Ginger, Pecans, and Jalapeños Featured in the November 1991 issue of Texas Monthly Resurect (add: PERFECT for Easter ) traditional sweet potatoes with some fire and crunch. 4 pounds sweet potatoes 4 tablespoons butter 4 tablespoons flour 3 cups milk 1½ teaspoons salt ½ teaspoon black pepper 1 tablespoon finely chopped fresh ginger 4 jalapeños, stemmed and cut into 1/8-inch-thick rings 1 cup chopped pecans 2 to 4 tablespoons brown sugar Roast sweet potatoes on rack in 325-degree oven until soft (about 60 minutes, depending on size). Place pan in bottom of oven to catch drippings. Allow to cool to room temperature. In saucepan, melt butter. Stir in flour to form a smooth blond roux. Remove pan from heat. Add milk to roux in small portions, stirring vigorously to prevent lumps. When all milk is added, return pan to heat. Stirring continuously, heat mixture until it is slightly thickened. Remove from heat and add salt, pepper, and ginger. Keep warm. Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Peel cooked sweet potatoes and slice into ½-inch rounds. Lay rounds like shingles over bottom of 9- by 13-inch casserole dish. Sprinkle jalapeño rings and chopped pecans over sweet potatoes, and pour milk gravy over them. Sprinkle brown sugar over the top and bake for 30 to 40 minutes or until bubbling. Allow to cool 15 minutes. Serves 8 to 10

Damn, I've been making typos of my own for so long, I don't even see them in other peoples' posts half the time. SENILITY NOW!!!

Pappy Hirthaday!

Whatever happened to the Lampoon as a magazine, anyway?

There are far worse evils that could be foisted upon humanity than an album of Willie Nelson instrumentals. I actually like his guitar soloing. It's bullshit-free, and that goes a long way with me.

Is this another one of those things that's going to make me glad that I don't watch hardly any tv anymore?

Go to bed, Al.