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Post by Dan McLaughlin on Oct 12, 2019 4:00:38 GMT -5
Have good ones.
Looks like hearing aids are in my future. Oticon OPN S. My audiologist has a lot of experience working with musicians who play acoustic guitar.
Thanks to all who have talked about their aids - it really helped.
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Post by Cosmic Wonder on Oct 12, 2019 5:17:00 GMT -5
The caravan ends today with a farewell dinner at Sarafini. Sniff. Kinda gonna miss our 46 Airstream peeps and fellow bourbon fans. But it’s time to head for home. Back to Nashville tomorrow, then Memphis for a two nights so we can go to Graceland and Beale st, then west on I40.
Mike
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Post by millring on Oct 12, 2019 6:42:27 GMT -5
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Post by brucemacneill on Oct 12, 2019 6:55:11 GMT -5
Good morning though we dropped into the 40s for the first time and it's cold by local standards.
I'll do the regular Saturday trash run and then decide whether I need to mow. We haven't had much rain lately so really don't need mowing, I think.
They plowed the farm around me yesterday and stirred up a lot of dust. I suppose they'll put in Winter wheat which at least greens the place up for awhile.
Happy Saturday.
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Post by drlj on Oct 12, 2019 7:29:49 GMT -5
32 degrees. Holy crap! I just turned on the furnace to warm up the place. I hated to do it, too. Where are my woolen boxer shorts?
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Post by t-bob on Oct 12, 2019 9:04:45 GMT -5
Buenos Dias! It’s 44 now it’ll be 77 soon 19 days Mexico
Enjoy your day.....
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Post by coachdoc on Oct 12, 2019 9:21:29 GMT -5
Still a little recovery from the anesthesia and the colonoscopy prep. Phew. Glad no repeat for a few years. Noe my weekend routine of bills and laundry.
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Post by Cornflake on Oct 12, 2019 10:32:52 GMT -5
Good morning. Doc, the best thing about getting a colonscopy done is not having to do it again for a few years.
It started in the 50s here and will reach the 80s where we are. I've been trimming and pruning neglected areas of the yard for an hour and a half and that's barely a start.
Enjoy your day.
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Post by Cosmic Wonder on Oct 12, 2019 10:56:14 GMT -5
Still a little recovery from the anesthesia and the colonoscopy prep. Phew. Glad no repeat for a few years. Noe my weekend routine of bills and laundry. Kaiser is sending out these home test kits where you take a tiny sample of your stool and send to a lab and then they tell you whether you are ok or need something. Way better than the prep for a full colonoscopy. Mike
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Post by billhammond on Oct 12, 2019 11:06:42 GMT -5
It was snowing here earlier, but it's mostly melted from the rooftops and lawns. Not a pleasant day but not a blizzard, either, for which I am thankful and I extend sympathy for those Up North in the Red River Valley, some of whom got over two feet of snow. I've been cold all morning -- time to hop in my heated driver's seat and motor somewhere for coffee.
St. Paul Chamber Orch concert tonight featuring some hotshot German violist and what looks like a good program.
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Post by drlj on Oct 12, 2019 11:12:31 GMT -5
Trump said, last night, he wants to put a “man on the face of the moon.” Uh, didn’t we do that already? I seem to recall a Buzz Aldrin and a few other guys who may have already been there.
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Post by brucemacneill on Oct 12, 2019 11:32:11 GMT -5
Trump said, last night, he wants to put a “man on the face of the moon.” Uh, didn’t we do that already? I seem to recall a Buzz Aldrin and a few other guys who may have already been there. Did he say "A man" or "Man"?
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Post by millring on Oct 12, 2019 11:35:32 GMT -5
As I stand here watching you crossing the field Something of my singularity is revealed For the moon above you stays stuck in that tree It doesn’t follow you. It only follows me
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Post by millring on Oct 12, 2019 11:36:03 GMT -5
I heard the shout come from outside the shop. Being a curious kinda guy, I peeked my head out the back door, only to look up and see the moon scowling down at me.
"I wasn't watching where I was going and I rammed my foot right into this cloud here" he frowned. Then he pointed to the cloud.
I was skeptical. "Why would you need to watch where you're going anyway?" I asked. "Don't you pretty much circle the same sky every night? Besides, it doesn't look to me like you have any feet."
"I do, though" he said. "I have feet. And toes. And my big one is killing me."
"Really?" I asked, still skeptical. "I don't see feet but I'll take you at your word. You've never lied to me before. But....a cloud? Aren't clouds really, really soft?"
"Apparently not this one."
"Well, I hope your toe gets better. Your light is particularly pleasant this evening. You are really putting on a wonderful show tonight. I was enjoying it through my shop window before ... you know ... I heard you...before you stubbed your toe. But your toe's pain is my gain. You kicked that cloud pretty far across the sky now, and that means more of your wonderful silvery light tonight. Maybe I'll walk along beneath you for a while. The pots can wait."
"Harumph" he said. But I could see he was smiling at my compliment as he resumed his arc across the sky.
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Post by millring on Oct 12, 2019 11:36:24 GMT -5
He couldn’t waste a square inch of his kiln So packed, when drafting, it whistled As the flue warmed up, heated air hissed through Flame shot out the base like a missile
It rumbled. It shook itself free from the ground The controls, they came free from the socket It pitched and it yawed, momentarily paused It then just shot off like a rocket
It climbed through the air, it soared into space It pierced the clouds with its chimney harpoon And that’s how it happened, I cannot lie That’s how his were the first pots on the moon.
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Post by millring on Oct 12, 2019 11:37:01 GMT -5
The moon, she has wings that nobody sees Yet somehow she manages to fly right through trees I've watched her do that while driving below her She never snags branches, the limbs never slow her
Maybe her wings retract just like bird's do, Or they are really small, I mean, who believed bees flew? Or maybe she can orient them just as she pleases She can lean back or aim independent of breezes
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Post by millring on Oct 12, 2019 11:37:29 GMT -5
The moon is out tonight.
I know it is. It’s part of my kiln-checking ritual. On my way from shop to kiln building, I look up through the winter branches of my shop’s maple umbrella to check.
It’s there.
But even if I hadn’t checked, I’d have known. I didn’t get my back door closed in time. He followed me into the shop.
He’s been good company these past four hours. He and I relate.
Like the moon’s light I’ll shine Many a time But like the sun’s? Maybe once
Darvin taught Karl taught Doug taught me. And somebody before Darvin taught him. Reflected light passed down, even if but the smallest crescent is evident. And there’s Richard and Tim and Jim and Mike and Michael and John a whole host of other lights reflecting my way. You see them too when you look at my pots.
Like the moon’s light I may shine Many a time But like the sun’s? Maybe once
And then there’re the women potters I don’t know on a first name basis, but whose work inspires me even more. Ms Shankin, Ms Hamlyn, Ms Jefferson, Ms Davis-Woodard.
Like the moon’s light.
It’s 1964 It’s the folded-down back seat of the ’61 Ford Falcon
Jackie and I are lying on our backs and looking up through the station wagon’s rear window as our family makes its way up to Canada for summer vacation. Geoff and Barry are in the middle seat Little Jimmy is asleep in the front, his feet in Dad’s lap, his head on mom’s. And Jackie and I are watching the moon follow us. It neither passes nor falls back. It just follows. It flies right through the tree branches as we speed along beneath them.
Oh Mister Moon, Moon, Mister Silvery Moon Won’t you please shine down on me?
We sing. Mom taught us years ago, and we sing.
Like the moon’s light.
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Post by epaul on Oct 12, 2019 12:45:02 GMT -5
Still a little recovery from the anesthesia and the colonoscopy prep. Phew. Glad no repeat for a few years. Noe my weekend routine of bills and laundry. I just did the "dump in the box". No sweat, easy peasy. (only concern was 'what if I rim shot the box?') Results were negative. If I feel like it, I will do it again in three years or so. Not a concern, really. No family history and two older clean as a whistle brothers (+7 and +11) paving the way. But, it's covered, so, why not. (I do miss the anesthesia and waking up to ice cream part of "The Probe", but the rest of it? Ugh. Give me "Dump in the Box".)
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Post by Cornflake on Oct 12, 2019 12:48:16 GMT -5
I don't mean to get preachy but my first colonoscopy probably added years to my life. A close cousin's failure to get one brought him an early death.
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Post by epaul on Oct 12, 2019 12:58:33 GMT -5
Lot's of snow. But things seem to be settling down. Winds down, snow light. The hammer hit the middle of the state. Uffdah! They got nailed!
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