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Post by mnhermit on Jan 24, 2018 10:05:07 GMT -5
48F headed for a high of 49F, probably rain, but not right now.
better days y'all
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 24, 2018 9:53:51 GMT -5
I knew someone in Mpls that read 'Left Hand of Darkness' every fall to prepare herself for winter. 'The Dispossessed' or 'The Lathe of Heaven' are the S/F book/novella I'd recommend. And after reading The Lord of the Rings, The Earthsea Trilogy is a refreshing breath of brevity and concise prose about as fully developed a fantasy world as middle earth. All her heroes are flawed, all her resolutions are, sometimes harsh, compromises,
RIP Ms LeGuin.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 23, 2018 10:22:34 GMT -5
rain off and on all day today. Other than chores may work on taxes, indoor organizational tasks...I'm sure there's something that needs to get done and I might remember what it is if I'm up and moving around.
better days y'all
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 23, 2018 0:16:58 GMT -5
I didn't know that a banjo could possibly cost $50,000 Though I could go for that banjo/mandolin
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 22, 2018 9:37:56 GMT -5
yup, I think they've (Duluth Trader) got a pretty good handle on their marketing image.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 22, 2018 9:32:12 GMT -5
dogs got me up at 4:15, put them out and went back to bed - at least it wasn't raining. 41F, might get to 49F, sporadic rain and cloudy. It's shopping day, after chores of course.
better days y'all
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 21, 2018 8:47:49 GMT -5
oh, goodie, dueling dailies wind blowing up a storm, but it's a warm wind. Monthly bridge, this month in Bellingham so I'm up early and chores will be done early since I have to catch the 9:00 o'clock ferry. Sure wish the sun came up earlier. better days, eh?
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 21, 2018 8:46:50 GMT -5
wind blowing up a storm, but it's a warm wind. Monthly bridge, this month in Bellingham so I'm up early and chores will be done early since I have to catch the 9:00 o'clock ferry. Sure wish the sun came up earlier.
better days, eh?
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 20, 2018 12:52:16 GMT -5
There's some blue sky today, and two parties to make an appearance at later. It's hard for me to realize that my nephew is closer to 40 than 30 here's to better days.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 20, 2018 12:37:52 GMT -5
If Doug's songbook is a PDF, perhaps it can be posted here and kept in the library. If needed, I could probably turn it into a PDF. a portion of his songbook is in PDF, those songs that he thought he could perform if given a week to prepare/'brush up'. He would keep the .doc portion updated and would then create a PDF when he reembered. There's also a section that is just a collection of songs that he pulled off the internet that he wanted to work on/format for future use. one of the copies I have of the PDF file is 2.4 GB, I don't think it can be stored on the board and emailing is also out of the question. I'll look into putting it on some kind of file sharer. Or bringing a bunch of microSD cards or USB sticks to IJ '18.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 19, 2018 15:49:17 GMT -5
Doug gave me a copy of his digital songbook. I am sure the words are in there. Thanks Rob, I have several generations of copies of his songbook , I'm sure you're right.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 19, 2018 15:46:35 GMT -5
For some reason I did not know you guys went that far back. I never understood why Doug chose to befriend me over the years but he never let me get out of touch for too long, bullying me in his good hearted way to visit, keeping in touch through miles and years. Many of our mutual friends have fallen by the wayside, distance and time being too much of a barrier to continue the bonds we once had, but Doug wouldn't let that happen with me. Over the years I've come to the conclusion it started one Friday night in '78 or '79. We'd been friends for a few years by this time, hunting buddies, pot friends, guitar players, bridge partners. I'd gotten into the habit of stopping by his place on my way home from swing shift work - there was usually a small party going on there any given weekend night. This was after he'd been divorced by his 3rd wife and Doug being Doug liked having people around. This particular Friday night I found him sitting on the floor of his ground floor apartment alone, pistol on the sofa and rifle across his legs. He'd gotten word from one of his exes that a biker gang he'd had a run in with in Florida had found out where he lived and was coming to exact revenge. I still don't know how true that story was, but I sat with him for a couple hours in the wee hours that night and told stories to each other and passed the pipe, drinking some coffee. I don't know if this was really the factor that changed our friendship, but I think the fact that I accepted his (possible) danger with equanimity and didn't immediately run off is what he saw in me. I'm hoping that I eventually lived up to that. I know my life would have been much poorer without him in it. He drug me to the music store and helped me pick my first steel string guitar (Takemine FS340) telling me the nylon string just didn't have the oomph I needed. If for nothing else that would put me in his debt forever.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 19, 2018 15:04:53 GMT -5
I'll have you know that song was taught to both Doug and I by a sweet mother of two...after we stopped LOAO when she first played it at a party I gave in 1977 or 78. Well then, Dennis, I guess it falls to you so sing it at the next Ijam. We'll be looking forward to it. If I can remember the words
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 19, 2018 12:18:57 GMT -5
I'll have you know that song was taught to both Doug and I by a sweet mother of two...after we stopped LOAO when she first played it at a party I gave in 1977 or 78.
I met Doug in the Student Union bldg at WSU in 1976 when he sat in as a 4th for our continuous bridge game. He was wearing a t-shirt with the Daytona speedway on it and regaled us with tales of his racing in preliminary races during Speedweek. I still don't know how true many of his stories were...he liked to tell stories, but they were all fun to listen to.
We tried to establish a dog ranch on 40 acres of desert in E. Washington. Living on potatoes, eggs and krusteaz pancake mix with water hauled in a used hot water heater in the back of the pick-up we both pared any excess weight we might have been carrying. We went to visit parents of a good friend up in Grand Coulee. The mom took one look at us and started pulling food out, 'you boys are too skinny...have some more' Doug weighed in at 127 that day and felt as healthy as he ever had, but we had the best meal of the summer that night.
it was good to know him.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 19, 2018 12:01:18 GMT -5
I wish you and you're family peace in this time of sorrow.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 19, 2018 11:51:00 GMT -5
gray, cool day, but the dog needs to be walked and the donkey's need to be fed. I'm reminded of the old buddhist adage - 'To reach enlightenment, chop wood, haul water, after reaching enlightenment, chop wood, haul water'
big hugs to you all
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 18, 2018 21:19:37 GMT -5
Chris just called me. Doug passed away in his sleep this afternoon at 3:15PM MST (Arizona Time) I'm heartbroken.
This is something he sent to me 10 days ago, before he went into the hospital in case of this event:
Goodbye to the Sounhole
To each and everyone here on the Soundhole and those who have left. I love you one and all and over the last almost 20 yrs, from the days of TTT on, you have been the group of friends I'm most happy to have known.
No one needs to morn my death, if you feel the need to do something play a song or plant a tree.
Proud to have been my parents son. Proud to have been a Marine. Proud to call the Soundhole people my friends.
Stephen Douglas Heard 3-5-49
(and Bill, it is EXACTLY as he wrote it, I think he left the spelling error just for you)
I'll remmeber all the laughter and all that he did for me.
sorry this just sucks...
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 18, 2018 9:49:56 GMT -5
rained overnight, cloudy this morning, 47F headed for a high of 51...yup spring is here. Need to get stuff done, just don't know what will get done today.
better days!
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 17, 2018 12:17:57 GMT -5
Stay warm, stay home Shannon.
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Post by mnhermit on Jan 17, 2018 10:52:54 GMT -5
beautiful photo, beautiful spirit, thanks for posting/sharing Howard.
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