I'd rather be the pauper of Scranton than the King of Wilkes-Barre
For the past 3 hours the Orioles have had the best record in baseball. They will have it for at least another 20 minutes, until the brewers beat the reds. I am enjoying it while I can.
The Orioles have the league leaders in average (L. Scott – .500) and RBIs (Huff – 11).
I’d also like to thank the Mariners for the nice batch of pitchers.
if you’re into marble collecting, there is a pretty good auction coming up in Denver, PA.
Morphy’s has the listing here.
People know me as a ‘onion skin’ kinda guy, but hell when you see the Indians and micas at this auction, its kinda hard not to fall head over ‘peel’.
I hereby waive in their entirety, with respect to the construction of roads and fixed and mobile barriers (including, but not limited to, accessing the project area, creating and using staging areas, the conduct of earthwork, excavation, fill, and site preparation, and installation and upkeep of fences, roads, supporting elements, drainage, erosion controls, safety features, surveillance, communication, and detection equipment of all types, radar and radio towers, and lighting) in the Project Areas, all federal, state, or other laws, regulations and legal requirements of, deriving from, or related to the subject of, the following laws, as amended: –Michael Chertoff
Taken from USGS. Points are rough estimates. I would recommend researching each point prior to exploring it. I’m pretty sure none of these shafts are open, but it still interesting to see where they are/were.
photos by CTK
I remember the promise
That you made in the barn
When the kittens were born
And you could not keep warm
So you moved away the mountain
That the sun rose behind
And you said yourself a prayer
And laid down with the blind
But you lost them in your freedom
And you need him now, you’re wild
Blessed is the memory
Of everybody’s child
And the vow of compassion
That you swore through your teeth
When the war began to end
And the photographs weep
Well, nobody blames you
As the train pulls away
With its cargo of snow
For these German paper-weights
But you lost them in your freedom
And you need him now, you’re wild
Blessed is the memory
Of everybody’s child
Well, its five in the morning
There’s no one home
Except for your wife
And your child on the phone
Somebody’s got to listen
To a promise or two
Oh, this room is far too small
For a pilgrim like you
But you lost them in your freedom
And you need him now, you’re wild
Blessed is the memory
Of everybody’s child
So, now that you’ve decided
To follow the sun
Like a shadow of birds
Or a King on the run
Oh, your chains are too dark
For the seas you must swim
You’re smiling at the seaweed
But your smile is too grim
But you lost them in your freedom
And you need him now, you’re wild
Blessed is the memory
Of everybody’s child
Blessed is the memory
Of everybody’s child
Blessed is the memory
Of everybody’s child
-Leonard Cohen-
(previously unreleased)
What if Silda Wall Spitzer paid for Eliot Spitzer’s whores because she was frigid? Perhaps this was an acceptable arrangement in consideration of her unresponsive loins. If that were the case – he wouldn’t need to resign, right?
Maybe the fact that the prostitute was making $5,000/hr should be considered complimentary to Mrs. Spitzer. Maybe she’s worth $4,999/hr to him.
Vampire Weekend sounds like Squeeze.
2 ounces bottom-shelf Gin
3 ounces top-shelf Tonic Water
Pour the gin and the tonic water into a lowball glass half-filled with black diamonds*.
Stir well. Garnish with a 4-leaf clover.
* Black diamonds are ice cubes with black food coloring.
Spread the Love!
There were none. But seriously, I’ve only liked a handful:
There were a chunk of disappointments, but perhaps my expectations were too high:
So, instead I list the best albums that I discovered in 2007:
Vanilla Fudge – Renaissance (1968)
Various Artists – Zigzag: 20 Junkshop Soft Rock Singles from 1970 -1974 (2003)
Ian & Sylvia – Complete Vanguard Studio Recordings (2001)
Great Speckled Bird – Great Speckled Bird (more Ian and Sylvia) (1970)
The Byrds – Sweetheart of The Rodeo (1968)
Neil Young – On The Beach (1974)
In college I had no idea what I wanted out of women, I only knew what I wasn’t getting. At some point a friend recommended I write down all the qualities I wanted in a girlfriend, so I did. This was probably not what he had expected. It’s funny to look back, to see how I searched for a potential life-pincushion.
A Flannery girl…
…drinks beer form a bottle.
…will sleep in a sleeping bag.
…rides roller-coasters.
…looks good in sunglasses.
…has unattached earlobes.
…has cute feet.
…has some artistic ability, but refuses to use it.
…does not enjoy the movie Grease.
…eats Taco Bell.
…is very independent, borderline arrogant.
…is able to complete a Tuesday NYT crossword puzzle.
…enjoys baseball.
…doesn’t eat at the movies.
…can only cook one great meal.
…enjoys laying in the grass without brushing herself off.
…sees the humor in Cops. (the television program).
…doesn’t read Cosmo or Glamour.
…thinks marijuana is overrated.
…doesn’t even notice the subtitles.
…drives better than me.
…doesn’t feel the need to tell me everything.
…is a democratic.
…enjoys setting off fireworks.
…has the ability to entertain herself.
…has a wide repertoire of funny faces.
…knows all the names of chess pieces.
…doesn’t snore.
…can sleep with the blinds open and/or the lights on.
…enjoys listening to the Oldies channel.
…drinks real coffee. (by “real” I meant not cappuccino, etc)
…knows a few dirty jokes.
…can bowl.
…enjoys cereals and pop-tarts.
…collects something (but not dolls).
…prefers the company of dogs to cats.
…has a green thumb.
…can balance a checkbook.
…doesn’t apply bumper stickers to her car.
…can swim well.
…can read a map.
…is un-embarrass-able.
…not too uninhibited. (seems to contradict the previous)
…is spontaneous.
…just self-conscious enough.
