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Here's a preview of the new Levon Helm/ Mavis Staples album Carry Me Home, to be released May 20. Recorded at Levon's Woodstock studio in 2011, shortly before he passed.

The one I had in mind last night wouldn't have required you to change a thing. Now that the tequila buzz has worn off, I'm not so sure... better save your money.

Looks like lumber's almost back to last spring prices.

I'll write you one for a hundo.

With the possible exception of guides and gigilos, everyone is already depressed driving to work.

That reminds me of a good one... Three older, retired gents became close friends having breakfast at the diner every morning at 9AM. One was 65, one was 70, and the eldest was 75. One day the 65yo didn't arrive till 9:15, and promptly began griping about getting old. "I've had to get up at 2AM to pee every night for a month now. Sometimes I have trouble getting back to sleep, and that makes me late getting up. Sorry guys." The 70yo piped up and said, "Just wait, it gets worse. I have to get up at 2AM to pee also, but then I have to get up again at 3:30 to poop." The 75yo, having experienced those issues long ago just grinned and said, "Guys, I have good news. It will get better. I have to pee at 2AM and poop at 3:30 just like you, but I don't get up till 8.

Likin' me some ARS and sunshine today.

Yeah, a lot of my stuff doesn't fit anymore either...

Need a good 55 deg gulley washer.

Meaning you coulda found 50 if you'd tried.

Right. But the average high (his words) should be.

Could you explain that please? (By the way, WeatherBug is widely considered to be malware.)

Get your gear packed Gert, Mardi Gras starts tomorrow!

Previously noted at least 6 times by others, Dr. Strangelove. Free on Cox Contour right now. Anyone that remembers "duck & cover" should (re)watch it for a perspective refresh right now. It's a perspective of the adults that were in charge when we were kids, wackos and all. And a reminder that there have always been wackos. Aside from the hokey B52 flight shots, the majority of it was spot-on procedure and hardware at the time. Yeah, we had B52s in striking range of the USSR 24/7/365 for quite some time. Added; Not to mention, co-written by Stanley Kubrick and stars Peter Sellers (in 3 roles), George C. Scott, Sterling Hayden, and Slim Pickens.

Been bored and homebound so I did a little dusting this afternoon. Came across this one, done dusting now.

I got to try some honey meade made in Frontenac, KS., really liked it.

I'll definitely pass on the possum. Had one for a pet when I was a kid. Coolest pet ever. If you wanted to pick him up, you just put your finger under his tail... ftwap... that tail wrapped around your finger and you'd pick him up. Set him on your shoulder and he'd go sniffin' around, eventually ending with his snoot in your ear... then he'd slip you the tongue... Dang it, now I gotta tell the whole story. Yada yada, north Missouri farm in the 60's. Lots of critters. Home rule was no critters in the house. Critters had the barn, humans got the house. No exceptions. Then Dad brought home a possum that wasn't much bigger than a mouse. He'd mowed hay thru a nest, and that was the only one left alive. We dropper-fed it for a month, then he ate Mom's oatmeal out of a bowl. At about half grown, he preferred grapes. He'd pick them up from the bowl with both front paws, then wash them in his water bowl before he'd eat them. Poss was the only critter allowed in the house, ever, but he was like family. After about a year, we let him go, and he made a nest under the porch. Shortly after, he had a girlfriend that he brought for us to meet. Then they were gone.

I vaguely remember using some kinda lung once. Caught fish. Stuff won't stay on a hook worth a hoot... too fragile. If there's ever a time of year for frozen shad guts, this is it.

here's the manual; https://www.petsafe.net/media/manuals/PDT00-15748_Smart_Dog®_Trainer_Manual.pdf

Reset back to oneshot's OP... sleeping with weapons, ready to fire on... anyone, then his better self questions that strategy; Dude. Don't spend your remaining days scared of anything. You're above that. You know what you've been through, if that didn't get you, you're in a pretty good spot about now, right? Enjoy it.

One day I looked into my rear view mirror, and a-comin' up from behind there was a Georgia State policeman and a hundred dollar fine. Well, he looked me in the eye as he was writin' me up, and said, "Driver, you've been flyin'. And ninety five was the route you were on, it was not the speed limit sign". And they call me Speedball, Speedball Tucker, the terror of the highways and all them other truckers will tell you that the boy is mad, to be drivin' in a rig like that.

Well I had a friend named Ramblin' Bob who used to steal, gamble and rob. He thought he was the smartest guy in town. But I found out last Monday that Bob got locked up Sunday. They got him in the jailhouse way down town. He's in the jailhouse now.

All around in my home town, they're trying to track me down. They say they want to bring me in guilty for the killing of a deputy. For the life of a deputy, but I say, I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.

Cool! Ever hang out with Bear? 🤩

... it's a Grateful Dead song...