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Well, we got what we wanted. Chicago vs St Louis. First round. Time for the Blues to show up and prove they're as good as people believe them to be. That monkey won't get any lighter until they get past the first round.

G*******! I. F*****£**. Golly gee whiz. Hogwally: The Meramec in Franklin is your oyster brother. Just spectacular. You've had quite a spring. Congratulations. You've earned it. Just goes to show, hard work pays off. One has to go fishing to catch fish. Man.

Godfrey Daniel! Now I feel pressure! Kind of like Oklahoma.

Hmm. Disagree. Respectfully of course. Now go back to your Carpenters Lp.

It was quite a concert. Live music at its best and worst. Mississippi Nights was THE BEST. Of course, I was younger and thinner and happier back then. 10/16/91 - Mississippi Nights, St. Louis, MO Notes Nirvana had destroyed some of their equipment, including Dave's drums, four nights prior in Chicago, so they borrowed some of opening band Urge Overkill's equipment for this show. Toward the beginning of the show, the crowd repeatedly erupted into frenzied slam dancing and people were being launched into the air. The bouncers on the stage were trying to absorb the flying crowd members and were being quite rough on them. When Kurt was eventually hit by someone from the crowd, he stopped playing and could be heard cursing off mic. Krist pleaded with the crowd to "mellow out." After this scenario repeated itself about four times, Kurt stopped the band and yelled about a bouncer stepping on his distortion pedal and breaking it. Once a replacement was found, the show resumed, but the crowd didn't mellow out. When the band had to stop playing a fifth time, Kurt yelled, " it! You all want to get up on the stage? Well come on up!" The entire crowd swept up onto the stage, and the bouncers and Dave left the stage, leaving Kurt and Krist clutching their instruments against their bodies as the equipment was slammed back against the wall. After about 15-20 minutes of chaos, Krist asked the crowd to leave the stage so they could play some more. The crowd started filing off the stage, and the house lights came on. Eventually, everything was set back up, and the band played for another 45 minutes without further problems. The club stayed open late so they could finish their set. Dave later claimed the band had repeatedly and unsuccessfully requested the security guards to stop being rough with the crowd, so they retaliated by inviting the crowd onstage. Other Performers Urge Overkill

But that's just it. Flukes are throw away. Put 'em on a 4/0 off set worm hook and throw. Once they get beat up, put a new one on. It's overthinking and overkill once you introduce weights or glue or tubing. Also, I do not like extra wide gap hooks, as I believe they hinder movement and reduce hook set percentages. Further, I think braided line improves hook setting and catching. I do hook my flukes as Al describes.

I can see your Kool Aid mustaches from here. Get past the first round. Then we can talk. It's all foreplay now.

Better ingredients, better pizza. Sounds familiar. Are more people cooking at home? Going out to dinner less? Causing new restaurants to go out of business? Food TV corrupting the minds of otherwise sane people? When will the cupcake bubble collapse? Pretty soon, the food industry will eat itself, wondering where everyone went. The answer is: we went to our kitchens to cook local, humane, organic food in our ethically sound kitchen, gathering our multi-culti family around the table. Just like we were told. Going out to dinner will become too expensive. "No one goes there anymore. Too crowded." So, basically, you(us), are ruining the restaurant industry.

Gawd. Just can't get too fired up yet boys.

Good one, Mr Bigs! Pressure is on me now isn't it? Put up or shut up Joe, you wanker! I heard the girls in the LP are relatively "thick," so, I can't vouchsafe for the attractiveness of our fishing sirens. Me? I'm f****** handsome, so no worries there. To be continued... ha ha chuckle chuckle chuckle laugh. I deserve it, no question. C+++s+++++.

Easy, hot rod. Let's get past the first round, then, maybe, we'll get excited..

I just thought it was a boring video. Going downstream in a boat. Big deal. No fish. No naked women. No gunplay. No fighting. No wildlife. No smoking. No drinking. Crap musical score. What are you, fly fishermen?

The Martini is a specific drink. Once you add or subtract ingredients, it is no longer a "martini." What's next, a pickled parsnip? Rutabaga? No gin? A "deconstructed" martini. How about a Honey Nut Cheerio on a toothpick ?

Snagged, that is a violation of gentlemanly forumsmanship, posting foodie pix from a vacation spot. Mmmm. Grouper. There really isn't specific Lebanese food in St Louis anymore. Now lumped into polyglot "Middle Eastern" cuisine. One or two small concerns on South Grand. Unless you are an ethnic foodie completist, your culinary life won't suffer if you don't eat unknown food wrapped in grape leaves. Pioneer Woman- I was nobody until I married one of the wealthiest men in Oklahoma. Now, I have a TV show where I show America how to cook nothing special. But, with luck, you too can deliver homemade biscuits to your hubby, busy ranching on his million acres.

All your beautiful work undone by sauce, molasses based no less. I can barely see pork through my tears. No slaw? Oh, the humanity...

No salmon in Missouri. But, if there was, but there's not, but if there was, but there's not, but if there was, but there's not...............,,,,...b.........the............n...,,,,, .....b...... ............... ...........n.................... Not...... The morality of trout fishing . And people who buy and wear expensive and use expensive gear are portrayed, as usual, neccesarily, as no nothing poseurs. "Plain 'ol folks" condescension at its best. Remember, no laws were broken. And the MDC doesn't care.

According to the laws of the Torah, to be eaten, a kosher species must be slaughtered by a "Schochet," a ritual slaughterer. Since Jewish Law prohibits causing any pain to animals, the slaughtering has to be effected in such a way that unconsciousness is instantaneous and death occurs almost instantaneously. After the animal is slaughtered, the Kosher Supervisor and his team treiber the carcass by removing certain forbidden fats and veins. After the meat has been treibered, it is soaked in a bath in room temperature water for a half hour. To draw out the blood, the soaked meat is then placed on special salting tables where it is salted with coarse salt on both sides for one hour. Chief- I think you are perfectly in the clear. When Donald Trump swings by and thanks you for your support, feed him your pastrami, and tell him the beef was from Mexico.

Pastrami looks delicious. How many sammiches will that pile of meat make? More importantly, is it Kosher?

Thank you. As ever yours, Joe

Seems like we are always "starting over." At SLU, that is. Why doesn't Justin Tatum kick his son's butt and tell him to go to SLU? He's going pro anyway. Tell Duke, "No thanks," enroll at SLU, keep mom happy. Bingo.

Wrench, I said my cats brought them up.... Hmm, but they were whole, and this has never happened before.... Okay. Got it. Obviously its a sign. It tells me I need to reapply sand in the sidewalk and brush it in. In other words, yet another housekeeping chore. Whew, thank gosh. For a minute I thought....ach....nevermind.

In other words, nothing special. Kind of like the Antique Roadshow on PBS. Just thought it was interesting that two minnows made it all the way up to my house. I haven't been fishing, obviously, so, two minnows on my sidewalk would count to my total, right?

My cats brought these to my attention. Probably from the creek behind our house, which is a drainage from our subdivision lake. They were deposited on our stone pathway next to the house. I assume the felines brought them up from the creek. Any idea what they are fellas?

No surprise really. Not the greatest situation for a coach, but, bottom line, he's had two 20 loss seasons in a row. Though coach of the year 3 seasons ago, under difficult circumstances, it's a bottom line business, so, a change was inevitable. Unfortunately, we have to separate the man, personally, from his work. I wonder who's available and willing to take this, frankly, somewhat unappealing job. Barry Hinson?

Yeah, but you're on the water making things happen, and I'm just typing about hair.