Toadfish Monastery

Hmm - yeah yeah

Just one more morning, I have to wake up with the blues
Pull myself outa bed, yeah, pull on my walkin' shoes
Climb up on a hilltop, baby, see what I can see, yeah
The whole world's fallin' down on me, right down in front of me

And I'm hung up upon dreams, I'm never gonna see yet
Lord help me, baby, dreams get the best of me yet

Pull myself together, gonna put on a new face, yeah
Gonna climb down from the hilltop, baby,
Lord, get back in the race

Cause I've got dreams, I've got my dreams
To remember the love we had
I got dreams, yeah I've got my dreams
To remember the love we had

Cause I'm hung up upon dreams, I'm never gonna see yet, not me
Lord, help me baby, dreams get the best of me yet

Alright - yeah yeah

Pull myself together, put on a new face, yeah
Climb down from the hilltop, baby,
Lord, get back in the race

Cause I've got dreams, I've got my dreams
To remember the love we had
I've got dreams, yeah I've got my dreams
To remember the love and peace

And I'm hung up upon dreams, I'm never gonna see yet, not me
Lord, help me baby, dreams get the best of me yet



Dreams I'll Never See by Greg Allman (best version IMHO is by Molly Hatchet)

OK, just in case anyone thinks I'm not completely off my rocker, here's my latest project. Me missus went to get the oil changed in her car last Tursday, and had them change the air filter while they were at it. Inside the air filter, they found these two little buggers. No sign of mom, so now I'm surrogate mother to two orphaned mice, in a house full of 31 cats.

Personally, I think this whole germ thing is a giant conspiracy to get people to spend huge sums of money unnecessarily on ever-more-potent soaps and soaplike soap substitutes. I carry stuff around in my mouth if my hands are occupied carrying other stuff. I don't discriminate much about what I am willing to carry this way (though I will admit that I generally don't carry items scooped from the litterboxes in this fashion). Food that falls on the floor is still food under the five second rule, though I have been known to modify my interpretation with considerations of stickiness and yumminess, and the nature of the area into which the food item in question has fallen. I firmly believe that washing/rinsing with water alone is sufficient to remove at least 95% of these alleged germs from my hands, unless the presence of some ubiquitous sticky stuff renders the use of soap necessary. (Note the subtle render/soap joke there - looks like the ol' brain still has a few functioning synapses left! Ha!)
Ahem, um, well, anyway, I'm probably the most healthiest person I know, and have been for decades. I catch a cold maybe twice in three years, I get fewer than five headaches per year, in the ten years since we moved to this house I've been laid up with flu-like symptoms exactly once, and generally feel fine health-wise. I get four or five hours of sleep most nights, clean a minimum of 24 litterboxes every day, meet the Great Unwashed Horde on a regular basis at work, and lots of other cetera like that. When I was doing the home inspections, I was just as healthy, despite being sneezed on by everyone's five-year-olds, and snuffling around in some astonishingly disgusting basements and attics - to the point where there was usually at least one day a month where I would remove all my clothing before entering my own home. Maybe your immune system is just another muscle that gets stronger with exercise - mine certainly has had its share of exercise over the years.
So anyway that's my not-particularly-well-substantiated opinion - disgusting is in the eye of the beholder. Just because someone thinks something is icky doesn't mean it's bad for you. All this typing has made me hungry - think I'll go have a dirt sandwich.

It's OK, Opsa, we still love you.

Quote from: Sibling Zono (anon1mat0) on August 10, 2009, 04:10:15 AM
the best thing to do is ignore the masses and be happy. 

Hear, hear!! I couldn't agree more. I have been soooo de-stressed since I stopped caring what people might think. Now if I could just get the missus to think the same way...

Quote from: Opsanus tau on August 09, 2009, 03:19:22 PM
Is you dis Ubi Dubium character? I love that name.

Oh, silly Opsa... Ubi is Ubi, Tigger is Tigger!

I'd say that colo(u)r blindness is considered a defect because it reduces one's ability to participate normally in some social activities - I am so afflicted, and shopping for clothing is not an activity that I can participate in productively. Perfect pitch, on the other hand, confers an advantage to a musician, and (perhaps to overcome feelings of inadequacy) regular folks say stuff like "wow, he's great, but that's just because he's a freak". Because of course everyone knows that having perfect pitch obviates any need to study a piece or practice an instrument. [/sarcasm]

Hi, Tigger! Great to see you here, back from getting all surgerificatified an everthing. Let's hope they got it right this time, buncha knuckleheads. See you in the forums!

We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
but the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, 'There is no reason
and the truth is plain to see.'
But I wandered through my playing cards
and would not let her be
one of sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
and although my eyes were open
they might have just as well've been closed

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,'
though in truth we were at sea
so I took her by the looking glass
and forced her to agree
saying, 'You must be the mermaid
who took Neptune for a ride.'
But she smiled at me so sadly
that my anger straightway died

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale

If music be the food of love [see note, left, about this verse + its opening]
then laughter is its queen
and likewise if behind is in front
then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
and attacked the ocean bed

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale

A Whiter Shade of Pale ~~ Procol Harum

Quote from: Pachyderm on August 06, 2009, 03:15:07 PM
Just the usual. Saving the animals...

So today the missus went to get her oil changed, and had them do her air filter at the same time. Inside the old filter, they found two juvenile mice. Said mice (I have not yet been home to meet them) now reside in the terrarium that has been home to two previous mice. Cable TV for the cats. Saving the animals, as usual....

Opsa, I think we have used three or four different brands of winemaking kits. Vino del Vida is one that we have tried several different styles from - we go through Patty and John at Kennebec Home Brew in Farmington. They have loads of kits to choose from, and are two of the nicest, fun-est people I know. We have never been disappointed in a wine we have made, not even a little bit. I don't think it makes any difference what brand you choose, as long as you follow the directions and pay attention to what the wine is doing you can't go wrong. Patty and John always let us use their equipment - buckets, vents, siphon, etc. - we just supply the bottles and buy the corks. And do the drinking part, that's very important.

BC, I can't imagine being left holding the bag on that kind of $. I hope you are not put in a compromising position regarding your own day to day finances. That would be bad enough if it was due to your own poor habits, but if it happens as a result of family irresponsibility it's completely intolerable. I hope no burning bridges come from it, and your funds are restored promptly. I wish I could help.

Red Red Wine ~~ UB40

Red, red wine goes to my head
Makes me forget that I still need her so

Red, red wine, it's up to you
All I can do I've done
Memories won't go, memories won't go

I'd have sworn, that with time
Thoughts of you would leave my head
I was wrong, now I find
Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine, stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearing apart my blue heart

I'd have sworn, that with time
Thoughts of you would leave my head
I was wrong, now I find
Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine, stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearing apart my blue blue heart

Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
You keep me rockin' all of the time
Red red wine, you make me feel so grand
I feel a million dollar when you're just in my hand
Red red wine, you make me feel so sad
Any time I see you go, it make me feel bad
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline

Red red wine you make me feel so fine you keep me rockin all of the time
red red wine you make me feel so grand, I feel a million dollars when you just in my hand
Red red wine you make me feel so sad, anytime I see you go make me feel bad
Red red wine you make me feel so fine, Monkey pack him Rizla pon the sweet Dep line
(red red wine)
Red red wine, you give me whole heap of zing, whole heap of zing you make me do my own thing
(It's up to you...)
Red red wine, you give enough of  love, Your kind of lovin' like a blessing from above
Red red wine, I loved you right from the start, Right from the start with all of my heart
Red red wine in an eighties style
Red red wine in a modern beat style
Yeah


Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine
You make me feel fine all of the time
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him Rizla pon the sweet Dep line
The line broke, the money get choked
Bunbah, ganjapani, little rubber boat
Red red wine, I'm gonna hold on to you
Hold on to you 'cause I know you love truth
Red red wine, I'm gonna love you till I die
Love you till I die, and that's no lie
Red red wine, can't get your off my mind
Wherever you may be, I'll surely find
I'll surely find, Make no fuss, just leave us

Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind
Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine
You make me feel fine all of the time
Red red wine, you make me feel so fine
Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline
The line broke, the money get choked
Bunbah, ganjapani, little rubber boat

Red red wine, you give me not awful love
Your kind of lovin' like a blessing from above
Red red wine, I loved you right from the start
Right from the start, with all of my heart
Red red wine, you give me holy pahzing
Holy pahzing, you make me do my own thing
Red red wine in an eighties style
Red red wine in a modern beat style
Yeah

13 Questions ~~ Seatrain


Deep in the darkest hour of a very heavy week,
Three Earthmen did confront me, and I could hardly speak.
They met me in a hurry, they left me tired and sore,
And when I'm fit for wishing, I hope they'll come no more.
When I'm wishing, I hope they'll come no more.

Standing by the exit, with one eye on the door,
I listened to them argue. I asked them "Why? What for?"
They showed me 19 terrors, and each one struck my soul,
They threw me 13 questions, each one an endless hole.
Thirteen questions, each an endless hole.

Did you see the moon last night,
Hung like a Chinese ball?
You should have seen the moon last night
At the party of us all.

Deep in the darkest hour of a very heavy week,
Three Earthmen did confront me, and I could hardly speak.
They showed me 19 terrors, and each one struck my soul,
They threw me 13 questions, each one an endless hole.
Thirteen questions, each an endless hole.

Have you ever thought about your soul - can it be saved?
Or perhaps you think that when youre dead you just stay in your grave
Is God just a thought within your head or is he a part of you?
Is Christ just a name that you read in a book when you were in school?

When you think about death do you lose your breath or do you keep your cool?
Would you like to see the pope on the end of a rope, do you think hes a fool?
Well I've seen the truth, yes I've seen the light and I've changed my ways
And I'll be prepared when you're lonely and scared at the end of our days

Could it be you're afraid of what your friends might say
If they knew you believe in God above?
They should realize before they criticize
That God is the only way to love

Is your mind so small that you have to fall
In with the pack wherever they run
Will you still sneer when death is near
And say they may as well worship the sun?

I think it is true it was people like you that crucified Christ
I think it is sad the opinion you had was the only one voiced
Will you be so sure when your day is near, and say you dont believe?
You had the chance but you turned it down, now you can't retrieve

Perhaps you'll think before you say that God is dead and gone
Open your eyes, just realize that hes the one
The only one who can save you now from all this sin and hate
Or will you still jeer at all you hear? yes! I think its too late.

After Forever ~~ Black Sabbath

I Don't Believe She's Coming Home Tonight
Me

I don't believe she's coming home tonight
I don't know why, I can't explain
I don't believe she's coming home tonight
I got the feelin' in my veins
I'll sit up late, with a bottle
Try to drown some of the pain
I can't believe this is happening
My thoughts are drivin' me insane
I think of all the happy times we had together
My tears fall down like bitter rain
Bitter rain
Bitter rain

I don't believe I'll get much sleep tonight
Can't sleep without her by my side
I don't believe I'll get much sleep tonight
Not with this hurtin' deep inside
I look around at the apartment
Remembering how hard I tried
Tried to hold this thing together
And how I swallowed all my pride
But she just threw it all right back in my face
She didn't care how much I cried
I cried
I cried

I don't know how I'll make it through tonight
This is the worst feeling I've ever known
I don't know how I'll make it through tonight
I never felt so damn alone
Why can't I just go back to yesterday?
We had such a happy home
The cat and the dog, they just ignore me
They don't care how much I moan
And while I tell myself this is just a bad dream
Deep in my heart I know she's gone
She's gone
She's gone

1. Would you trust anyone with your life (apart from medics, fire service etc)?
Yup, I have a few friends who served in combat with various branches of the US military, and I'd trust any of them with my life - even Tom L., who I really only know from work. Those guys do not mess around with anything that's even moderately serious. I'd like to think I could trust my brothers, but they're both fairly inept. I'd trust their intentions, but not their abilities. I'd trust my brother in law, my cousin (well, he is a trauma surgeon after all, maybe he doesn't count), my friend Patty the Forester .... ummm, can't think of anyone else. My wife is too panicky, sad to say.

2. What three objects would you take with you to the moon?
A really good telescope (talk about no interference!!!), a bunch of bacteria to leave behind, and a guitar. gotta have my guitar.

3. If you had to be someone else, who would it be?
I would probably choose some really great guitarist whose name starts with "S". Segovia, Satriani, Santana ...


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1. If you knew you were going to die, where would you go to do it?

2. Do you think you are in good physical condition for your age?

3. Have you ever put yourself in physical danger to help another, either human or nonhuman?