Did you ever think about Judas?
He was Jesus friend. One of his followers. Someone he trusted and wanted to spread the Good News. But Judas didn't really love Jesus. Well at least not enough. He just sold him out. For money.
I mean he repented later. He was sorry he did it and tried to give it back. But you can't give it back when you take those thirty pieces of silver. Once you do it you can't undo it.
On the corner of my block there is a statue of St Lucy with her eyeballs on a plate. St. Lucy wouldn't marry a pagan and give up her devotion to Jesus. She took her dowry and gave it to the poor and starving. Her bridegroom was outraged and denounced her as a Christian. When they couldn't move her or burn her they gouged out her eyeballs with a fork. That is why she is traditionally depicted as holding a plate with her eyeballs on it.
You will find a statue of St Lucy in most real old style Churches. She is one of the most popular and venerated saints. You know you are in a real old school Catholic church when you see St Lucy with her eyeballs on a plate.
St Lucy wasn't like Judas. She didn't take the life of ease and comfort. I mean all she had to do was deny her faith. Maybe not even that. She would just have to hide it. Hide the symbols and practices and not give witness. Then she would have all the riches of the world. She just had to pretend.
St Lucy was no Judas.
I am no St Lucy.
But I am giving up my rage for Lent.
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I can see that.
St. Lucy
Let he who is without sin, cast the first stone.
We all fall short of the glory of God.
Don't beat yourself up.
One year I gave up nagging for Lent.
It was the best Lent David ever had.
St. Lucy's theme song?
Here's a slightly different take on the Judas thing.
Both Peter and Judas betrayed Jesus. Both did it in a very public way. Both sinned.
Judas, however, fell into despair and hanged himself.
Peter was reconciled with the Lord after His resurrection. Remember the Feed my Lambs; Feed my Sheep; Tend my sheep story? Three public proclamations to undo his three betrayals.
The way to avoid being Judas-y is to not despair and return to Jesus for reconciliation.
Exercise helps curb rage..just sayn'! I know it's a hectic schedule but just 20-30 minutes of brisk walking will be time very well spent. Take it from a dude who was VERY much like you years back.
Nick, so right. When I'm upset about something, getting outside to take a long brisk walk, well in summer here, or on the treadmill, with very loud music playing does wonders. Gets those endorphins flowing, good stuff.
Feed your brain, au natural.
The one thing St. Lucy does which is not saintlike is she always snatches the football away at the last minute. Not nice. But even a saint has to have a laugh once in a while.
Exercise helps curb rage..just sayn'! I know it's a hectic schedule but just 20-30 minutes of brisk walking will be time very well spent.
I find that intense house cleaning does something like that for me. If I'm suddenly on my hands and knees grimly scrubbing the corners of the kitchen floor or on a ladder cleaning the tops of the door frames, my husband knows to just go quietly away for a while.
It usually is not him that I am raging at...but he could be damaged in the rage fall out. :-)
The upside is that the house is cleaner. And a lot less rage sense retirement too!
I'm giving up junk food like potato chips and other mindless snack foods that are easy to eat while working on the computer or the books for the business.
Gah. Since. not Sense.
Also.....throwing Tupperware around is a great stress reliever.
1. You can't hurt it or anything else.
2. It bounces around really satisfactorily
3. After a few random bounces you realize how silly you are being and start laughing at yourself.
Vent rage,
anger blows.
Hunger grows,
defeat wheat.
Margaret of Cortona
Washington of Mount Vernon
Yes Chickie, don't eat a huge bowl of pasta or a loaf of bread to deal with anger, made me gain almost 40 pounds at one time.
Ruth, how about this song.
Hertz found what eyes could not see...
Did you ever think about Judas?
Who was jealous of the Lord.
Then he fell into despondency.
The whole incident untoward.
Hey, a non-believer can have an opinion too.
Has anyone even seen ritmo? Someone should knock on his door and make sure he is okay.
Why? Perhaps his meds are now titrated and we should leave him alone.
Has anyone even seen ritmo? Someone should knock on his door and make sure he is okay.
Maybe Troop could start a new series in his honor or at least do a commenter's memory post.
With all the female attention he garnered, here's a suggested theme song:
Come and knock on our door
John Ritter = Ritmo (lol)
EBL said...
Hertz found what eyes could not see...
Remember Hurts donut?
Live and learn at TY. Couldn't believe the eyeballs on a plate story until I saw it for myself. (Put me in the Thomas catagory). The wiki pic brought a laugh and gave pause because those eyeballs are not rolling around, staring fixedly upward (EBL's Link) or sitting in a bloody mess. They are watchfully taking in all that is going on in front of them as if they are still connected to the mainframe. Saint Lucy is holding a plateful of awareness.
@RuthAnne
I love that lent idea! And a gift to David as well. A twofer.
Wouldn't it be great to give up nagging for good and let our men lead? So easy to say, though. Not so easy to do for the daughters of Eve!
Not so easy at all.
Darcy:
The old saying is '21 times makes a habit' and in 40 days of Lent the habit [of not nagging or WHATEVER] is well on its way. The stronghold is broken by humble submission to God.
Amen, sister. :)
Men nag too:)
Allie Oop said...
Men nag too:)
Mainly just the sitzpinkler types.
Men tend to nag by busting balls. Both sexes can also be bullies, again w/ a different tenor, but bullying nonetheless. Man bullying can be violent, woman bullying is not usually violent but no less destructive to any normal type of interraction. I've noticed woman bullies are the quickest to cry "You're bullying" when you come back @ their horseshit. Man bullies often just back down and keep their mouths shut when challenged.
So a real he man type will just tell his woman what to do. No sitzpinkling. No nagging. So what if his woman thinks he is dead wrong? Should she still let him take the lead?
I'm just messing with you, don't mind me.
I cannot believe this post wasn't titled "I Love Lucy."
@Allie
Yes. :)
I meant that in answer to what a woman should do, in my opinion. But I didn't address the question of what it means for a man to lead. Just saying that you either let him lead or you don't. Deciding that he's wrong and then taking the wheel is what women want to do. If there is always that threat looming, how does a man relax and really lead?
@Chip
I didn't even know about Lucy, and I kind of love her! :)
Song of the day.
HA! Brilliant, Chip.
Are Chip and Ruth Anne the same person? They both linked the same song in the same thread.
Note: I'm not claiming to be any good at this!
If there is always that threat looming, how does a man relax and really lead?
Leading from behind is a great position to be in sometimes.
Nawteh.
Darcy is teh hawt.
I mean, you all know that, but the whole "let men lead" thing is spot on.
Even when he's wrong, Allie? Maybe especially when he's wrong.
I think that maybe the deal is, you let him lead, right and wrong, because most of the time it just doesn't matter much.
Then when it does, you speak your mind and he listens. Because he's confident in himself and you.
The nagger gets tuned out. The "go your own way" gets resented and undermines the unit.
Darcy is a wise woman! And not even Latina!
I'm not good at it! Hence, the alone part.
But yeah, that's it, Blake. And I can't really take credit for God's plan, but you're sweet. ;-)
You get credit for seeing it, despite the propaganda to the contrary.
And, I figure you're not THAT good at it. You're sorta Maureen O'Hara in "The Quiet Man".
The Irish and the temper and all that. Heh. (And teh hawtness.)
Mary Kate Danaher. One of my favorite characters ever.
"Here's a good stick to beat the lovely lady."
I'm surprised that line hasn't been bleeped out. LOL.
Oops. Apologies to Ruth Anne.
My husband and I seemed to be able to work issues out with input from both of us, he never made me think he was leading, but hey he was a very intelligent man, maybe he was leading and I just didn't know it!
I've read what you've written about your husband, Allie. I'm so glad you had him.
Darcy, I doubt there is another human male on this earth that was as right for me as he was. I miss him everyday of my life.
He wouldn't mind leading from behind :)
I think this is about semantics, Allie.
Nagging is a symptom of an inability to do what you describe.
At the risk of seeming like a damn sitztinkler, this means that the object of nagging is also to blame.
A woman who wakes her man up the right way doesn't have to nag. Likewise, a man who wants to be awakened the right way will pick up his damn socks.
I agree Chip, I don't believe in nagging, if I feel inclined to nag, I usually think its because the guy isn't the right one for me and I don't waste my time (well, not anymore, I used to) hence the alone part, just like Darcy.
Chip S.: Great minds and all that.
This song really sums up this thread for me too.
This song reminds me of Darcy.
Ruth Ann, it's just an issue of mine, not trying that hard to work out differences with men I was with after my husband died.
But if one is married and has small children, I totally understand doing whatever it takes to make the marriage work.
I hope you don't take my last comment as me trying to project onto any other woman the way I do things as being correct in any way.
It's probably actually pretty messed up.
Aww, chickie!
I think that maybe the deal is, you let him lead, right and wrong, because most of the time it just doesn't matter much.
True dat. For everything in life but especially in your marriage.
Know when to pick your battles and when to stand your ground. The little shit means nothing. Socks on the floor, leaving the seat up on the toilet, not listening because your mind is preoccupied.. pshaw....who cares.
I won't say I "let" my husband do anything because that assumes that I have control over his actions....and believe me, no one can do that.
But, unless it is a big deal, like something that I would think would get us into trouble or something very very costly that should require both people to agree upon....I just leave it alone.
Otherwise I support his decisions (even when I have my doubts) and don't question his judgement.
Then when it does, you speak your mind and he listens. Because he's confident in himself and you.
Yep.
One thing we had to get straight when we first got married was that when I would remark: "Wow, that arbor/patio/car (or whatever) looks really cool, wouldn't it be nice if someday we could....whatever" That it did not mean I was adding something to his "to do list"...like his ex-wife who was quite demanding.
I am just dreaming out loud and I don't expect that it will ever happen, but if it did...wouldn't it be nice. And if it didn't ...so what.
My random thoughts are not commands.
I almost corrected the "let" part earlier, DBQ. You're right that it's not the right way to express it.
Again, I am no expert at all. At anything, really. Obviously. :)
Darcy, don't sell yourself short, I bet you are near expert in being kind and a good friend:)
Principal: Is there a Mr. Gump, Miz Gump?
Mrs. Gump: He's on vacation.
Darcy's comment made me think of that quote.
Sixty, Forrest Gump, one of the best films ever.
Gump, what is your sole purpose in this Army?!
Gump's answer is the secret to a succesful marriage. ;)
Drill Sergeant: Gump! What's your sole purpose in this army?
Forrest Gump: To do whatever you tell me, drill sergeant!
Drill Sergeant: God damn it, Gump! You're a god damn genius! This is the most outstanding answer I have ever heard. You must have a goddamn I.Q. of 160. You are goddamn gifted, Private Gump. Listen up, people...
An interesting thing about the book as opposed to the movie is that Gump was an idiot savant. Only the scene where he reassembled his rifle showed his otherwise hidden brilliance.
But otherwise the book was unreadable. How Zemeckis found the movie he made in Winston Groom's book is beyond me. But then again, I could never figure out how Brian Wilson found the music in Sloop John B, either. I am not a genius.
Allie Oop said...
Sixty, Forrest Gump, one of the best films ever.
Never seen it.
Sixty, Sloop John B, you know that's my favorite Beach Boys song?
Are you serious Chickie?! You never saw it?
I'm serious. Tell me what I missed.
I have seen "My Dinner With Andre" and I think it sucks.
My opinion of "My Dinner With Andre" may have been influenced by the opinions of the controlling witch I was dating at the time. She adored it.
I'd weigh in on the relationship stuff, but even my friends don't like me, so never mind.
It's an epic, I think it's 3 hours long, follows the life of a young man, with less than average intelligence and his special friend Jenny. It takes place in the 50's, 60's and 70's. He enriches everyone's lives who he crosses paths with.
The sound track alone is worth watching the movie for.
I have seen "My Dinner With Andre" and I think it sucks.
I haven't seen it, b/c I'm certain that I'd think it sucked.
Only thing worse would be to have to watch it while listening to Bob Dylan.
The sound track alone is worth watching the movie for.
Oh, I do know the sound track. And the movie was one of my dad's favorites. He said once: "That's my life".
It's just an anomaly that I haven't seen it.
Wallace Shawn's speech impediment makes him unintelligible to me. I have never seen that movie, and based on the way EBC carries on about it, I never will.
Forrest Gump is an awesome movie. Not perfect, but darned near. I watch it every time it shows up on the television.
Brian Wilson took an old folk tune, which I am unable to abide, and created a stunning song. That's genius right there.
I just stuck Forrest Gump in the VCR, yes I still have a combo VCR/DVD player.
Mama always had a way of explainin' things the way I could understand them....
Mama was a real smart lady.
As many times as I have watched the movie, I never did any research on where it was filmed. Sometimes those things are obvious - to me, Last of the Mohicans was filmed in North Carolina. No way those two forests look anywhere near alike.
Likewise, In the Heat of the Night was clearly not shot in the south - I am colorblind and even I could tell that the color of everything from the sky to the soil was wrong. When the suspect is running through the woods I saw white oaks and maples - sorry charlie, that's not Mississippi.
So I was surprised to learn that FG was filmed in South Carolina, not Alabama, with some scenes shot in North Carolina. I guess Greenbow county is truly in the land of make believe, kind of like Forrest York.
"My Dinner with André" is a movie for those with Nonverbal learning disorder.
Ah Sixty, another one of my all time favorite movies! The Last of the Mohicans, absolutely gorgeous, beautiful. I have been to South Carolina, Beaufort and Columbia. I loved Georgia, Savannah. Actually I was in North Carolina, Cape Fear. Was at a outside jazz place, where some of the local guys made fun of our accent, lol.
Oh yah, you betcha, we sure laugh at the Wisconsinites around here, doncha know.
Forrest Gump is...well, I'm sure it's perfectly lovely if you're a Boomer.
Sorta like, I dunno, Breakfast Club if you're Gen X. No, maybe...that movie named after film that came out this year...Kodachrome? 16MM? Super 8!
Even that's not quite right. Well, when Gen X gets to pulling the strings in Hollywood, I'm sure they'll put up a movie about a guy who was doing all those things they thought were important.
lol
It's possible I'm a weeee bit crabby.
I did like My Dinner With André, though. I wouldn't recommend it for most folks I don't think.
Now don't get us mixed up with Minnasotans! We sound much more Germanic.
I did like 'My Dinner With André,' though. I wouldn't recommend it for most folks I don't think.
I pretty sure you have to be pretty high caliber intellectual to appreciate it.
Minne-freakin'-sota, Wis-freakin'-consin - what do they have in common? They are two states I will never visit. Full up with June, July and winter havin' half-cannuck mofos.
I kid, I kid.
Tarheels shouldn't make fun of anyone else's accent.
Oooo - the 90s! Call me when it gets hot.
We had our big blizzard the other day - the snow almost covered the grass and had melted by noon. I keep thinking I need to move farther south - winters here are too harsh.
It only got to 75 today.
Way to leave my comment hangin', Oppster! ;^)
I pretty sure you have to be pretty high caliber intellectual to appreciate it.
That seems unlikely. I'm hardly an intellectual, much less high. Er, caliber.
I mean, hands down, the best movie of that year was Road Warrior. But I also liked this.
Sixty!
Wisconsin is a beautiful state, it gets HOT in summer, we have temps in the 90s at times and as humid as the south. We lay between Lake Michigan and the Mississippi, tropical at times and tornados are just plain summer fun, breaks up the monotony.
But If North Carolina looks anything like scenes in Last of the Mohicans, I plan on making it a vacation destiny one day.
My Navy daughter is going to try to get orders for Cherry Point when she gets back from Afghanistan, she has to stay for another year at Camp Pendleton, she hates California.
Ooops, lol.
Allie:
I gave up nagging before we had kids. So I didn't take offense at any of the interesting discussion between you and Darcy.
I liked Forrest Gump, but after having been a transplant in the south for 20+ years, I realize that people mangle a real southern accent on film a lot. And that bugs me just like my husband [a real Southerner] laughing out loud in 'Fargo' when he heard the accent because he thought it sounded JUST LIKE my brother-in-law and I thought that was overdone, too.
And North Carolina is one of the most perfect vacation destinations. Within this glorious state, you have the Eastern Continental Divide and lush mountains, a Piedmont area of lovely rolling hills, the Sandhills and, of course, the beach.
The most delicious peach I ever ate was one I bought at a roadside stand in NC.
Fittingly, for this thread, I was on my way to Nag's Head at the time.
It's a given that actors can rarely get accents correct. Hanks tried to do a Boston accent in Catch Me if You Can - that was not good.
I guess the Dingo Ate Moy Baybee actress does okay, but every southern accent I hear on screen sounds phony.
Okay, yet another name drop - I met Tommy Silva of This Old House fame at a woodworking trade show. I told him that I enjoyed hearing the Boston accent, he replied "I don't have an accent, youse guys do." That made me laugh.
But If North Carolina looks anything like scenes in Last of the Mohicans, I plan on making it a vacation destiny one day.
The western mountains do. Joyce Kilmer forest is out here. Ancient, giant trees. Not redwoods, but stunningly beautiful. The dogwoods in spring that dot the mountainsides are delightful.
The Dragon's Tail is a stretch of road that is a magnet for motorcycles and sports cars. Twisting and winding its way through the mountains, it's a great drive.
The previous message was brought to you by the Western North Carolina Chamber of Commerce, windbag edition.
...every southern accent I hear on screen sounds phony.
I remember reading a review of the old mini-series "North and South." The writer complained that the production company must have used Gomer Pyle as the speech coach.
The Carolina accents are actually quite diverse. We lived in Charlotte when we first became Tarheels. We thought everyone in the South sounded the same. After becoming accustomed to the Piedmont accent, we moved to the mountains. The people sounded like hicks to us. After spending a couple years here, the Piedmont accent sounded strange to our ears.
One day we were blueberry picking in a patch about six miles from our house. We could hear some people talking a few trees over from us. They had a very distinct accent that my wife and I both noticed. After we worked our way over toward them, we discovered that we knew the people. They lived in an isolated part of the county and had developed a separate accent. It had never registered with my ears, but hearing them talk amongst themselves, it came out stronger than when they were mingled in with other locals not quite as isolated.
When I stop at the Big D gas station at the end of the road (where the chickens peck around the pumps and front door) I leave grammar in the Jeep. It doesn't help me communicate with the gang that hangs out in there.
Only during Lady Gaga's song Judas.
Otherwise, no.
tits.
I live in Boston and consider myself a Bostonian as I have been here over 20 years.
And I can definitely nail it when I need to.
Every time I say I am "wicked hard" to my trick he goes down on his knees to worship my hog. And I have a pretty large hog. All my friends tell me it is big, so I know it is big.
I would be sad if my hog was small. That must be so demoralizing.
I don't have any bush around my hog either so it looks especially large.
For those of you smaller hog people, please shave the bush-it will make it look a little bigger.
tits.
My Dinner With Andre was so boring to me I had to watch it three times, because I fell asleep during the first two screenings! (for real!)
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I think that's probably a fair assessment. But some of us like that.
I also love Apocalypse Now, which one of my best bull session buds described similarly.
Note that the Coen Brothers are Minnesotans, so I 'spect they did a good job with Fargo.
Well, that, and I knew a woman from Minnesota at the time it came out. She'd been living in L.A. for decades and scoffed at the accents. Then she went back home and came back and said, "That's exactly how they talk."
Heh.
It's a given that actors can rarely get accents correct. Hanks tried to do a Boston accent in Catch Me if You Can - that was not good.
My husband's mother's family is from Arkansas and they have a lot of relatives still there.
Billy Bob Thorton in Sling Blade nailed the regional Arkansas accent and used a lot of the slang that is common. Staub for short pointed stick for example.
@ Allie
California is a big BIG state with a lot of different areas and is much more than the coastal liberal urban enclaves. Your daughter should get out more (if she can....I know she is just a bit busy right now)
Here is the view from my deck in the fall and a view of my general "neighborhood". We have snow and cold in the winter and hot 90's in the summer. All four seasons.
Winter sunrise from my deck
State of Jefferson Chamber of Commerce message :-D
California is a big BIG state with a lot of different areas and is much more than the coastal liberal urban enclaves.
Camp Pendleton and Oceanside are far from being a liberal coastal enclave. Quite the opposite.
But maybe that's the problem?
Maryland has a lot of distinct accents, from the Dundalk "Downy oh shin, hon" to Brunswick "Poosh and boosh" to the eastern shore to the mountains in the west - it's a wonder anyone there can understand what others are saying.
My parents, who were from Mississippi found it appalling when I spoke like the locals in upper Montgomery county when I was growing up. The large structure that supplied water to the community was known as a "Werder tar". Appalling, I know.
And totally don't get me started on California - fer sherr!
Camp Pendleton and Oceanside are far from being a liberal coastal enclave. Quite the opposite
Well, that IS true. They are very lovely parts of the State. I was thinking that Allie's daughter probably hadn't had the opportunity to see the rest of California or get off base with the exceptions of going to the closest cities.
But...that's just my guess.
I've never been to Minnesota or Wisconsin, but I imagine them to be very pretty areas once outside of the cities, even with the rough winters which I'm ok with.
Some people can't take the lack of seasons that the coastal areas of California have. It would make me nuts to live in San Diego, Hawaii or even in Pacific Grove where my family lives. The same all year round.
That's just me though.
@DBQ, nice views. You have real mountains out west. We have little hills. Both are beautiful in different ways.
Local scenery:
View from my neighborhood.
Elk...doing what elk do best.
Our state bird.
The Appalachians used to be higher than the Himalayas, but, like the rest of us, they got worn down.
Coastal CA is wonderful. I really missed it for years, but now I rarely travel outside of neighboring counties. Glad I got to see it when I did.
LOL at the Elk. I didn't know you had elk in North Carolina.
Pretty photos. I think it is cool and one of the miracles of the internet that people from such varied and widely separated areas can connect with each other.
Instant exchanging of inforamation and ideas. Probably why the governments are so determined to shut it down.
I haven't been to the beach for a while, but when I used to go I usually went to Cherry Grove SC, and always made it a point not to go into the water unless the water temperature was 85 degrees or higher. Even in Los Angeles I couldn't get into the cold water past my ankles. Had to go to Cabo San Lucas to find warm water in the Pacific.
Yeah, I'm a lightweight that way.
One time at China Beach on Vancouver Island, BC, I saw a woman body surfing in a swim suit. I thought she was going to die of hypothermia. She didn't. I was impressed.
Geologists claim our mountains here in the Appalachians are the oldest in the world.
Yes, we have elk. There's a wonderful piece of heaven called Cataloochee. There was a tiny community that the government, in its benevolent wisdom, determined needed to be moved to make way for the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Its 1200 or so residents were evicted. As much as I enjoy going up there, a sadness always creeps in when I consider the involuntary sacrifice the rightful owners made.
I can't even begin to find the words to describe the peaceful beauty of the place, so I won't try. It's easy to see why the people settled there. Anyhow, elk roam the open fields. I've been way too close to them, trying to get that perfect shot. There are more elk over by the Cherokee Reservation (and casino), where the road cuts through the Smoky Mountain Park over into Tennessee.
My daughter doesn't like the west coast , period. She has seen other parts of California. Her dislike of the region has nothing to do with her politics.
I love coastal California, however.
She prefers the east coast, the Carolina's mostly. She likes the lushness of the southeast, the history, the people, the food. I think she will probably settle there when she retires from the military.
She likes the lushness of the southeast
True. People think that California is all beaches, palm trees and should be lush like Santa Barbara everywhere.
California can be very dry in most areas. People are sometimes surprised by the brown hills in the summer time.
I like the costal areas...to visit. I grew up in the south bay area and love to visit the area from Santa Cruz south to Paso Robles. It is beautiful. But living there? No.
I could never take the humidity of the South East (or the bugs, chiggers etc). We are high and dry here :-)
It may get hot in the summer, sometimes even over 100 degrees....but ...by GOD it is a dry heat.
She's been stationed in SC, NC, VA , GTMO and IL, then CA before deployment. I think she likes GREEN , from her childhood and young adulthood in WI, west coast is just too brown, dry.
I told her to try to get orders for Bremerton if has to stay on the west coast, but there is a possibility of getting Hawaii.
She'll be a Chief when she gets home, plus a Captain/ surgeon she works with closely in A Stan is recommending her for program in which the Navy pays for them to finish their education, she would finally get her BSN, then she would have to go to OCS and promise a few more years to the Navy.
If she gets Hawaii, I'm moving in with her, lol.
DBQ, not as hot as its going to get in Helmand Province this summer. :(
She likes the lushness of the southeast...
The lushes of the Southeast are adorable, too...well, some of them are.
Lots of good rummy drinks there?
Finest moonshine money can buy!!
I've never had moonshine, does it taste like rum?
There's a local saying, coded, of course. Don't want the kiddies to get any ideas. If you hear someone say, "I like a little apple pie in my coffee," apple pie means some sort of liquor, usually 'shine.
It tastes like paint thinner. Rum is too sophisticated for most folks around these here parts.
The 'shine I have sampled was flavored with peach (it IS the South). The distiller liked to call it peach brandy. Yeah, right. It burned all the way down. I was afraid it would continue to burn until it left me. About half a shot gave me an instant headache. The guy who treated me told me the guys he worked with drank that stuff all day long. They can't possibly have livers.
I'll pass on the moonshine. I like my liver.
Threadjack alert.
If you have a spare minute, please pray for this little girl. She's two and terribly sick with leukemia. It's her second time fighting it. The bastard came back. It doesn't look good at this point. They just moved her to St. Jude. Nobody knows how much time she may have, if any. Thanks. I shouldn't ever complain again in my life.
I tasted moonshine once, over 40 years ago. Never been big on toxic drinks, never really drank much at all. Might pour a wee dram of MacAllens tonight, however, to celebrate getting the shed roof back in position, mostly. No one died, no one was arrested, so that's a good day's work.
As for what drinking does, I used to work with an alcoholic back in the late 70s who always said "You want to have a liver or be one?" As far as I know, he's still alive.
I have been to 42 of the 57 states and I like NC okay. Insects, meh. They are not good. I feed many arthropods every year. Heat doesn't bother me - I spent a summer working in the Mississippi Delta, so this seems mild.
But my favorite place is a valley in Maryland. Almost heaven. But I can't afford to live there, so I just have my memories of good times there, not forgotten.
As for a dry heat, I have been to Death Valley in the summer. Lived in Silicon Valley in the 70s when we had a heat wave and it hit 110 degrees. Houses there didn't have A/C then, so it got a bit warm during the day. It was a dry heat. Just like an oven. ;^)
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