Tried the new sleeping pill last night....The one that the insurance co. was withholding authorization for for no apparent reason other than they could.... I watched the clock go from 10PM to 5:30AM before I took the initiative and swallowed an Ambien, slept. until 10AM..... I'm happy....Not.
But it's a sunny day with less wind, so off to yard work I go.
I'm just so freakin' happy I could lay an egg.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Dude, I see the problem. You're supposed to be counting sheep, not watching clocks.
"The bottom of a canoe should only touch two things - one is air and the other is water."
-The Silver Fox
Some workin in the yard music for Lefty......
We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Good To see you around Kevin. Could I get a fruit jar of that Patron Glen brought up and Lone Star please ?
Same for me, Kevin.
Howdy, Bobby!
Hey Glen, Ya been kinda quite lately, been working again? Botebum came to his senses and posted an address. Maybe we can get him on his way again.
Nothing but the best for my Dawgs.
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We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Kevin, you da Man.
Naw, Lefty's THE man.
A toast to Lefty!!!!
We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
A Jack Iron for Mr.Left.![]()
Ok, Mr.Left. Please tell these folks the story of Jack Iron.If it wont get you in trouble.
Hot day in Paradise. Calls for a gin and tonic in a really big glass with two handfuls of ice, a whole lime, and enough gin to cover the ice.
Maria of the Cats!
I've been raving about the bloody fence job, so here 'tis:
Note the scallops cut with a double-bit, so the rail will lie flat on the post— essential element to keep a fence up in snow and moose country. I've got posts set halfway across the river frontage and rails on half the new posts. I can get the rest on in two days, and then will have to stop while the river floods.
Popped some antelope stew meat, onions, carrots, garlic, red wine, and sprigs of sage and thyme in the old solar cooker this morning, it's still cooking away:
Built the cooker for my mum (RIP)— twenty years ago. Still works the same as it did the first day. The sun's pretty close to the ridge. Time to dish up.
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Turned out delightful. Tender as a mother's kiss. Saving a big 'ol bowl for you, Bobster.
Antelope? Isn't that how rebellious insects get married?
Anyone ready for BRUNCH?
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Sunday Brunch Menu:
Crepes Suzette.
Light and fluffy pancakes served with sweet creamery whipped butter, Vermont maple sryup, honey, strawberry preserves, or powdered sugar.
French toast, made with BIG slices of sourdough bread.
Huevos Rancheros.
Eggs Benedict.
Champagne scrambled eggs with chives.
Sausage stuffed with wild mushrooms, savory herbs, and Swiss cheese.
Hawaiian ham.
Steamed artichokes, with lemon and drawn butter, or Hollandaise sauce.
Divers scallops stuffed with andouille sausage.
Clams casino.
Fresh batter dipt deep fried calamari.
Steamed mussels.
Never frozen St. Augustine shrimp.
Bacon. (Canadian, and strip)
Sweet breakfast sausage.
Thomas' English muffins.
Fresh NYC bagels.
Raspberry tarts.
Fruit salad.
Honey dew melon balls wrapped with prosciuto.
Cantaloupe.
Mimosas.
Bloody Marys.
Bloody Ceasars.
Dark & Stormies
Coffee.
Tea.
Fresh milk.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Is brunch still on? It is? Great!
Pint of Guinness and a big pile of that seafood.
Cheers.
I had to google "clams casino", sounds great.
Very educational, this place, tis.
We don't know how lucky we are....
Ah............ Monday! A day like any other day. Look! Up ahead, there's a sign post.... You're entering..... THE PUB ZONE!!!
Pork and shrimp spring rolls with pickled ginger. Served with a variety ofdipping sauces, from fiery hot Thai chilis, to sweet mustard, to sweet and hot pepper duck sauce.
Exquisetly seasoned shaking beef stir fry with bean sprouts, snowpeas, shredded carrots, bamboo shoots, water Chestnuts, and cucumber.
Roast goose with mashed turnips and potatoes, grilled carrots, Wild rice, oyster, and chestnut stuffing, and black curret jelly.
Honey baked ham and swiss cheese on NYC deli rye, with coleslaw and pickles.
(See? there are a few redeeming qualities to NYC)
Grilled bone-in chuck steak, cut a good 2" thick, and let set with a good crust of sea salt and black pepper for an hour or so before going onto a piping hot wood fired grill and cooked until medium rare. Served with a baked potato with butter, sour cream, and chive flowers., and a small green garden salad.
Special on tap: Wolaver's "all natural" IPA
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
I'll try a couple of the spring rolls and an ice cold beer please.
Thanks!
How's it hangin Lefty?
We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Now this is more like the Pub I love!
One of Lefty's incomparable menus...too bad I got here late, but I can still have a shot of Patron and a Lone Star.
Anybody else?
How are you today, Bobby T?
PS...what the heck is Jack Iron?
Jack Iron is STRONG Rum.
An aquired taste and crowd favorite.
Kinda like our next LIVE band here at The Pub.
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We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
How bout a Corona, for Larry B? Lookie what I found.![]()
Last edited by Bobby of Tulsa; 06-06-2011 at 03:41 PM.
This one's for Boatbum and all who are suffering through this current economy.
A round for the house on me.
We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Built more fence. (Ouch!) Floodtime. Waded up the path to lift the neighbour's gate rails so they won't float off: pretty stiff current running down the trail. Ruby had to swim for it a few times.
Worked on the new mast and spars. Blended some stains from my collection and found a colour that matches the brightwork. Let it dry a while, then I'll hit it with spar varnish.
Ran the river in late afternoon. Higher than last year's peak, very fast and muddy, with the narrowest part throwing up a reversing wave. My kayaker mate punched through— sploosh— and I, in the little red sport cat, went flying off the top.
I'll have a shot of Cockspur and a tall glass of limeade with lots of ice.
Then it's off to bed. Night, all.
Sounds like a day well spent.
Gin for me.
3 weeks out from the (alleged) start of demolitions and we still haven't got temporary accomodation sorted out.
Got nearly all of the books packed though.....nearly 70 cartons....that's not that many, right?
We don't know how lucky we are....
70 seems about right....
And that bottle of Jack Iron is the wimpy tourist stuff. Only 140 proof. The real Jack Iron only comes in a wooden cask and is only sold on the island of Carriacou in rum shops. The real stuff is "around" 190 proof.
These new sleeping pills work just great, for about 3-4 hours. Been up tossing and turning and scrinching my eyes in pain since 2:30AM. My feet and hands feel like someone's been slamming them with hammers. I'm so sick of this crap I could cry.
But enough about me, let's talk about something fun..... Like my plans for the day. Survive. Pay dad's bills. Try to figure out where my property tax money is hiding. Meet the people from Service Master down at dad's so they can clean up the septic leak that the renters managed to not know anything about despite the buckets that they placed almost under the leak. Have the truck towed to the fix-it shop so they can replace the leaking oil pan that I paid someone to fix last autumn.
Oh yes....It's so easy to be up-beat and positive! No wonder I'm so popular!
Lamb shish ka babb. Spell it how you want. Marinated over night in olive oil, mint, garlic, rosemary, thyme, and lemon juice. skewerd on bamboo, with cherry tomatoes, par boiled potatoes, green peppers, mushrooms, and yellow crookneck squash. Cooked over hardwood charcoal.
Fillet of sole with lemon, olive oil, and black pepper. Flash grilled and served with jasmine rice and steamed asparagus.
Chicken ala King with diced carrots, potato, onion, and baby peas. Served on fresh peasent bread toast.
Hot and sour soup, with tree ear mushrooms, lemon grass, ginger, and shrimp.
Special on tap: Old Froth-N-Slosh.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Old Froth-N-Slosh?
"The bottom of a canoe should only touch two things - one is air and the other is water."
-The Silver Fox
Just get it down ya.
We don't know how lucky we are....
Doug - what's the weekend holding for ya?
"The bottom of a canoe should only touch two things - one is air and the other is water."
-The Silver Fox
I call it the "weakend" now.
Nothing on the agenda now Nooey. Planning an IKEA visit?
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Thinkin' that way, I've got an appointment Saturday morning, so maybe Saturday afternoon or Sunday - supposed to be cooler weather, too. Dunno what Figgy's schedule is but maybe he could help us break a little wood?
"The bottom of a canoe should only touch two things - one is air and the other is water."
-The Silver Fox
If you can find him.... I haven't seen nor heard from Figgy in months.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
I'll see if I can dredge him up. :-D
"The bottom of a canoe should only touch two things - one is air and the other is water."
-The Silver Fox
Kevin, You around? Can I get a patron and Lone Star for you and me and that Glen guy? I think he probably needs one about now.
Thanks for keeping me in mind, Bobby!
Yep, I could enjoy that about now.
BTW...I watched the video a few posts up...somebody shooting a wood bow...is that Larry?
I did see the bow on the table.
So, did Larry make his bow or are those bows you made?
Please forgive all the questions.
Those are Larry's bows and arrows. Mine are basically the same, just a little different in the hand grip area.
Cool!
Wish that Larry hombre would come around here more often.
I think Larry just makes these videos to entertain me. He is a very good guy, keeps a close watch on me.![]()
I'm buying a double round and ask you to raise your glasses and breathe a prayer for Gina Lee Carlson Witte and Sheryl Ann Biegler Fischbach, two of my high school classmates; both fun young ladies with infectious laughs and mirth-producing grins, taken after long bouts with cancer. Miss you both, ladies.
A double Laphroig, please.
Await dreams, loves, life; | There is always tomorrow. | Until there is not.
Grieving love unsaid. | Tomorrow will fail someday. | Tell them today, OK?
Sorry for your loss Tom.
Mother, should I trust the government. . .