I knew you would come by and check on me.![]()
I knew you would come by and check on me.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Looks like the decent folk have gone to bed.
Time to play devil music. Sugarcubes!
It's another Thursday morning. I can always tell when it's Thursday morning.... They just feel so............................................ Thursday.
Today we have marinated beef short ribs grilled over hardwood charcoal. Served with a baked potato, and Steamed baby string beans.
Hot turkey on lightly toasted rye, with mayonnaise, tomato, lettuce, and bacon. Served with fries and a pickle.
Mock turtle soup.
Beer battered deep fried cod cheeks, served with onion rings, and fresh kim chee.
Bacon, egg and cheese on sourdough toast, with home fries, and fried tomatoes.
Special on tap: Black dog ale.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
I am still working on the coffee, Lefty, could you please get another one for me, and for one Skipper, too![]()
Steve Martinsen
Kate Bush? pfffft. I'll take Paula Cole any day!
You leave that poor turtle alone! Donn will be around soon enough to absorb all the mockery you can muster.
Knowledge: Tomatoes are fruit.
Wisdom: Tomatoes do not belong in fruit salad.
Coffee for Steve. Tylenol and coffee for Skippy. Turtle wax for Figgy....
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
I forgot.....
Also on today's menu.....
Grilled ham and cheese with tomato.
(in honor of the day)
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Shouldn't that be sausage?![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
"The bottom of a canoe should only touch two things - one is air and the other is water."
-The Silver Fox
Paula Cole
Imogen Heap
I like all three. .
Nice music, folks. Keep it coming. I'm in the corner resting my eyes, and soaking it up.
David G
Harbor Woodworks
http://www.harborwoodworking.com/boat.html
"It was a Sunday morning and Goddard gave thanks that there were still places where one could worship in temples not made by human hands." -- L. F. Herreshoff (The Compleat Cruiser)
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
About to have roti in Virgin Gorda
Evening Gareth! How's the idyllic island life treating you?![]()
Mother, should I trust the government. . .
Life is pretty good, have a bad blister from wearing sandals. Delivery was tough, it was mid January.
Where is Bobster
He's out trying to light the BBQ, he'll need a brandy when he gets back in.
Page 666?
Gareth, I too have a sore foot. and I'm on the other side of the world, amazing, right?
I was in the house and felt a lump on the out side of my sock.......I tried to kick it off....FORWARDS!!!!!!!.......what a maroon.....it was a decent chunk of timber, probably off the floorboards.....and I drove it deep into the ball of my foot. Still hurts nearly a week later.
Might be time for a brandy for me.
We don't know how lucky we are....
My foot hurts too! Maybe we're related!
I figured out that putting a bread bag over my IV tube and strapping the ends tight with rubber bands works better than Saran wrap while showering.... I'm pretty smart that way. Carter suggested that tomorrow I try putting it over my head instead.....
Again..... Not a single squirrel to be seen in the yard all day..... And I actively sat and waited for the bastards...... Ok..... I placidly sat and waited.....
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
My foot's better now. It's a fast-paced broadband whirled that we live in. I took a look at the excavation site (ever tried to dig a splinter out of the ball of your foot? There's a lot of tough skin there) and thought that it looked a bit proud. Long-story-short....there was a very fine, thin splinter off a splinter in there. Ewwww.
It was shocking......I think I need a gin.
We don't know how lucky we are....
Give 'im the bottle and a clean glass. Slosh a bit on the wound and a bit more down the hatch, and you'll be good as gold.
Running across a room in my parents' house, I felt a shock— as if I'd touched a live electric cable. My Da looked at my foot and got a funny expression, so I bent my leg up. Not much blood. But there was the eye of a big needle sticking out of the ball of my foot right behind my toes.
He called my mother to fetch the vise-grip pliers. She held me under the armpits as he drew it out. Pain doesn't really cover the way it felt, and it kept on pulsing for an hour or so— hit some nerves or the bone, I guess. Big harness needle over 2" / 6cm long.
Makes me shiver, remembering. Ever since then I can spot pins, needles, nails, etc. on the floor or carpet from across the room.
Darn!
Don't waste any gin on the wound, over the last three days I've made a crater in the sole of my foot that'll take half a tube of antiseptic cream.
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We don't know how lucky we are....
I soaked my foot for days. Never got infected, which was the only lucky thing about it. I even spot needles in the carpets at other peoples' houses. During parties. Sort of a hybrid between a phobia and extrasensory perception.
Pass me the rum, Cockspur it is. Time for some musical diversion?
Didja ever listen to Shona Laing?
Last edited by Chip-skiff; 02-02-2012 at 11:40 PM.
Maybe that's where my phobia of needles comes from.... Scuffing my feet on the carpet in my parent's bedroom one winter day, in order to build up a significant charge of static electricity to zap the cat's nose with, I buried a sewing needle up to the eye in the end of my big toe. It went straight through the two knuckle joints. I was probably 4 years old....
So..... (Ugghhhh! <<<<<<<<<<<<<shiver!!!!!!!!>>>>>>>>>>>>)
Let's move on now.....
Beef stew with fresh crusty bread and butter, and a luscious salad of baby field greens, and bosc pear slices.
Roast whole Red Snapper with white rice cooked in chicken broth, and steamed asparagus with lemon butter. (Served family style, so get a friend)
Clear Puerto Rican Chicken soup, with toasted baguette slices and melted Gruyere cheese.
Jumbo shrimp, wrapped in smokey bacon, served with an assortment of dipping sauces from garlicy basil pesto to screaming hot sri racha.
Special on tap: Pilsner Urquell.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
What, no goat roti and Red Stripe today?
"The bottom of a canoe should only touch two things - one is air and the other is water."
-The Silver Fox
I saw a squirrel this morning @7AM.... I tracked the lil bastard as he ran up a tree, and disappeared.... Now I know they're still around to kill....
Coffee's sposed to be crunchy...... Right?
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Hey Gareth, Is it to early for a RedStripe where you are? If not, bartender we need a couple of them.
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Red Stripe's cold....... Ice forming in the neck.....
Better put yer gloves on Bobby.... How's by you this morning?
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Who knows, I just got back from this big slump. I started to say pity party, but that really aint what it is. Its more like who gives a Flock.
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Quit messin around barkeep, Lone star and Jose.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Sorry.... Between teasing Bernie, patching walls, and rescheduling Dr. appointments, not to mention keeping an eye out for unwary squirrels, I'm a bit stretched thin here....
Jose cuervo gold, with a dish of sea salt and a lime...... Pilsner Urquell in a chilled glass..... And a sliced cucumber in vinegar....
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Since you really are the the best pub man I know, I guess I should cut you some slack. Take care dude and Ms.B would probably not think you Ugly. Jus sayin.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Coffee and cinnamon rolls for me.
Insomnia.......it's why breakfast is early today.
How's it going BobbyT? I hope it's going as well as can be. I went out last night to a real pub, had a beer and some laughs. One of the problems with going out in Christchurch is when you meet new people, you've got to swap "war stories" about your house repairs/rebuild.......and I'm just sick of it.
Still, had some fun.
Roads are getting a little smoother........
We don't know how lucky we are....
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Well, I'm only 10 minutes from the airport.....after that, things get a bit slower. If I get the right connections, I'm less that a day away......
I'll go to any lengths for beer and smoked brisket.
Regretably, I'm stuck here for the next little while as our rebuild is about to take a lurch forward (I hope) and we meet with the builders and insurance rep late next week.
Of course, I could be back by then and full to the gills with smoked meats.
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We don't know how lucky we are....
Well if you get hungry come on over. Hope every thing keeps moving forward for you. I know that waiting just sucks.
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Dangit Lefty, quit chasing that furry thing around and serve up some drinks.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.