You?
Me. Baton!
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This WAS the episode … encapsulated in those 10 seconds. BRILLIANT repartee … Smack Him Sherlock!!
Monthly Archives: January 2013
you had me at Steak & Guinness
… guy in line ahead of me too apparently, wife quipped “it’ll do for the car ride home”, lol. First I’ve heard of Williams-Sonoma artisans’ market, and from what I’ve seen, seems like they have a winner on their hands. A few pics.
placard promoting local artisanal products (try saying that three times fast, lol)
Yorktown Pie picks
my Steak & Guinness … thing’s a heftyheifer
… all ready to reheat, and chowdownmofos …
have faith in you and the things you do
you won’t go wrong, oh no
living life is fun and we’ve just begun
to get our share of this world’s delights
“I’m the motherfucker who found the house” – Maya
… love it when anyone ‘sides me says motherfucker … and judging from the ensuing laughter … appears I’m not alone!! 😎
Sohail!! Thanks Motherfucker … Again!!
Blogged ’bout ya and yer friendship before. Yep, you bet … bloggin’ again … good friends are hard to come by. Half a world away, travelling with your family, attending a wedding, visiting family and friends … AND yet you still find time to call (as promised btw), just too bad it wasn’t the following day … you woulda called me a year away as well … “hello 2012, it’s 2013 calling”, lol!! AND on top of that (if that wasn’t enough, and believe me, it was … MORE than enough) you come back home to Canada with a beautiful present for yours truly, a well thought-out gift … BIG BIG thanks to your lovely wife Farah for picking it out, choosing the colour … I fucking LOVE IT!! And Sohail, please don’t hesitate taking me up on my offer personally thanking her as I suggested (I’d post her pic showing appreciation …only have vids though, lol). Down boy, lol. Thanks guys, much love!!
what’s in yer wallet?
It’s a beautiful day, it’s just a beautiful day
It’s a beautiful day
People on the street when the sun comes out
It’s a beautiful day
Still like it just a little better when the sun goes down
It’s a beautiful day
It’s just a beautiful day
It’s a beautiful day
It’s just a beautiful day
It’s a beautiful day
Another beautiful day
It’s a beautiful day
Demolition woman can I be your man?
Love is like a bomb baby c’mon get it on
Livin’ like a lover with a radar phone
Lookin’ like a tramp like a video vamp
Demolition woman can I be your man?
Razzle ‘n’ dazzle ‘n’ flash a little light
Television lover baby go all night
Sometime anytime sugar me sweet
Little miss innocent sugar me yeah, yeah
C’mon take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C’mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
I can’t get enough
I’m hot, sticky, sweet
From my head to my feet, yeah
Listen! Red light, yellow light, green light, go!
Crazy little woman in a one man show
Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love
Sweet dreams, saccharine, loosen up
Loosen up
You gotta please a little, squeeze a little, tease a little more
Easy operator come a knockin’ on my door
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah
Give a little more
Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C’mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh! I can’t get enough
I’m hot, sticky, sweet
From my head to my feet, yeah
You got peaches, I got the cream
Sweet to taste, saccharine
‘Cos I’m hot, say what, sticky sweet
From my head, my head, to my feet
Do you take sugar? One lump or two?
Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me c’mon fire me up
Pour YOUR sugar on me oh, I can’t get enough
Pour some sugar on me oh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me get it, come get it
Pour your sugar on me ooh
Pour some sugar on me yeah, sugar me
the apple and the tree
Pics, and a little lauding perhaps … maybe faint, but praise nonetheless … and this blog’s the only voice I got, so here I speak. I’ll start with some numbers … January 6, 1935 … 1935 – 2013 = 78 … 39 + 39 = 78 … 49 … 39 + 49 = 88 … 88 – 78 = 10 … yep, ten … now the pics, bunch of oldies and a single goodie …
the apple:
Jan. 5, 2013
the tree:
1952
1952
September 1953, Coeur d’Alene, Idaho
1953 (with ??)
1954, Vancouver, B.C. (with Bill, best friend and cousin)
November 1956, Granville Street, Vancouver, B.C.
February 1957, at home … 16 years later, mere steps from where he stood … he’d draw his last breath.
influenza vaccinated
… finally. And btw, that’s the flu shot to y’all belonging to the Simpleton family. My doc was always booked, repeated calls seeking slipping in ‘ncase of cancelled appointments proved fruitless. Had no choice but to go to my local Rexall and let the pharmacist needle me. That’s right, in Ontario select pharmacies are now allowed to give flu shots … no appointment, any day … all the time. Simply walk in, hand over your Health Card, fill out the taking one minute of your time yes/no questionnaire and you’re good to go … oh and to non-Canadian readers of my blog … it’s FREE … the hardest part (most upsetting part I should say) was removing my sweater providing an easy upper arm target … meanwhile messing my coiffe … 😮
baked chili
… my favourite dish/way of utilizing leftover chili (especially on a cold, blustery, wintry day) … well, maybe not … LOVE chili dogs too … chili cheese fries, spaghetti chilignese (just made that shit up, so don’t be pilfering … at least give credit where it’s due if ya do) are motherfucking awesome as well … shit, now I’m confused/over-thinking it, lol. This was day five of the chili (still have enough for day six, AND I did freeze some, so I can enjoy those chili dogs for a quick meal). In my Le Creuset stoneware I layered basmati rice (leftover too, of course … be sure to add extra water/liquid as it tends to greedily sop up moisture) and an equal layer of the chili, with a generous layer of cheddar topping it all. Bake it hot and long to really get the cheese bubbling, and with blackened little crispy bits beginning to form around the edge … this means you’re done. A couple of pics y’all. Know it’s hard to visualize (individual) portion-wise, but trust me they’re perfect … served in my newly and proudly purchased terra-cotta chili/soup bowls handmade in Portugal. Sliced & spatula-ed, sour creamed & served … alongside a FROSTY (today at least, lol) tall cool one … lighten up baby I’m in love with you!!
“a deflective answer is never the answer” – danistrulytheman
… as in deflecting reality … a quick fix … never works folks!!
I bring my song into the world and I sing it everywhere
music holds the secret to know it can make you whole
it’s not just a game of notes it’s the sounds inside your soul
magic of the melody runs through you like a stream
the notes they play flow through your head like a dream
like a dream like a dream
I sing this song for the common man for the people in despair
I bring my song into the world and I sing it everywhere
the simple truth lies waiting here for everyone to share
so hold on and I will take you there
hold on and I will take you there
hold on hold on to your dreams
hold on even though it seems
everyone around you has their little schemes
listen to your heart and hold on to your dreams
can’t you feel the magic feel it everywhere
can’t you hear the music there’s something in the air
there’s a celebration deep within a song
celebrate this feeling you know it can’t be wrong
➡ 01/02/13 4:20
I wish I understood, it used to be so nice, it used to be so good
When you’re gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you’re gone
Though I try how can I carry on?
When you’re gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you’re gone
Though I try how can I carry on?
When you’re gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you’re gone
Though I try how can I carry on?
How can I even try to go on?
When you’re gone
Though I try how can I carry on?
When you’re gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you’re gone
Though I try how can I carry on?
When you’re gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you’re gone
Though I try how can I carry on?
danistrulytheman 