Beer drinking? Hell yeah!! But nowadays I’m lucky enough if I raise myself out of bed in the morning!! Back in the day though, we did our fair share!! Good ol’ boys … that certainly was us … in a fucking nutshell!! But here I’m also referring to ZZ Top. Fuck, we would road trip our motherfucking asses many, many times to Spokane to watch them in concert!! This is from the Tres Hombres album, along with classics like La Grange (great, great song), Waitin’ for the Bus, and Jesus Just Left Chicago. Radio doesn’t seem to play them, pay homage to their greatness as much these days, and that’s too bad. ZZ Top … you motherfuckers are great!! Much love!!
I’ve seen exactly what it’s put you through
Thrown you around and turned you upside down and so you
You got to thinking there was no way out
You started sinking and it pulled you down
It may be tough you’ve got to get back up
Because you know that life ain’t over yet
I’m here for you so don’t forget
You can count on me
Cause I will carry you till you
Carry on
Anytime you need someone
Somebody strong to lean on
Well you can count on me
To hold you till that healing is done
And everytime you fall apart
Well you can hide here in my arms
And you can count on me
To hold you till that feeling is gone
I wonder why nobody’s waiting on you
I’d like to be the one to pull you through your darkest times
I’d love to be the light that finds you
I see a silver lining on your cloud
I’ll pick you up whenever you fall down
Just take my hand and I will help you stand
Because you know that life ain’t over yet
I’m here for you so don’t forget
You can count on me
Cause I will carry you till you carry on
Anytime you need someone
Somebody strong to lean on
Well you can count on me to hold you till that healing is done
And everytime you fall apart you can hide here in my arms
And you can count on me to hold you till that feeling is
Gone so you can live today
Seems so long to yesterday
Keep on counting on me to carry you till you carry on
Carry on
You know that life ain’t over yet
I’m here for you so don’t forget
You can count on me cause I will carry you till you carry on
Anytime you need someone
Somebody strong to lean on
Well you can count on me to hold you till that healing is done
And everytime you fall apart
You can hide here in my arms
And you can count on me to hold you till that feeling is gone
Remember life ain’t over yet
I’m here for you so don’t forget
That you can count on me to hold you till that feeling is gone
Remember life ain’t over yet
I’m here for you so don’t forget
That you can count on me to hold you till that feeling is gone
… I believe. And that puts me at 16, just before I turned 17!! God, I miss that feathered hair ’70s shit!! Fuck, I miss being 16 for that matter too!! Oh, and sweet, lol!!
Uh … what handsome face? Taken in late June 09. Shot this with my JVC Everio into a mirror blocking out my mug for all to see. What a fucking douche … hahaha!!
This was always my favourite Polish beer. I was on a roll a few summers back drinking all the beers, the different brands from Poland, and I really enjoyed them all. Ordinarily the LCBO sells European beers in individual 500 ml cans, or 6 packs of 330ml bottles. The beers from Poland were always available for purchase individually as well, however they were packaged in 500ml bottles!! Something about beer in bigger bottles … makes me all happy. And now, apparently with new pricing that I’ve noticed recently, this is the best value I’ve ever seen for a beer of this quality, an imported beer, to be purchased in glass. Even cheaper than before when they all were priced around $2.20 -$2.60 per bottle. Now, you can get it for $1.95!! Under two bucks!! You can’t fucking beat that!!
That’s the question piercing me lately … what would danistrulytheman do? (I mean he has all the answers, all the time … hahaha). Involving difficult decisions and complicated choices, it’s recently become my conundrum, my chewing it over, complicated contemplation!! But, I know I’ll get through it all, and first and foremost, “I’ll endure”!!
Always!! They just take it for fucking granted. Consider yourself very lucky and fortunate if you do. BTW, thanks Kathy T. for all your help and insightful wisdom recently. Things you said and things you did really, really helped, and for that I am forever grateful!!
That’s it, my name, my version of the old school favourite!! Every now and then, I get a craving, a fucking hankering for the beauty of what is a Sloppy Joe!! There are so many variants in the marketplace, claiming to be the best. But use this, and only this, the original to make it authentic tasting … Hunt’s Manwich!! My version also includes sautéed cremini mushrooms, crispy pan fried thinly sliced onions coated with flour and seasonings, and topped off with Jalapéno Monterey Jack, and put under the sally for a minute or two, to get it all gooey-oozy!! Oh, and I serve it with hand-cut, skin-on, specially spiced and seasoned potato wedges!! That’s it … my sloppy joehosaphat!!
He was the baddest motherfucker … ever!! He made wrestling what it was … he started it all. Stampede Wrestling in Calgary, in the late ’70s, early ’80s. His skill was incomparable!! Way before Vince and the WWF ever existed (before they hit the big time)!! Way before he was a Bulldog!! Inventor of the Snap Suplex … and nobody did it better. Chris Benoit idolized him, emulated him, and patterned himself after him. Where do you think he got his Flying Headbutt from? His battles with Bruce Hart (Bret & Owen’s older brother) were legendary, well at least legendary in that it created the legend of The Dynamite Kid. Truth be told, Bruce wasn’t up to Dynamite’s caliber, he couldn’t carry his fucking jockstrap, hell if he wasn’t Stu’s kid, he’d never have set one foot into the ring … he couldn’t fucking wrestle his way out of a wet paper bag. But, I must admit, it was this great match-up that first introduced us to the Kid, and for that I’m very thankful and appreciative. [From Wikipedia: Bret Hart still regards him as “pound-for-pound, the greatest wrestler who ever lived”. Mick Foley. said, ” he manhandled him so badly in the ring that he couldn’t eat solid food for a time, and tore a ligament in Foley’s jaw with his trademark Hook Clothesline. Outside of the ring, WWF-champion Randy Savage once specifically asked for him to watch his back when he went drinking in a hotel bar frequented by NWA wrestlers, including Ric Flair.] Loved watching him live, or on TV with Ed Whalen’s call “in the meantime, and in-between time, that’s it, another edition of Stampede Wrestling”!! I still remember frequenting a bar on 16th Ave. (sorry, can’t remember the name of it) with my good wrestling loving friend, and we would always see J.R Foley there drinking draught beer. He was a manager (of The Dynamite Kid), a heel, a villain, and he kindly would indulge us two young dumb fucks by regaling us with many, many wresting stories. God, they were good times!!
Canada vs. USA!! Tomorrow, for the Gold … the coveted Gold Medal!! Men’s hockey!! So, a few days ago the US team beat us, for the first time in 50 fucking years of Olympic action, I might add!! Good, get your hopes up assholes!! We WILL annihilate you!! We WILL pulverize you!! We WILL destroy you!! This is OUR game motherfuckers!! That first game (a few days ago) was the most viewed show, not sporting event … show of all time in Canadian TV viewing history. Considering tomorrow’s game importance, and it having a much, much greater significant, ever lasting impact, along with it being played on the week-end, on Sunday, and with a game time of 3:00 p.m. I think it’s safe to say we’ll break that record, and then some!! We will be a nation united, glued to the TV!! Go Canada Go!!
We got hit hard with a another winter blast last night, so I had to dig out these bad boys again. I usually don’t have to resort to using them, ordinarily any shoes on hand will suffice … unless the snow gets very deep, and then in that situation, I will. My Baffin Boots(Canadian made, for Canadian winters)are a quite a few years old now, maybe even 10 years old … but in remarkable condition, in great shape … so much so that they appear almost new. I couldn’t find the exact model, as it probably changed slightly throughout the years, but, these are approximately like my pair!!
Rated to minus 60 motherfuckers!! And with my thick, 100% wool thermal socks, my toes are toasty!!
I knew something was different about it. Took a minute or two before I realized what it was. Comparing it to my empties confirmed it. Much say, I like it, and I like the smooth texture too. The old one had raised detailing!!
Don’t look back just to lean on me
It’s taken the life out of me
It’s not like you’d know
You’ve never been close enough
Closer than you’ve been to me
It’s not what you say
It’s just in the way
You push me away
We all should aspire to be like Jon Montgomery!! Jon’s honesty, integrity, patriotism, all around great, fun loving, happy go lucky guy, are attributes we all can appreciate!! How can you not love a guy who loves drinking beer, and isn’t afraid to show it!! I’m sure I speak on behalf of the whole country when I say, “What you did, what you achieved, and how you did it, you made Canada so incredibly proud”
Throwing yourself headfirst on a sled down a steep sheet of ice with twists and turns is mind-blowingly insane!!
Gold medal winner!! In the most motherfucking bad-ass sport … Skeleton!! Fuck, Skeleton just sounds bad-ass!!
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