Category: play
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Boooooard!
Day One of the Rebuild of the New Lost Continent Railway: The benchwork. [I know it looks like a big, empty box with no sides. Play along with me here.] I’ve been pecking away at this a little bit through the week, whenever I could find an hour or two after dinner. The frames at… Read.
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You Never Close Your Eyes
On this morning’s broadcast of Says You, host Richard Sher asked the panel which twentieth-century pop song has been played more than any other on the radio. First guess, “White Christmas,” was not bad, but I think maybe it just seems to get more air play than any other song, especially right around the middle… Read.
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Beer and Cheese
Beer and cheese! They had gallons of the former and tons of the latter at the convention center yesterday afternoon, where I passed the time wandering from booth to booth with My Darling B, or passing most of the time with her, as it turned out. We got separated about midway through the afternoon and… Read.
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Nom Nom Nom
After thinking it over for a couple years, My Darling B & I finally indulged ourselves and signed up to join in on Restaurant Week, the annual festival of stuffing yourself silly with good food at great restaurants in Mad Town. It started on Monday but our pocketbook couldn’t stand the strain of eating out… Read.
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Train Wreck
WHAT HAVE I DONE? I demolished my model train layout this weekend. The original section still stands, but only because it’s going to take me the better part of a day to disconnect the electrical fixtures and unscrew all the hardware that I’ve attached to it over the years. I’m hoping to begin rebuilding later… Read.
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Weekend Fun
And so ends a lovely three-day weekend we filled by reading books and watching videos. I’m still working on A Crack In The Edge Of The World, Simon Winchester’s history of the San Francisco earthquake, only he’s so into geology it’s more like a history of the entire planet’s geological past. Seriously, he goes all… Read.
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John Armstrong, you’re a genius
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More More More
My earworm for the past friggin week, maybe even longer than that, has been “More, More, More” by The Andrea True Connection. Where the hell did that come from? I didn’t like that song when it was popular, I never had a copy of the single or the album, nobody ever plays it on the… Read.
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Conspiracy Theory
So there I was, down on my hands and knees scrubbing brown fungus out of the cracks between the floor tiles. I had a portable radio tuned to the local oldies station and cranked up loud so I could sing along with Pat Benatar on Hit Me With Your Best Shot, a song that I… Read.
