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It's Badarse!
Crank it up! The 'ol lady will still love you in the AM.
It's Badarse!
Crank it up! The 'ol lady will still love you in the AM.
We're in the middle of Ramadamadingdong.
In celebration of this wonderous event, I have barbequed PORK ribs, PORK ...., PORK loin, over Hickory.
Mmmmm, Pork!
In celebration of this wonderous event, I have barbequed PORK ribs, PORK ...., PORK loin, over Hickory.
Mmmmm, Pork!
This is not your usual rock-and-or-roll.
These here boys are perty not bad.
These here boys are perty not bad.
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H E L L O ! To all here, been busy and ? I shall return by tonight! 
The cold hard steel of the harpoon's point
Struck deep into its side.
We played out line and backed the oars
And took the cruel sleighride.
The term "Nantucket Sleighride" was coined by the whalers to explain what happened after they harpooned a whale. (Nantucket Island was considered the whaling capital of the world during the 19th century.) The first strike of the harpoon was not intended to kill the whale but only to attach it to the whale boat. The whale would take off pulling the whale boat along at speeds of up to 23 mph (37 kmh). The whale would eventually tire itself out, the leading officer in the boat would then use a penetrating lance to kill the whale.
Nantucket Sleighride is Dedicated to Owen Coffin who was cabin boy aboard the whaler Essex, which was destroyed by a sperm whale in 1819. Owen ended up in the lifeboat with Captain Pollard, his uncle. Two other lifeboats also put out. During the next 3 - 4 months, the lifeboats separated. One was never seen again, but some of those on the remaining two boats were eventually rescued.
During those long months at sea (and on desert islands), many of the men died. The remainder eventually had to resort to cannibalism to survive. After the dead of natural causes were consumed, the men determined to draw lots to see who would sacrifice his life for the others. Owen Coffin ``won'' the lottery. The Captain tried to take Owen's place, but the youth insisted on his ``right''. The executioner was also drawn by lot. That ``winner'', another young man named Charles Ramsdell, also tried vainly to swap places with Owen. Again he refused. Owen's body kept the others alive for ten days (Captain Pollard refused to eat his nephew). Another man died, and his body kept Pollard and Ramsdell alive a few more days until they were rescued.
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Goodbye, little Robin-Marie
Don't try following me
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'Cause you know I'm coming home soon
My ships' leaving on a three-year tour
The next tide will take us from shore
Windlaced, gather in sail and spray
On a search for the mighty sperm whale
Fly your willow branches
Wrap your body round my soul
Lay down your reeds and drums on my soft sheets
There are years behind us reaching
To the place where hearts are beating
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man's playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his watch away
He'll be drunk again before noon
Three years sailing on bended knee
We found no whales in the sea
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'Cause we'll be in sight of land soon
The cold hard steel of the harpoon's point
Struck deep into its side.
We played out line and backed the oars
And took the cruel sleighride.
The term "Nantucket Sleighride" was coined by the whalers to explain what happened after they harpooned a whale. (Nantucket Island was considered the whaling capital of the world during the 19th century.) The first strike of the harpoon was not intended to kill the whale but only to attach it to the whale boat. The whale would take off pulling the whale boat along at speeds of up to 23 mph (37 kmh). The whale would eventually tire itself out, the leading officer in the boat would then use a penetrating lance to kill the whale.
Nantucket Sleighride is Dedicated to Owen Coffin who was cabin boy aboard the whaler Essex, which was destroyed by a sperm whale in 1819. Owen ended up in the lifeboat with Captain Pollard, his uncle. Two other lifeboats also put out. During the next 3 - 4 months, the lifeboats separated. One was never seen again, but some of those on the remaining two boats were eventually rescued.
During those long months at sea (and on desert islands), many of the men died. The remainder eventually had to resort to cannibalism to survive. After the dead of natural causes were consumed, the men determined to draw lots to see who would sacrifice his life for the others. Owen Coffin ``won'' the lottery. The Captain tried to take Owen's place, but the youth insisted on his ``right''. The executioner was also drawn by lot. That ``winner'', another young man named Charles Ramsdell, also tried vainly to swap places with Owen. Again he refused. Owen's body kept the others alive for ten days (Captain Pollard refused to eat his nephew). Another man died, and his body kept Pollard and Ramsdell alive a few more days until they were rescued.
Lyrics
Goodbye, little Robin-Marie
Don't try following me
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'Cause you know I'm coming home soon
My ships' leaving on a three-year tour
The next tide will take us from shore
Windlaced, gather in sail and spray
On a search for the mighty sperm whale
Fly your willow branches
Wrap your body round my soul
Lay down your reeds and drums on my soft sheets
There are years behind us reaching
To the place where hearts are beating
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man's playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his watch away
He'll be drunk again before noon
Three years sailing on bended knee
We found no whales in the sea
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'Cause we'll be in sight of land soon
H E L L O ! I lied, never made it back here last night! Got back from work and too tired and went to sleep! I think I was wore out from Friday, spent the whole day and late night at the Mile High Nationals, drag racing at it's finest, to watch em all qualify for the finals on SUNDAY! What a blast to see cars go down the drag strip, up close at over 300 mph in less than 4 seconds!!! 
WATCH THIS VIDEO--PLEASE!! Can't seem to embed it here, so just click on it and be prepared for quickness and speed and behind the scenes!!! ALSO: click on the full screen version, it puts you THERE!! 
WATCH THIS VIDEO--PLEASE!! Can't seem to embed it here, so just click on it and be prepared for quickness and speed and behind the scenes!!!
ALSO: click on the full screen version, it puts you THERE!! 
Hello everyone, Krusty is still alive and well but working incredibly long hours. Hope every is doing well
way cool SD~~~ ill stick it in here for ya((hugs)))
H E L L O ! I lied, never made it back here last night! Got back from work and too tired and went to sleep! I think I was wore out from Friday, spent the whole day and late night at the Mile High Nationals, drag racing at it's finest, to watch em all qualify for the finals on SUNDAY! What a blast to see cars go down the drag strip, up close at over 300 mph in less than 4 seconds!!!
WATCH THIS VIDEO--PLEASE!! Can't seem to embed it here, so just click on it and be prepared for quickness and speed and behind the scenes!!!
Box of Paints
I live in a box of paints...
I can be anybody I want to be.
I can be cute, funny and sweet.
I can be at the ocean,
In the woods,
At home reading a book,
Or with someone who finds me wonderful,
Witty,
And smart.
In my box of paints...
No one angry or hateful can come in.
No place ugly and lonely is allowed.
No one can hurt me in my box of paints.
I create all that is good for me
In my box of paints...
My imagination is my best friend
My companion.
I live in a box of paints...
I can be anybody I want to be.
I can be cute, funny and sweet.
I can be at the ocean,
In the woods,
At home reading a book,
Or with someone who finds me wonderful,
Witty,
And smart.
In my box of paints...
No one angry or hateful can come in.
No place ugly and lonely is allowed.
No one can hurt me in my box of paints.
I create all that is good for me
In my box of paints...
My imagination is my best friend
My companion.
~~~~glad u ad a great weekend~~~~ mine was spent painting..cleaning and laundry hahaaa
Sleep in Peaceful Consolation
Peace comes upon me in a gentle weep
When I close my eyes, and fall to sleep
I lay down my head, on my pillow at night
Fall into a dream, then the world feels right
I fight the day...for night will soon be here
I'll lay down my head; sleep away my tears
It is in my dreams, where my mind is at rest
Where I escape all the trials, of life's little test
When you close your eyes...and just fall to sleep
You dream the dreams, of which you cannot speak
There is solace, in that tranquil resignation
So go to sleep...and sleep in peaceful consolation
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