Posted on 01/03/2013 6:36:29 PM PST by BenLurkin
I won’t play for me.
Seems my machine is being ‘irritating’.
Sounds like a plan. :)
He’s just hugging you extra tightly.
Wow—my sister played uke and, other than another relative on the paternal side, I don’t recall anything other than Marilyn Monroe’s performance in some movie or another. He’s good! Are you going to tape Pat and post? That would be fun!
Oh,the memories.
The Steel Garbage Can.(Dust Bin).
Haven't seen one of those since 1984.
But i do think that with Dark's help we may be able to get one of the above to pass through the sound barrier! Oh,yeah!
Sorry ,rude of me ...Allow me to introduce: The Wheelie bin.
Wheelie bin, a.k.a “Dalek in disguise”.
At least, there once was a video of several wheelie bins going down the road and someone had dubbed the Daleks over them.
I’m not sure if we have the teknolojies to post video of Pat playing the ukulele. I’ll have to ask the sort of people who know these things.
All the food has been cleaned off Kathleen. Now I need to give Frank a bath. He’s had a busy day. Tom and Elen are at church helping with the homeless mission - Tom made banana pudding - and Bill can pick them up. If he turns up flaunting his perfect hair, they might even feed him.
There's Two in the backyard now. I am sure the are plotting something.
The neigbours cats go nowhere near them!
I bet you could detach the top of one of those. The ride might be bumpier....
Banana pudding sounds really good. I’ve been thinking about baking something evil this weekend....
At last I know what to call them now!
Call them whatever you like,....just don’t let them hear you!
...brings back memories.
My grandparents lived here from the 1930's up to the mid-1970's. The place is a GORGEOUS Spanish Mediterranean style house, worth WELL into seven figures, now. The folks gave it up because rising property taxes on it would have threatened gramps' ability to support them after retirement.
Now, if we could have seen the future with a little more clarity, MY parents would have pitched in and paid those taxes outright just to keep the place in the family. Alas, it's all water under the bridge, now, but at least the intervening owners appear to know what they have hold of, and have kept the place up very nicely.
Well...except for the avocado grove out back. Looks as if that's all been sold off, now; cut down to enlarge the church parking lot next door. Oh, wait! Maybe not quite! Yes, on closer examination it does appear that there MAY yet exist ONE lone avocado tree out back of the duplex next door.
Anyway, at the back of the long driveway, just off to the left, the old neighbor lady, one Bernice Moore, used to have a large, spreading guava tree. She and my grandma would harvest guavas every year in season, and my grandmother would make guava jelly.
O frabjous day!
Guava jelly is a seminal ingredient in the most supreme PBJ sandwich you'll ever taste, and I ate LORD knows how many growing up. In modern MBA-speak I'd be tagged a "Subject Matter Expert." For our purposes, though, my simple assertion that guava jelly and peanut butter sandwiches reign supreme over all other PBJ formulations must suffice.
I commend the experience to your palate, and adjure that you not hesitate to partake thereof should the opportunity arise.
You don’t like strawberry w/your PB?
He’s very affectionate.
Thank you!
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