Mara

Pissing down rain constantly for the last 5 days. I am heartily sick of it, along with everyone else here.

 

Partly I am pissed because I love winter; it's my favorite season, and it has been nothing but goddamn rain. And when summer (which I absolutely loathe) rolls around, and we could use some long rainy days to alleviate the oppressive heat - will that happen? Of course not; the only rain we can expect is the odd quick shower, just enough to replenish the mosquito breeding pools.

 

Hmmmm . . . [reconsiders plan to move to coastal Georgia in retirement . . . .]

 

Here, it's beautiful blue skies and about 33 degrees.

 

Coastal Georgia is disappearing, or at least the sandy part is. Much marsh, little beachfront. The islands (Tybee, St. Simon's, etc.) got hit hard by a hurricane in 2016; not sure how well the beaches came out of it.

I read the first page of the thread and now know far more than I ever wanted to about the subject.

Pissing down rain constantly for the last 5 days. I am heartily sick of it, along with everyone else here.

 

Partly I am pissed because I love winter; it's my favorite season, and it has been nothing but goddamn rain. And when summer (which I absolutely loathe) rolls around, and we could use some long rainy days to alleviate the oppressive heat - will that happen? Of course not; the only rain we can expect is the odd quick shower, just enough to replenish the mosquito breeding pools.

Prime Mover has always been a favorite:

 

From a point on the compass

To magnetic north

The point of the needle moving back and forth

 

From the point of entry-

Until the candle is burned

The point of departure is not to return

Just back from dinner. Had a 14 oz. filet and bacon macaroni & cheese.

 

Thanks to all of you! I've missed it here.

Aw, thanks!

 

It's another rainy workday, but my dad and stepmom are treating me and SO to dinner tonight at our favorite local steakhouse. :)

That’ll do nicely, thanks!

 

I thought you were the one whose brain had that information; couldn't recall.

 

Briefly - the reason I need to know is not so I can insult a Japanese person. I am a member of another forum that's horse racing related (racing is HUGELY popular in Japan). Another member wants to respond to a Japanese Twitter feed explaining that certain Americans are, well, idiots.

I can't remember who it was that lived in Japan for a while and taught English classes. But I need to know the Japanese equivalent of "dingbat".

 

Long story, which I'll share with anyone who cares....

Touching in so many ways. What an honor for Neil and Rush....that someone put such a tremendous amount of work into that arrangement.

Hope you rocked out, Earl!!!

 

I despise baby Yoda and would happily run the little fuckturd over with a steamroller and put the remains through a confetti machine.

 

bluefox4000....I'd rather eat a pound of glass shards than see that band (thanks to a former boss at a shitty job who lurrrrved them and played them nonstop at a decibel level that prevented any conversation), but I do sincerely hope you enjoy your show.

 

Going to a professional lacrosse game tonight. A friend of mine is the home team's trainer and scored us free tix. Never seen it live; should be fun.

Reality is they are closing in on 70. Geddy’s voice has been pushed to its limits in the last decade, and Alex’s arthritic hands give him no small amount of grief.

I can maybe see a small scale project or collaboration, but I would be surprised if they revisited anything definitively Rush. I think Rush “retired” for good when Neil died, and for me personally, that’s as it should be.

Oblivious fuckwits at the gym who treat equipment as their personal media station.

 

Seriously. I did ten sets on the leg press and the same dude was on the leg extension the whole time, texting. And then he acted all offended when I asked to work in with him. Dude, I have four total sets left in this goddamn leg workout; go home and text on the couch. And I am lifting more than he is!

 

I had the same experience with two girlfriends, who were sitting on adjacent leg machines, just gabbing away....and maybe doing one set of very light reps every five minutes or so. I cut in with a minimum amount of politeness.....

 

The absolute worst is high school sweethearts. The guy is always trying to show off and be manly and "help" his girlfriend. Usually she's acting all coy and giggly. You might as well change up your workout plan because that piece of equipment is going to be monopolized by Romeo & Juliet for at least another half hour.

 

I really have few complaints about this gym. It's clean, has plenty of free weights and a decent array of cardio equipment. I'm aware I can get a little intense working out and I try to not be impatient and bitchy.

Oblivious fuckwits at the gym who treat equipment as their personal media station.

 

Seriously. I did ten sets on the leg press and the same dude was on the leg extension the whole time, texting. And then he acted all offended when I asked to work in with him. Dude, I have four total sets left in this goddamn leg workout; go home and text on the couch. And I am lifting more than he is!

Ugh....tired of waking up and spending 45 minutes or so coughing up myeloperoxidase. Stupid cold has been hanging on for a week.

 

My cold invaded me Saturday night, and I got 6-8 inches of snow Sunday.

 

I do not recommend spending 2 hours outside on snow removal detail when you're sicker than sick. I had the chills so bad at work today, I could barely type, as my hands were shaking so badly. Now, I have the sweats..... :eh:

 

That almost sounds like flu.

 

My cold was/is pretty mild; it just won't go away! Mucinex is the bomb, though.

No money for hate rock

 

What if they're "hating" pedophile priests? Contrary to their name, they don't just rage against the "machine".

 

The drummer is a Scientologist now. Can't take anything they say seriously.

 

Scientology is nothing if not a mind control machine. Rage Against The Irony.

 

That said, "Testify" is on my weight room playlist.

Currently reading Finders Keepers, just finished Mr. Mercedes I've already read The Outsider, so a little backwards.

 

I really appreciate the focus on character development in these later works. If you haven't yet read Duma Key, I highly recommend it!

 

ETA - I have always loved Stephen King unapologetically. But I've been on a kick since a short hospital stay when I needed long reads!

I know what I do and don't want to spend my entertainment money on; it matters not one whit whether some self-important highbrow committee thinks a certain movie is praiseworthy. I would rather watch Zombieland any day over much of the crap that wins awards. (Zombieland is the shit, period).

 

I also don't give a rat's ass about what celebrities are wearing or who they're screwing.

No surprise he didn't "get" Neil's lyrics.

 

"Dokken! You sukken! Get off the stagen, you slobben; get a jobben, Dokken!"

 

Hahahahaha! Mara! You kill me! Are we related by wacky wit? LOL Sunken and jobben with DOKKEN!

 

I prefer ROKKEN WITH DOKKEN but I get it. Don should just shut up!

 

Signed,

 

UNDER "LOCK AND KEY" :)

 

I can't take credit for that quip, which is why it's in quotes. It was some random comedian in (I think) 1990; obviously the guy never hit the big time but his bit about attending a Dokken concert lives on.

 

"You love us so much....you wouldn't let us leave until we play another song! You wouldn't let us leave!"

"Yeah, yeah, shut up, loser, you wouldn't turn the goddamn lights back on."

It’s been a month since we learned about Neil Peart’s death...and I was so heartened to see so many original TRF members and erstwhile regulars come around to pay their respects and share some good Rush stories, of times gone by.

 

A month. And now, with only a few exceptions, they’re pretty much all gone again.

 

It’s just...it’s been awesome to see all the people around for the past several weeks. And surely, I’m grateful for all the people who stick around and participate, and make this place what it is...I’m grateful to all of you.

 

That is all.

 

Sad that it took Neil's death for me to rediscover TRF, but I am glad I did.

When I first heard of Dokken in 1982 via the Kerrang album review of Breaking the Chains I initially thought it was a girl led band because I mistakenly thought the lead singer was called Dawn Dokken.

 

Well, you weren't completely wrong about him being a girl. Just look at the lyrics to Alone Again lol.

I really like that one. Lynch is a beast on that. :guitar:

 

I've got nothing against George's playing on it. The lyrics are just wussy pop garbage.

I hardly consider lyrics in music. Lyrics are just like the sprinkles on the cake for me, not even the icing or the cream never mind the cake. I hear lyrics but I don't hear them. It's probably why death metal vocals never bothered me, vocals are just another instrument to my ears, an effect. Lyrics are just a necessary tool. I mean you have to sing something don't you?

 

As for Mr Neil Peart and his lyrics, I prefer to think of him as the man who came up with the themes and concepts for all the albums, the album titles, the song titles, the lyrics were just the nuts and bolts in that whole machine. The themes, concepts, ideas, even the titles are more important to me than the actual lyrics.

 

Lyrics carry a lot of weight with me. Cheese is still cheese no matter how inspiring the music behind it.

 

I mean, take one of the worst songs ever (imo), the horrendous 1982 "I've Never Been To Me". The only way that song would ever be good enough to listen to would be if Warren Zevon or Frank Zappa did a really ironic arrangement/vocal, and they're both dead so....

 

A more recent example: "I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight". That is one of the dumbest, sappiest, most treacly songs ever. I know 10 year olds who could write better. Sure, it has hairy metal behind it, but that cannot conceal the fact that it's a steaming pile of yak poo.

Well yeah some songs are beyond saving no matter what.

 

Yet both became hits. The latter was even deemed worthy of inclusion on the local "classic" rock station's rotation. Go figure.

When I first heard of Dokken in 1982 via the Kerrang album review of Breaking the Chains I initially thought it was a girl led band because I mistakenly thought the lead singer was called Dawn Dokken.

 

Well, you weren't completely wrong about him being a girl. Just look at the lyrics to Alone Again lol.

I really like that one. Lynch is a beast on that. :guitar:

 

I've got nothing against George's playing on it. The lyrics are just wussy pop garbage.

I hardly consider lyrics in music. Lyrics are just like the sprinkles on the cake for me, not even the icing or the cream never mind the cake. I hear lyrics but I don't hear them. It's probably why death metal vocals never bothered me, vocals are just another instrument to my ears, an effect. Lyrics are just a necessary tool. I mean you have to sing something don't you?

 

As for Mr Neil Peart and his lyrics, I prefer to think of him as the man who came up with the themes and concepts for all the albums, the album titles, the song titles, the lyrics were just the nuts and bolts in that whole machine. The themes, concepts, ideas, even the titles are more important to me than the actual lyrics.

 

Lyrics carry a lot of weight with me. Cheese is still cheese no matter how inspiring the music behind it.

 

I mean, take one of the worst songs ever (imo), the horrendous 1982 "I've Never Been To Me". The only way that song would ever be good enough to listen to would be if Warren Zevon or Frank Zappa did a really ironic arrangement/vocal, and they're both dead so....

 

A more recent example: "I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight". That is one of the dumbest, sappiest, most treacly songs ever. I know 10 year olds who could write better. Sure, it has hairy metal behind it, but that cannot conceal the fact that it's a steaming pile of yak poo.

I didn't even realize it was on. That would explain why none of the gay regulars were in attendance at last night's AA meeting.

When I first heard of Dokken in 1982 via the Kerrang album review of Breaking the Chains I initially thought it was a girl led band because I mistakenly thought the lead singer was called Dawn Dokken.

 

Well, you weren't completely wrong about him being a girl. Just look at the lyrics to Alone Again lol.

 

Perhaps Gilbert O'Sullivan and Harry Nilsson had a love child and called him Donald ..... :o

 

I honestly have no clue who either of those people are and had to look them up. Still have no clue after looking lol. I've probably heard songs from them before but couldn't tell you unless I was listening to it.

 

Alone Again, Naturally - Gilbert O'Sullivan

 

All By Myself - Harry Nilsson

 

I suggest that you avoid listening to the songs.... :laughing guy:

 

Wasn't All By Myself (the famous one) Eric Carmen? I see Harry sung it too.

 

I first read that as Eric Cartman....

I don't mind peanut butter but recently I saw a picture of what looked like the typical deviled egg, but where the yolk mixture would be some evil person had put a small dollop of peanut butter and jelly. Wrong!

 

I don't care what you put on an egg - keep it the hell away from my plate!

Don't like eggs or most nuts. Those are great sources of protein, but, everybody likes different stuff.

 

I can kinda sorta deal with nuts as long as it isn't overload - I'll just pick them out/off of whatever. I've never understood the midwest holiday nutroll tradition - way to ruin perfectly good pastry.

 

Eggs are another matter. As an ingredient, incorporated into baked goods, no problem. But if there is any essence of egg present - instant stomach clench. That means no quiches or custards (I once found a long string of cooked egg white, like a little rope of snot, in a dish of lemon custard). Even popovers are too "eggy" for me.