In Fort Worth, we don't need no stinkin' 9th Circuit Court...
Art is in the eye of the beholder, I guess...
This is not an abandoned truck - it is actually a display outside the Art building at NTSU, er, UNT.
- Over the weekend, heard the one-hit wonder Beach Baby from 1974. Awesome. British dudes succeed in out Brian Wilson-ing the Beach Boys. And even though I was listening on a decent car audio system, I'll always remember it best when it was played at near-clipping levels through horn-type loudspeakers at the Prater amusement park in Vienna, Austria (where I was living during all of 1974). Good times.
- Also heard Al Stewart's Year of the Cat. Sure, it's gay sounding, but very mesmerizing. And so captures that period in time.
- I was pretty much kidding when I posted the Gordon Lightfoot info a few days ago. Still, I watched about the last four songs of the KERA/13 special. And, hey, he'll be at Verizon later this month!
- What's with all the junk mail? A few weeks ago, the FWST had an article about an old lady whose life was ruined (supposedly) by all the junk mail she received. While I wouldn't go quite so far, I can relate. Today alone I got six glossy postcard ads: Two dentists, a church, Bed Bath & Beyond, a car dealer I bought a car from ELEVEN YEARS AGO, and a radiant barrier company. There's a special place in Hell for folks who send out this crap, and I think maybe they could use some of that radiant barrier stuff.
- Got two phone calls last night from a number I didn't recognize. Today, I called the number, but not from my cellphone. "Bueno!...Bueno!" Oh, great, in addition to junk mail, I get wrong number calls from illegal aliens.
- Took my daughter to see Robin Hood 2010, starring Russell Crowe and Cate Blanchett. As in the remake released this year, not a modern-day Robin Hood. I sort of enjoyed it, but she found it hard to follow.
- Anyone been to see a concert at WinStar Casino? Seems they get some decent acts, but my mental image is that I'd come home smelling like an ashtray. Fair or no?
- Ants invaded my kitchen on Friday. I read on the interwebs that "ants despise vinegar", and that a 50-50 solution of vinegar and water in a spray bottle would send them packing. Didn't faze them. Also tried the boric acid. Yawn. Then some Raid. Not much better. By the end of the weekend, I was like Bill Murray in Caddyshack. Maybe Chupacabra can tell me where to get some C-4...
- Saw this evening that Heart is coming to House of Blues. Love the Heart, saw them with middle son in '06 or '07 at [then] Nokia. And, although I don't play guitar, I can never pick one up without doing the riff from Crazy on You. Ask my kids...I just can't.
- Bought a cantaloupe for 79¢ at the Wal-Mart Neighborhood Grocery nearby. Not. Really. Ripe.
Playing hide and seek.
4 comments:
We go to WinStar a lot (and we don't smoke) and I will say that the ventilation in that place is TOP NOTCH. I rarely come home smelling like smoke, and people smoke like crazy in there. They really did a good job making sure that the air is as clean as it can get there. I recommend it.
I used to play Gord's Gold over and over again. I still love If You Could Read My Mind.
YM, I think I would have to rank my favorites from that album as: Minstrel of the Dawn, Carefree Highway, and Early Morning Rain.
Besides the one I mentioned earlier I really like Bitter Green, Softly, and Early Morning Rain too.
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