No doubt ... it's usually a Busch lite in your trucks beverage holder (only on gravel roads though ....reeks of freedom). He makes parts for plastic injection molds ---like snowmobile seats and airplane doors and tractor roofs. He's got a low tolerence for high tolerence. Cannon River Machine is the name.
Bed-times for Bonzo (and Corky). Nice chattin' ...
The Rapture Accelerator 2000. We could market them through the Focus on the Family and Tim LaHaye's Left Behind empires. Only maybe it would just vaporize all the Rapture idiots and get them out of our political hair.
Aha! Brent Sigmeth: always thinkin'! ... I woke up today with this slap-happy nutty half dream-vision that Jesus has been over across the universe busy doing his deal, pre-occupied, and not paying attention to these dominionist wing-nuts over here on earth and he finally gets around to returning, sees what's happening, and just freaks out, "raptures" all the fear-mongering born-again zealots, and leaves the rest of us with a short apology and the same message of peace and humility and takes off again -- of course, all of this happens in about twenty minutes. But, let's say that Jesus is so gosh darn busy over there a kazillion miles away that he's too late returning and these nutballs get us into WWIII .... that's where Bob's shop comes in handy. That's why it's very important that we make a high powered Rapture Accelerator 2000 -- a device to contact him wherever he is. It's like when you forget that you put a pizza in the oven and forget to set the timer for an hour and a half instead of fifteen minutes ... (which in my estimation, should have been about 100 years, not 2000). But, in the end I understand ... we all get busy and sometimes take on too much to do it right. Sometimes we need a little help returning to an unfinished project. And that's where the Rapture Accelerator 2000 comes in. Don't you think it's time?
TC, I think you've hit on something too. We could start a "What Would Jesus Drive" bumper sticker campaign. While Bob & Brent work out the Rapture Accelerator 2000 design, we could give away the WWJD bumper stickers to all the drivers of fuel-efficient cars, motorcycles, bicyclists, etc. Stir the pot a bit before the lunies check out.
Time for me to make the donuts. I mean -- time for me to go camp council some twenty year-olds who are setting their goal to sell a million copies of their first record. Jeesh. Psychologist/Record Producer Brent Sigmeth heads in for another day of "you can make a great record, fellas, but you can't make a Radiohead record in 24 days, sadly ..."
And now the dogs are nowhere to be found, except for Jack who - like any good dog - guards the house. Romeo and rocky are off getting in trouble and they follow that "If I can't see you, you can't see me" or "If you can't hear me, I can't hear you" line of reasoning. (it kind of angers me). Come on, you hounds! Get back here!
See, that's what happens when you get a reputation for being good at what you do and your 1st gig out of school put you in the room during a Nirvana session. Everyone wants you to tell the tale and be their mentor. It could be worse--the Deals could be co-panelists.
And the longer the dogs stay lost and keep me here waiting, the longer I have to be there tonight away from my sweet Wendy! Dammit, you hounds -- it's 24-hour leash time for you now!
That works. Of course, I could be wrong about the Rapture. But you really don't want to get me started on religion--I tend to work up into a real rant.
He was at the bar after work last night until 1230am with the Scout and then he slept until 10am and now he's heading off to mix seven songs for young firey blues band from Ohio. I'll be back with some new entries tomorrow or late tonight; think I'll take Corky to work with me today ... gotta run. Wendy says she'll add something new today.
The guitar player is another super- young SRV clone with the voice of Gregg Allman/Kim Wilson. The name is Blue Tantrum. From Ohio. Super-nice fellas. The drummer turns 21 tonight. I think it's what we should refer to as "Rockin' Blues" as opposed to actual "the Blues". SRV really turned on the younger generations. I'm not much into it these days at all, but I do appreciate it.
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Sorry, I just have a fascination with Bob's shop.
Like, what could we build in there? How 'bout a Rapture Accelerator? get 'em outta here --- FAST!
What is young Bob's trade? Do I detect tool & die implements?
Chillin' with a cig and a Dew. Not many places you can do that anymore.
No doubt ... it's usually a Busch lite in your trucks beverage holder (only on gravel roads though ....reeks of freedom). He makes parts for plastic injection molds ---like snowmobile seats and airplane doors and tractor roofs. He's got a low tolerence for high tolerence. Cannon River Machine is the name.
Bed-times for Bonzo (and Corky). Nice chattin' ...
Yeah....
The Rapture Accelerator 2000. We could market them through the Focus on the Family and Tim LaHaye's Left Behind empires. Only maybe it would just vaporize all the Rapture idiots and get them out of our political hair.
Aha! Brent Sigmeth: always thinkin'! ... I woke up today with this slap-happy nutty half dream-vision that Jesus has been over across the universe busy doing his deal, pre-occupied, and not paying attention to these dominionist wing-nuts over here on earth and he finally gets around to returning, sees what's happening, and just freaks out, "raptures" all the fear-mongering born-again zealots, and leaves the rest of us with a short apology and the same message of peace and humility and takes off again -- of course, all of this happens in about twenty minutes. But, let's say that Jesus is so gosh darn busy over there a kazillion miles away that he's too late returning and these nutballs get us into WWIII .... that's where Bob's shop comes in handy. That's why it's very important that we make a high powered Rapture Accelerator 2000 -- a device to contact him wherever he is. It's like when you forget that you put a pizza in the oven and forget to set the timer for an hour and a half instead of fifteen minutes ... (which in my estimation, should have been about 100 years, not 2000). But, in the end I understand ... we all get busy and sometimes take on too much to do it right. Sometimes we need a little help returning to an unfinished project. And that's where the Rapture Accelerator 2000 comes in. Don't you think it's time?
TC, I think you've hit on something too. We could start a "What Would Jesus Drive" bumper sticker campaign. While Bob & Brent work out the Rapture Accelerator 2000 design, we could give away the WWJD bumper stickers to all the drivers of fuel-efficient cars, motorcycles, bicyclists, etc. Stir the pot a bit before the lunies check out.
My only additional comment is: Hey, TC, where's your Stomping Boots pic?
Have fun today, folks ...
Time for me to make the donuts. I mean -- time for me to go camp council some twenty year-olds who are setting their goal to sell a million copies of their first record. Jeesh. Psychologist/Record Producer Brent Sigmeth heads in for another day of "you can make a great record, fellas, but you can't make a Radiohead record in 24 days, sadly ..."
And now the dogs are nowhere to be found, except for Jack who - like any good dog - guards the house. Romeo and rocky are off getting in trouble and they follow that "If I can't see you, you can't see me" or "If you can't hear me, I can't hear you" line of reasoning. (it kind of angers me). Come on, you hounds! Get back here!
Have fun nursing the newbies, B.
See, that's what happens when you get a reputation for being good at what you do and your 1st gig out of school put you in the room during a Nirvana session. Everyone wants you to tell the tale and be their mentor. It could be worse--the Deals could be co-panelists.
And the longer the dogs stay lost and keep me here waiting, the longer I have to be there tonight away from my sweet Wendy! Dammit, you hounds -- it's 24-hour leash time for you now!
Youch!!
Better be good, Kitty. We don't want you tied to the porch, too.
It's Noon on Friday. Anybody out there?
I don't believe in Rapture--it's a misinterpretation of an obscure biblical text.
What's up with you today?
I'm painting lawn furniture.
That works. Of course, I could be wrong about the Rapture. But you really don't want to get me started on religion--I tend to work up into a real rant.
Did you find any morrels?
TC, do you work at the city? county?
As much as you'd like to send. A few pages--the whole thing. It's all good.
Well, you know, lawyers go to school to learn bad manners.
Catch you later.
1%! go team! uhh.... yeah. go. team.
Send it on. Understand, though, that I will be honest with my opinion--whichever way it goes. Do you want a rough edit, too, or just a reading?
PS: I'm not a very harsh a critic.
Throw us a new bone!!!
Damn, and I had to spend the weekend with sunshine and low 80s. I guess it sucks to be me.
He was at the bar after work last night until 1230am with the Scout and then he slept until 10am and now he's heading off to mix seven songs for young firey blues band from Ohio. I'll be back with some new entries tomorrow or late tonight; think I'll take Corky to work with me today ... gotta run. Wendy says she'll add something new today.
Keep on truckin'
Tell us about the blues band. Any good? D & I are blues lovers, so if it's worth a listen, turn us on.
The guitar player is another super- young SRV clone with the voice of Gregg Allman/Kim Wilson. The name is Blue Tantrum. From Ohio. Super-nice fellas. The drummer turns 21 tonight. I think it's what we should refer to as "Rockin' Blues" as opposed to actual "the Blues". SRV really turned on the younger generations. I'm not much into it these days at all, but I do appreciate it.
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