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Vacation Photos: Pittsburgh: Reds Vs. Pirates, August 2023
Synchronicity – Noddy Holder and then a photo of a guy in a top hat
I followed the link from the podcast (the one that doesn’t cost fifty bucks a year) to see the “show notes”. I guess these are them. What was once art is now commerce. Everybody should get paid, but I do miss the art.
John
Last?
I’ll miss ya, Clue (or as Dashiell Hammett says, clew: clever and classy, always on the lookout for art, never out for a buck.
with admiration,
johnthebasket
Same, Gianni. Take care of that old heart of yours, okay?
Going in for a parts replacement with some risk, but no other options. It’s been a fine couple of decades with what seems like the last people on earth who favor fine writing over magazine subscriptions and a quip over a buck. I shall miss Clue as I shall miss you all.
You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my number
I only give you my situation
And in the middle of investigation
I break down
with fondness,
John
I’ll miss you, John, and everyone else. What am I saying? I already do.
Hash browns over easy.
Same both ways, Chill. I survived my surgery and would love to find a place on the web where the old Surf Report gang of 200 or so (or at least the survivors) can get together and shoot the shit. It was an actual community and it was a kick in the pants. If any surfers want to sponsor a daily discussion of key issues in American culture, pinball machines, and drunken music fans shouting requests, I’d kick in a few bucks. Not this stuff where Jeff talks, but a forum where we all (hopefully including Jeff) talk.
Knowing how way leads onto way, it won’t happen, but damn, republicans, democrats, liberals, rednecks, Abba fans, normal people, all respectfully talkin’ ’bout life. I dearly miss it.
My love to you all,
John
Only three more days until the yearly Surf Report comes out!
Anyone enjoy a bowl of Mother F’n corn recently? I miss those days. Hello to anyone still checking in.
I tried commenting on one of the many episodes in which Jeff documents his television viewing habits, but commenting on the podcast involves a download of some software that looks a little suspicious. And I don’t think anybody’s ever commented on an episode, so that’s concerning. What the hell is a podbean? It appears that the audience for the podcast is an upgrade to the audience for the blog: more affluent and snappier dressers, I suspect.
With affection for the old crowd,
johnthebasket
Well, that explains a helluva lot. Have avoided snappy dressing like the plague and even wore jeans to my wedding way back when. No wonder I eschew the podcast. (No offense, Jeff. My hearing is shot and I do far better with the written word.)
Greetings to all. This old woman misses you guys.
I know what you mean about hearing. I grew up just over a mile from the studio where the Wailers rehearsed in the late 50s and early 60s, and about two miles north of the garage in which the Sonics practiced a couple of years later. During each Sonics rehearsal, whether they were working on “The Witch” or “Psycho” or “Boss Hoss”, the alley adjacent to the garage was filled with 50 to 100 adolescents dancing on the gravel and dirt “dancefloor”. So I started losing my hearing at 11 or 12, and more than 60 years later when Martha asks me to pass the salt at dinner, it’s anybody’s guess what she’s actually going to get. But that was fine music.
johnthebasket
Any word on a return of content here? Miss the old days!!
My hearing is so bad that it sounds like I’m standing under Niagara Falls all day. When I exit my car I can’t hear any warning buzzers or dings, so I leave a turn indicator ticking, the radio on, the headlights on bright, and the engine running. I was wondering how I could be retired and still had to gas up the damn car twice a week.
TJ, I think this is the word.
regards,
johnthebasket
. . . and my car radio is so old and decrepit it only picks up CONELRAD. And those guys don’t rock the tunes.
jtb
I just wish there had been some sort of communication that this blog has died or something. I check back from time to time to see if perhaps there may be a new posting – maybe I’m like Charlie Brown who continues to try to kick the football that Lucy pulls away from him.
I guess that’s just the way of the blog world, they just stop without notice. No offense meant to Jeff, I realize that doing this takes time and money, and I supported him a while back by buying t-shirts (I still wear it here in Illinois and get comments on it).
I typically don’t have the free time to sit and listen to a podcast, prefer the written word ’cause I can leave it on the screen and check back from time to time in order to finish it.
I do miss Jeff’s sense of humor, and also the comments from the ‘regulars’.
Wishing you all the best from frozen central Illinois!
Miss this website!
I might be the last one to know but Jeff is doing a Substack now. Hope someone finds this.