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Hurrah for Stoatie and Uncle B!

Mme. Ermine, you said you weren’t going to do a lick of work but I have an exercise regimen you might want to try. First is the wrist twist where you lift a cylindrical container and pronate your wrist until some of the container’s contents pours into a smaller container. Second is the elbow bend, performed by lifting the smaller container until it comes in contact with your lips and then tilting it to pour contents into your mouth and subsequently down your œsophagus. What’s interesting is that after several sets, the first exercise takes less and less physical strength but more and more concentration. The proof is in the proofage!

Oh. Pronating!
I’m certain Sister Grace told us that was a sin! (Sure, almost everything was a sin to Little Caesar).
Good that I kinda stopped worrying about that whole sin thing.

Now, as my Father-In-Law would have said – It’s the Queen’s Birthday (and yes, he meant y’alls Queen) and the sun is over the yardarm.

Cheers!

I’ve just poured my first G&T of the season. Merry ho ho!

How many new chickens do you have? What are their names?

Does your chicken graveyard have markers? How about a pix?

When did you start drinking G&Ts? Have you gone completely native? You shd be drinking strictly American drinks. What is a strictly American drink?

Two more days for me. Ten days without an alarm, that’s all I want this year. I’ll still wake up a o-dark-thirty every day, but for some reason it makes a difference.

It’s the same with us, Gromulin. We get to the weekend and wake up early, regardless.

Somehow it feels different. Just not different enough.

Ho Ho Ho, fellow minions!

Ric Fan, hard to argue that bourbon and coke wouldn’t qualify. Or straight bourbon, for that matter. No point messing around with the fizzy stuff.

So I peeked at Ace of Spades HQ ONT, and spied “Dueling Jinglebells”.
Yes there is a (at least one) banjo involved. Here’s the Youtube linkhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=1&v=AfQAcu2b-OI
Enjoy!

I botched the link and didn’t edit in time. try this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=1&v=AfQAcu2b-OI

bds
Time: December 20, 2017, 2:21 am
Ric Fan, hard to argue that bourbon and coke wouldn’t qualify. Or straight bourbon, for that matter. No point messing around with the fizzy stuff.

Makes sense. Isnt stoaty from Tenn or Kentucky? It should be mother’s milk to her. 🙂

I have until Friday 12/22 noon, and then I head home. Got a short story to finish, plenty of cool stuff to read. However —

Miss Linda talked me into taking her to “The Nutcracker” ballet on the night of Boxing Day. Fifty-two smackers a seat, plus fees and $20 parking, and in an area of town that nowadays looks like a demilitarized zone. Gah. I need a road trip to someplace that isn’t here.

In any case, enjoy your Christmases, all!

Everyone was away from home yesterday so I took the day to veg out. A day of wallowing my jammies, mac n cheese, Red Bull and gaming was just what I needed.

BTW- Post Christmas/Boxing Day may be a good time to buy that new ‘puter, retailers will be begging us to buy their overstocked stuff.

Steam’s got lots of goodies on sale too.

Sounds like a perfect nexus of bargains.

My mother’s drink was bourbon. The smell when I was a kid made me averse to it as an adult. I drink gin because it’s the cheapest of liquors (even cheaper than the vodka at Aldi). I will occasionally indulge in Jack Daniel’s (Tennessee girl), but it does make me feel pretty awful next day, so I try to be modest.

I have four chickens at present. Mapp (the original), Jenny, Rosie and Colette. I don’t bury the chooks as such: I have a very heavy paving slab in one corner of the garden. I put them under it so the fox doesn’t dig them out (it would be awful to find bits scattered over the yard), but I let them…you know. Return whence they came. Chicken deaths are far enough apart that, so far, when I lift the slab I haven’t seen anything horrible.

Except Violence and Vita died too close together, so I had to find poor Vita another spot. Even in death, she was Chicken No-Mates 🙁

Holy shit, Bob! That was amazing. You really don’t think about banjos in the US Navy Band, eh?

I felt for him — did you notice on the closeup, the banjoists right hand was shaking? I don’t know if that was nerves or a condition, but I held my breath for him. He done good.

Banjo.
Right up there just a g-string below the bagpipes on the list of the world’s best instruments.

Okay, MY list, sheesh.

American drinks?
Rum and Coke of course.