Ron Washington Wisdom
Science Marches On
Posted by TFG on January 5th, 2013
or, What The Eggheads Are Up To
Scientists create projectile vomiting robot named Vomiting Larry
Caltech-led astronomers estimate that at least 100 billion planets populate the galaxy
A timely reminder that you ain’t all that with your iPhone and your Twitter. Alternatively, where the hell is everybody?
Everything you’ve read about your health is wrong Because it’s written by journalists, the lit majors. The folks who spent their college years using strong spirits to inspire a robot.
G.O.D. NB: Back in the Good Old Days, this would be the traditional weekend of what was the He-Man Woman-Hater Campout. It involved whisky, beer, guns, bonfires, dogs, mountains of firewood, whisky, cards, jungle bocce, beer, potato guns, x-treme croquet, and the imbibing of strong spirits by some. The highlight was the burning of the cast-off Christmas trees, collected over the previous week or two as the holiday spirits fled. Once you see one of those go up, you will never want another natural tree anywhere near your living room. The zenith of that particular tradition was a year where we gathered and transported over 50 old trees…even with that many, there wasn’t ever one left by dawn. One of the most surprising things I learned was how many people threw out the light strings with their trees. We are all older now, married now, (some of them are) wiser now, since the last one. I miss them, but I doubt I could sleep on the cold ground in a tent anymore, not without some help from strong spirits.
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Ordered the hammer – great tip and perfect for my survival accessories. I got paid to sleep on the cold ground, often without a tent and always without strong spirits. While your memory recalls the joy of roughing it in the outdoors with friends, mine includes little sleep, freezing my A** off, and mad dashes to the latrine, always just after warming up in the sleeping bag. I did have one of those Korean War vintage wolf’s fur parkas that was the warmest thing I ever wore.
Agree about your view on health literature. But, the alternative is medical journals that are head-banging hard to translate into understandable prose.
You were a committed patriot, where I was a lazy ginhead roustabout.
Yes I think we would sleep in cabins now. And everyone would be in bed by midnight.. And up by 5:30
Shoot, man…we made midnight on Friday night without even trying hard. I bet we’d make it to at least 1 am, and maybe even 2. I concur about the cabins, though.
Hell Yes, I Cheated
I found, and love the Joe Tex version.
That Joe Tex version is good.
But I like this Patty Booker woman, too.