Greedy Grateful Dead widow burns down online show-library – Archive.org has been forced to take down over 1000 soundboard recordings of the Grateful Dead by Jerry’s wife and a few (perhaps one) remaining member of the band. Ah well, it was good while it lasted.

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Banana Pancakes for breakfast this morning. Yumma. I wonder if there’ll be any left over TeeGee treats at work.

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Crabby Jack’s for lunch yesterday was nice. Sort of a “Hooters, but with food that’s worth eating” vibe. Cute waitresses and bartender, everyone is friendly, but not “gimme a better tip” fake-friendly. I sat at the bar, and Kristy was knowledgeable about the area and gave me some good hints on places to visit on walkabout and for eats. She’s been working there for 9 years and seems to really enjoy the place. Mojo, the other bartender has been there for 15 years, works tues-fri.

They have a Karaoke night, cheap & tasty food, wireless ‘net (how I sent palm piccies), open to 3am and has some live entertainment there, so it may be a new hangout. We’ll see, but so far, so good. Kristy advised “The Whale’s Rib” to me, and I may guide Danny or perhaps Magda that way when time becomes available.

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Moment of Lyric – wma

Good morning good morning
good morning good morning
good morning, a

Nothing to do to save his life
call his wife in
Nothing say but what a day
how’s your boy been
Nothing to do, it’s up to you
I’ve got noting to say but it’s O.K.

Good morning good morning
good morning a

Going to work don’t want to go
feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam
then you’re in town

Everybody knows there’s nothing doing
Everything is closed, it’s like a ruin
Everyone you see is half asleep
And you’re on your own, you’re in the street

After a while you start to smile
now you feel cool
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school
Nothing has changed it’s still the same
I’ve got nothing to say but it’s O.K.
Good morning good morning
good morning a

People running ’round it’s five o’clock
Everywhere in town it’s getting dark
Everyone you see is full of life
It’s time for tea and meet the wife

Somebody needs to know the time
glad that I’m here
Watching the skirts you start to flirt
no you’re in gear
Go to a show you hope she goes
I’ve got nothing to say but it’s O.K.
Good morning good morning
good morning good morning

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Meme swipified from eryx_uk

20 years ago I was: 16, and was about a year from moving out of the house. Bro was already living with Uncle Bob and Aunt Val, due to his discipline issues, Mother and Father were divorced. I was pretty much allowed to do what I liked… maybe had too much freedom at that point. Was playing D&D / Dawn Patrol / Gamma World / Traveller with Brent / Steve / Beau – Had just started my gig at the library, and discovered a gaming group there, too. Steve Mancour, David Foster, and others. I met Pam that year through Viewtron, too. Or maybe the year prior? I forget. I remember Steve and Brent Were along for the ride to meet Lisa and Pam.

15 years ago I was: 21. 1990. I was in school for Computer Science, gaming with James / Mark / Robin / Renata, etc, soon to flip over to with Graypumpkin, Katt, Wus, Pam, Rik, and Danny. I was a lot less mature back then… but fun was had. Still at the library, soon to migrate to the bookstore.

10 years ago I was: 26. Holy cow. Was that 10 years ago? 1995. I was mostly working at Atlantic marketing, and went back to school (FAU and University of Miami) to polish off my degree, long overdue. I got deep into the concept of mental reprogramming, and it worked, to a degree.

5 years ago: I was 31, cej and I had just declared our mutual love for one another. The start of a great couple of years. Too bad it had to end the way it did… or at all, really. When things were good, I was really buoyed up, and that euphoria made me a little bit bulletproof. Newton was 1 year old.

1 year ago: I was 35 and dating Mel, started using the phrase
“Don’t piss down my back and tell me it’s raining.”, I confide that I would eat a Christmas elf. Mel didn’t last to Valentine’s Day. Big Tsunami disaster. Everyone telling me “it’s a sign of the apocalypse” and just pissing me off. I remember wanting to tell them “If your god is killing thousands of people, in order to send a message that he’s going to kill the rest of us shortly, then your god is a huge a-hole.” But, that wouldn’t win me any friends or converts, I suspect.

Yesterday: Unpacked a little, visited Crabby Jack’s, walked the neighborhood a bit and hung out with the Rootie-tootie, fresh and fruity Newtie.

5 snacks I enjoy: French Fries, Blueberry yogurt w/grape nuts, Chocolate chip cookies, corn fritters, pretzels

5 songs I know all the words to: Gilligan’s Island Theme, Love Boat Theme, Love Shack – B-52s, every purely instrumental song written, Mexican Radio – Wall of Voodoo.

5 things I would do with a million dollars: pay off the mortgage, begin a retirement fund, expand my education, start a fund to help people in some way, assist family and friends with bills

5 places I would run away to: the forgotten yeti city of bahoombawoomba, xanadu, the halls of gladshiem, Newton’s secret volcano base in the pacific, any bookstore with comfy chairs and tasty iced chai.

5 things I would never wear: A hat made of live deadly scorpions, tooth piercings, underwear made of fiberglass insulation in hot sticky summertime, the cruel shoes, a speedo at the beach. (of course, one should *never* say never)

Anna knew she had to have some new shoes today, and Carlo had helped her try on every pair in the store. Carlo spoke wearily, “Well, that’s every pair of shoes in the place.”

“Oh, you must have one more pair…”

“No, not one more pair… Well, we have the cruel shoes, but no one would want…”

Anna interrupted, “Oh yes, let me see the cruel shoes!”

Carlo looked incredulous. “No Anna, you don’t understand, you see the cruel shoes are…”

“Get them!”

Carlo disappeared into the back room for a moment, then returned with an ordinary shoe box. He opened the lid and removed a hideous pair of black and white pumps. But these were not an ordinary pair of black and white pumps; both were left feet, one had aright angle turn with separate compartments that pointed the toes in impossible directions. The other shoe was six inches long and was curved inward like a rocking chair with a vise and razor blades to hold the foot in place.

Carlo spoke hesitantly, “… Now you see why… they’re not fit for humans…”

“Put them on me.”

“But…”

“Put them on me!”

Carlo knew all arguments were useless. He knelt down before her and forced the feet into the shoes.

The screams were incredible.

Anna crawled over to the mirror and held her bloody feet up where she could see.

“I like them.”

She paid Carlo and crawled out of the store into the street.

Later that day, Carlo was overheard saying to a new customer, “Well, that’s every shoe in the place. Unless, of course, you’d like to try the cruel shoes.”

5 favorite tv programs: Red Dwarf, Lost, The Prisoner, Brisco County Jr., Kim Possible

5 bad habits: Junk food, clutterbug, choosing my battles *too* carefully (putting up with too much), always showing how I feel, Spending a bit foolishly

5 biggest joys: Newt, Helping others, hugs, being free, being loved

5 favorite toys: PDA, Computer, String to tease Newt into hunter mode, my imagination, LJ

5 fictional characters I would date: Zatanna, Crazy Jane, Samantha Stevens (pre-Darren), Phoebe Buffay, Kaylee

5 people I tag to do this: Anyone who wants to.