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Bob Dick wouldn't be a fun name to have in grade school.

RIP Cleo. It sounds like she had a wonderful 18+ years, with a family that loved her.

Have a fantastic day Sir! Do something unusual today. Maybe open a bottle of wine?

Have a great day!

It looks like the weather played fair.

I'll see your semi naked Sting and raise you a semi naked Sean Connery.

So, you were stung?

That is awesome! I love how you placed all the sapwood at the outside edge of the leg tops. That is a very elegant design. Is it yours?

My Top three singer/songwriters are Townes Van Zandt, Guy Clark and Kris Kristofferson.

Jim, be careful with Fraternity choice. Not trying to be rude, but hazing on anyone over 50 can be rough.

Yes, I'm Thor all over! He says in his best gay lisp. I'm not a straight man, but I play one on TV.

Twill be sweet!

We have a similar game in the gay community. Dungeons and Masters.

Cyclone Al, cleaning up after a long day of wood shop demo.

Is the definition that important for Dora the Explorer?

I saw him in concert. It was at a high school gym in Anchorage. The power went out in the middle of the concert. Was off for about 45 minutes. He told stories in the dark the whole time, then finished the concert when the power came back on. Best concert ever! RIP Tom.

My Mom would fry it as a breakfast meat. But usually my Mom only fixed Spam on hunting/camping trips. Until she discovered it made really good ham salad, she never used it at home. Antonio, that does look similar. Spam was cheap when I was young, but not anymore. It's not cost prohibitive, but it's also no longer the cheap alternative that it once was. The state of Hawaii is the largest consumer of Spam per capita in the USA. They adopted it after WWII soldiers introduced them to it. South Korea is now the largest consumer of Spam worldwide. Today I buy the low sodium version, which is the best tasting in my mind. Come on out of the Spam closet people. Who else ate Spam back in the day, or even now?

I like this one... I remember my Mother getting everything ready to make ham salad one day, only to find out that my Brother had eaten all of the ham she'd bought for it. With all the veggies already diced, she decided to use Spam, but she was furious with my Brother. As it turned out, everyone liked it better with Spam. She used Spam from then on.

ODE TO SPAM. Most of you know that I'm a country boy. I may be gay, but I'm still a child of the woods. I was born and raised in Alaska, but my parents are both from South Texas. I grew up on Texan and Mexican food. Biscuits and gravy for breakfast, enchiladas or chicken fried steak for dinner. I always say I spent half my life in a tent. Sometimes we'd be in the middle of nowhere for weeks at a time. We relied on Moose and Caribou to fill our freezer. It was a fantastic way to grow up! I cherish those memories. Because of the long trips miles from civilization, we needed food that wouldn't spoil. One of the items we always had on these hunting trips was Spam. When the bacon ran out, it was Spam and eggs for breakfast. Even at home there was always Spam in the cabinet. Having two older Brothers, the lunch meat was often gone when I went to fix my lunch for school. So I'd break out a can of Spam. It started as my only alternative, but I quickly developed a taste for the stuff. Even to the point that I'd pass over the ham or roast beef cold cuts for my good friend Spam. Even today I feel the craving a few times a year, and I overcome the judgment of others as I take the Spam from my cart and place it on the belt at the checkout. Like a full moon to a werewolf, I felt the calling yesterday. So I loaded up a few cans of my old friend, along with other grocery items. Today I went to make myself a sandwich for lunch, and while grabbing pickles from the fridge, I spotted a jar of Tostitos salsa con queso dip I had picked up with tortilla chips. Hmmm? A healthy slather of the queso dip on a slice of the bread and some thick Spam slices, and a new favorite was concocted. A side of Grillo's pickles and Cheetos puffs, and lunch for a King was served and fully enjoyed! OK, King of the trailer park maybe, but I can live with that. I'm mostly English, Irish and Scottish, with a little dose of White Trash to round things out. D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S !

Mouth watering.

Just started Nine Perfect Strangers. Watched the three episodes available. The jury is still out. Contemplating Chappelwaite. Based off of a Stephen King story, so worth a look.

Come on people, it's a great cause!

So you can't slow it down between tracks?

Welcome to the jungle gym.

You can have a copper pan made, which will last at least 100 years. The thing is, today people want to remodel around 15 years or sooner. 75 years ago, remodeling was for the wealthy, and even they waited 40 years in between remodels.