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Sunday, November 16, 2008 9:26 AM
sitckerguy's bush gallery
i've got good news, crazy news, bad news, funny news and regular news. what do you want first?
Labels: adventure, apalach, beer, cool people, fire, london, rock music
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Saturday, June 21, 2008 12:53 PM
the day the music melted
lightning struck my house this morning. i was dogsitting @ QS96's house, so me and the laptop and the saturn were no where near the ensuing blaze. grayson is out of town at press time i have yet to speak to him, but his boat was on st george so it's safe, and his car is okay, too. clifford was next door asleep, the cops woke him up and he's fine. his side of the house didn't look too bad. he seemed pretty depressed. i can't imagine grayson being very excited about the situation, either. sadly, we lost odin the cat, and clifford's other dog (not the fluffy one, PJ. PJ is OK).my neighbor erin and i peeked inside briefly and it looks like there might be more salvageable stuff than you'd think from looking at the outside. firedudeman says most of my cds probably melted, and that any clothes that made it will smell like smoke forever. my obama poster is fine.
grayson's sister shelley handles the business end of stuff, and she says insurance is paid up, so thank goodness for that. my bumblingly optimistic ass can't shake the sensation that this could work out for everybody. can't shake it like a soda. i just realized i didn't even look in the fridge. i think there's like a case of beer in there and the rest of the pancetta i made and a fresh pack of those little charcoal steaks i like for ropa vieja. damn. i should run over and get those. oh snap and i just loaded up on pizza and ice cream sandwiches!
i'm going to go see if the ice cream sandwiches melted or not. then i guess i have to do all my laundry again.
thanks to all the twitter people that hollered at me, and to the entire town of apalachicola for helping out and offering me clothes and standing around while i talked to the firedudemenandwomen in my pyjamas.
and congrats to the franklin county all stars on their big win today!
Labels: adventure, apalach, beer, cool people, fire, twitter
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Monday, March 10, 2008 1:28 AM
My Last Supper
there are new pictures on my flickr page, but flickr is still spelled stupid. i want you all to know what i look like so you don't think i look like tyler florence.
there's nothing wrong with him. except that he looks more like a chili-eating parrot than he looks like me. Tyler Florence would eat fried chicken for his last meal, according to the cool book Allison got me for March Tenth. I will now answer the questions put to famous chefs in the book:
What would be your last meal on earth?
knowing my luck, it'll be a crummy sandwich or lame potatoes or something. If I could choose, I would have raw oysters (not too rainy, shucked myself, Crystal hot sauce, saltines), buffalo wings (sauce not broken, juicy/crispy, more flappy parts than drumettes, bleu cheese dressing), an awesome burger (med rare, dijon mustard, perfect tomato, crispy lettuce, poached egg, pickled jalapeno, crumbled potato chips[Ruffles], American cheese, puffy bun with no sesame seeds grilled on the flattop with clarified butter), Dad's BBQ chicken wings, Barnaby's pizza (sausage & mushroom, made by the tall dude not the fat guy) & mexican chocolate & fresh macaroons (no less than 2 minutes old) for dessert. If we could get some Waffle House hashbrowns to absorb what ever drips off the wings and burger that would be great. and plenty of nigiri, especially scallop. and a caja china pig. and risotto with like a whole tin of saffron in it. and pan bagnat the way Jaques Pepin & Julia Child made it. and fiddle heads. and artichokes the way mom used to do them. if i still have room i would like a chili dog with cole slaw and fresh crazy fruits like lychees.
what would be the setting for the meal?
we would enjoy the first couple courses al fresco at Kleeman Plaza, then head into the left side of Barnabys and spread out across two tables.
what would you drink with your meal?
I would like to have some cold Abita Amber with my oysters & wings. burgandy with the burger (from some vineyard & vintage i could never afford) & some heavy duty italian red with the pizza. plenty of dry champagne before and after each course, and pitchers of Arnold Palmer. ice cold 2% milk with the macaroons.
would there be music?
we'll have Emily put together a good shuff, and then roll ourselves to the GbV reunion show at the old Cow Haus after dinner. no TV.
who would be your dining companions?
with friends like mine, who needs dead philosophers and famous people? Adlai Stevenson would be cool, though. and Princess Grace Kelly. That would probably be what killed me, watching Grace Kelly eat chicken wings. or maybe the chicken wings themselves.
who would prepare the meal?
not me! i'll make the bleu cheese dressing and sabre the champagne but thats it.
Labels: Barnabys, beer, cool people, GBV, last supper, wine, wings
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Tuesday, August 14, 2007 3:23 AM
the tomb of the unnamed sock(sp? i mean, sic.)
arlington national laundry room. it's real.i was invited to an orgy tonight. respectfully declined. my newspaper-man-nose-for-a-story was bout it. croquet at kleeman plaza has taken a bizzare turn. and them sysco girls are just as crazy as i always thought. "James, dude! DoubleYouTeeEff?!" Me: No dudes, it's cool. i guess. your shot, Reverend.
word on the street is "who let the dogs out, james?" i would answer that question with a question: Me: why you gotta be bringing up old shit?
fed dinner to the mayor of st. george island last night. i fear i may have over-cooked his excellencie's filet, but what'serface (of the east point Serfaces, old bean) enjoyed her quotation fingers deconstructed fried rice very much. also, i stole a pint glass from blackbeard. now i'm the captain of the bluegrass and i'm turning into a barnacle and the sea goddess is going to turn all the cars into robots and John McLaine(sp?) is too busy saving the world from scary children to stop the evil corporation from enslaving the developing world under the leadership of the liberated Karl Rove! also, it's time for more meteor showers, you know? whatever happened to those?
Detective Scotch Poster is working a new case, faithful. i'm messing with the dj on v89. i told him that we needed massive doses of GBV and some rolling fucking stones, STAT! he thought STAT was a band. but he played three tracks of bee thousand and the live midnight rambler that i like so don't make fun of him b/c he has a dorky voice. i like ian. we're cool. and so are we.
< stillgoofybutserious>i moved my sailboat into a slip. fixed the pump deal. sailor Mike "appreciates shades of brown" and is helping me tellyouwhatdo. in apalach, the weirdos look like zombies and the normal people look like weirdos. on land i have new digs, also. the meth lab got packed up and now i'm in the sea-foam home. can't wait to show you ladies the meteor shower< /sgbs ="kick his ass, sgbs!">
my clothes are clean and almost dry, so i bid you'all a fair good-bye; if ever you wonder where went the hounds, rest assured that blame abounds; for however twas the beasts were released; ask not why, but by whom; and o'er the beats ye shall seek. who who? who? who who?
Labels: apalach, beer, bluegrass, croquet, GBV
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Thursday, March 02, 2006 11:36 AM
Labels: beer, cool people, diatribes, retorts
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Tuesday, January 24, 2006 11:33 PM
about time
does he need a job? we're always looking for people @ the beaner.
Labels: beer
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Tuesday, February 01, 2005 1:40 PM
man drinks his way out of snowy death
so for some reason my webpage has been acting funny since i put that picture of barbya bush up. i don't think it's a conspiracy, since what would be the point of covering up the fact that the president's daughters are skanks? people love skanks!you may be interested to know that this post has been typed on a brand new keyboard! my circa 2000 one just got too nasty. made jennya and barbya look like carrie nation. so now i've plugged in the extra one i've had for a few months and it's just spectacular! I do what I want!
Labels: beer
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Wednesday, January 05, 2005 11:28 PM
GBV Eulogy
nude as the news wrote a very cool pice w/ links to lots of good gbv stuff. they are missing some serious jams on the top 100 list they made, but there are many more than 100 great GBV songs, so they're okay. (link to this post)|
Wednesday, December 29, 2004 1:28 AM
attn: minors seeking beers
YouFinishIt.com is a webpage that makes very fake id's. i would suggest getting one from a far away state, since they don't actually look anything like real driver's licenses. or you could just get an older friend to go to the store.Labels: beer
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Wednesday, December 15, 2004 1:42 PM
"fuck spongebob! I don't write music for cartoons! I write music for reality. and I'm sick of reality!" -Bob Pollard
so monday night i saw gbv for the last time. erik, elizabetty and i drove down to orlando for the night. didn't bring a camera, so there is no proof that I shook hands w/ Bob before the concert. You can just take that on faith.sold my extra two tickets to some cool dudes in the line. also i have to say hello to pat, juan and jessica, who are some cool v89 people that were in line with me. hello also to the tall dude w/ dreads who was hanging out w/ me and erik on the floor. sorry we couldn't make it to the pita pit. and thanks to the stage right bartender.
of course the biggest thanks have to go to the one and only JOE COCHE! that's right people, ole' joe is still workin' for the mouse and let us crash at his house. fans of joe will be happy to hear the guy is doing real well. an all'at fun stuff.
so a good time was had by all. the band played a good dose of my favorite music of all time, i got to spend plenty of quality car-time with two of my favorite people of all time, and now i have to go back to work. (link to this post)
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