Gray Beard

You better you better you bet I call you on the telephone My voice too rough with cigarettes I sometimes feel I should just go home But I'm dealing with a memory that never forgets I love to hear you say my name Especially when you say "yes" I got your body right now on my mind But I drunk myself blind to the sound of old T-Rex

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes Turn and face the strange Ch-ch-changes Don't want to be a richer man Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes Turn and face the strange Ch-ch-changes There's gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I can't trace time

I don't know why I love you but I do I don't know why I cry so but I do I only know I'm lonely and that I want you only I don't know why I love you but I do I can't sleep nights because I feel so restless I don't know what to do, I feel so helpless And since you've been away, I cry both night and day I don't know why I love you but I do

https://www.espn.com/nfl/story/_/id/26073422/nfl-cba-quirks-a-big-effect-2020-offseason The '30 percent' rule Article 13, Section 7 of the CBA mandates that "no player contract extending into a season beyond the Final League Year may provide for an annual increase in salary ... of more than 30 percent of the salary provided for in the Final League Year, per year, either in the season after the Final League Year or in any subsequent season covered by the Player Contract." So if a player signs a five-year contract this offseason, and his 2020 salary is $10 million, the rules state his scheduled 2021, 2022 and 2023 salaries can't be higher than $13 million, $16 million and $19 million, respectively. And yes, there are already contracts on the books that reflect this. The deal Odell Beckham Jr. signed with the Giants last summer, for example, provides for a higher salary this year ($17 million) than in 2020 ($14.25 million), 2021 ($15.75 million), 2022 ($15 million) and 2023 ($15 million).

I used to watch the Cajun chef. On one show, he was cooking catfish, frog legs, and okra. My wife is not very adventurous with foods, and she was getting pretty nauseous just watching. This video is after he lost a bunch of weight. He used to tell long “shaggy dog” stories, which were good because they were so bad.

We're talking away I don't know what I'm to say I'll say it anyway Today's another day to find you Shying away I'll be coming for your love, OK? Take on me Take me on I'll be gone In a day or two So needless to say I'm odds and ends

Holding a fish... bonus points for bigger fish

Younger me wanted Mary Anne. Older me is thinking Ginger. Are we including companionship or cooking skills, or is this just a fling?

Fixed it

I don’t think JA will ever be the starting QB of a SB team.

We'll put out to sea and we'll perfect our chemistry And by and by we'll defy a little bit of gravity Afternoon delight, cocktails and moonlit nights That dreamy look in your eye, give me a tropical contact high Way down in Kokomo Aruba, Jamaica, oh I want to take you to Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama Key Largo, Montego, baby why don't we go oh I want to take you down to Kokomo, we'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow That's where we want to go, way down in Kokomo

There are special dog poop bags available. Some of them say they are flushable, but you have to have a pretty robust toilet if you want them to go down without clogging. Some of them are biodegradable so the poop won’t be encapsulated for eternity in the landfill. They aren’t very big, which is a problem with my daughter’s golden-doodle. The “environmentally friendly” bags don’t have a long shelf life. They start to fall apart if they sit around for a year or two. That’s a rude experience.

Standing in the station I'm looking at the board The board ain't saying nothing that's lighten in my load Is her destination Victoria Station Where the trains go out and the trains come in Where the trains go out and the trains come in Her daddy's name was Casey she lived down by the track I know she was born to ramble but I believed she would ramble back Destination Victoria Station where the trains go out and the trains come in Where the trains go out and the trains come in

I'm sitting in the railway station Got a ticket to my destination On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band Homeward bound I wish I was Homeward bound Home where my thought's escaping Home where my music's playing Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me

Cooks Country/America’s Test Kitchen Good Eats Lidia Ina Garten Great British Bake Off (sometimes) Used to Like Booby Flay, and Iron Chef, but got tired of them Never liked Giada; all teeth, cleavage, and exaggerated attempts to sound Italian. Never seemed sincere. Used to like Emeril, but got tired of him.

Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man, I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in the USSR

Sing, sing a song Sing out loud Sing out strong Sing of good things not bad Sing of happy not sad Sing, sing a song Make it simple to last your whole life long Don't worry that it's not good enough for anyone else to hear Just sing, sing a song

My dad was a football fan, but didn’t really have a favorite team. We moved a few times as I was growing up so we would just watch whatever games were on. After college I settled in the Utica area in 1979, and one of my new coworkers who became a good friend was originally from Fredonia and was a lifetime Bills fan. He was the one who got me started watching and rooting for the Bills.

Oh, you had me several years ago When I was still naive Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair And that you would never leave But you gave away the things you loved And one of them was me I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee Clouds in my coffee, and You're so vain You probably think this song is about you

And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock And I say rock on uh rock on And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town They say, ya coulda least faked it boy, fake it, boy At an early age he hits the street Winds up tired with who he meets An' he's unemployed

You hear him howling around your kitchen door You better not let him in Little old lady got mutilated late last night Werewolves of London again

It’s funny that you say that. The tour guide at St. Andrews made a snide remark about tourists who buy souvenir hats and they didn’t even play the course. My wife grumbled about the guy’s attitude as she bought three or four souvenir hats.

I’m not much of a golfer, but I’ve toured golf courses on Kauai, Pebble Beach, and St. Andrews. Kauai and Pebble Beach are beautiful, St. Andrews was interesting. Different style of course, and multiple courses dovetail into each other. My wife and I got our picture taken in “the bridge” which was a little embarrassing. I’m a tourist, not a golfer.

It's raining men, hallelujah, it's raining men, amen I'm gonna go out to run and let myself get Absolutely soaking wet It's raining men, hallelujah It's raining men, every specimen Tall, blonde, dark and lean Rough and tough and strong and mean God bless mother nature, she's a single woman too She took off to heaven and she did what she had to do She taught every angel she rearranged the sky So that each and every woman could find her perfect guy Oh, it's raining men