My daughter played a few different musical instruments in high school, one of which was the flute. My wife and I took her to a Jethro Tull concert to show her that flute is cool. My wife and I had a great time, my daughter not so much. Must have been around the year 2002 or so.
Never GoT
Never Breaking Bad
Never Anarchy
I generally watch sports or documentary type stuff. My wife loves crime dramas. I have no appetite for fictional tv shows. I can’t stand tv news; it’s too one sided. Although I can get sucked into shows like Mountain Men, Highway thru Hell, etc. which I know are over dramatic to the point of seeming fake.
A couple of the sounds that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass
The Bills have a boatload of draft picks. It will be interesting to see what they do.
Trade up? Trade down? BPA? Six cornerbacks? A running back with an early pick? The wrong lineman? The meltdowns on this board?
Butter lambs are common in Upstate NY. We will have one. My son briefly dated a girl who worked at the little Polish market, and she mass produced them as part of her seasonal family responsibilities.
Mother in law is hosting. She isn’t getting any younger, but she sure can cook! It may be her last chance to host before my wife insists that we take over.
Ham and kielbasa from the Pulaski market in Utica.
Eli's comin', hide your heart, girl
You better, better hide your heart
Eli's comin', better walk
Walk but you'll never get away
No, you'll never get away
Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Over you, Over you
I want you to want me, I need you so badly
I can't think of anything but you
When I call you up, your line's engaged
I have had enough, so act your age
We have lost the time that was so hard to find
And I will lose my mind
If you won't see me, you won't see me
Operator, well could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded
She's living in L.A. with my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated
Mother was an incubator
Father was the contents
of a test tube in the ice box
In the factory of birth
My name is 905
And I've just become alive
I'm the newest populator
Of the planet we call Earth
Take me down little Susie, take me downI know you think you're the queen of the undergroundAnd you can send me dead flowers every morningSend me dead flowers by the mailSend me dead flowers to my weddingAnd I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Midnight, one more night without sleeping
Watching till the morning comes creeping
Green door, what's that secret you're keeping?
There's an old piano
And they play it hot behind the green door
Don't know what they're doing
But they laugh a lot behind the green door
Wish they'd let me in so I could find out
What's behind the green door
Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in life, like when and where
We didn't have no internet
But man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair
I must have been through about a million girls
I'd love 'em then I'd leave 'em alone
I didn't care how much they cried, no sir
Their tears left me cold as a stone
But then I fooled around and fell in love
Money, get away
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team
That same word appears in the song Way Down Upon the Swanee River. So does that mean that anybody who ever sang that song should also be banned? That would be a looooong list.
Oh, when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire proof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be
https://www.buffalobills.com/news/hit-on-fitz-freezes-teammates-6183034
I truly believe this hit changed Fitz forever. Especially for the next few games. He was bulldozed right in the chest. I can still relive seeing it in my mind.
Two feet they come a creepin'
Like a black cat do
And two bodies are layin' naked
A creeper think he got nothin' to lose
So he creeps into this house, yeah
And unlocks the door
And as a man's reaching for his trousers
Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes
Mr. Saturday night special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
Ain't good for nothin'
But put a man six feet in a hole