General Music Chat

What can I say?

'Twas a strange trip indeed.

I was pretty lucky, both on the way down, & the way back. Cops were pulling ppl in front of me over while I was speeding plenty fast, & they sped right past me to do so. That felt weird.

The wife's grandma is in this big old folks warehouse of a compound, where they hold ppl until they're ready for the nursing home. Neat little aptmts in a sprawling 9-story mini-metropolis, complete with grocery store, several restaurants, game rooms, computer set-ups for the residents, even a movie theater. Ambulances on site (& used daily). It's all very nifty, in a sad sorta way, & they are making gazillions hand over fist from the residents & their families. They also have an armed gatekeeper. It was really pretty impressive, & I am sure she's making new friends there, which is a huge plus.

This lil 92-yr old woman still owns 2 houses, & gets around fairly well.

I have learned to have a whole nuther level of disrespect for some relatives, too, as they advised my son to do things for her for "brownie points," right in front of her! Family in-fighting at times like this is so tawdry, & I refuse to engage. Let 'em get all the brownie points they want, while they trash each other (& me) in hopes of hitting the big time when she passes. Sick, I tell ya.

My son had to return early, cuz he had to work yesterday, so he left the boy with us & split. He got about a mile from here & hit a deer, of course. Air bags deployed. Windshield busted. I haven't been out to look at the damage yet, but it didn't look great when I passed it on the way in last night. I'm glad Jace was with us!

Jace was a real joy on this trip (which was WAY cool, cuz he can be a real problem when he wants to be!), engaging everyone he saw, smiling all the time & giggling & shreaking with glee.

The feast, of course, was awkward, as ppl who normally wouldn't be caught dead in each others' company tried to engage & play catch up. I still could hardly hear, which made things downright humorous at times as I misunderstood them. I did feel like I fit in with the morning's sacred "pill-popping rituals" as I took my few meds for my ears, & the rest of the folks took their multiples of stuff for various ailments...LOL

I also managed to fix some stuff for the elderly woman, in spite of the other family members horning in & trying to outdo me in the good deeds dept for brownie points. Man, that was really disturbingly annoying, in a funny yet sick sit-com kinda way.

The wife's cousin married a musician, & I actually got to talk with him alone for about 3 minutes. He's in a kick-butt band of older guys who play out & make some really good money. I like that guy & wish I could spend a lil more time with him, but things are always so frantic whenever we visit, thanks to certain ppl who will remain nameless (the brownie-pointers). I think maybe one day I will just hop in the car & visit some of them without making plans, to get to be with the ones I like, while avoiding the others. (Of course, if I ever did this, they would be oh so offended that I didn't let them run me around & ruin everything I wanna do.)

Ya gotta love the family politics.

What is it with you people and deer?

None of my folk have any money to speak of Phil, and the BS family politico is pretty much the same insanity.
Even more sad to watch people strut & preen or suck up to poor folks.
It,s good granny has some backing to live a few of her last years in pleasant surroundings even if some of the family are playing zerd, sitting in the tree top waiting on her demise.
Too many die of slow rot in some piss smelling nursing home all alone.
Let me take my last breath in the wood, leaned against a stump with my favorite rifle and dog beside me.
Or fall face first on my Les Paul to the sound of appluse, stone cold dead.

LOL

I just checked Ian's Escort over. If the air bag had NOT deployed, the only damage he'd have had is a hoof print on the hood. I can find nothing else wrong with the thing.

The lil door covering the airbag on the passenger side blew up & into the windshield. There's a perfect line crack where it hit, & then of course the area around it nearly crumbled into lil bits, but somehow held up. That's good, cuz he was able to finish the 1 mile drive home in the rain.

He couldn't have hit it going very fast.

My mechanic's son picked it up the next morning, still warm, I just found out. Good grief I live in a small town!

So now he's just gonna cut out the airbags & tape over the openings, get a new windshield, & go with it until he hasta get it inspected again...

Meanwhile, his Camry's in the shop...

Luckily, I have a really great mechanic! He never charges me more than $20 an hr labor, & I always tip him well.

Yeah, sans, grandma's got lotsa company. Unfortunately, it's the zerds, as you call 'em, all wanting access to her house to gather lil family treasures before they get taken by a rival in the same situation. All I ever do is back away slowly, & avoid lookin' them in the eye in case they start to go all rabid on me & sh*t.

LOL

I do make it perfectly plain to one & all that I'm gonna do what I do whether they like it or not, & they usually leave me alone for the most part. The rest of the time I'm laughin' at 'em behind a book or a newspaper or trying to ignore them with tv, & let 'em pose & posture as much as they like.

Deer are right plentiful in these rural areas, sans. My son's hit 3, my wife's hit 2, & I've hit one. We're doing much better than some ppl I know, though.

One of the STICKS hit one on his $40, 000 custom-built motorcycle. It busted him up pretty good, cuz he was out of commission for the better part of a year. It also did $21,000 worth of damage to his bike.

You know they're plentiful if I can shoot 'em outside my kitchen window!

I was amazed to see nary a one in Richmond, though I did see a cpl racoons & a 'possum. I saw quite a few deer when I neared home last night. They seem more plentiful than the lil potholes around here on these back roads!

We just had a controlled hunt at the big park in Johnson County, Kansas. I couldn't believe all the animal lovers with a big protest at the gate wanting to close the park to people and wanting to "cull the park and recreation employees." What a shame that over 300 deer were so cruelly put to death, it's like losing "family pets." What a bunch of B.S. I felt like stopping and giving them all a lesson in hypocrisy. How many of them stuffed their faces with turkey yesterday? How many of them enjoy a nice, juicy steak now and then? Or a hamburger, hot dog, catfish, etc.? What is it with some animal lovers. Wasn't it cruel and inhumane to see hundreds of gaunt deer with almost nothing to eat? Wasn't it cruel and inhumane for the humans to walk through the tall grass there and get ticks all over themselves brought in by the deer? And wasn't it a good idea to bring the deer venison to homeless shelters in Kansas City? How about a better idea: let's release a bunch of cougars and wolves in the park to "cull the deer herd" as well as "cull the kids who play there."

I am an animal lover!!! I love chicken, I love venison, I love beef Heck I even love craw dads. Yummm meee. Seriously though, animals do have a purpose and I do not believe in killing haphazrdly or carelessly but I do believe that one of the many purposes of animals is to lie dead on the dinner plate. They also know that that is their purpose, that is why they have eyes on the sides of their heads.

I am an animal lover!!! I love chicken, I love venison, I love beef Heck I even love craw dads. Yummm meee. Seriously though, animals do have a purpose and I do not believe in killing haphazrdly or carelessly but I do believe that one of the many purposes of animals is to lie dead on the dinner plate. They also know that that is their purpose, that is why they have eyes on the sides of their heads.

If somebody millions of years ago didn't have the bright idea of killing an animal for food where would we be today? Think how lucky humans are to be able to eat and digest so many different plant AND animals, found from the bottom of the deepest oceans to the top of the tallest mountains. Man lives in nearly every ecosystem on planet Earth thanks to visionary humans who took it upon themselves to migrate VIA THEIR STOMACHS. Otherwise we'd be sitting in some stinking marsh only imagining what might be. God gave us (if you believe in creation) the unbelievable ability to hunt, kill, and eat ANY animal. The controlled hunt wasn't a careless kill. It was a good way to control a wildly out of controlled population of large rodents. I just saw this lame protest today. I should have stopped and given them a lesson on the value of hunter-gatherers. The only reason they are living in their plush Johnson County domiciles is brave hunters who led their fellow humans into the wilderness...

It's amazing how these threads digress sometimes. Philby mentions something about hitting a deer, I think of the protest of the deer hunt, and then I'm talking about our thanking the hunter-gatherers. ...the strange mind of fisherman bob...

It's amazing how these threads digress sometimes. Philby mentions something about hitting a deer, I think of the protest of the deer hunt, and then I'm talking about our thanking the hunter-gatherers. ...the strange mind of fisherman bob...

Originally I was going to comment on Philby's wife's cousin who married the musician and how I was glad he survived being with the family. Then I read the thingie on the deer and lost all my focus.

When I wrote my first post, I was going to say that after the flood God gave permission to eat animals...there were specific animals that were considered clean and animals that were considered unclean. Mankind was permitted to eat the clean animals.

Hunter-Gatherers , gotta luv 'em.

I wonder just how hungry the 1st guy to eat an oyster was...man I love oysters, but they sure are ugly lil things!

It's funny, Mary...I have a book on societal taboos. Their theory is that shellfish & pigs, for example, became taboo because they don't live in the desert, & therefore, eating them would be a sign, not only of affluence, but of decadence, which was discouraged in those tribes, so they declared it to be a "sin."

Polynesian tribes, however, loved the idea of decadent affluence, which was why it became so popular for their leaders to be rather husky.

It wasn't about the foods being unclean at all, but about societal restrictions, as most taboos really are. It makes sense, in a desert community, when you think about it. Pigs live in the forest, not deserts. If you travel long distances with the uncured meat, yeah, it'll be "unclean," but eating fresh pork in that setting would only be for someone who A) could afford the exorbitant cost of transporting the live animals, & B) didn't mind showing off that he could afford it. Same for shellfish, which are rather rare in a desert setting, too.

As we can easily see, the desert has produced the most strict ppl in the world - the judeo/christian/moslem ppls. Most of thier traditional & societal restrictions are designed to discourage displays of bragaddio, nothing more or less, & have no other purpose. In the modern world, however, they have even less meaning.

You can take this a step further, & see how certain races (or blood types) would evolve to be able to appreciate & absorb the nutrients better, while filtering out toxins. This gives further credence to the theory of the blood type diet, that bob has discussed in other threads.

My own blood type, "O," uses red meat rather well, for the most part, in moderation. Unfortunately, it also, thanks to the restrictions of my ancestors, doesn't handle shellfish all that well. But I eat them anyway, in hopes that my future generations will evolve to take it like a Polynesian! heh heh heh...

Yeah, I love crawdads, too!

My sister in law is one of those idjits that woulda been out there holding signs, bob. She made this nasty gravy for the feast what gave me indigestion. As we sat to eat, she said "Enjoy your dead bird!" I did, as I told about shooting the deer in my yard & smoking it & teaching Ian how to dress it out with much glee. (I didn't talk about all of that at the dinner table, btw!)

When Ian was a small tyke, she gave us hell for taking him out of the city. Her actual words, as I recall, were that it was "just about child abuse to deny him culture." If she is the result of her "culture," I'm quite glad I denied him those "advantages," cuz I see her as a money-grubbing opportunistic uber-bossy ppl-hating opinionated bitch with very few real values...& I see her "man" as anything but a man, who jumps when she says jump without even asking how high, & is less than one affectation away from being a Liberace-clone...but who am I to judge?

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Sounds a lot like some of my relatives. My uncle and I decided a good while back we would both either not go to family reunions, or go armed...

Running over a deer is a good possibility around here too, I've already seen several on the roadside, and have seen at least a dozen grazing on the roadside in the past few weeks. My sister ran over two a few years ago in Texas, made some good sausage...both young one, at the same time, spots were barely faded away. Their mother was in front and was missed. Both little ones ended up in our freezer.

there used to be a restaurant in Lansing, Kansas called Roadkill Barbecue. I wonder if people brought roadkill to them to cook?