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Pimpin’!

It’s the most bad ass piece of furniture I’ve ever owned.

I caught it from all the Leslie threads. I got inspired to bust out my mid 1960s Leslie 120 which I don't do often enough. Years ago I bought an Ibanez RG shredder guitar in a thrift store for a hundred bucks and traded at the music store (it was literally called The Music Store) that used to be...

No. My first real guitar was a 1970 Gibson SG Special. Cherry red with two P90s and the metal vibrola bar. I bought it for $125.00 in 1984. I eventually sold it to a friend to buy a $325 Les Paul Deluxe. He probably still has it.

I watched most of the Cubs/Orioles series at Camden Yards on TV this week. That probably doesn’t help at all but at least it’s on topic.

Today in the backyard:

July is when things really start to happen in the urban garden.

I have a BJ Armstrong Epiphone Les Paul Junior. The stock pickup sounds good but it’s hotter than I prefer so I put a Duncan Antiquity P90 in it and it sounds great. I also have a custom shop Gibson Les Paul Junior. The stock P90 in that guitar has the magical fairy dust. It barks and snarls...

Mar A Lago?

Here’s our full set clams and all!

It was fun. I got there about 8, met Peen in the alley behind the brewery and was allowed to park there all night which was nice. After I loaded in I found my lady and our friends. After the time change they all came out to hang and then split at a decent hour. The crowd that stuck around for...

When the Dew Man visited the Alamo he was surprised by how small it was.

Did anybody hope you had a brain hemmorage because you went to a Braves game? I hope not because that would mean they are hoping you would either die or become permanently physically and mentally incapacitated all because you went to ballgame.

Incorrect. I think you need to stop hitting New Puffalo before you make that drive. I have driven that stretch many times and have never mistaken that area for Chicago ever. It’s a wasteland filled with air that smells like fresh turds, abandoned buildings, casinos, tons of cigarette discount...

I bet you are real fun at parties. Newsflash: your tax dollars don’t pay for local stadiums. Most of your local tax dollars go to pay for the inordinate amount of people on welfare in whatever Deep South state you live in.