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Post by keith on Apr 7, 2011 8:05:44 GMT -5
www.realmilk.com/happening.html#nyA good friend of mine runs the local lab for milk testing. I say "local," his territory extends from near you to the Finger Lakes. Even though the number of dairy farm has declined dramatically over the past few years the amount of testing required has increased at a faster rate so he is busier than ever. There has been an on-going case in MN with a farmer doing something similar to what the Mucky Run Dairy may be doing. I think he may eventually go to jail. His comment in court when ordered to produce the 1000's of pounds of cheese that had supposedly been impounded, "Maybe the mice ate it." Christopher Walken as a song & dance man, the image will stick with me for a long time.
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Post by Dave on Apr 7, 2011 10:38:39 GMT -5
Although I think I noted a stand-in in a few shots, Christopher Walken as a gaunt and ghostly dancer was almost as much a surprise as Richard Gere in "Chicago." And they did very well, I thought. Yes, I didn't know specifically which agencies, but there's a nearby farm ... one of the few remaining .. where the fellow sells brown eggs, raw milk and other real foods. I think I'll edit your info into the post. Thanks.  |
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Post by keith on Apr 7, 2011 10:52:52 GMT -5
I just realized that Mucky Run Dairy would be possibly the worst brand name in the history of advertising.
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Post by Dave on Apr 7, 2011 15:24:50 GMT -5
I just realized that Mucky Run Dairy would be possibly the worst brand name in the history of advertising.[/quote] Hahahahaha!
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Post by keith on Apr 7, 2011 15:58:40 GMT -5
Although the brand preceeded the recognition of the disease, I must conceed that point.
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Post by keith on Apr 8, 2011 10:14:00 GMT -5
By the way, I have a line for Terd.
"Lead me not into temptation, I can find it by myself."
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Post by Dave on Apr 8, 2011 23:02:36 GMT -5
Hahaha! Sorry I didn't get to use it. I ended the blog tonight. Want to get working on other projects. I'll leave Jesse to rest for a while, but there's always Monk In The Attic or Monk On The Roof, I suppose.    |
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Post by keith on Apr 12, 2011 10:20:34 GMT -5
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Post by Dave on Apr 12, 2011 18:14:03 GMT -5
Great possibility! Julio's redemption could come later, I suppose. Maybe that company has something they're holding over him. Maybe the company's founder is an uncle to Maria, that dark and sexy character we have not met yet ... in the flesh, so to speak!
It may be a while before we again follow the Brothers as a group. But then it may not take long. One can never be certain where the plot is going after the characters have taken over, as they have indeed done. Right now Jesse is winging his way down the NY State Thruway with a truck-driving granny named Mary, who turns out to be a nurse and knows exactly what's ailing Jesse. The problem is ... as their scribe and interpreter, I don't have the medical knowledge to properly describe the series of small strokes that are giving him blackouts, word loss, confusion at times, etc. I don't mind embarrassing myself ... what writer cares about that? ... but my widow's mite of brain trauma indicators could sound awfully stupid. Still ... I guess I'm going to have to attempt to explain what's going on with Jesse in "Monk In The Attic," an attempt at a story twist I thought might better reside in a new blog, a sort of "feeler blog."
We'll see how it goes. I really should stop all this, finish the "book" that I'm no longer calling a novel (because it's not a classically structured novel) and finally be done with this obsession.
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Post by keith on Apr 12, 2011 21:03:55 GMT -5
"Truck Drivin' Granny" was that a Grateful Dead lyric. No wait, it was "Cocaine Katie" & Dr. Hook. Never mind.
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Post by Dave on Apr 24, 2011 7:44:06 GMT -5
 This is a test to see how long the image above will continue to appear. It is an ![]() captured image from blogspot. |
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Post by keith on May 9, 2011 15:34:09 GMT -5
For some reason I hear Sarah McLachlan's "Angel" as the other side of "The Boxer." I don't think it's just the faint echo of a small bit of lyric but who knows how synaptic connections are made.
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Post by keith on May 9, 2011 15:48:06 GMT -5
OK I'll see your White Room and raise you a White Rabbit.
The play on the white hospital walls is good and Cream's psychedelic lyrics reflect the developing situation but a rabbit hole may be needed. Besides what could be better than the Jefferson Airplane on the Smothers Brothers?
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Post by keith on May 9, 2011 16:09:05 GMT -5
I prefer the Stealer's Wheels version to that of Louise.
Even better is the group I first heard here.
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Post by Dave on May 9, 2011 16:51:33 GMT -5
Ah, the Baebes. I just love Celtic women, especially when they're musical. But come to think of it, I've only fallen in love with Celtic women ... as far as I remember ... and none of them were musical.
I once knew a fellow here near Woodstock who was a roadie for Grace Slick and the Starship in the 1980's. He sold their T-shirts. I never realized how much revenue that brought in and so his was a trusted position of importance. When he wasn't traveling with Grace, whom he described as a terrific lady after she entered recovery, he practiced as a" tree surgeon." He had a comic book collection that was appraised at over $100,000 and it sat in cardboard boxes in the tiny house he lived in not far from here up the mountain.
He was strange to look at, even ugly, and his speech was peppered with four letter words such that he had no use for any other adjectives and I seldom heard him try any out. He sold a t-shirt to a middle aged fan in Chicago and they immediately fell in love. She was just getting her PhD. and went on to become a college professor. They live in a big house her former husband bought her and Ed, my old friend, works on his comic book collection, he says. He calls me now and then.
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