Clothes for Rent

I was doing some spring cleaning today and was going through some clothes I plan on taking to goodwill. So I grabbed a flannel shirt I picked up for a trip to south dakota a while back. I actually bought this shirt and a couple others at goodwill for the trip, cause it can get chilly at night out there. So I'm holding this shirt when it hits me...I rent my clothes. Yup, crazy ain't it? I bought it at goodwill and it's going back to goodwill. Think I might go rent some more clothes, HA!

A Good Piece of Meat

OK, so why is it you can't find a good piece of meat when you want it? I was out at the office supply place today and was like, "Flyboy, a steak sounds really good right now". Don't know why that came over me(of course it could be because of the three bar & grills so conveniently placed close to the office store).

So I go to the local grocery chain store across the street. Make my way to the meat department. I usually get the stuff that's already in plastic, easy for me to see what I'm spending. As I walk slowly back and forth in front of the cooler, looking for a good steak, it hits me. This. Meat. Sucks...not to mention there was no selection at all. After going over to the fresh cut meat section(where they keep the high-dollar steaks) I realize I'm out of luck.

Off to another chain grocery store down the road.

I really had my taste set on a sirloin, but all I could find was some skanky looking ribeye. So I went with a t-bone. The only reason I did this is because it was the thickest cut I could find. I like my meat thick-cut. I also decided to pick up a flat-iron steak. Huh?you say? Yeah, it's basically a shoulder steak, but because of the way they cut it, it's supposed to be as good as a center loin cut. I'll try that one in a couple days. It's pretty sad when you can't find a good piece of meat.

So I drive a loud-ass cloud-smokin' diesel. And the powers that be says that fuel must now be low-sulfur. Which means less lubrication for the fuel injector pump-thingy. I so hate this. The pump needs the sulfur for lube, or it will go bad and break...which means big bucks for a new one($1500, nobody said diesels were cheap). And today I was reading something about how the new low-sulfur crap makes a diesel more efficient!?( and supposedly it's cleaner) As far as I have seen, it ain't doin shit for increasing my fuel mileage. But one thing I am noticing: I'm blowin more smoke. Yup, and I ain't even trying('cept for that asshat in the pony car riding my ass the other night...just wish he had the top down at that stoplight). So much for being cleaner!

More later.

ReelS And Such

Drunken Sailor

What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
Earl-eye in the morning![Chorus:]

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Earl-eye in the morning

Shave his belly with a rusty razor,
Shave his belly with a rusty razor,
Shave his belly with a rusty razor,
Earl-eye in the morning![Chorus]

Put him in the hold with the Captain's daughter,
Put him in the hold with the Captain's daughter,
Put him in the hold with the Captain's daughter,
Earl-eye in the morning![Chorus]

What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
Earl-eye in the morning![Chorus]

Put him the back of the paddy wagon,
Put him the back of the paddy wagon,
Put him the back of the paddy wagon,
Earl-eye in the morning![Chorus]

Throw him in the lock-up 'til he's sober,
Throw him in the lock-up 'til he's sober,
Throw him in the lock-up 'til he's sober,
Earl-eye in the morning![Chorus]

What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
Earl-eye in the morning![Chorus]

What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
Earl-eye in the morning!

Never Give All The Heart Lyrics
Never give all the heart,
For love will hardly see,
For thinking of,
Two passionate wills,
If it seems certain,

Never give all the heart,
For love will hardly seem worth thinking of,
To passionate willing if it seems certain,

And they never dreamed it fades out from kiss to kiss,
For everything that's lovely is but a brief, dreaming, kind delight,
Never give the heart, out of right,
For they, for all smooth lips can say,
Have given their heart up to the play,
And who could play it well enough when deaf and dumb and blind,
With love,
Be that may, they can't afford the cost,
He who gave his heart, and lost.

They are lords who glimpse of sadness,
Have given their hearts up to the flame,
Never give all the heart...

Long Black Veil Lyrics
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
Someone was killed 'neath the town hall light
Just a few at the scene, and they all did agree
That the man who ran looked a lot like me

The judge said "Son, what's your alibi?
If you were somewheres else, then you won't have to die"
But I spoke not a word, tho' it meant my life
For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife

Chorus:She walks these hills in a long black veil
Visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows, but me

The scaffold is high, eternity near
She stands in the crowd, she sheds not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan
In a long black veil, she cries o'er my bones
Chorus

Little Beggarman
Well, I am a little beggarman, a begging I have been
For three score or more in the little isle of green
All over the Liffey and down to Segue
I'm known by the name of auld Johnny Dhu

Of all the trades a going, begging is the best
When a man gets tired he can sit down and rest
Singin' for his supper when there's nothing else to do
When I come around the corner with me old rigadoo

I went to a barn, went down to Currabawn
Got down on the floor and I slept till the dawn
Holes in the roof and the rain seeping thru
Me toes froze together in me little beggar shoes

Buy a pair of leggings and a collar and a tie
A nice old lady you will find by and by
Buy a pair of leggings and I'll color them blue
For a foxy old lady I'll make her too

I met a little flaxen haired girl one day
Good morning little flaxen haired girl, I did say
Good morning little beggarman how do you do
With your bags and your rags and your auld rigadoo

Who should I waken but the woman of the house
With her white spotted apron and her calico blouse
She began to frighten so I said boo
Sure, don't be afraid, it's only Johnny Dhu

Over the road with me pack on me back
Over all the fields with me big heavy sack
Over the hills with the moon peeking through
Singing, skin a ma rink a doodle on me auld rigadoo

I must be going to bed, it's getting late at night
The fire is all out, so out goes the light
Now you've heard the story of the auld rigadoo
So good night and God be with you, this is auld Johnny Dhu

I’m A Rover
Though the night be dark as dungeon, not a star to be seen above
I will be guided without a stumble, into the arms of me only love.
I went up to her bedroom window, kneeling gently upon a stone
I rapped on her bedroom window "My darling dear, do you lie alone"?

[Chorus:]I'm a rover , seldom sober
I'm a rover of high degree
Ans when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking
How to gain my love's company.

She raised her head up from her feather pillow, raised her arms up around her breast,
Saying "Who's at me bedroom window, disturbing me at me long night's rest?
"It's only me, your own true lover, open the door and please let me in.
For I have come on a long night's journey.
I am near drenched to the skin". [Chorus]

She opened the door with the greatest pleasure, opened the door and she let me in
We both shook hands and embraced each other. '
Til the morning we lay as one.
"Well now me love, I must go and leave you, though the mountains be high above
Well, I will climb them with greater pleasure that I have been with me only love".[Chorus:]

Hangin’ Johnny
Well, they call me Hangin' Johnny

Away boys, away

Well, I never hanged nobody
And it's hang boys, hang

Well, first I hanged me mother
Away boys, away

Me sister and me brother
And it's hang boys, hang

Well, next I hanged me granny
Away boys, away

Well, I'd hang the Holy Family
And it's hang boys, hang

Well, I never hangs for money
Away boys, away

It's just that hanging's so bloody funny
And it's hang boys, hang

Oh, they calls me Hangin' Johnny
Away boys, away

Well, I never hanged nobody
And it's hang boys, hang

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Life Is Funny

I got together with some old friends this weekend. My old college roommate's wife always tries to get us all together around his birthday. So we went out to dinner, there were five couples sans one of the guys' wife. I haven't kept up on the gossip cause I'm just not into that stuff, but apparently the lone guy is going through a divorce. After dinner we go back to the house and the guys go to the garage to have a few brews, and the girls stay in the kitchen to chat. And ya know what's funny? Every single one of the guys bitches about being married. And they tell me I'm the smart one cause I'm not married, and I should stay that way. I think some of the problem is that people rush into the whole gettin married thing, and they don't really know who they are gettin married to. But hey, what do I know...I'm not married and when I was given an ultimatum by my ex, I said "later, I'm not going to be pushed into anything". I'm a bit of a cynic, cause every time I hear of someone getting married I say "I give it 3 years". I don't have any answers, so I guess it's time to shut up.

Here's to You

Guess what I'm thinking?

Yup, they look great together....like a nice pair of......

Slainte!

Pimpin My Wares

As usual with this time of year, I've had some down-time. So to keep myself busy I play on my lathe and make pens. These pens were made from acrylic blanks in crushed velvet design. I hand-turn each pen individually, so no two pens are alike. In this picture, from the top: black, green, and blue.

So I got to thinking. I usually make these for gifts, but why not try to sell them? So I'm putting my artwork on the open market. These pens are great, I've been using one made from walnut for about 15 years. They are a twist style and refills are your basic parker style. So if anyone wants to buy one, they are $40 including shipping. Contact me through flyboy150c@gmail.com and I will work out the details. I have a paypal account that can be used for payment.

Man I feel like such a pimp.
Oh, and I can also do other colors/woods/etc. if you might be interested.