also....I'm used to 3.2- due to the town I grew up in, being stupid in college and running out on a Sat., etc...
one other thing... In alabama I don't have much of a choice...only 3 or 4 beers to even find. Bud, Miller Lite--can't find even a HighLife Bud Lite and Yingling...I like yingling so I wasn't 2 upset. anything of an Ale, Stout, Bitter, etc...they look at you weird.
I was able to find Stouts on tap in Mobile...but never in a bottle...which kinda sucks cause its 1/2 hour drive from where I stayed.
Pretty good article hereabout Loudon Wainwright III. I'm almost certain he performed the song Here Come the Choppers when I saw him last fall at The Cedar.
Like most Geminis, you are a playful little creature. You tend to be extremely curious, craving knowledge but sometimes having a short attention span. For the most part, you are charming and loveable. But at times, you can seem scattered and high-strung.
You may whine at times, but you've developed a thick hard shell (like that of a crab). You are strong willed and persistent - until you get what you want. You never shy away from a fight, even when things get dangerous. Mentally sharp, you are starting to master the elements of mind manipulation.
Star wars character you are most like: Luke Skywalker
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A typical Pisces, you have your head in the clouds. You're self-sacrificing and a bit too passive to stand up to the dark side. You become fairly pessimistic when put under pressure. You are a chameleon - wanting to change your scenery on occassion. Star wars character you are most like: Lando
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Star Wars Horoscope for Cancer
You may whine at times, but you've developed a thick hard shell (like that of a crab). You are strong willed and persistent - until you get what you want. You never shy away from a fight, even when things get dangerous. Mentally sharp, you are starting to master the elements of mind manipulation.
Star wars character you are most like: Luke Skywalker
You add a whole new meaning to self-assurance. You are a nurturing person with great physical strength. Like many Leos, you will see that your mission for good is completed. You are very optimistic about the future.
Star wars character you are most like: Princess Leia
I know how good my coffee is, okay? I don't need you to stand there and fucking tell me how good my fucking coffee is. What I need you to do is to take care of the dead nigger in the car in my garage! Did you see a sign on the lawn as you pulled up that said "Dead nigger storage"? *no* Do you know why you didn't see that sign? Because it isn't there!
It ain't no ballpark either. Look             maybe your method of massage             differs from mine, but touchin' his             lady's feet, and stickin' your             tongue in her holyiest of holyies,             ain't the same ballpark, ain't the             same league, ain't even the same             fuckin' sport
I received the following e-mail of an Pioneer Press article today from my Mom about Ralph's Corner Bar:        Part 53: Last call for a social landmark Margaret Mead had her Samoa, Jane Goodall had her East Africa, and I had Ralph's Corner Bar in Moorhead, Minn. Ralph's was my old college hangout — a place you could count on for a cheap beer, a moderately safe cheeseburger and a dusty window into the intricate social workings of the human primate. Recently, I learned the city of Moorhead was preparing to demolish the old watering hole to make way for new development. There was talk of trying to save Ralph's from the wrecking ball because of its historical significance as the city's oldest saloon. But, frankly, it was never much to look at — inside or out. And then there were those pesky asbestos rumors. Nevertheless, it is a landmark in the minds of those of us who were nourished by its kegs and life lessons and will be sad to see it go. Although there are a few little things I regret about being in "the scene," the lessons I learned there were priceless: 1. It is possible to have sex in a bar bathroom. (Not that I know firsthand.) But if you do, you will henceforth be identified by that occurrence. For example ... Sarah: "Hey Jen, did you hear that Stephanie got accepted to Harvard Law School?" Jen: "Who's Stephanie?" Sarah: "You know Stephanie — she's tall, dark hair, was good friends with Becky." Jen: "No, I don't think I know her." Sarah: "She was the one who had sex with Chad in the Ralph's bathroom." Jen: "Ohhhh, yeah! I know Stephanie! Good for her." 2. Everyone loves a clown. As long as you're remotely funny and can laugh at yourself, you will always have friends and your presence will always be requested at after-parties. Just don't make a habit of throwing up on people's furniture. Vomit is almost never funny. 3. The cattiness of young women can never be overestimated. I remember a group of girls from the bar who couldn't stand me solely because I was dating one of their beloved guy friends. Of course, that meant I had to hate them right back. And their cute outfits. 4. Body language is a powerful medium, especially at a bar. On a good night and after a little practice, I was able to scold a drunk, flirt with a boy, alert a friend to approaching "danger" and order a burger with extra pickles without saying a word or leaving my booth. But the best part of my Ralph's experience was the many friends I made along the way. A few of those friends and I gathered at Ralph's recently for a birthday celebration. There are different regulars now, but not much else had changed. The beer was still cheap, and the punk rock was still playing on the jukebox. Not a bad way to remember the old place.
The e-mail brought back many memories of the college years in Moorhead. Ralph's was the site of Mrs. Frosti and mine's first official date with beer and a Ralph's Burger Basket (what a romantic I am!). In my defense, it is World Famous. It was also the first bar my underage brother ever drank at. Ralph's was a constant motivating factor at work. The Pizza Hut closed at 12:00, Ralph's closed at 1:00. If we had our ducks in a row and hauled ass, the closing crew could be out of the Hut by 12:20 and in Ralph's drinking a beer by 12:30. It was a default hangout, a place to fall back on if nothing else exciting was happening. It was a refuge from the insanity that was Kirby's. When Kirby's got too loud you could always wander across the street to Ralph's.
Apparantly, in the last 10 years Ralph's has gotten some pretty impressive bands to play in their tiny back room. The White Stripes and Everclear, not to mention Yo La Tengo, played there. If you google "Ralph's Corner Bar" you will find dozens of pages where Ralph's was a stop for some lesser known band as well.
Sadly, Ralph's has finally closed it's doors. The true Last Call was on May 15, 2005. When the bartender shouted "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!" at 1:00 AM, the patrons knew that not only could they not stay but they could never return. RIP, Ralph's.
End of an era, man. I fuzzily remember pitchers of Schmidt's Dark, shots of Old Overholt (strained), and Henry the VIIIth on the jukebox. Also some folks' first DWI a few short blocks away! :)
Mostly good times, nonetheless. And a beauty post, if I may say so, Clark.
wow...deja vu....
just talking about 3.2 beer on sat. at work.
also....I'm used to 3.2- due to the town I grew up in, being stupid in college and running out on a Sat., etc...
one other thing...
In alabama I don't have much of a choice...only 3 or 4 beers to even find.
Bud,
Miller Lite--can't find even a HighLife
Bud Lite
and Yingling...I like yingling so I wasn't 2 upset.
anything of an Ale, Stout, Bitter, etc...they look at you weird.
I was able to find Stouts on tap in Mobile...but never in a bottle...which kinda sucks cause its 1/2 hour drive from where I stayed.
Neil Young underwent surgery for a brain aneurysm yesterday. Sounds like he'll be able to keep rockin' in the free world after a little R&R.
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Saw that. Into the Black-n-Blue.
Nice.
Pretty good article hereabout Loudon Wainwright III. I'm almost certain he performed the song Here Come the Choppers when I saw him last fall at The Cedar.
Yes, he did. I'll have to read that in my spare time. (right)Â
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edit: read it, enjoyed it - I especially liked the melodious title of his daughters ode to him. Yikes.
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http://www.cadillacbicycles.com/
thought you'd be interested in this...
That's cool Kitch! The prices aren't even that bad, for a Cadillac.
the disc brakes are what's cool....but man...I can't afford to fix the brakes on my car...how much is it for my bike....
the disc brakes are what's cool....but man...I can't afford to fix the brakes on my car...
Star Wars Horoscope for Gemini
Like most Geminis, you are a playful little creature.
You tend to be extremely curious, craving knowledge but sometimes having a short attention span.
For the most part, you are charming and loveable.
But at times, you can seem scattered and high-strung.
Star wars character you are most like: Ewoks
What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?
You can get 2003 closeout disc brakes for only $49! Shimano, even.
cheap brakes
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You are strong willed and persistent - until you get what you want.
You never shy away from a fight, even when things get dangerous.
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Star Wars Horoscope for Pisces
What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?
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Star Wars Horoscope for Cancer
You may whine at times, but you've developed a thick hard shell (like that of a crab).
You are strong willed and persistent - until you get what you want.
You never shy away from a fight, even when things get dangerous.
Mentally sharp, you are starting to master the elements of mind manipulation.
Star wars character you are most like: Luke Skywalker
What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?
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Someone do Leo for me, wouldjaplease? It's ACCESS DENIED-ville from school.
Your wish is my command...
Star Wars Horoscope for Leo
You add a whole new meaning to self-assurance.
You are a nurturing person with great physical strength.
Like many Leos, you will see that your mission for good is completed.
You are very optimistic about the future.
Star wars character you are most like: Princess Leia
What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?
I'll remember you said that.
What's your Pulp Fiction personality?
What's your Pulp Fiction personality?
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What's your Pulp Fiction personality?
Well that sucked
What's your Pulp Fiction personality?
Ha ha!
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What's your Pulp Fiction personality?
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That's some damn good coffee Jimmie. We wasn't expecting no gourmet shit.
I know how good my coffee is, okay? I don't need you to stand there and fucking tell me how good my fucking coffee is. What I need you to do is to take care of the dead nigger in the car in my garage! Did you see a sign on the lawn as you pulled up that said "Dead nigger storage"? *no* Do you know why you didn't see that sign? Because it isn't there!
Are you an oak man, Jimmie? Cause I'm an oak man myself.
...Oak is nice...
You got to appreciate what an explosive element this Bonnie situation is.
In fact, what the fuck am I doin' in the back cleaning up the brains and bone chips and shit! You're the stupid motherfucker that shot his ass!
I'm a mushroom cloud laying motherfucker motherfucker. Everytime my fingers touch brains, I'm the guns of the Navarone.
All I'm saying is Jules, every man has a breaking point.
I love that movie.
That's a pretty fucking good milkshake, but I'm not sure it's worth $5.
http://pages.tca.net/nathan/pulp/bigbrain.wav
My media player doesn't work here, but by the title I would guess it's "Well well well, look at the big brain on Brad!"
Yup - Check out the big brain on Brad!
A personal favorite? ;)
I have my reasons :)
A foot rub isn't even in the same BALL PARK as fuckin' a woman.
It ain't no ballpark either. Look
            maybe your method of massage
            differs from mine, but touchin' his
            lady's feet, and stickin' your
            tongue in her holyiest of holyies,
            ain't the same ballpark, ain't the
            same league, ain't even the same
            fuckin' sport
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You know, I'm getting kinda tired, I could use a foot massage.
All I'm sayin' is that giving a man's wife a foot rub doesn't give you a reason for throwing the man out a third story window. Brother's fucked up!
would you give a man a foot massage?
Or stick your tongue in his holyiest of holyies?
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I hid this uncomfortable piece of metal up my ass for two years.
I received the following e-mail of an Pioneer Press article today from my Mom about Ralph's Corner Bar:
       Part 53: Last call for a social landmark Margaret Mead had her Samoa, Jane Goodall had her East Africa, and I had Ralph's Corner Bar in Moorhead, Minn. Ralph's was my old college hangout — a place you could count on for a cheap beer, a moderately safe cheeseburger and a dusty window into the intricate social workings of the human primate. Recently, I learned the city of Moorhead was preparing to demolish the old watering hole to make way for new development. There was talk of trying to save Ralph's from the wrecking ball because of its historical significance as the city's oldest saloon. But, frankly, it was never much to look at — inside or out. And then there were those pesky asbestos rumors. Nevertheless, it is a landmark in the minds of those of us who were nourished by its kegs and life lessons and will be sad to see it go. Although there are a few little things I regret about being in "the scene," the lessons I learned there were priceless: 1. It is possible to have sex in a bar bathroom. (Not that I know firsthand.) But if you do, you will henceforth be identified by that occurrence. For example ... Sarah: "Hey Jen, did you hear that Stephanie got accepted to Harvard Law School?" Jen: "Who's Stephanie?" Sarah: "You know Stephanie — she's tall, dark hair, was good friends with Becky." Jen: "No, I don't think I know her." Sarah: "She was the one who had sex with Chad in the Ralph's bathroom." Jen: "Ohhhh, yeah! I know Stephanie! Good for her." 2. Everyone loves a clown. As long as you're remotely funny and can laugh at yourself, you will always have friends and your presence will always be requested at after-parties. Just don't make a habit of throwing up on people's furniture. Vomit is almost never funny. 3. The cattiness of young women can never be overestimated. I remember a group of girls from the bar who couldn't stand me solely because I was dating one of their beloved guy friends. Of course, that meant I had to hate them right back. And their cute outfits. 4. Body language is a powerful medium, especially at a bar. On a good night and after a little practice, I was able to scold a drunk, flirt with a boy, alert a friend to approaching "danger" and order a burger with extra pickles without saying a word or leaving my booth. But the best part of my Ralph's experience was the many friends I made along the way. A few of those friends and I gathered at Ralph's recently for a birthday celebration. There are different regulars now, but not much else had changed. The beer was still cheap, and the punk rock was still playing on the jukebox. Not a bad way to remember the old place.
The e-mail brought back many memories of the college years in Moorhead. Ralph's was the site of Mrs. Frosti and mine's first official date with beer and a Ralph's Burger Basket (what a romantic I am!). In my defense, it is World Famous. It was also the first bar my underage brother ever drank at. Ralph's was a constant motivating factor at work. The Pizza Hut closed at 12:00, Ralph's closed at 1:00. If we had our ducks in a row and hauled ass, the closing crew could be out of the Hut by 12:20 and in Ralph's drinking a beer by 12:30. It was a default hangout, a place to fall back on if nothing else exciting was happening. It was a refuge from the insanity that was Kirby's. When Kirby's got too loud you could always wander across the street to Ralph's.
Apparantly, in the last 10 years Ralph's has gotten some pretty impressive bands to play in their tiny back room. The White Stripes and Everclear, not to mention Yo La Tengo, played there. If you google "Ralph's Corner Bar" you will find dozens of pages where Ralph's was a stop for some lesser known band as well.
Sadly, Ralph's has finally closed it's doors. The true Last Call was on May 15, 2005. When the bartender shouted "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!" at 1:00 AM, the patrons knew that not only could they not stay but they could never return. RIP, Ralph's.
End of an era, man. I fuzzily remember pitchers of Schmidt's Dark, shots of Old Overholt (strained), and Henry the VIIIth on the jukebox. Also some folks' first DWI a few short blocks away! :)
Mostly good times, nonetheless. And a beauty post, if I may say so, Clark.
Gotta like the fact that they have Summit for $2.00! (check the poster on the wall in one of the pics). Tonight's the end...
Yeah, we had dinner scheduled with the in-laws, or I would have suggested a road trip. :)