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June 25, 2008

RIP Kermit Love

Kermit Love, who helped Jim Henson design the costumes for the Sesame Street characters, died today at age 91.  Love designed the costumes and characters for Big Bird, Mr. Snuffleupagus, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster and also appeared on Sesame Street as "Willy", the neighborhood hot dog vendor.

Rest in Peace, Kermit. 

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June 23, 2008

RIP George Carlin

"Think about how stupid the average person is. Now, realise that half of them are dumber than that."

-- George Carlin

Rest in Peace, George

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June 20, 2008

Aaron's Fifth Grade Graduation

Last month was Aaron's fifth grade graduation.  The school district doesn't actually call it a "graduation", they feel it's "inappropriate" to graduate fifth graders, so they call it a "reception".  But he did complete five years of education at Middleton Elementary School, and he's now officially a Junior High School student. 

Pics of the "reception", which looked oddly like a graduation ceremony, are here.

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June 19, 2008

1963 Chrysler Newport - Before Pics

Here they are - before pics.  Any resemblance to Christine is purely coincidental.  We named it "Behemouth". 

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June 11, 2008

A Pirate Looks at 45

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
You've seen it all, you've seen it all

Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream

Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late

I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last

And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
Down to rock bottom again
Just a few friends, just a few friends

I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
Still could manage to smile
Just takes a while, just takes a while

Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown

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