cgison.bsky.social
Ancient Kentuckian. Pediatrician. Heavier than I should be. Grey-haired but proud. Eclectic to a fault.
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Mmhm. This speaks to my soul.
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« Rain sounds so cool when hits the barn roof
and the horses wonder who you are. »
Probably some of the best lyrics in rock in this song.
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K State, baby!
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I was thinking the same thing.
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Be careful with anything 101 proof or higher 😉
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This is one of the best videos ever made. The older I get, the more I understand it.
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It’s not how you start… it’s how you finish. The older we get the more slow dancing seems like a good idea.
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6th grade girlfriend slow-dancing music. I had only been through a few girls by then, not a million 😉
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Hang tough, sister!
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This actually makes perfect sense. It may actually be safer to fight a bull elk, too 😉
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Here Summer is the season that Irish immigrants dread the most. A lot of them are in the horse industry, so they are outside a lot. It does get brutal here from June through September.
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Yeah, this is gonna hurt. They are our biggest importer of spirits in general. This may get our attention. Maybe…
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When we’ve lost Canada… that’s like your brother saying he’s now ashamed of you.
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I have to admit that I have been wearing “Waterloo Sunset” out lately.
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I had horse in France once (accidentally). Nobody really should ever get that hungry.
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Brilliant!
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Mmm! J’en veux!
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He will really be missed 😢
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I hear you, brother.
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This thing works great for dried basil, oregano, and rosemary. Since I only use it on herbs grown in Kentucky, every shredding is filled with fragrant irony.
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We did gyros, tiropita, and spanakopita. We’re not Greek, but it seemed the right thing to do.
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I always thought it was “Knights in White Satin” and that the protagonist singing was dying from being stabbed. No color of satin would be very good at stopping swords.
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That’s a real tragedy. This was a serious villainess crush for me.
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Part of what a friend of mine refers too as the “Boo Gonna Die” musical genre.
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I’ve wondered about this. They do seem to have a mysterious aura about them. Perhaps even an egg-laying mammal aura, come to think of it.
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Well put.