We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Wherever I go I hope there's rum! Think we'll just stay put and stand in awe of God and nature's power.
Jimmy's relentless good cheer is a blessing. It's a gift to the world, and I'd like all Maggie's Farmers to try to spread such good cheer and positivity to everybody in their lives. I try to do that all day long despite my innate Yankee reserve and crankiness.
Volcano, but same idea. However, I don't mind landing in no New York City. Love it despite being a country boy. Our gal Marianne did too.
Please take precautions, you never know how this thing will move. BTW, I'm crazy about Bacardi, tonic w/a splash of 7/Up! Will have one for you for luck and keep you in our prayers!
After way more than just too much thought, my determination is the scene in Raising Arizona whereby Nic Cage smoothly waits by the newspaper(!) dispenser only so he can quickly insert his hand between the paper he desires and the dispenser locking mechanism in order to secure his newspaper is: pretty cool.
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notquiteunBuckley
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2012-10-28 01:07
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I believe that's "Lava me now or lava me not." Volcano, eh?