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.
Everybody has in mind one tune they'd like played at their funeral/mem service. Ripple, Every Grain of Sand, It is Well with my Soul, Hallelujah, or this one? Or a traditional hymn? Or what?
Zevon's dad kept telling him he was Jewish, but he died a Christian. This is My Ride is Here: "I was staying at the Marriott, with Jesus and John Wayne, we were waiting for a chariot, we were waiting for a train..."
Story about that song: I was on a Caribbean cruise and I requested it from the 22 year old they had in the piano bar. He said he didn't know it. I told him to learn it. After this exchange for three straight nights, kind of a running joke, he actually looked it up on the internet when we were in port. that night when I requested it, he played it and ended with "Dude, that's now my theme song."
Another Guy named Dan
"Everybody has in mind one tune they'd like played at their funeral/mem service."