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.
Great job, Roger! All of us bleeding heart populists agree that ethanol is a scam. Growing corn for anything but immediate human consumption is a disgrace. Pillaging the environment. Grass fed beef tastes better, anyway.
Roger is so funny he can have his own dedicated field if he needs it to produce his pix...But firewater ruined the lives of too many of my redskin ancestors...Agree, corn on the cob is the best use of corn...
Lame? Not on your life. I laughed out loud remembering how hard we used to laugh at "Under the Grandstand" by Seymour Butz. We loved thinking how nasty that was and that made us all laugh harder. Oh, to be a kid again... ha ha ha.
"The Broken Bed"... ? haw haw.... New one on me.
Did you use 'Grandstand' because you couldn't remember how to spell 'bleechers', 'bleachers', because that's the version I know. And when I started to type it, I realized, 'hey, I don't know how to spell 'bleachers/bleechers' and I'm too lazy to look it up.