Faces - Ooh La La

ain't that the truth i wish that oh la la

reflection on old friends

some days you feel like your brain is in a jar....usually when i wake up and haven't meandered over to drink some coffee...

when you look back at things....and people you have known, it seems that the people who were kind...true friends come to mind...now that doesn't mean that you have agreed upon everything or hadn't had a heated argument.....to the contrary...that was part and parcel of the melting of souls between the two...the fond thoughts that swirl thru the past...put a smile...truly upon your heart.....some friends are gone and there is an echo in our souls...but the thoughts of them alone keep those within you in the corners of your thoughts..not gone, but not forefront...those still with us...even in distance and we know they have changed...that is life...are swirls of sweet thoughts as to there place in time....the space of time that you have frozen to peruse and grasp those feelings that have no true name.....a form of love undoubtedly....and the camaraderie () and that moment in time....

that we have captured forever within ourselves...for me...i think i hold things in...or bypass them to a degree when it is sad.....and sometimes reflection, cleanses your soul and the gloom that could overcome you only last for a mere few moments and in time you relish the cool thoughts, how you honestly know that person would want you to feel and think of them...i do believe all would want to bring a smile to your lips and a grin on your heart....

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ponderings on chinese food...: $4,000 deductible-are you nuts???

ponderings on chinese food...: $4,000 deductible-are you nuts???: "this is a reality check nothing political.....we are going to have a $4,000 deductible on our insurance....why are we paying for health insu..."

$4,000 deductible-are you nuts???

this is a reality check nothing political.....we are going to have a $4,000 deductible on our insurance....why are we paying for health insuruance? is this some window dressing to say we provide insurance for our workers? it would be a great joke, but it is a reality and it ain't funny...do employers think our brains cease to function when we read our "health benifits"???
so if the deductible is $4,000, but we pay for the insurance, it isn't brain surgury the companies are buying cheap insurance and it reflects in the deductible and the exclusions, for dental what's a few missing teeth???...optical ...who in the world needs to see???
have you watched your health care costs climb at a rate you wish you yearly income did-this is not some insane rant-this ia a sad reality and it's has become the bane and hurtful to the American public, don't matter what party you are with....they will hose you without a thought...
so i ain't fond of the government but if you got over 50 employees, you should have insurance for them, you gotta be making money or why would you have them working for you??? there's tax breaks from what i understand for small business that do insure. i am tied of companies making us the tax-payers get stuck with the health care bill-that they should provide and weasel out of and continue to do so. maybe insurance & hospital costs are unrealistic and gouging??? seems to be profits before people-that ain't the American way and ain't Christian or Christ-like-period...
now you can't go to cobra, they are so high as to make you truly see price-fixing at it's best-and seem to want to bondage you to your job's crappy health insurance, but if you go to government insurance, not opting for work health insurance, they get tagged for $3,000...hmmm..so maybe the stock profits and ceos bonus are a tad out of line??? if companies are holding back labor, and yet have great profits and as we know less customer service-remember the last time you stood in line and could have read war & peace...if companies would offer actual health insurance coverage instead of some window dressing that is only smoke and mirrors...
and that begs the question of why is insurance so high...look at the profits...so squash that they pay out too much, it does not reflect with their profits...it's a runaway train and killing Americans and American budgets...when a child goes out of control you disclipine them...the health system, the insurance companies and as a result employers has gone on a greed run and at the cost of American lifestyles and stealing smooth out of our pocketbooks...they need to be put noit only on notice, but hammered if they truly wish to deprive Americans of health care they deserve as their employees, lets see companies can tax deduct health care....but we are barely allowed to unless it is an absurd percentage of our income and by then the hospital wants you to sign your home over to them...that's another story
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The Great British Auctions

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Pleasure Seeker - Paul Taylor

time to reflect...

Pacifica.mpg-Michael Lington with Paul Taylor and Marion Meadows 4th of ...

talent souls....

Detective - One More Heartache

superb band.....

THE WINCHESTER HOUSE CHAPTER WITH TONY FROM THE AVALON BALLROOM

THIS IS FROM THE DAYS OF YORE…..OR SAN FRANCISCO IN THE LATE 1960’S….WE WERE AT THE AVALON BALLROOM ON A WEEKEND EVENING AND WE MET A GUY NAMED TONY…..BEING OUR SACASTIC SELVES, CALLED HIM TONY BALONEY…..CAUSE HE WAS A BIT CORNY,….BUT, HE KNEW A MILLION GIRLS….WHICH WAS FOREVER A PUZZLE TO US…SO I THINK WE OFFERED HIM A RIDE HOME ONCE AND THEN WE FOUND OUT THAT HE RAN THE PUPPET SHOW UPSTAIRS AT THE AVALON BALLROOM (THE FAMILY DOG) WHICH WAS NEXT TO WHERE THE LIGHT SHOW WAS THAT SHOT PSYCHEDELIC LIGHTS UPON THE BAND AND DIG LITTLE EXTRAS DURING SET BREAKS…….INGENIOUS IDEA….TWO CURVED PLATES OF GLASS THAT THEY PUT OIL, WATER AND DIFFERENT FOOD COLORS IN AND PRESSED TOGETHER AND MOVED AROUND ON OVERHEAD PROJECTORS TO GET THE DESIRED EFFECT…
THE PUPPET SHOW WAS NEXT DOOR AND TONY RAN IT…THERE WERE BLACK LITES AND A STAGE CUT OUT ON A TWO LEVEL BIG PLYWOOD BOX. COVERED IN VELVET IF I RECALL CORRECT. LITTLE SIDE DOOR. THERE WAS A BOTTOM LEVEL THAT WE DIDN’T ASK ABOUT BUT DID EVENTUALLY FIND OUT ABOUT (BOY TALK ABOUT NIAVE) THE SECRET ROOM…..
WELL LIFE CAN BE AN INTERESTING TRIP…..I HAD MOVED OUT OF HOME, ACTUALLY MY MOM DECEIDED TO MOVE AWAY AND I OPTED NOT TO DO SO….I WAS ABOUT 15 ½ AND HAVE LITTLE OR NO CLUE……AS TO ANYTHING ABOUT LIFE…
SO ME, MY ROAD DOG BART HELPED TONY RUN THE PUPPET SHOW THERE AT THE AVALON BALLROOM…BUT FOR NOW I’LL STICK TO THE ONE ESCAPADE WHEN WE TONY, A FEW GIRLS AND I AND BART TOOK A RIDE TO THE WINCHESTER MYSTERY HOUSE…
WHICH BELONGED THE WINCHESTER RIFLE AND AMMUNITION HIERESS TO THE FORTUNE AND SHE WAS A TAD TOUCHED, SHE THOUGHT THE SPIRITS WERE COMING AFTER HER FOR THE DEATH FROM THE GUN HER FAMILY MANFACTURED (THAT WAS THE TOUR SPEECH) SO SHE BUILT STAIRWAYS THAT WENT NOWHERE OR ENDED UP WHERE YOU STARTED, A LOT OF HIDDEN DOORS AND PANELS AND ALL SORTS OF ODD STUFF…
I DIGRESS..SO TONY HAD THIS HUGE BLACK BOAT CADILLAC LIMOSINE AND THAT WHAT WE CRUISED DOWN THERE IN….A SERIOUS BOAT….
WELL, SOMEONE HAD GIVEN TONY SOME PILLS AND BEING THE ADVENTUREOUS AND DUMB WE ALL TOOK SOME…BUT AS WE GOT CLOSE TO THE WINCHESTER HOUSE…WE STARTED COMMENTING THAT PEOPLE WERE STARTING TO LOOK LIKE CRUMB CARTOON CHARACTERS……THEN MORE INTENSE THINGS SEEMS TO SWAY AND MELT…..TONY KEEP DRIVING AND I FORGOT-HE GAVE US A TOUR GUIDE THE WHOLE WAY….HE STARTED SINGING…NEDDLESS TO SAY NOT STRANGE COMPARED TO THE CONDITION WE WERE IN….BART AND I COULD CARRY ON A SKEWED CONVERSATION..THE GIRLS JUST SMILED WITH GLAZED EYES….AS TONY BELTED OUT AN ITALIAN SONG AND TRIED TO KEEP A SOMEWHAT COHERENT TOUR GUIDE SPEECH BUT TO LITTLE OR NO AVAIL WE HEARD HIM MORESO IN LITTLE CLIPS…AND COMPREHENSION WAS THAT OF WET DIRT…
SO AS WE SEEMING WENT FURTHER DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE…AND THINGS WE NEVER NOTICED HAD THIS SUDDEN IMPORTANCE OR RADIANCE…..
WELL WE MADE IT THERE AND SOMEHOW MADE IT INTO THE BUILDING, THE WINDOWS TINTED ON TONY’S MOBILE- GETTING OUT WAS LIKE WAKING ON AND IN THE SUN…a cosmic enema of sorts-INTO THE WINCHESTER HOUSE, PERCEPTION BEING WHAT IT WAS OR WASN’T LIT BRIGHTLY SO AS THE TOUR FUN GUIDE DRONED ON AT TIMES BECOMING COMPLETELY FOREIGN , AS IF IN A SPACE LANGUAGE…GOING UP THE STAIRS WE MUST HAVE LOOKED LIKE MONTY PYTHONS MARCHING UP OR DOWN THEM THEN ADD IN THAT SOME LED NOWHERE OR HAD YOU BACK WHERE YOU STARTED…YOU COULD TAKE OUR TWISTED PERCEPTION AND SQUARE IT…WE WOULD LAUGH BUT EVEN THAT SEEMED WARPED, FUN ONE MOMENT, SCARY, THEN CONFUSING, TIME BECAME IRRELAVENT AND SEEMED TO HOLD EACH MOMENT IS SLOW TIME ELAPSED STATE……
WE FINALLY LOST THE TOUR GUIDE AND THEN WE EXITED EVERYTHING BEING TOO TENSE AND SECURITY WAS INSIDE TONY’S LIMOSINE, BOAT OR NO BOAT-TONY, MAYBE FROM SHEER ROTE DROVE LIKE A CHAMP….NOT SINGING BUT SAYING WHAT MOST OF THOUGHT…”MAN,, THIS IS INTENSE”
THE GIRLS WITH US WERE PRETTY QUIET AND SAYING SOMETHING VERY RANDOMLY….ONCE WE MADE IT TO THE BAY BRIDGE CROSSING IT WAS THIS WHOLE NEW EXPERIENCE…LOOKING AT THE PORT OF SAN FRANCISCO AS WE HAD NEVER PERCEIVED IT BEFORE…….WE MADE IT TO TONY’S PAD WHICH WAS ON VAN NESS AND HE HAD A TOP APARTMENT WITH ACESS TO THE ROOF SO HE OR THE GIRLS MADE SOME TEA AND WE RAMBLED ON THROUGHOUT THE NIGHT……..STARTED COMING BACK TO EARTH…….AND THE INTENSITY SLOWLY ABATED…BUT WORN OUT….HUNG-OVER, NO SLEEP…INTENSE MENTAL GYMNASTICS, BUT BART AND I MADE OUR WAYS TO THE STREET AND AS ALWAYS WENT AND HAD COFFEE SOMEWHERE….PROBALLY LOOKING LIKE WE HAD BEEN DRAGGED FOR SEVERAL BLOCKS…..AND EYES A BLAZIN……..

R.E.M. Losing My Religion

excellend music insightful lyric...nice~!!!~

Alex Bugnon - Show Open for 1992 Acapulco World Music Festival

superb music enjoy~!~

big sur road trip-summer equinox

BIG SUR ROAD TRIP 1960'S SUMMER EQUINOX

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this is a rehash for some and in case i missed e-mailing you....enjoy...a slice of the past...
my best friend and road dog Bart and our escapades...of a lost youth....

here's a story from the days of youth passed in san Francisco....when you have time...This was back in the late 60’s in san Francisco…somehow, probably a flyer Bart and I got wind of a summer equinox or solstice “festival” in big Sur California…and we figured let’s go…Bart had got a grand prix “boat’ and we took off on our journey….well, best friends that we were, and being opinionated we got pissed off at each other and we ended up, splitting the car in half, with some kind of tape…your half, my half…….so we get to Santa Cruz (don’t think it was Carmel) and we were going to rough it, had sterno cans and pans and cans of something to eat, well lo and behold here we are on a beach and being the outdoors men, but sans can opener…we tried everything to open the cans and the sterno , used to heat the food and to no avail…with limited funds…we had to be probably around 15 ½ cause Bart got his drivers license as early as legally possible….I think we went to the boardwalk out there, being from s.f , 15 ½ and rebels without a cause to a degree it was tourist-trap like and didn’t really have much appeal….we rented a room , and it was near the beach…..got up and headed out to big sur..i do remember it was a fantastic drive, high cliffs, ocean and endless beaches too……Well after what seemed driving forever we arrived at night…in Big Sur….and starving to death……so we parked , drove down a road to an area near the beach, separated by a small stream, in the festival area….so needing food we wandered around the campsite as it were…we were hungry, and lo and behold there was a guy with this huge pot of rice and something…offering it to everyone. we figured we were everyone, here's a story from the days of youth passed in san francisco....when you have time...This was back in the late 60’s in san Francisco…somehow, probably a flyer Bart and I got wind of a summer equinox or solstice “festival” in big Sur California…and we figured let’s go…Bart had got a grand prix “boat’ and we took off on our journey….well, best friend that we were, and being opinionated we got pissed off at each other and we ended up, splitting the car in half, with some kind of tape…your half, my half…….so we get to Santa Cruz (don’t think it was Carmel) and we were going to rough it, had sterno cans and pans and cans of something to eat, well lo and behold here we are on a beach and being the outdoors men, but sans can opener…we tried everything to open the cans and the sterno , used to heat the food and to no avail…with limited funds…we had to be probably around 15 ½ cause Bart got his drivers license as early as legally possible….I think we went to the boardwalk out there, being from s.f , 15 ½ and rebels without a cause to a degree it was tourist-trap like and didn’t really have much appeal….we rented a room , and it was near the beach…..got up and headed out to big sur..i do remember it was a fantastic drive, high cliffs, ocean and endless beaches too……Well after what seemed driving forever we arrived at night…….and starving to death……so we parked , drove down a road to an area near the beach, separated by a small stream, in the festival area….so needing food we wandered around the campsite as it were…we were hungry, and lo and behold there was a guy with this huge pot of rice and something…offering it to everyone. we figured we were everyone, so we waited for the food to be served, now we were starving to death. SO THE GUY HANDED OUT BOWLS OF THIS STUFF TO EVERYONE….WE SAT DOWN AND WE READY TO stuff our faces…shoveling in a mouthful, we both looked at each other and spit it out…it was curried and some unknown spice and flavor and try as we may we could not eat it…we were under some illusion that if we kept trying it, it would taste better…kinda like the poster boys for insanity, you keep doing the same thing and you expect different results…needless to say, we went hungry…and had the horrible taste left in our mouths that has scarred me for life from curry…..So we get back to the grand prix and it is a point of contention as to whose idea, but we were going to cross the creek and park at the beach…..Well we got to the middle of the stream and the grand prix got stuck……so will we were blaming each other for the idea to drive to the beach….the car started to fill up with water from the stream…so we had to bail out water with a cup…….so we're tired and hungry and stuck in a stream with water filling the car…..we came up with the idea to take turns bailing water out of the car…we had one watch, the guy bailing would keep it and every hour, I think it was, one would try to sleep in the back seat and the other would bail…sounds like a plan…so as you bail…people walked by and would say “you guys stuck” now this is where our sense of humor and of the absurd would come out full bore…usually amongst ourselves in snide comments about the most perspective people walking by….Well we got into an argument saying whoever was bailing was moving the watch ahead and cheating…..this went on all night……….I think both of us passed out and even thought we didn’t bail water it only went so high in the car and seemed to pass thru, about the level of the car door bottom….So the bailing process stopped…..Now, how do we get the car out???
Bart figured he was dead meat, as he had just gotten the car and it was already partially water-logged and stuck in a stream in big sur……so I thing his parents (smart) gave his a AAA card and I was left to keep an eye on the car and Bart ventured forward to hitch-hike to a pay phone (cell-phones were a thing of the jetsons) so I sat in the car, on the hood, on the trunk, probaly on the roof too-(the grand prix was a boat) since I couldn’t leave the car…..it was peace and love but there was always some boneheads…..so i kept watchMost people were friendly, some reminded me that the car was stuck, I either said something sarcastic or bit my lip ….so the day goes on and someone had mercy and brought me some brown rice that hadn’t been seasoned to death…I think had we eaten the over-curried rice we would have had a serious case of the Aztec-two –step (runs) which would have compounded an already awkward situation….it would have been funny now, but not at the time…So the day goes on and I sun myself sitting on the car and people coming wading thru the water……it had to be close to sundown, when some guy comes up to me and tells me he’s go a wench on his jeep……so bleary eyed I tell him great and he hooks up the grand prix and starts to pull it out…I look up at the road leading down here cause I see a car…no a tow truck……..it pulls up and there’s Bart-red eyes-his frizzy hair windblown and standing straight out-as if he put his finger in an electrical socket-after he spent all day hitchhiking to get to a pay phone…..almost gets jumped by some "you hippie commie fag" types…..waiting forever for the tow truck and when he get’s here, the car is being towed out by a jeep…….so Bart figures the tow truck guy had to use the card so he was in deep do-do...Don’t remember much of that evening…not sure if that’s good or bad. but we head back the next day and as we are driving…we see a snake wiggling across the road…so in order to save it from being run over, we put it in a plastic bag and put it on the dash…you can see what’s coming……..yes several hours into the trip…we said man that snake is comfortable….he hasn’t tried to escape or nothing…well, we had, thru sheer ignorance cooked the poor snake and he was no longer among the living, needless to say as we were going over the Oakland bridge to s.f. we were blaming one another for killing the poor snake……I imagine Bart got in some kind of trouble when he got home……..

COLD HERE....AND CAN SEE MY BREATH LIKE A FOG

TO STOP THE MUSIC CLICK ON THE SQUARE

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colder than $*%^. ..the snow from last week had melted a tad...but now it is in the single didgets at night...and not only can you see your breath...they look like beams from darth vader's lightsaber.....so when you see ice, you walk gingerly and promise to work with seniors and go to church more often.....lest you bruise your tailbone...not to mention a part of your ego...
snow for heavenly in lake tahoe and kirkwood farther west.....konnie used to do cross-country skiing....which is a slower version of going to a hand ball court for three hours (if you last that long) and secondly not being in handball shape...
our konnie has a wedding coming up in lake tahoe.............
it's evening and cold..........i gotta truly thank my friends, some recently and some from 30 or more years ago.....man you look at what has transpired and in my case i'm surprised i'm still alive....still uploading to youtube and it is a work in progress.......and being kept busy with alot to do........gonna listen to zachsmind cinch and tweet a bit...
and say hello to a friend, who's had an accident from over 40 years ago....
phew.......many moons have passed....
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Dee Lite - Groove is in the Heart (Music Video)

good way to start the yearon monday....

SMOKEY ROBINSON & THE MIRACLES - GOING TO A GO-GO

man..this dates me...but cool

Alex Bugnon - part 2

here's part 2....enjoy smiles

Alex Bugnon - Show Open for 1992 Acapulco World Music Festival

.....my niece actually introduced alex bugnon to my many years ago.....enjoy there a part 2 i'll put on too
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Best guitar solo ever - Keith Richards (Mich Taylor) (The Rolling Stones...

start the new year~!!!~
we had some snow today and putting christmas stuff away...so off in the snow to the shed to get the containers and walking gingerly so i don't crack my tailbone......the one cat tinker is bounding about....
the best of new years with all your undrempt dreams slowly blending into your reality....smiles nevada

xmas back to shed snow in back

HAPPY NEW YEAR~!!!~

Modern English - I Melt With You