Reuben Sandwich

"If at first

Auschwitz (Oswiecim) Poland Never been, but I should go.

Oh you just have to visit this site. A stunning collection. http://museumofbadart.org/

Miss you? What!! Are you still here? !! "How Can I Miss You When You Won't Go Away" Dan Hicks and His Hot Licks

Kinky Friedman with Little Jewford and Ratso Thy Ain't Makin' Jews Like Jesus Anymore.

Yup, that rains been coming for some time and it just keep falling on my head. From Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Raindrops Keep Fallng On My Head. B. J. Thomas

I have had my playbook since Christmas and am enjoying it. Not much of an app user. Have some decent speakers to plug in and enjoy the music downloads, cerb and such. My private little getaway. I have not tried others so can't really compare.

With or without you I'll be: On My Way The Proclaimers http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHjT-TEqLBs

Nantucket There once was a girl from there.

Well I guess it's 'welcome back, Cynthash' and good luck with your endeavours and being active again.

Winterpig... er no it's Windypeg,... no , that's not it either. Oh yeah WINNIPEG !!

Trying to give the abridged version. Installing a 100 lb. beam solo in a clients kitchen ceiling. Adjusting base of supporting post. Beam falls and drives my head into the floor. I don't think I was knocked out for long as the blood only really started to flow when I stood up trying to figure out what had just happened. My first thought was that I was going to make a big mess bleeding all over the house and how would I get it cleaned up before the owners returned. Fortunately I had put down lots of drop sheets. This happened just a year ago so I grabbed a chunk of snow and towel to make a tourniquet turban to try and slow the bleeding. My glasses were crushed under the beam but somehow I was lucky enough to call the contractor I was doing this work for and he sent someone over. My next thought was maybe I better clean myself up a bit in case this guy has not seen "Carrie" before. Sort of felt like Steve Buschemi in "Fargo ", when he's hiding the money, not the log chipper part. So instead of driving to the nearest hospital, I decided to go home first to get some spare specs and go to my more local hospital. Felt a little weird driving around in my bloody turban but in the end, my neighbour took me into emergency. Showing up looking like the winner in an axe fight (I assume loser is dead) moves you to the head of the line and in 3 hours and 5 staples and 1 CAT scan I was out of there. Just to avoid complications, I explained to admitting that a wall mounted speaker had fallen on my head. A big, wall mounted speaker. Maybe this wasn't the abridged version.

Dr. John Mac's Boogie

Oh yeah I remember those sheets. Pretty thin stuff too. And on the cubicle wall beside was written; "Carleton University Diploma.....take one"

San Luis Obispo, California. Home of the very first motel, the Milestone Mo-Tel, built in 1925.

She doesn't always do it, but I had a long deep tissue massage from Sensual Erin once that was 'electric'. I really was tingling.

Yes, that reminds of the old rhyme: Here I sit, broken hearted. Paid a dime and only farted.

Let's go way down that melancholy road to what would eventually be a sad end to a couple of talented musicians, Pete Ham and Tom Evans of Badfinger. Without You http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnb5JeK1hOo&feature=related Although Harry Nillson had a major hit with this song and most people associate it as his, the Badfinger original version has always been my favourite. Ultimately, the authors really could not live without whatever it was they needed and both ended their lives by suicide.

Ungava; a peninsula on a peninsula. I get a cold shiver just thinking about being there.

4:30: Let the dog out ( then in) 5:00: Get up for real , coffee on, first toast with PB and jam. 6:00: Drop off SO at work. 7:00: Drop off SKid at school. 7:15 More toast with PB and honey. 7:30: Work or internet, lately internet.

Auchtermuchty, Scotland. Back in the Old country. My great Gran is from there as well as the Proclaimers. Gaelic: Uachdar Mucadaidh - English interpretation: "Field of Boars") Sorry with a Y before 9:00 a.m.

Sexsmith, Alberta. Up past Grande Prairie I was in this town the day John Lennon was killed. Okay let's just make it ALBERTA then.

Estevan, Saskatchewan. Way down in the south east corner, booming with oil and gas. You can sit on your porch and watch your dog run away for a whole week.

Edinburgh in the Old Country. Hoot mon! I can go to Yucatan some other time.

Yucatan would be my choice over the capital of the Notrhwest Territories