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Why does this all of a sudden remind me of the “New Coke” cofeve?

writing out your own songs is a cinch because TabBank places your most-used chords at the top of the keyboard

Needs Mor Pedal!

Spidey-sense!

Yes, thanks, fully recovered (I did two metric and one English century the next summer, but every time I walk into a courthouse [I’m an attorney] or an airport I get extra-special scrutiny because of the metal).

I’ve posted this before and I have to post it again.

This is true. They don’t even have to be snow tires. This past December, there was a massive storm that shut down most of the East Coast airports. I ended up having to drive Rt 15 from New Haven to JFK at 6:00 AM (normally about two hours, it took four). The snow was very bad, and I saw lots of Very Bad Things, but I

Excellent points. 4WD does not make a car suitable for snow. FWD/manual is a vast improvement over RWD/automatic, but you’d be amazed how many 4WD vehicles I see off the road in Connecticut when it snows. Most of them are (predictably) macho-man SUVs.

I think Tom T. Hall covered that in ‘Pamela Brown’: “guess the guy she married was the best part of my luck/she dug him ‘cause he drove a pickup truck.”

I got to be one of the background SNAG singers/dancers for that song when Christine Lavin played the Egg in the mid-90s.

My college was the CLA at the University of Minnesota back in the late ‘70s. My guess is that no more than 5% of the student body belonged to greek organizations, and they did not have a good reputation in that period. Years later I taught at a college known as the “Mother of Fraternities” that had something like 70%

I owned a 2000 VW New Beetle 2.0 5s. And in that color, incidentally. I bought it for $3,000 in 20012, and drove it for four years. It had some problems, but it was by no means the worst car I’ve ever owned, and it was cheap. Rust was a non-problem, with all the plastic on that thing. It had acceptable acceleration.

“Arrogant.” Interesting word choice. Almost entirely wrong, but interesting.

I love books. But I have two problems with them.

I bought a used Honda Fit with a bad Takata inflator last year; I called a couple of dealers, one of whom said “yeah, we’ll let you know when the parts are in.” The other offered to store my car and give me a loaner until the parts arrived. I ultimately (perhaps foolishly) decided to continue driving the car, and then

Well, they always try to eat the pen, so there’s that.

Ah, yes, the convert story. “I [burned/threw out] my [guitar/CDs/DVDs/VHS collection] when I realized the Truth.” This is part of the classical conversion narrative—I was so bad before but now I’m saved. You can see it in any group where conversion is a big way in—LDS, protestant, vegan, atheist (yes, the atheists who

Some pumps die quickly, some don’t. In the early ‘90s, I had a ‘77 Audi Fox with a malfunctioning fuel gauge, and a family member ran it dry (standard procedure was to fill the tank after a certain travel distance, but this was forgotten by the nameless individual). I mean, the car sputtered and died and we drifted to

I have sat in LDS testimony meetings where nobody stopped a member from speaking at length about the problems and health of his colon. I have heard the “there was a disaster and lots of people died, but God saved the missionaries” talk many times—the talk that suggests the lives of missionaries are somehow more sacred

I disagree. Church is precisely the place for this. I’m pretty sure that any god is more concerned with kindness than with our naughty bits.