I played the hell out of that 45 back when.

"Triangle"
Oh, wait, that one is about slavery.  Never mind.

Christian Island, by Gordon Lightfoot.  A sweet, gentle song about a sailboat named Silverheels.
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Not the right version, but it reminded me of the Jim Malcolm version of this song:
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I used to buy them a lot but leave out anywhere to sleep, no food, no bathroom, and then watch them suffer till I couldn't stand it anymore.  Then I'd give them a stove and watch them burn to death.

I don't know how high, but three feet maybe?  It probably depends on how big the thing is.
In about a year, the dogs have chased in a skunk—it had it's amusing side, that episode—now the armadillo, and the snake came in I think because we were having a deluge after drought.
Unlike most snakes I've had dealings with, the…

I've never seen a gopher snake large enough to eat anything bigger than a mouse or frog.  Generally I can't leave them where I find them because the dogs will kill them, and there's none of that if I can help it.

Whodunnit?, if you take it the right way.  I've seen 2 episodes so far, and thought a lot of it is crap, there's a slyness running through it that intrigues me.
First ep, the murder mimicked one in Murder Must Advertise, by Dorothy Sayers.  Second ep, they brought in Saint Agatha, aka Agatha Christie.
Coincidence,…

Yeah, that's sort of what I was hoping for.  Not true, as it turns out.
Possums, however, do play dead, as do gopher snakes.

In the house, where the dogs chased it in in the middle of the night (3 am), in my bedroom, where it burrowed and wedged itself under some stuff I had stored which shouldn't have been there but was, so that'll teach me.

No amount of nudity would induce me to waste 7 minutes watching a Justin Timberlake video.

Only those damned Northern racists.  Down here in the South, we know there's no racism anymore as long as people know their place and stay in it.

Where's the petition?

I spent a good part of the weekend trying to get an armadillo out of the house.  There was no fun involved at all.

I didn't realize there was that much money in old C&W albums.

It's only anti-American if you're glad that things are fucked up.

You can always put the lavender in your closet to keep the moths out, if that actually works.

Here in East Texas, my county finally went wet (less than 10 years, maybe 5?), and the Walmarts immediately started selling beer and wine.  Supermarkets too, naturally.  There's no Costco here that I know of, and I don't have a membership to the Sam's, so I have no knowledge of what it's like inside.

I like the Sting episode, when Peggy and Boomhauer outcon the conman.
"Hank, could I just be average?  Do you know how stupid average intelligence is?"

Seriously, TJ—if you're ever thinking about vacationing in Texas, think again.