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Currently, one of my favorite live bands: All Them Witches

Cat's foot, iron claw Neurosurgeons scream for more At paranoia's poison door Twenty-first century schizoid man Blood rack, barbed wire Politicians' funeral pyre Innocents raped with napalm fire Twenty-first century schizoid man

I had a similar experience. Our current dressing is a variation of a David Rosengarten recipe, using ground pork and/or sausage, corn bread/baguette, pecans, celery, onions, sage, thyme, chicken broth and lots of butter.

Art: Prado, Madrid (Spain). I was there about 50 years ago, and I still remember Velazquez' "Las Meninas". Modern Art: MoMA, New York. Both Dali museums are worthwhile, the one in St. Petersburg (Florida) and the one in Figueres (Spain). Tram Museum ("Strassenbahnmuseum") Hannover (Germany). The special attraction: They let you drive a tram (20 minutes, $40; 1 hour, $110). https://www.tram-museum.de/besucher/strassenbahn-selbst-fahren/ And finally, right here in Lubbock, the National Ranching Heritage Center, where they have collected farm buildings from all over Texas from 1780 to 1950.

Anyone ever tried turducken?

They don't care if I'm a one-way mirror Well, they're not frightened by my cold exterior They don't ask me questions They don't want to scold me They don't look for answers They just want to hold me I, I, I love little girls They make me feel so good I love little girls They make me feel so bad When they're around They make me feel like I'm the only guy in town I love little girls They make me feel so good

When I came to the US in 1990, one of my desires was to drive a full-size station wagon, a type of car which we did not have in Germany. I got a used Oldsmobile Custom Cruiser, and I loved it. We took it from Rochester on trips to the West Coast, to Florida and Louisiana, and to Newfoundland, until it died with 237,000 miles. It was replaced by another full-size wagon, a Pontiac Safari, which did nearly as well. We did not take the Pontiac with us when we moved to West Texas 20+years ago, only my wife's Pontiac Bonneville. Thus, I had to look for a car here, and with two young kids at that time I was thinking SUV. Well, I ended up with my first minivan, a Ford Windstar. I had never imagined me driving such a vehicle, but it was just too darn practical. It was followed by another Windstar, and now for about seven years I have been driving a 2010 Honda Odyssey. It is truly low-maintenance, and at the moment I cannot imagine anything more useful. When my son went to high school, his first car was a hand-me-down Windstar. At first there was some fear of embarrassment, as most kids here drive trucks. However, there was never a problem. On several occasions his classmates decorated the "swagger wagon". Thus, when he had to replace it as student at UT, the first car of his own choice (with some parental financial help) was ... a Honda Odyssey.

There's a mushroom on my eyelid There's a carrot down my back I can see in the distance A vast quantity of beans To you I'm just a flavour To make your stew taste nice Oh my god, here come the onions And – I don't believe it! – at least a pound of rice

Now there's no hope of getting out of here I can feel I'm going soft Dirty waters soak my fibres The whole saucepan's getting hot So I may as well resign myself Make friends with a few peas But I just, I can't help hoping That a tummy ache will bring you to your knees Bring you to your knees Bring you to your knees Bring you to your knees

Follow-up: According to Tom Pelissero (NFL Network), the fine was rescinded on appeal.

I don't know what to do 'Cause I still believe After all the foolish things that we've been through I will always be a man who's open to..... Persuasion Blind romance There'll be no half measures given half the chance But we never learn

Save your money, don't go to the show Well I turned around and I said oh, oh oh Well I turned around and I said oh, oh oh Well I turned around and I said ho, ho And the northern lights commenced to glow And she said, with a tear in her eye Watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow Watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow

It's a ghost town rabid underworld Dionysian night vitriolic twilight A mirage comes up it never ends Once you get born you're never the same Left behind erased from time Ain't no decency in being boxed up alive Look around ain't no R.I.P. signs here We don't rest in peace We just disappear So here we are Los Angeles No angels singing in your valley of unease I watch the sun roll down the pacific Over hookered sunset strip They say This is the city The city of angels All I see is dead wings All I see is dead wings

He's a twentieth century boy With his hands on the rails Trying not to be sick again And holding on for tomorrow London ice cracks on a seamless line He's hanging on for dear life And so we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow

I agree that it is highly unlikely that the squirrel carried a dormant virus for 7 years. But this is where the raccoon comes in, which they took in just a few weeks/months ago. Rabies is very easily spread between different species.

Because it bit the DEC guy, it had to be tested for rabies. Unfortunately for the squirrel, the only way to test an animal for rabies involves dissection of the brain.

Baby, you understand me now? If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don'tcha know that no one alive can always be an angel? When everything goes wrong, you see some bad But oh, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Storm Duck was born and went to high school in Boiling Springs. Sounds like a good start for a Thanksgiving/Christmas recipe

Usually, we would not go to such restaurants. However, there had been one exception, a long time ago. When I was a student at the University of Hannover (Germany) we had a group of four coming together once a week to play "Doppelkopf" (a card game) for money; the money would not go to the winner but into a common pool. Once the pool had reached 600 DM ("DeutschMark", before the Euro; at the end of the 1970s, this was a lot of money), we decided to use the funds for a dinner in the only restaurant close to Hannover that had a Michelin star. The food was excellent; my entree was a half-rack of lamb. However, even more remarkable was the attention we got from the restaurant staff. They certainly noticed that these four students were quite different from their usual clientele. During dessert even the guy in charge for that evening (I never found out if it was the owner himself; there was no google at that time) joined us, and we had an interesting conversation, mostly about the way Michelin awards its stars. On our way out, I admired their collection of truly oversized (around 2.5-5.0 gallons each) bottles of booze (empty, of course). The guy noticed it and asked me which one I liked best, and I pointed to a bottle of Asbach Uralt, a German brandy. He told me to take it, and I used it as vase for sunflowers until I moved to the US in 1990. Altogether, it was a very pleasant experience; however, the occasion was unique.

TesseracT live. Sort of progressive metal, but with some twists - one of them, odd time signatures. While that leaves a problem for the mosh pit - how do you dance in 17/8? - I find them extremely enjoyable to listen to.

I've got a feeling from the floorboards up. Call it a calling if you like that touch, Call it what you will, I really don't care too much. I've got a feeling and I know it's right, I get it most evenings, if not every night It sings in the air, it dances like candlelight And when we play, we play, we play Mama, From the floorboards up And when we dance, we dance, we dance Papa, From the floorboards up And when we sway, we sway and sway, From the floorboards up

Well I'm about to get upset from watchin' my TV Checkin' out the news until my eyeballs fail to see I mean to say that every day is just another rotten mess And when it's gonna change, my friend, is anybody's guess So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin', hopin' for the best Even think I'll go to prayin' every time I hear 'em sayin' That there's no way to delay that trouble comin' every day No way to delay that trouble comin' every day

With guilt that no man should carry Heavy enough for me to get buried I feel death on the road tonight It's got me to where I wanna run and hide Oh I used to dream of oceans and streams Flowing and growing strong Where have all Those days gone