Monthly Archives: January 2017

Our last “local” meal with Dwayne. After four years here, he’s moving to STL this weekend for the next chapter in his book. We’ll miss the big lug!

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Our last "local" meal with Dwayne. After four years here, he's moving to STL this weekend for the next chapter in his book. We'll miss the big lug! #peopleiheart
Our last “local” meal with Dwayne. After four years here, he’s moving to STL this weekend for the next chapter in his book. We’ll miss the big lug! #peopleiheart

Hi-Fi Friday: January 27, 2017

I picked the theme for this month: 80’s songs that make you cringe. And Blobby‘s correct: I did select the theme and emailed it to him while inebriated gambrinous on the streets of New Orleans. It’s what popped into my head first, so I ran with it. Unlike other things I’d like to have been popping in my head while in NOLA.

And Blobby seems to be picking songs I like. Hmm…


I cringe every time I hear this song, and have as far back as I can remember. Even back in my Boy Scout days when the hell was played out of this song at every jamboree and event it seemed.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve always felt like an outsider looking in: growing up gay in things that were, well, hyper straight. Or, because I’ve never understood the blind patriotism and religious devotion that I see in people around me.

All I know is this song makes me cringe a million ways. And I cringe even more so since after this election….

I give you Lee Greenwood’s 1984 “God Bless the USA”

Until next time...
Erik

I’m not sure what year… maybe 1977 or so. I still have the dimple. It’s just buried under the beard. (It sucks not having any of my childhood photos. This was pulled out of a yearbook.)

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I'm not sure what year... maybe 1977 or so. I still have the dimple. It's just buried under the beard. (It sucks not having any of my childhood photos. This was pulled out of a yearbook.) #tbt
I’m not sure what year… maybe 1977 or so. I still have the dimple. It’s just buried under the beard. (It sucks not having any of my childhood photos. This was pulled out of a yearbook.) #tbt

Beard problems. Apparently this happens to me frequently. This incident was on January 1. Maybe I should keep a record.

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Beard problems. Apparently this happens to me frequently. This incident was on January 1. Maybe I should keep a record.
Beard problems. Apparently this happens to me frequently. This incident was on January 1. Maybe I should keep a record.