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This picture was snapped on 12/10/05. I'm enjoying the southern Arizona winter weather.

I'll take any action I can get... man.

Yeah. It's always safe at home. Drinking too much, thinking too much, too much time spent on the computer, too much music, much too much. But, all safe when you're already at home.

Yes. Me, too. At home. No problemo.

I attended an Arizona historic homes tour today. I saw and snapped this picture in Bisbee, Arizona. A friend who was doing the tour with me said she saw this same thing in New Orleans many times. Has anybody else seen this display? Do you know how it's done? From my experience, cats and mice just don't behave in this way.

Dust storms? Desert critters? ← Dust sorms? In Tucson, Arizona? C'mon, man. Get serious.

I purchased many K2s a few months ago. There are only a few I still desire. I wonder if I should purchase all the K2s for which I still have an interest (and soon)?

I live in Tucson. We ain't got no stinking fallen leaves.

I believe, for your birthday celebration, you know, you need to purchase a new Mosaic box for yourself.

Here's your link. >link<

The runner's/exercise 'high' is the best I've experienced. I've tried only alchohol, as a drug, in my life. No tobacco or anything else. The runner's high beats all. It's a true high where you feel good because you really do feel good. For me, the high lasts a little more than 24 hours, then I need another fix. But, a fix of running, as long as I don't get physically injured, brings no harm. And, brings much improvement in the long run. From my experience, yes, you can get hooked on exercise. There ain't nothing else like it. A little exercise, a little jazz, some good food and you be doin' allright.

I've been a 'runner' since 1997. Last year in August (2004), however, I was running on a perfectly hot and miserable Tucson summer evening. I was running, sweating, feeling light-headed and a bit sick to my stomach. It was near 100°F at the time. I decided at that point that I'd had enough of running and that I'd get back to it when I was damn sure good and ready. About a month ago (September 2005) I decided it was time to start running again. Now, equipped with a rejuvenated attitude and a new pair of $120 running shoes... I'm back at it. I'm walking more than running, for now, but will be running more in the weeks to come. It's fun to get back to something that used to be so enjoyable. I'm wondering, now, why I quit running so completely during the past twelve months. Like it always used to do, the running clears my mind, raises my spirits, and will change the body in positive ways. I don't do near as well without it. I should know myself better.

The Border(s) Patrol attempted to stop me once upon a time. link

Most any Bill Evans trio setting is a stress reliever for me. There's something about Bill Evans' introspective playing that clears my mind and gives me the ability to view things in a more precise and relaxed manner. Bill Evans causes me to feel melancholy (in a positive sort of way), inspired and comfortable. I get stress relief from the KIND OF BLUE album too.

I'm in.

Too weird. I discovered Supertramp in 1979 with the release of BREAKFAST IN AMERICA. In all the years since '79 I've never heard too much bad about Supertramp. Most of the folks in my life who know who Supertramp is have nothing but positive remarks about the group. To my ears, Supertramp is on the sophisticated and adult side of popular music vis-a-vis Steely Dan and The Police. Supertramp utilized sophisticated lyrics mixed with the bluesy and melancholy vocal styles of Rick Davies and Roger Hodgson. One nicely off-set by the other. A little jazzy (but not really), a little bluesy, a little folksy, a little carnival, and a little rock-n-roll. An amazing mixture of styles. Not that matters. Everybody has his own opinion. Still, I'm surprised the Supertramp vibe on this board is so negative. Fek me.

I'm listening to Roger Hodgson and Rick Davies as I type these words. Some of the popular music groups I used to enjoy, such as Styx, I've outgrown through the years. But, Supertramp... as I listen to the music, the voices and words... I'm reminded of why I used to like the group so very much. When BREAKFAST IN AMERICA was a new release I just couldn't get over how completely fantastic it was. I purchased the record and copied it to a cassette tape back in 1979. I wore out three different cassette tapes in the years that followed the release of the record album. I still have my copy of the original record album somewhere my closet. At this moment I'm listening to the FAMOUS LAST WORDS album. While not the best of Supertramp, still, a great set of tunes that bring back memories of many hours of listening pleasure. I used to listen to FAMOUS LAST WORDS on my Walkman as I rode the bus ten miles to where I went to high school (in Idaho). The bus would drive through ten miles of wind, snow and ice to get us to our education destination. I'd sit on the bus, wrapped in my heavy coat, looking out the window and waiting for the seat to get warm. I had all sorts of thoughts running through my mind as I listened Supertramp's lyrics. After spending every year since high school in the warm climate of Arizona, I still enjoy Supertramp but have NO desire to return to the below zero temperatures of the north country.

Max Roach - Disk 1 (with Sonny Rollins & Kenny Dorham)

I've been listening to the Anita O'Day Mosaic often during the last couple of weeks. I copied the songs to my hard drive. I place the songs in folders to represent the original O'Day albums. As I expected would happen, I'm very glad I purchased the Anita set while I wasn't in the mood for it but before it went OOP.

I couldn't have said it better myself.

Brach's. Jeez.

I'm in today's Top Ten Organissimo posters.

Oh yeah? Just how do you define 'cheap' beer? Huh?

I mean, I 'buy' all your old shit. Now, you're going to make it more difficult for me to copy your old shit to my hard drive? Whatever. I'll still copy what I want. I know people who know. It will take only slightly more effort from me. Fuck you. Blue Note. Fuck you. :bwallace2:

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