Itinerant Air-Cooled

The new Dylan record "Modern Times", good stuff he's gonna win some awards. Similar to Love and Theft, but the band is tighter, the sound is more dreamy/ambient, and Dylan sounds less haggard (someone musta gave him a cough drop he sounds relieved). Go get it if you have the cabbage.

hambone wrote:The new Dylan record "Modern Times", good stuff he's gonna win some awards. Similar to Love and Theft, but the band is tighter, the sound is more dreamy/ambient, and Dylan sounds less haggard (someone musta gave him a cough drop he sounds relieved). Go get it if you have the cabbage.

Been listening to BOB Dylan here at Starbucks. Gives me hope that I still have time.
Colin

Amskeptic wrote:

hambone wrote:The new Dylan record "Modern Times", good stuff he's gonna win some awards. Similar to Love and Theft, but the band is tighter, the sound is more dreamy/ambient, and Dylan sounds less haggard (someone musta gave him a cough drop he sounds relieved). Go get it if you have the cabbage.

Been listening to BOB Dylan here at Starbucks. Gives me hope that I still have time.
Colin

good to hear you're still doing good and it's nice to see some fine folks join us in this forum.

I thought that "stinkfoot" was a term for the bay owners who were hippes? I'm really not sure where exactly it came from. I'm just glad that this forum happened and I hope it grows.

Good luck on your travels and bus on!

Why are you paying for Starbucks?

http://www.wififreespot.com/

VWBusrepairman wrote: I thought that "stinkfoot" was a term for the bay owners who were hippes? I'm really not sure where exactly it came from.

A Frank Zappa song:

In the dark
Where all the fevers grow
Under the water
(water)
Where the shark bubbles blow
In the mornin
(mornin)
By yer radio
(radio!)
Do the walls close in tsuffocate ya
You aint got no friends . . .
An all the others: they hate ya
Does the life you been leadin gotta go?
Well, let me straighten you out
About a little russian restaurant I know . . .
(get yer shoes n socks on people, its right aroun the corner!)

Out through the night
An the whisperin breezes
To the place where they keep
The imaginary diseases

Out through the night
An the whisperin breezes
To the place where they keep
The imaginary diseases . . .

Now scientists call this disease bromidrosis
(thats right!)
And well they should
Even napoleon knows that
But us regular folks
Who might wear a tennis shoe
Or an occasional python boot
Know this exquisite little inconvenience by the name of:
Stink foot

Yknow, my python boot is too tight
I couldnt get it off last night
A week went by, an now its july
I finally got it off
An my girl-friend cry
You got stink foot! stink foot, darlin
Your stink foot puts a hurt on my nose!
Stink foot! stink foot! I aint lyin,
Can you rinse it off, dyou suppose?

Here fido . . . fido . . .
Here fido . . . bring the slippers little puppy
Yes, thats a good dog! yes!
Arf, arf, arf!
[crash-crumble-bump-bump-bump]
Sick . . .

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
We have a song for you about flying saucers
This song is going to be sung for you by george
And the name of the song is inca roads

DurocShark wrote:Why are you paying for Starbucks?

http://www.wififreespot.com/

Thanks for the link. I do like a high octane kick occasionally.
Colin

Thanks for the Zappa lyrics, Durocshark. That answers one of my questions, sort of.

Amskeptic wrote:

DurocShark wrote:Why are you paying for Starbucks?

http://www.wififreespot.com/

Thanks for the link. I do like a high octane kick occasionally.
Colin

That is a useful link. Thanks for the hot tip!

Hot tip?
But I digress.
Yeah really, those ol' coots can still kick it. Lookit all those old bluesmen who went to the grave howling, Son House, John Hurt, John Hooker..all old men and still making their art to the end of their lives. Gives me hope too...
And the gent I received my bus from was 83 and very young. Actual conversation:
Me- will you take 2k for it?
gent- too high, go lower.
(he then proceeded to lowball me 300 bucks off what I offered)
Last I spoke with him, he bought a '73 so he could have a poptop. Cool.

Amskeptic wrote:

DurocShark wrote:Why are you paying for Starbucks?

http://www.wififreespot.com/

Thanks for the link. I do like a high octane kick occasionally.
Colin

A lot of those places are Starbucks-esque coffee shops. Only the coffee tastes better. (I hate Starbucks coffee.)

Star*ucks was the only place open yesterday, you shoulda seen the line of delinquents streaming out the door! I said a hearty "screw that" and my friend's wife graciously made me a nice cup o' joe.
Star*ucks is just 1 of a zillion mega-corps trying to take your $$$$. I think they get singled out too much, just another symptom, not the disease.

hambone wrote:Hot tip?
But I digress.
Yeah really, those ol' coots can still kick it. Lookit all those old bluesmen who went to the grave howling, Son House, John Hurt, John Hooker..all old men and still making their art to the end of their lives. Gives me hope too...
And the gent I received my bus from was 83 and very young. Actual conversation:
Me- will you take 2k for it?
gent- too high, go lower.
(he then proceeded to lowball me 300 bucks off what I offered)
Last I spoke with him, he bought a '73 so he could have a poptop. Cool.

That is beautiful.
The first "nice" motorcycle I ever bought was from my 83 year old land lord. It was an 800 (Honda PC800) and was getting a little too big for him, so he just rode his 250cc Helix scooter every day...
A couple years later I stopped in to see him and he had bought a new Shadow, another 800 I think. That guy loved life.

haven't seen a Colin sketch i didn't like. however my favorite is the one he drew on our receipt from last years itinerant tour.

i like seeing that he draws sexy babes working on in the boot.

Amskeptic wrote:(and if I ever do end up in the box, just shoot me)

But after we shoot you for ending up in the box, you'd wind up in ... a box?

Talk about "can't win for trying". LOL

tristessa wrote:
But after we shoot you for ending up in the box,
you'd wind up in ... a box?

A box is a box is a box. . . . unless it is The Box.
Colin