Talk about your day thread

[Ello Sailor]

I'm saving that for when I'm dead.

[Ello Sailor]

Spoiler: show

[dad]

woke up and went for a walk with my wife. then came home and mowed before the oppressive heat hit. watched hard knocks, the grabbed a bag of coffee beans from a little shop here in town. practiced guitar for about an hour, and then made my first-ever batch of pickles ...two jars worth.

now i'm sitting on the couch, and it's almost cocktail hour. we'll do some planning for our Europe trip with our cocktails.

[Jorge]

Nice

[dad]

i tried to post a pickle pic, but imgur is being a dick.

[Ello Sailor]

practiced guitar for about an hour

More on this pls, my walking father.

[dad]

practiced guitar for about an hour

More on this pls, my walking father.

felt good. building up those callouses.

[Ello Sailor]

Took the cruiser board out yesterday. Feels amazing on the flat, but it doesn't absorb as much of the shitty road as I'd have hoped. I really want this to be a "go anywhere" board, so I'm now in the market for softer wheels and bushings.

[Ello Sailor]

practiced guitar for about an hour

More on this pls, my walking father.

felt good. building up those callouses.

Yeah buddy. You practicing chords or just getting your Wonderwall in check before you hit the frat parties?

[dad]

practiced guitar for about an hour

More on this pls, my walking father.

felt good. building up those callouses.

Yeah buddy. You practicing chords or just getting your Wonderwall in check before you hit the frat parties?

just learning chords for now.

i did try wease's suggestion to learn the intro to Not for You. Wonderwall is a good choice tho.

[Ello Sailor]

Nah I was just... please don't learn Wonderwall.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I could go for some Wonderwall.

[doug rr]

I vote for Boston: more than a feeling...that was a first 5 of mine I learned in the late 70's

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Seven Bridges Road

[96583UP]

beach

salad

pool

gardening

[doug rr]

now do classical gas

[Ello Sailor]

I vote for Boston: more than a feeling...that was a first 5 of mine I learned in the late 70's

This song is incredible. Learn this, dad.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[wease]

woke up and went for a walk with my wife. then came home and mowed before the oppressive heat hit. watched hard knocks, the grabbed a bag of coffee beans from a little shop here in town. practiced guitar for about an hour, and then made my first-ever batch of pickles ...two jars worth.

now i'm sitting on the couch, and it's almost cocktail hour. we'll do some planning for our Europe trip with our cocktails.

When are you going to Europe?

[dad]

woke up and went for a walk with my wife. then came home and mowed before the oppressive heat hit. watched hard knocks, the grabbed a bag of coffee beans from a little shop here in town. practiced guitar for about an hour, and then made my first-ever batch of pickles ...two jars worth.

now i'm sitting on the couch, and it's almost cocktail hour. we'll do some planning for our Europe trip with our cocktails.

When are you going to Europe?

we'll be there in March.

what about you? you're going next year too, right?