Whitefang

"I Feel The Earth Move"--Carole King Whitefang

For most of the songs I've written(or rather "made up" as nothing except the lyrics was ever written down.) it was the music that came first. Starting with a chord pattern, then a melody, then the lyrics to fit that melody. Whitefang

MY Mother always phrased it, "Were you BORN in a barn?" One day(in one of my moods) I answered, "If I was, you'd have named me Jesus!" She didn't appreciate that. Whitefang

Maybe they were some of those Nigerian "diplomats" who would send those scam eMails to Americans hoping that some of them would be dumb enough to fall for their ruse. And they were trying to elude the authorities. Whitefang

To which Detroit "unusual approach" do you refer? Whitefang

In an auto factory that usually only happens at the management level. The rank and file think of their jobs as only a means to an end. Whitefang

"There's A Kind Of Hush"---Herman's Hermits Whitefang

I suppose if one (for some reason) always liked this group, the video would be enjoyable. But for me?....... Meh. Of course, it another "to each......" matter. Whitefang

There's also too many who feel you don't have to get married to HAVE kids. And sadly, for too many years now, children are more like ACCESSORIES than children in far too many people's minds. Whitefang

For many years Detroit Edison, who used to be Southeast Michigan's primary source of electric energy had small office locations in many neighborhoods and suburban cities. And for decades you could take your burned out incadescent bulbs and trade them for new Edison brand light bulbs. For free. You could also go there to get your table radio, lamps, toasters or other small electrical items for repair at a very modest price. And also pay your light bill there too. I remember many times, when visiting my Grandma, being sent to the local Edison office(a five minute or so walk from her house) with a brown paper shopping bag full of burned out bulbs and trading them for new ones, taking them out of the huge bins they had in front of the counter. And a few times sent there with a ticket stub and a small amount of cash to pick up her toaster or a radio she had there for repair. For a few years after moving into my first house I too, went there for free replacement bulbs. That all ended in the mid '70's when some d o u c h e sued Detroit Edison to stop giving out the free bulbs because he owned a drugstore somewhere that stocked light bulbs for sale and he claimed Edison offering free replacements was hurting his profits. He won his case and Edison quit giving out the bulbs, and within a year the man's store was doing such poor business he had to close up shop and he moved it somewhere down in Florida. Good riddance to the Motherjumper. Whitefang

Yeah, that James Garner was a good looking guy. And as you see, he got the girl. Whitefang

"You've Got A Friend"--Carole King Whitefang

And I understand you can get red wine with your Big Mac in France. And POUTINE? Always sounded like some kind of French obscene sexual slang to me. Like their version of p@@ntang. Whitefang

I've had good luck with them. I've had the same LED bulb for my porch light for four years now. It burns from 11:00 pm until 8:00 am seven nights a week. No complaints here. Whitefang

Sort of what I developed over the years. Only with me it's NO expectations. The results are much the same. It's been better than 30 years since those Dale Carnegie classes. But what they were was mostly for building self confidence and maintaining esteem. And some memory methods I never got the hang of. This might help clear it up: www.dalecarnegie.com Whitefang

"Space Cowboy"--Steve Miller Band Whitefang

Nope. Just one. Whitefang

One of the closest friends I have is a guy I met at work. And some co-workers over the years also became good friends. And they were friends at work, and never or rarely seen outside the plant. And for rank and file workers in an auto plant there's really no worry about somebody wanting to steal your job. Especially since there's seniority to be considered. And most jobs on the line in those places pay the same rate. The only thing that rates is whether the job isn't as bust-a$$ as the one you're doing. When I was a kid, my Dad would take the family(Mom, me, my brother and my step brother and a step sister) to the annual Cadillac picnic, held each year at a huge amusement park somewhere near Walled Lake, Michigan. But by the time I went to work at Cadillac, those picnics were discontinued. Sure. There were a lot of great people I got along with fine at work, and too of course, a few I didn't get along with at all. And they were no problem if I just ignored them and went about my business. And since I met my second wife at the plant, I've no complaints at all. After the failure of my first marriage marrying the second one was the smartest thing I've ever done in my life. But that works only if you're smart enough to learn from your mistakes. Ha! Methinks you're a Dale Carnegie alumnus, eh? I remember those classes I used to go to at the union hall twice a week. They had that "Lemons/lemonade" thing on a big poster on the wall. Whitefang

The only thing I put ON fries is either malt vinegar or Worcestershire sauce. Everything else(Heinz 57, A-1, BBQ sauce, ketchup) is on the side and the fries are dipped. It's not. It's a generic term for people from and/or living in a foreign country(duh!). It really doesn't take that long. For some people at least... Back in the '70's there was a kid across the street who met up with a girl from Tennessee who he wound up marrying and moved down there because her Dad got him a job down there. He came up six months later to visit his folks and he dropped in on us and was speaking with a drawl so thick you'd have thought he was a Tennessee native. My first experience with grits was when I was 17 and on vacation with my family down at the Great Smoky Mountains. Stopping for breakfast somewhere I noticed all the tables already had a small dish of grits on them. Asking the waitress she explained a bit about what grits were, and it didn't sound bad so I gave them a try. Hot grits on the side of a breakfast of eggs and bacon(or sausage) won't entirely replace hash browns for me, but put a pat of butter on the hot grits and dash a bit of salt anp pepper on 'em and it's a good change of pace every now and then. And I'm told some eat them with a bit of cream or milk and sugar, like some would have Cream Of Wheat. Haven't tried that yet, but maybe some day...... Whitefang

"Up From The Skies"--Jimi Hendrix Whitefang

I don't identify as a Southerner either. But I mentioned sausage gravy, didn't I? I didn't realize this was the "give foreigners half a$$ed information" thread. Whitefang

You forgot also the drippings off the ham, pot roast and pork loin. And cornstarch instead of flour works well too. And since Sarge supposedly lives in the South, I question his omitting any mention of sausage gravy. That sausage gravy over fresh biscuits is a breakfast delicacy. Whitefang

I know of one Brit who loved dressing up as a duck! Whitefang

"Piano Man"--Billy Joel Whitefang

I blame the French. And their penchant for Ortolans. Whitefang