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Grit in the Gears: A Question for Adullamite.
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Grit in the Gears. Wednesday, 17 December 2014. A Question for Adullamite. Some time ago, Adullamite. Posted a picture of an odd little red car he'd come across on his travels. I'm a car buff, so I usually am pretty good at identifying old cars. (Cars from the nineties onward I generally have no interest in). This time I was stumped. But I think I may have found the answer, or would guess that if I could find the original pic. But I've been unable to remember when it was or the post title. Lee, you can h...
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Grit in the Gears: 05-Jun-2014
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Grit in the Gears. Thursday, 5 June 2014. Siggy Stern, singing a beautiful song, by Andy Barnes, recorded and better known by the Dubliners, Siggy, to me, does a better job. Not a recording artist, she has uploaded a few songs to YouTube. This song came to mind when I was viewing a post by 'Nag on the Lake' about a dutch painting, that in restoration was found to have originally featured a beached whale. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. BULLET HOLES IN THE MAILBOX. Shoes on the run.
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Grit in the Gears: 21-Jun-2014
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Grit in the Gears. Saturday, 21 June 2014. I Preferred The Older Minute. If you're not British, you'll probably be better advised not to bother reading this post. Just as I often don't get the references my american blogger friends make to things have been part of everyday life in the U.S., you probably will frown and think it's not funny at all. On my sidebar, there's a link to Adullamite's blog. Recently he was bemoaning the decay. Of the BBC Radio panel-game, "Just a Minute". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Grit in the Gears: In just a few hours it will be Veterans Day in the United States,
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Grit in the Gears. Monday, 10 November 2014. In just a few hours it will be Veterans Day in the United States,. The 11th hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, the time the guns were to fall silent, the end of the first world war. Who, I wonder, was shooting on that morning, and why? What did they hope to achieve? A last kill before shooting season ends? Whether or not I believe in the wars they are sent to fight, I have the greatest respect for them. The old guys I have lunch with on a thur...
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Grit in the Gears: 17-Dec-2014
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Grit in the Gears. Wednesday, 17 December 2014. A Question for Adullamite. Some time ago, Adullamite. Posted a picture of an odd little red car he'd come across on his travels. I'm a car buff, so I usually am pretty good at identifying old cars. (Cars from the nineties onward I generally have no interest in). This time I was stumped. But I think I may have found the answer, or would guess that if I could find the original pic. But I've been unable to remember when it was or the post title. Well I’m...
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Grit in the Gears: 24-Jul-2014
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Grit in the Gears. Thursday, 24 July 2014. Not so funny, really. So I went to see a doctor, and was referred to a sports medicine clinic, where after examination and x-rays, I was told I have a displaced shoulder joint, caused by a rotator-cuff injury. So today I was having an MRI scan, to show the exact nature and extent of the damage. First (well, after a clipboard worth of forms and an eye-watering financial transaction), I was. Pictures via http:/ simplyphysics.com/flying objects.html. In the meantim...
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Grit in the Gears: 10-Nov-2014
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Grit in the Gears. Monday, 10 November 2014. In just a few hours it will be Veterans Day in the United States,. The 11th hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, the time the guns were to fall silent, the end of the first world war. Who, I wonder, was shooting on that morning, and why? What did they hope to achieve? A last kill before shooting season ends? Whether or not I believe in the wars they are sent to fight, I have the greatest respect for them. The old guys I have lunch with on a thur...
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Grit in the Gears: 28-Aug-2014
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Grit in the Gears. Thursday, 28 August 2014. Cutting chopping and dicing set for tomorrow, Friday 29th August. I'm so looking forward to it. The nurse told me not to expect to be able to sleep in a bed for some time. And told me the aftermath is notoriously painful. I replied that I have a good vocabulary of swear-words at the ready. I also have a lot of books. At least half a week's worth. After that Amazon gets my money or I watch all those rubbish movies I never got around to before. The Wetness I wan...
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Grit in the Gears: 26-Sep-2014
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Grit in the Gears. Friday, 26 September 2014. Big big big day, the gears of the U.S.government grind exceedingly slowly, but this day brought a bunch of official papers to our mailbox. I'm an alien, I'm a LEGAL alien. Green Card! Of course, it's not without conditions. Carry this card at all times. (and don't lose it? Well, like my social security card I'll laminate a copy and carry that, keeping the original in a safe place. Show your papers boy! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Grit in the Gears: 23-Jul-2014
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Grit in the Gears. Wednesday, 23 July 2014. The Sirens of Titan. The Sirens of Titan" was the title of a science fiction novel by Kurt Vonnegut, first published in 1959. so are the days of future past. I was drawn by the sirens of Titan. Carried along by their call. Seeking for a way to enlighten. Searching for the sense of it all. Like a kiss on the wind I was thrown to the stars. Captured and ordered in the army of Mars. Marching to the sound of the drum in my head. I followed the call. As are we all.
