I bought these out of a company break room.
The only thing lower than Golden Flake is HyTop.
Never buy HyTop cookies unless you’re going to a church potluck and want to get everybody back for something. 🤢😈
lol
I bought these out of a company break room.
The only thing lower than Golden Flake is HyTop.
Never buy HyTop cookies unless you’re going to a church potluck and want to get everybody back for something. 🤢😈
lol

A smashingly good coffee from Burger King this morning. Better than Italy. lol

Sometimes when I’m in a difficult mental state, hearing some Lou Reed is helpful, especially this song that is shown in the screenshot.

My favorite sandwich at Beef Burger (Biff Burger) was the Super Cheese dipped.
It was a really good sandwich, but they fucked it up so many times that I switched to just getting the little cheeseburgers which were called “Biffs with cheese.” They were simple and good and came dipped automatically.
Another thing I liked was that vinegar was always out on the condiment bar for the french fries.
Famous sign in the front window, “if you are drunk, eat somewhere else.”

Any time I’m in a foul mood and want to lash out at things, I think I should just tell some stupid story about my life instead. Here’s one.
It was 1972, so I would have been 13, and I went to see the movie Ben at the Carolina, or maybe it was the Terrace.
When Michael Jackson started singing the title track to Ben, I started to embarrassingly weep right there in the movie theater.
Something snapped, apparently.
~~
Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I’ll never be alone
And you my friend will see
You’ve got a friend in me
Posted in rambling
Big AF Kia plant on the Georgia/Alabama line. There’s another building about this big sitting beside this one. My guess is that it took a buttload of corporate welfare to land this plant out here.

Posted in rage against the machine
This just came out on Blu-ray disc.
Very good horror movie. I was pleased.
“Morgue is a Paraguayan thriller horror film directed and produced by Hugo Cardozo.”
In Spanish with English subtitles.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morgue_(film)
The strange forlorn observation area at GSO airport.
I’m not sure I even knew it had one.


Some of my ham radio (amateur radio) equipment from when I was a teenager in the 1970’s.
I didn’t date in high school, so I had to have an absorbing hobby. I still have a valid license. I’ve been careful to keep it renewed for decades, because it would be big trouble to go back and retake all the exams.
The outdoor shot:
The horizontal antenna is a tri-bander for the 10, 15, and 20-meter amateur bands. I used a cheap Radio Shack “Archer Rotor” to turn it that was meant for small TV antennas, so that array turned around very slowly. It would take several minutes to do a 180, yet that motor never burned out.
The vertical antenna is a fiberglass CB (Citizens Band) antenna for the 11-meter band.
The indoor shot:
The radio in the middle with the low profile is a 23-channel CB. Brand is Craig. It would do more than the legal 23 channels after I modded it. Standing up just to the left of it is an Astatic D-104 “power mike” (lollipop shape) microphone that was the envy of CB’ers. It made you sound BIG on the air.
On the right is a Heathkit HW-101 amateur radio that I built from a kit. It contained 20 vacuum tubes. It was for the 80, 40, 20, 15, and 10-meter ham bands. Like the CB, after I modded it, it would do more than that. To the right of it is a Sure 444-D microphone. Nothing really special about it, but you can see one in the TV show “Superstore” in customer service.
Now you can see what happens to frustrated gay closeted teenagers who don’t know what to do about things and can’t tell anybody. They take up complex weird hobbies.
All this was pre-Internet when conventional instant international communication was reserved for well-heeled companies and the wealthy. I talked all over the world on the ham rig. I’d get up at 5 AM on school days so I could “work the USSR” for two hours before school. The cold war communication problems didn’t apply to amateur radio. Everybody talked where they wanted to when the Earth’s atmosphere would support it.
My parents liked that this hobby kept me off the streets and out of trouble. As far as they knew, it did.
Love is blue · Paul Mauriat
This song came up on my stream tonight. Always a memory triggered.
1968, I was a child, and my mother and I arrived early to downtown Greensboro for shopping.
I think it was Meyer’s Department Store. We arrived a few minutes before opening, but they let us in anyway.
I didn’t know the name of the song playing in the store, but I knew I liked it and it was on the radio a lot. Love is blue · Paul Mauriat.
The music system was turned up loud, I guess to rev up the store and employees for the day. The store was lit up and glittering, the music was roaring. Beautiful. My mom and I both liked it a lot.
Nice for a song to bring her memory back to me. Today marks her birthday.
Posted in rambling
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