The Shaggs-Best..Band..EVAHR!!

This week’s musical journey take us back to the little town of Fremont, New Hampshire, circa 1968. Actually, I don’t even know if Fremont is little or not, it just sounded better when I typed it out.
They actually have an interesting story. The girls were homeschooled because their dad wanted them to spend most of their time working on their music thanks to their good ole, fortune telling grandma who predicted they’d form a popular music group. I think I get such a kick out of this album because they’re kids, they’re innocent, and it’s totally better than anything I can do. I may have purchased this LP for Merv one year on his birthday.

Also, here’s some memes…

Happy Thursday!! May your day kick butt!!

You Can Check Out, But You Can Never Meme

Didn’t see this coming, didja?

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Psychomeme

It’s crazy out there, EMBRACE THE SUCK!

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MMM 370: Spring returns

It’s back in the 60s here and still raining.

She looks ready for some new fighting game I won’t play.

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MMM 369: I’m sick

I need to detox or catch up on sleep or something.  Been sick off and on for a couple of weeks and haven’t been to the gym in going on 2 months, just haven’t felt up to it.

So clearly, these aren’t working.

Pretty smile.

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Science Tuesday – Nasal Nutrition

Knowledge does a body good.

Part One (in a developing lecture series): Boogers & You

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MMM 332: dismantled apple tree

About 2/3rds of it is onto the burn pile already, with some of the leafy bits still on a tarp in the front yard waiting to be hauled out back.  Couldn’t put a ton of time into it yesterday without getting pretty wiped out, I cut it down and then hauled for about 2 hours total.  90+ degrees both days I worked on it, and I managed to sunburn my back when I was hauling.

Ugh, the Smith machine.

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Almost time to Whistle -POS Groundhog Style

Marmota monax – a pig by any other name is still your mom.

aka: woodchuck, whistle-pig, or land-beaver (heh)

How many names does she have, one might ask.

So, it’s almost time for the best non-holiday holiday of the year. We’ve been cooped up in our wintry nests long enough that it seems reasonable for us to rely on a rodent to scry  our future – whatevs; the little  beast prolly can’t be any worse at it than the local weather man/woman/person/Akava’ine/ Bakla/Bissu/ Calabai/Fa’afafine/ Fakaleiti/ Hijra/ Kathoey/ Khanith/ Koekchuch/ Māhū Maknyah/ Mukhannathun/ Muxe/ Sworn virgin/ Takatāpui/ Travesti/ Two-Spirit/ Winkte…. you get the point.

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