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I often think about the friends I grew up with, wondering where they are and what they’re doing. So, now that I have a presence on the web, I’ll make this public enquire about them, asking them to contact me, for ole time’s sake.
Scott Lewis: Long time friends until junior-high school, where our interersts changed. His dad was a fireman, and he had a sister a couple of years older than us. He had a black and white dog named Lady, I think, who never strayed off their lawn, as if there was a fence blocking her way. They raised chickens once in their basement; I remember Scott telling me about how he chopped a chicken’s head off. He introduced me to french toast when we were about 10: he fried the egg sodden bread in a pound of butter.
Paul Cooper: I think we became friends in Cubs or Scouts, losing touch after high school. He was into cars and motorcycles as he had a knack for mechnical, hands-on activities. I helped his family setup an above ground pool; I remember almost fainting while working on a hot summer day, installing the pool’s lining. We led the Junior High school’s chess club, winning the provincial tournament one year, and maybe two.
Mary-Ellen Kendall: I got to know her through Paul since they went out together. We were in a lot of classes together in high school. For my 18th or 19th birthday she bought me scimpy underwear which I briefly (haha) modeled for her and her friend. While attending university in St. John’s, Newfoundland, she was in town for a few days, so we got together for a night, going to a club or two. I was a shy heel that night (that is, even more so), and regret not being… well, fun.
Carolyn Kendell: Mary-Ellen’s sister, a couple of years younger than me. She went out with my brother. She taught me how to drive a standard shift. She lived with me in Montreal for a few months, in my cramped basement apartment. It was a platonic relationship, unfortunately.
Hope I didn’t forget anyone.
I gave my first official guitar lesson last night (as explained earlier). I planned on being there for around 30 minutes but ended up staying for 90. We spent the first half hour tuning our guitars, when I showed him how to do harmonics, too. We then tackled You Shook Me All Night Along, doing the G, C, and D chords. After his fingers were aching from the AC/DC exercise, I showed him a simple 12-bar blues progression in E, where you strum the two top strings (E and A), using B, C#, and D on the A string, then doing the same for the next two strings (A and D).
Like any guitar beginner, it’ll take time to get used to the finger contortions necessary to play chords, along with learning how to press down on the strings so notes ring clearly.
We’re going to choose some simple songs next; songs that have simple chord progressions but are instantly recognizable.
I like the football-urinal-sieve:
It will make men’s hearts leap and make the women’s league give a loud groan.
“klokicker — the footaball-urinal-sieve” is a green plastic inset for a urinal, with a football goal installed on top.
A football dangles in front of the goal. The accuracy the male guests are capable of is now on the line and they have to “KICK” the ball into the goal.
Bull’s eye! And the ball changes color. A lot of fun for top goal scorers!
It’d be cool if it’d work in a toilet.
Although Bibleman is a “superhero” character, the main thrust of our ministry is and will always be evangelical… Nothing is more precious than the privilege of serving the Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, our commitment is to the infallible Word of God — The Holy Bible.
I wonder if theirincludes these exciting scenes from the bible:
I’m asking for trouble posting this, aren’t I?