Fritters are nasty and who thought it would be a good idea to put cooked corn into a doughnut in the first place?
I stand in kernel-free (as opposed to colonel-free) solidarity with Nutty on this.
I have to agree.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Fritters are nasty and who thought it would be a good idea to put cooked corn into a doughnut in the first place?
I stand in kernel-free (as opposed to colonel-free) solidarity with Nutty on this.
I have to agree.
Fritters are nasty and who thought it would be a good idea to put cooked corn into a doughnut in the first place?
I would never put corn into a doughnut. Apple fritters, however, are nummy goodness.
Stravinsky's "Firebird"
God, but what a gorgeous piece. Particularly the finale.
God, but what a gorgeous piece. Particularly the finale.
Isn't it amazing? Playing it was such an incredible rush. I absolutely adored performing it.
Playing it was such an incredible rush.
I can believe that, considering that just *listening* to it makes me feel like I'm soaring.
I'm pretty sure I don't remember this one from any nostalgic seafaring yarns I've read. Are you sure he's really in the Navy?
I'm certain he's not, actually. He's a marine diesel engineer in the private sector, working in the guts of cargo ships, which keeps him gone for most of the year.
I think, though my sample size of guys on large boats is two (brother and FiL), that "stupid asshole head engineer" is actually the technically term for that position.
Stravinsky's "Firebird"
God, but what a gorgeous piece. Particularly the finale.
I love it too, but mostly the Skynyrd version.
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I would really like to listen to it again now.
All kidding aside, one of the odd things about having played an interior voice in an orchestra for so many years is that I have very little consciousness of what the pieces sound like as a whole. Even when I hear a classical performance live, I'm always straining to hear the elusive middle notes.
one of the odd things about having played an interior voice in an orchestra for so many years is that I have very little consciousness of what the pieces sound like as a whole.
My thing is that since the chorus always sits behind the orchestra, my sense of the balance is completely out of whack. I always hear way more of the brass and much less of the strings.
On a related note to un/mispronounceable cities and towns, a few of my favorite goofily named American cities:
Pugwash, Nova Scotia
Bug Tussle, TX
Cheesquake, NJ
Downers, VT
Humptulips, WA
Ojo Caliente (Hot eye?), MX
Lizard Lick, NC
Grosse Tete, LA
Sopchoppy, FL
Toad Suck, AK
Monkey's Eyebrow, KY
Chicken Bristle, IL
Gnaw Bone, IN
Knockemstiff, OH
Bunny Run, MI
Scalp Level, PA
Lickskillet, OH