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That Night On The Marge Of Lake Lebarge, I Posted An ONT
Look at this picture from an abandoned mine. A lifetime of video games tells me that there has to be loot down at the bottom there. Gold, maybe, or epic gear. What do y'all think?
Anniversary
This week is, more or less, my 4 year anniversary of doing ONTs on a weekly basis. How do I know? I came across this bit of drek earlier.
Not going to lie, I like New York. Or rather, I liked the New York that Rudy created. It was safe, vibrant and alive. I wouldn't have wanted to live there, God no, but it was a great weekend destination. Broadway shows, delicious restaurants on every block, museums, street performers, culture, history....all only a couple-three hour drive away. I'll miss it, and even though I will shortly be 2000 miles away, it just seems a shame that what I remembered so fondly isn't going to be there anymore. I would have gone back, occasionally, and counted it a treat. Now I guess I won't.
On last Saturday's ONT Buck Throckmorton mentioned Robert W. Service's The Cremation of Sam McGee, which has long been one of my favorite poems. Here's a pretty good rendition of it:
Note: Redtube is a porn site. This type of misdirection is called, in internet lingo, a “lemon party”. It means...ah, hell, I don't have time to explain. Just Google it.*
*FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY, DO NOT GOOGLE IT!