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RE: Some good...."non-trumpeting" music :)
I heard Anthony Roth Constanza, countertenor, on NPR today. Fantastic voice.
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RE: Some good...."non-trumpeting" music :)
Here is a great classic with a touching story to go along with it. I wish that I came up with a concept, or form of communication like this while my father was still alive.
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Willie “The Horn” Nelson, “The Other Willie”
I stumbled across the below article and video today. I thought that some of the group might find it interesting.
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RE: How about a "Random Meaningless Image...let's see them string"?
@J-Jericho said in How about a "Random Meaningless Image...let's see them string"?:
Very rare!
Here’s another one.
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RE: Some good...."non-trumpeting" music :)
Tobylou,
With the combination of Prince, Funk, Soul, and Muzak, you must have been one “wild and crazy guy” back in the day. The 1970’s Mall Muzak, however, made me cringe and reach for my emergency supply of Prozac. I suppressed those memories in the deep dark corners of my brain until you brought them back to the surface with your post. There is an interesting history to Muzak in general, including Mall Muzak. Here it is:
https://blog.dropbox.com/topics/work-culture/fitter--happier--more-productive--the-odd-history-of--productivi -
RE: How about a "Random Meaningless Image...let's see them string"?
Getting ready to celebrate Thanksgiving.
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RE: A little humour
Tony had just finished reading a new book titled, “You Can Be The Man of Your House”.
He stormed to his wife in the kitchen and announced: “From now on, you need to know that I am the man of this house and my word is law. You will prepare me a gourmet meal tonight, and when I’m finished eating my meal, you will serve me a delicious dessert. After dinner, you are going to go upstairs with me and make love the way that I want. Then, you are going to draw me a bath so I can relax. You will wash my back and towel me dry and bring me my robe. Then, you will massage my feet and hands. Then tomorrow, just take a wild guess who’s going to dress me and comb my hair?”
Without skipping a beat his wife answered: “The funeral director would be my first guess.”