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So, let's jam to this.....



Give me a minute to tune up.........
I'll catch up to the rhythm.....
I played this tune every morning for years when I woke up to face a new day.....


I'm sure that I remember the chords....

Scott
 

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I suppose that if one is feeling down, music will prevail.

I will take in a couple of CD's to play tomorrow.

Any suggestions?

Here's some possibilities....

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Not shown here is my collection of Blues on the "Alligator " Label.

Here's a sample.....



However, some might find this type of music to be boring.

And?

Play that funky music White Boy!

I heard this shouted to me years ago as I DJ'd many block parties....
I smiled, pointed to my Friends and played their requests.
Not all were of color, as I had requests for songs like this....
Time were simpler then,....



Reminds me of Bootsy. How about you?



So, ole Scotty was on top of his game to play what was wanted. Dig?

Scotty
 

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I just saw something that turned me inside out. As I was returning from taking the boys to school, I saw a female panhandler standing on the corner of a major intersection “ signing” I’m hungry....... now I don’t know much “signing” but that’s one I know oh to well. I have $5.00 in my pocket I would have given but I was too far away and traffic started moving. Because of the weather here we have panhandlers often......... in some countries I have been to, it’s a job. Story — when I was 5 a man came to our home. We were poor. My mother gave him all the change she was saving in a pickle jar. Well later that day my grandfather was in a car wreck. We went to help him. My mother took me in a bar to ask to use the phone to call a tow truck....... and there sat that man, drinking what was our change away.......... I don’t know......
 

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I just saw something that turned me inside out. As I was returning from taking the boys to school, I saw a female panhandler standing on the corner of a major intersection “ signing” I’m hungry....... now I don’t know much “signing” but that’s one I know oh to well. I have $5.00 in my pocket I would have given but I was too far away and traffic started moving. Because of the weather here we have panhandlers often......... in some countries I have been to, it’s a job. Story — when I was 5 a man came to our home. We were poor. My mother gave him all the change she was saving in a pickle jar. Well later that day my grandfather was in a car wreck. We went to help him. My mother took me in a bar to ask to use the phone to call a tow truck....... and there sat that man, drinking what was our change away.......... I don’t know......
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Get em panhandlin here too ,in the summer.
There was a group of females (look out ,they can be sleuths) that studied one guy.
He had a decent van he returned to and more food than a pet raccoon...

Time was ,a bum only wanted a hand out.
A ho-boy or hobo would do something for it. Cut wood ,clean some windows ect..

If a guy needed money I have work. But most are not looking for work but rather are on the bum and only want money for nothing.
Nothing wrong with helping some one who is down ,but knowing they are really down is different than being conned.

I covered an old gals tab who is a regular at a nearby greasy spoon without her knowing. Something I do for elderly folks at times.
Her tab was a little over 3 bucks. Folks ,that's frugal, but such is life for more than a few.

Inflation vs a "fixed" income makes for thin gravy if one lives very long on a meager income and with a limited ,if any investment portfolio. I know that tune...



I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world below
There is no toil, no sick, no danger
In that fair land, to which I go
I'm going home to see my mother
I'm going home, no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

I know dark clouds will hover o'er me
I know my pathways rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more will weep
I'm going home to see my father
I'm going home, no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home



Bill Monroe - Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics
 

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2GF,

I'm with you I feel sympathy for those less fortunate, the trouble is you don't know who are the legit ones and which ones are just con artists trying to get a free ride.
 

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Beer bottle : you break me you get 1 year bad luck

Mirror: you kidding me? you break me you get 7 years bad luck

Condom: haha laughs and walks away
 

A man is bragging about his new hearing aid. "It's the best I've ever had," he says. "It cost $3,000."

His friend asks, "What kind is it?"

He says, "Half past four!"
 

Now this is my Uncle Bill....... keep posting anything about food!!! II enjoy those posts from you Uncle Bill!!
 

Does anybody here fly drones? I’m interested for videos. Looking for beginners info. Thanks in advance
 

Well Uncle Bill I’m about to give up making plans. 16 y/o going with his girlfriend to a football game. My wife had yet another procedure this morning. It’s bladder related. She hasn’t moved out of the bed since coming home. So it looks like the 12 y/o and I......
 

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