Thanks for all your supportive comments on my last post, and for a couple of new interesting blogs to watch. I’ll keep you up to date with my progress or lack thereof.

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I’m curiouser and curiouser about some of you lurkers, especially those of you who watch but don’t write blogs of your own. Who are you? What are you like? Due to the meter on this site (I’m up to four readers now on a good day), I know you are there but other than that, you are very secret friends.

Come on … spread your guts all over the internet; send me a bit about yourselves. I promise I won’t spam you with all the erective dysfunction and git-yer-degry ads I receive. Unless you would like to receive them.

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Sundance’s musical taste is all in his crop. He prefers a good yodel to anything else. He chooses to listen to the entire Swiss nation, Minnie Pearl or Roy Rogers. Which is why we’ve heard a lot of the Sons of the Sons of the Sons of the Pioneers lately.

Which is also why I heard O Bury Me Not On the Lone Prairie yesterday. I guess I thought was a catchy little cowboy ditty to sing whilst you’re out there amongst the cows. But just in case you thought so, too, the evil bastards pay not the slightest bit of attention to the poor guy’s dying wish. Seriously. Shame on you, Roy! I guess that’s the sort of thing you should expect from a man who stuffs his horse. Anyhoo, here’s the final verse:

“O bury me not…” And his voice failed there.
But they took no heed to his dying prayer.
In a narrow grave, just six by three
They buried him there on the lone prairie.

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Shopping hint: There’s no time to lose! Swain’s is having its big Kayak and Women’s Blouses Sale here in Dog Patch. Don’t you just love one stop shopping? Gotta run!