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I do it a fair amount.

I say, "You know <insert name>, nobody stamps on a burning bag of shit anymore".

I laugh. They are a bit confused and then laugh.

If they ROFL laugh and wanna high five ... Hip Fan.

this is weird, but I saw a "garbage bag tree" this morning after hearing the news - whenever I see one, I think of him and The Hip

senrab Wrote:this is weird, but I saw a "garbage bag tree" this morning after hearing the news - whenever I see one, I think of him and The Hip

Me too. Absolutely every time.

I don't drop this reference all the time, but I think of it every morning in my office.
Sun came up, shot through the blinds.

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Clean and Scrub Union -- seem to work that into conversation about once a month.

Thinkin' bout drinkin'

Singing, "Holy fucking shit."

gsmacleod Wrote:Singing, "Holy fucking shit."

I know you've said that one before recently, but gaddamn I love that one too. Any chance you know which Eldorado that's from?

tired as fuck

Take a look at this photograph

Like it's the end of rent a movie weather?

What the heck is rent a movie?

Although Gord sang often of my hometown, the folks in that town that I knew that knew of his band knew of his band because of me. So I got alot of sad texts this week (and yes, I'm doing a bit of inevitability there)

Solitary moment on the banks of the Long Island Sound yesterday, looking at the beautiful blue, water and sky, listening to the hip, recalling all the great times I was fortunate to see them.

Then I turned the page in the local paper, and see Gord's obit, and had a very sad long and solitary moment. Lots of wonderful words recalling a terrific career.

After a while, I realize, Really, American media, you couldn't recognize this man's talent while he was with us?

Lerxst1991 Wrote:After a while, I realize, Really, American media, you couldn't recognize this man's talent while he was with us?

We're a pretty self-absorbed country. The kids didn't get it. I grew up near the border and I got it, every single word and note. Too bad for everyone else.

maybe a prostitute could teach you how to take a compliment...
I get a lot of blank stares when I say this.

Without fail, and whether I’m alone or not, whenever I see the moon in the daylight sky I sing out loud while pointing:

“The Sun's a lightbulb...and the Moon is a mirror
There are times when you can see both the bulb and the mirror”

“We know, dad!” - my annoyed children, every time