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Grateful Dead - Brown-eyed Women

Nov. 23rd, 2008 | 01:10 am

One of my all-time favorite Dead songs:

Gone are the days when the ox fall down,
Take up the yoke and plow the fields around.
Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please,
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me."

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.

1929 when he stepped to the bar, drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar.
1930 when the wall caved in, he made his way selling red-eyed gin.

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.

Delilah Jones was the mother of twins,
Two times over and the rest were sins.
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad,
Didn't get the lickin's that the other ones had.

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.

Tumble down shack in Big Foot county.
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in.
Delilah Jones went to meet her God,
And the old man never was the same again.

Daddy made whiskey and he made it well.
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell.
I cut hick'ry just to fire the still,
Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill.

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.

Gone are the days when the ox fall down,
Take up the yoke and plow the fields around.
Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please,
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me."

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,

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tweet

Nov. 18th, 2008 | 12:52 pm

Come on, folks. We all know LJ is _sooooooo_ 2002 and all the cool kids are using Twitter these days.

There is something to be said for the 160 character limit, brevity and all that.

I am at http://twitter.com/jonathanbenari.

Get twitty wit it!

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brilliant!

Nov. 18th, 2008 | 01:36 am



from Neatorama

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playing the banjo while undergoing brain surgery

Oct. 20th, 2008 | 05:45 pm

For the few folks out there who don't read boingboing...

Banjo player Eddie Adcock recently had surgery to repair a tremor in his right hand. To be sure that the surgery worked, they kept him awake during the surgery - and had him play the banjo. Video of a bit of it here.

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Mad Men

Oct. 15th, 2008 | 12:45 am

just getting into this show. really well done, high production values. character development I remain undecided about. no spoilers please, just on episode 6 of the first season.



in this episode, approximately ~37 minutes in, Joan (the smokin redhead) says "Well, you know what they say, the medium is the message."

The episode takes place in 1961. Marshall McLuhan wouldn't write "Understanding Media", the source of the "medium is the message" meme, for another three years, in 1964.

*small spasm of fanboy glee*

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cubicle fail!

Aug. 26th, 2008 | 10:11 pm



So, it turns out a third of my desk was attached to the cube wall with only one screw. Was mucking about under there this evening, the above is the result.

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Cooking, the next step!

Aug. 12th, 2008 | 05:30 pm

Converting Vegetarians.

This _is_ the time of the revolution.

Interesting explanation of why the whole 'raw food movement' is a foolish idea...

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back to my back to my back to my mac

Aug. 5th, 2008 | 12:28 am

I didn't know this but apparently you can recurse VNC sessions, as seen here:

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Brass Tax tonight @ Amnesia

Aug. 1st, 2008 | 12:12 pm

We don't know much, but we know this has been one long-ass week. And
when we here at Brass Tax have a long week, we like to turn to our
favorite comfort foods. Comfort food means a lot of things to different
people. For some, it's chicken & waffles. For others, it's a steaming
bowl of pho. For a lot of peeps, it's gotta be mom's chicken noodle
soup. For our vegan friends, it might be...I don't know, lettuce and
raisins?

But for us, comfort food means something way more demented. (You are
surprised?) We're talking plates piled high with DingDongs. The
sloppiest of Sloppy JoeJoes. Mountains of Franks 'n' Beans.* And
sometimes, a special treat of Kapt'n Crunch. And that happens to be our
lineup for Amnesia tonight! So come on down and grab yourself a plate.
You might want to tuck a napkin under your chin, cuz things could get
messy.

*It should be noted at this point that Ernie Trevino's DJ name shall
henceforth be Franks 'n' Beans, for reasons we are not at liberty to
divulge. Also Lil' Bear Hat has been transformed into Sloppy JoeJoe.
Will it stick? Let's find out!

*************************
Brass Tax @ Amnesia
Friday 08.01.08, 10pm-2am
853 Valencia at 19th/20th, SF
Residents: Sloppy JoeJoe, Franks 'n' Beans
and DingDong
Special Guest: Kapt'n Kirk (Space Cowboys)
Thumpin' Brass Tax Sound
$5 cover
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compilation frustration

Aug. 1st, 2008 | 01:07 am

Seriously, compilers are for chumps. This is the future, goddamnit; computers are supposed to be powerful enough to let us write even the most complex of applications in an interpreted language. ProTools should be written entirely in Javascript so it can run on my 3G iPhone.

:-p

My latest foray into buildmastery is exhilarating and frustrating in equal measure.
I inherited a wacky, byzantine build system, not necessarily well-documented. We have a tight deadline, a customer who we have already been late on a deliverable for once, and no senior engineer leading the project I have to build. In other circumstances this might be serious stress, but after the morale-boosting sight of my old boss walking out of the office for the last time earlier this week, I've been invigorated. I've inherited a whole lot of messed up systems and need to get them up and working fast. Fuck yeah! Bring it on.

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