Thursday, July 25, 2002

From Yahoo! News...

Beer train takes the strain
Wed Jul 24,11:18 PM ET

TOKYO (Reuters) - Summertime commuting in Japan in high heat and humidity and huge crowds can be particularly stressful, but one train company has found a way to help its passengers relax.

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Customers who book a seat on Fuji Kyuko's Friday night beer run can sit back and spend a two-hour trip being served as much locally brewed beer as they can drink.

The beer train plies a route near Mount Fuji, some 100 km (60 miles) southwest of Tokyo, normally used by businesspeople and students.

"People are enjoying it so much, it is almost completely booked up throughout August," said Naotaka Nishiyama, a spokesman for the company.

However, beer-drinking passengers should take advantage of stops at stations along the route because the train has no toilets.


Earl Bishop of San Antonio, TX will be releasing his new CD in the very near future. His first CD titled Chasing down a Dream contains all original material. It was recorded at Free Spirit Studio in Dallas, Texas and produced by Stephen Pointer. The CD has a relatively simple sound, including vocals, rythm & lead guitar, harmonica, bass, and drums. The tracks they've used does a great job of bringing the talent of Earl'
s songwriting to the surface, and the musicians fill the sound, but the lyrics are what you really catch.

Earl's writing style is a great blend of the current Texas country styles. The first track, Taking Life Slow, rolls off with a traveling drum beat and pulls you into the lyrics about a job that's keeping him down, when his heart and mind are far off in another world. The refences to Central America really make you think about what you're doing, and makes me want to keep my mind open, go where the wind blows. Britton Park is a reminicent song from the highschool friends, drinking Jack, and how some people just don't ever get out of town.

I've always heard that you write best about what you know about, and Earl proves that with the drinking song.

Man this sucks. My review, not the CD. The CD's great, it's fun, it's deep it's good music, it's cool stuff. I'm going to try this again later when I'm in the mood to write something that doesn't sound like it should be in a high school paper. My opinion must do this CD justice, it's darn good.

Wednesday, July 24, 2002

i remember when i got beat up by a bully one time my mom told me "one day he'll do this to the wrong person." that's what happend in this case... click on the link below and then the "images from the scene" link...

summary... people get in a "road rage" argument. the sensible guy rolls up his window, the other guy punches his window out. guy in the car shoots the other guy four times. no charges were pressed.

i think this is a great example of how the conceal and carry law works... you have the right to defend yourself, and that's what happend. don't you think you'll think about this next time you're going to take out your anger on a non deserving stranger?

remember a while back when we were talking about the next big disease? you think maybe it's the west nile virus?

i think i'm goint to start planning West Nile Aid, and all the proceeds minus paying the artists, promotions, equipment rental, etc, will go to a fund that will create awareness of the west nile virus everytime i check my bank account.

check your local tv listings for a list of performers!

link to AP news story about couple blowing up their house with a bug bomb... i bet the roaches lived.

Tuesday, July 23, 2002

there's a link to a site that has the final meals of executed inmates in tx. most of them are fried chicked, but htere's a couple that are just kinda weird, like one guy who got a bag of assorted flavor jolly ranchers. i guess he assumed that he's have the opportunity to finish his meal and his execution would be posponed about 3 weeks so he could finish them.

Monday, July 22, 2002

I guess absentmindedly I had taken my wedding ring off earlier when I wasn't thinking about it because i never take it off... I looked at my finger and was suprised/shocked and immediately assumed I lost it yesterday when i was washing paint off my hands. Probably down in the drain somewhere. But, i stood up, and clink bliing bling clink it had somehow fallen off and was in my lap. So, I picked it up and put it back on. Then I got to thinking... In the way I think at 2 million miles and hour, i was sure absolutely positive i had lost it and it was gone. I'd have to go to the jewelry store and buy a new one, probably about $300 I'd have to shell out. but now I'm thinking, I just saved myself $300 in less than a minute! How cool is that? So, I've pretty much got $300 burning a hole in my pocket, and I'm going to have to spend at least some of it since I've done such a good job of saving money. I think it was Benjamin Franklin that said a penny saved is a penny earned, so I've managed to do that about 30,000 times in less than five minutes.

I think I'll go get a new fly rod, maybe some new stuff from the bookstore.

I found something around the house I can do without screwing up... painting! I painted the baby's room yesterday, and i was successful. nothing was destroyed, no one had to be called to finish it, and Adam and I managed to drink about 18 beers. that's the way to spend a weekend afternoon.


OK, I don't have a name for this right now, and it's not done. I'm starting to veer away
from the traditional "country" writing... I guess I've been away from Stephenville too long.
But don't worry, the next CD is going to be along the same lines of the first (but better quality).

One time I caught a fish
with penatonic scales.
It swam in the sea in the key of G
as far as i could tell.
It said thanks for the spinner bait,
An my bass boat's pretty cool,
But won't you throw me back there boy,
I'm swimming late for school.

Parallel minds, parallel times,
Stop and smeel the flowers,
Stop and read the signs,
You live your life, Let me live mine,
parallel times, parallel minds.

Fictional facts and factual fiction.
Being clean kinda sucks,
But it beats drug adiction.
People give me advice,
But I never listen,
It's all fictional facts, and factual fiction.

Parallel minds, parallel times,
Stop and smeel the flowers,
Stop and read the signs,
You live your life, Let me live mine,
parallel times, parallel minds.