Originally Posted by flintlocke
Now that you mention CCR...how the hell ? did those clowns somehow come to 'represent' the Nam era grunts...supposedly. Down at the local bar, every once in a while, some well meaning but ignorant younger person will punch in Fortunate Son or similar bullshit, and holler, 'this one's for you old man'. Since it's meant well, I just grin and wave, while swallowing little pukelets. On the other hand , why does a bar have that schidt on the jukebox? Well, it's the only bar in 30 miles I suppose.



"the only bar in 30 miles" That elevates it to Great Bar status. My wife groans when I can't drive

past some crappy little crossroads bar in the middle of nowhere. In Utah it can be a rare and entertaining experience. A winter Saturday night just outside the city limits of Kanab is like the bar scene in Starwars.


mike r


Don't wish it were easier
Wish you were better

Stab them in the taint, you can't put a tourniquet on that.
Craig Douglas ECQC