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« Reply #165 on: February 24, 2011, 07:00:18 pm » |
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It's a little stale, the scenario of killer-in-cornfield. But my brain has now associated the SUniverse with the pumpkin patch here in the middle of nowhere, where we take our kids to ride tractor-pulled hay wagons into fields of gourds. These fields are flanked by a corn field (the amazing maze of maize, no I'm not kidding) and woods, and fronted by a big red barn. In this (150-yr-old) barn, we complete the autumn ritual with hot apple cider and cider donuts.
Y'know, I don't normally hanker after autumn in February, as that would skip summer. But, for the team, I'd be willing to reconsider.
**Yes, MG, your research is excellent, right down to your taste-projection!**
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« Reply #166 on: February 24, 2011, 07:16:24 pm » |
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It's a little stale, the scenario of killer-in-cornfield. But my brain has now associated the SUniverse with the pumpkin patch here in the middle of nowhere, where we take our kids to ride tractor-pulled hay wagons into fields of gourds. These fields are flanked by a corn field (the amazing maze of maize, no I'm not kidding) and woods, and fronted by a big red barn. In this (150-yr-old) barn, we complete the autumn ritual with hot apple cider and cider donuts.
Y'know, I don't normally hanker after autumn in February, as that would skip summer. But, for the team, I'd be willing to reconsider.
**Yes, MG, your research is excellent, right down to your taste-projection!**
Uncle John's Cider Mill, by any chance? |
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« Reply #167 on: February 25, 2011, 09:57:11 am » |
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"Uncle" (or possibly "Aunt") anything = setup for serial killer story. Ahem. Sorry. Just, you know, tainting some perfectly good family fun for ya, there. No extra charge.  |
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« Reply #168 on: February 25, 2011, 03:36:23 pm » |
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Uncle John's Band.
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« Reply #169 on: February 25, 2011, 06:54:57 pm » |
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Uncle John's Band.
Auntie Mame? |
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« Reply #170 on: February 25, 2011, 08:06:41 pm » |
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Uncle John's Band.
Auntie Mame? Well, she *did* get widowed kind of a lot.... |
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« Reply #171 on: February 26, 2011, 10:32:45 am » |
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Uncle John's Band.
Collaboration between Robert Hunter, Jerry Garcia, and Arthur Conan Doyle: "Uncle John's Speckled Band." |
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« Reply #172 on: February 26, 2011, 02:59:06 pm » |
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Uncle John's Band.
Aunt Jemima? |
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« Reply #173 on: February 26, 2011, 04:48:26 pm » |
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CJ: we are SO far north of Uncle John's-- the aforementioned farm of our fall frolicks (snicker) is better than five hours from there.*
*thanks to recent excursions south, though, I do know where to find said cider site!
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« Reply #174 on: February 26, 2011, 04:52:09 pm » |
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I have had my moment of blurring the fourth wall. Found myself evaluating the feasibility of "filming" the show right here in Nowhere. <sigh>
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« Reply #175 on: February 26, 2011, 04:56:58 pm » |
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And on a completely unrelated topic but somehow not unrelated at all- my uncle Jon was in a band when I was a kid, and I was definitely confused for a while. And, in his colorful life history (which includes an arrest for sneaking onto a military base *and* working on secret super computers, as impossible as that sounds) he reminds me in a way of Uncle Duke.
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« Reply #176 on: February 26, 2011, 05:39:49 pm » |
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« Reply #177 on: February 26, 2011, 08:02:43 pm » |
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Auntie Em!
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« Reply #178 on: February 26, 2011, 09:07:37 pm » |
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It's a little stale, the scenario of killer-in-cornfield. But my brain has now associated the SUniverse with the pumpkin patch here in the middle of nowhere, where we take our kids to ride tractor-pulled hay wagons into fields of gourds. These fields are flanked by a corn field (the amazing maze of maize, no I'm not kidding) and woods, and fronted by a big red barn. In this (150-yr-old) barn, we complete the autumn ritual with hot apple cider and cider donuts.
Y'know, I don't normally hanker after autumn in February, as that would skip summer. But, for the team, I'd be willing to reconsider.
**Yes, MG, your research is excellent, right down to your taste-projection!**
Uncle John's Cider Mill, by any chance? Uncle John's is the best. My church youth group used to go there every fall.  Their cider is to die for. |
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« Reply #179 on: February 26, 2011, 11:39:19 pm » |
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