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Burn the bacon slooooowly…

Posted: January 5, 2009 by KG4RCP
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This morning as I awakened, I had set the alarm for 0630 in the thoughts that I might attend the 0800 worship service.
I did not.

Midnight at the Oasis

Posted: January 3, 2009 by KG4RCP
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Growing up, I fell in love with that 1973 song.
Performed by Maria Muldaur and written by David Nichtern, the lyric is a classic, and tastefully sensous.
“Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed.
Shadows paintin’ our faces,
Traces of romance in our heads.
Heaven’s holdin’ a half-moon,
Shinin’ just for us.
Let’s slip off to a sand dune, real soon,
And […]

Double Aught Buckshot

Posted: January 1, 2009 by KG4RCP
Filed under: Kevin, Uncategorized, internet, photo, rant, reflection 6 Comments

‘Kevin,’ some may ask me, ‘what have you been doing the last couple of days?’
I’d have to tell them this:

Keep 4 Big Fat Turkeys… and 1,476± Hams

Posted: January 1, 2009 by KG4RCP
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Recently, while perusing the Internet (that’s a nice way to say doing some kind of semi-research) I happened to notice a particular link for Amateur Radio licensees.
Specifically, I was searching for broadcast outlets in the greater Florence, Alabama area (stations which originate in Lauderdale or Colbert county). In case you’re not aware, there are Radio: […]

Halfway ’round the world on Christmas

Posted: December 23, 2008 by KG4RCP
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It’s not a post about Santa Claus, nor defenses for the same.
It’s not a post about “Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,” nor any hokey tune heard during this time of year.
In fact, it’s not about anything but you.
Yes, this post is about YOU!

Fried, Stewed or Nude?

Posted: December 2, 2008 by KG4RCP
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Periodically, I write on a forum in one of my “hometowns.”
For me, a “hometown” is where one spent a good portion (that means ‘years‘ for the non-Southerners reading this) of their life. I have thee, er, three: Prattville, Cullman and Florence, all in Alabama.
I’m reminded of the theme song to the  serial sit-com (you […]

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