Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.
Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.
And I'm not talking about scary lab results you receive after a doctor visit. No siree. I'm talking about Labrador retrievers and the people that own them. Especially if the people are crazy enough to have more than one Lab dog.
In fact, I think that in the veterinary profession Lab owners occupy a revered status as clients. Welcome to book appointments at a moment's notice we Lab owners are treated with deference and respect. This is because over and above our routine veterinary care we're bound to show-up, unannounced, at any time of year with a sprain, strain, laceration, dangerous ingestion, parasitic infestation, ear infection, or the simple diarrhea as a consequence of some disgusting thing the dog found in the woods and gleefully scarfed. Throw-in an auto-immune disorder or a canine angular limb deformity you will quickly get the idea that Lab owners have likely floated many a clinic and possibly a few boats. We are insufferable lovers of the breed and our credit is good. We are the frequent fliers of veterinary practices.
I've always loved this folksong.
Turn-up the volume for this cover of the late 1950s tune - Long Black Veil.
Thursday, November 15th
Saint Peter stood at the Pearly Gates of Heaven as three men stood in line waiting to enter.
Crank-up the volume on your workstation PC for this toe-tapping classic.
The Grateful Dead and Sugar Magnolia!
After a shooting spree, they always want to take the guns away from the people who didn't do it. I sure as hell wouldn't want to live in a society where the only people allowed guns are the police and the military.
-William S. Burroughs
Start your weekend with this toe-tapping gem from Uncle Tupelo.
Anybody that tells you winter bow hunting isn't any fun doesn't know what they're talking about.
It probably helps that I'm one of the rare types that actually relishes the thought of being outdoors in the cold and snow.
The staff here at Gas Pains wants to wish all 82 of our readers a very, merry Christmas.
While we don't celebrate Hanuakkah or Kwanzaa - happy those too!
It's the start of the last weekend of 2012. If you like Uncle Tupelo. You're also going to like this number from Son Volt.
Tear Stained Eye...
For the last several months or so we local bloggers on the Tosa homepage have been battling a bad case of the crud. All you have to do is read the comments.
Yes, just like a pernicious case of jock itch or athlete's foot all you have to do is share your credit card with the sweaty, slave laborer from Putian City, Fujian Provincial Network Of Unicom and he will send my friend Christine McLaughlin a Sinful short_t-shirt_woman $16 direct from http://www.famalegoods.net/