You cannot have RocktOber without this particular ditty. (My favorite version, after Physical Graffiti, of course...)
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The chronicles of Hawaii transplants in Oregon. This is my blog- the names have been changed to protect the innocent and the mokes. Howzit!
About Me
- NonVegan
- Relocated from cubeville in paradise to a horse property deep in deepest, darkest Oregon. Nerd, Network and Unix Systems admin for hire. Can play the blues.
Links and Blogs and Stuff
- The Tasty Island
- Daring Fireball
- Rands In Repose
- The Choi's Online
- Oregon Blogs at orblogs
- Anthony Bourdain
- Society for the Appreciation of the lowly Tinned Sardine
- In Praise of Sardines
- Waiter Rant
- Portland is Awesome
- One Year With A Ferrari
- Geek. Farm. Life.
- Yamhill.TV
- Mossback Farm. Yamhill, Oregon
Blog Archive
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2008
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October
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- The End of RocktOber
- Cliche'
- Yesterday Over The Net
- We Go Grind!
- Your Weather Forecast For Today
- It's A long Way To The Top
- 10/13/08
- The Book of RocktOber; chapters AC to DC
- All I Smell Is Raw Power And Speed
- StarBux.
- The Horse Radish: Carlton, Oregon.
- RocktOber: Part the Thoid.
- RocktOberfication.
- CERN Grid Computer Launch
- Follow Up. The DMV
- Report from Forward Operations Base: Yamhill Freedom
- Rocktober
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