The Horse Radish: Carlton, Oregon.

As you may know, i work from home. Lots of typing. It was suggested that we visit the Horse Radish in Carlton as they have "Open Mic Night" on Wednesdays, and it might cure me of my occasional bouts of cabin fever.


Guess what we did last night? Here is the short review...

The food:

Any place, and i mean any place that serves Humboldt Fog cheese rocks mightily. Period.
She ordered the small tasting platter that included that particular goat delight, as well as Sopressata, peppers, and their handmade bread. Winnaz.

The Drinks:

Good Selection of beer, i did not try the wine, even though it is a Wine and Cheese Bar.

The Music:



You know, there is never enough Judas Priest...what you gonna do?



i can review myself: couldn't hear ( no monitors ) wasn't playing my primary instrument- i had my little acoustic instead ( that's right, there is no pickup on the guitar. it was mic'ed. Open Mic Night , remember ? )

As i lay my butchery of "Crossroads" and "Tush" to the unaware citizenry of Carlton, it dawned on me i was having fun. You betcha.

Will we go again? Of course.


The Horse Radish

RocktOber: Part the Thoid.

You cannot have RocktOber without this particular ditty. (My favorite version, after Physical Graffiti, of course...)

RocktOberfication.

Lemmy. Nuff Said.

CERN Grid Computer Launch

For you CompuNerds, Alpha-Geeks, KeyBoard Cowboys, Router Jockeys and UberDoinks; an interesting article on the largest distributed (grid) computing system in the WORLD. It's designed to crunch data for the LHC (Large Hadron Collider),the biggest particle accelerator ever constructed.

Article Here

Follow Up. The DMV

That's how we roll, bitches. McMinvilleizzle. You may now go back to your Questing, Mudding, IM'ing, chatting, IRC'ing, torrenting, blogging, Cloud, Gopher, Archie , Veronica, and RSS fed Internets.

Interestingly enough, being somewhat familiar with WWII era aircraft, my number stands out. A bit.

Report from Forward Operations Base: Yamhill Freedom

1746: HRS PST.

Rain? Check.
Cold ?Check.
Dark? Check.

Where are we again? Oh yeah.

Internet? Check.
Trees? Check.
Czech? Check.
Cheque? Check.

Rocktober

Another month passes and we take time to remember that we want our guitars to sound like giant alien monsters from Proxima Centauri. For your Interneting pleasure- the original, the first ,the only guitar hero: Jimi Hendrix

Killing Floor


Wild Thing



Voodoo Chile (BBC- The Lulu Show 1969)