As the WHO would have said "we won't be fooled again", Gregg-B-Gone in the new pump spray bottle only $9.95. And if you order now Donnah will include Wednesday pics of Skydog absolutly free! Nice wallpaper, I might just give up my dancing mushrooms for a while.

Thanks Donnah....this will help with these rainy day(s) blues we've had up here in Atlanta for about 3 weeks. You are the best!

Wail on, Skydog!

And if you use the Magic Password when ordering, you'll get the Wednesday pic of your choice in a handsome frame in any of four decorator colors. Plus you'll get a 10% discount on your next GBG purchase and be registered to win the No Money Down Cadillac in a random drawing!
The passowrd is...
*leans forward, whispers like the sound of the swamp flowers blowin' in the wind*
Birthday.

Who needs Billy Mayes...we got Mike, Willard, Ben, Paco and Csason for spokesmen. And then of course we have Lisa, Starla and Shiela for our spokeswomen. That is a matter of personal taste, spokesmen or women. We could get a can or bottle of GBG in every household in America, Donnah would get rich beyond her wildest dreams. Everybody needs this stuff! It's great! No, wait just a cotton pickin' minute.....Donnah might decide she wouldn't want to mess with our Wednesday Pics! Oh the horror.......nevermind on the national marketing campaign. Let's just keep things just the way they are.;)

Wail on, everybody!

Starla's password is: Bob Dylan. I heard a story about him this morning on account of his birthday - something about him building on to his mansion & providing porta potties that were stinkin' up the neighborhood. People complained & called the cops. Talk about "blowin' in the wind." ewww.

I love your last post there Cindy. Classic. It's funny how you changed your mind during the whole thing. Aww screw it! lol. Besides there are actually people who will protest the GBG & possibly burn our houses down. Then we'd have to invent PWLGAWBOHDBG (People Who Love Gregg And Will Burn Our Houses Down Be Gone).

I always wonder how Gregg feels when he sings those lyrics in Cross To Bear "I have not come...to testify" I'm sure you all know what I mean. Doh. Maybe I shouldn't have said that, but oh well.

Bob Dylan? Ewwww.
Lisa, you didn't mention the fact that the new "People Who Love Gregg etc." spray comes in a lovely Liquid Smoke scent. Yum yum.

Liquid Smoke scent. Bwah! Good one Starla.

Were you even talking about Bob Dylan? Is it even his birthday?! I thought that's who you meant since you mentioned "blowin' in the wind" & "birthday" so I thought that's why they were even talking about the dude today on the radio. Now I'm gaggin' at my own self. F*ck Bob Dylan though. Seriously.

Okay, now that I've pissed off all the Gregg Allman & Bob Dylan fans out there...These 2 purple headed mexican lesbians walk into a bar...

Alright, before somebody wants to invent some LBG, I'll leave quietly now.

Nah, come sit next to me and we'll swap offensive jokes all night long. There's safety in numbers, you know?

Awesome Starla. I'm with ya. Let's K some A!

Can I start off by pissing off Chicago Cubs fans? (hopefully there aren't many of them here in Cracker Land. But if there are, eh) Anyway, I'm a huge STL Cardinals fan so here it goes:

Q: What do Michael Jackson and the Chicago Cubs have in common?

A: They both wear one glove for no apparent reason.

Here's another one:

Well, at least the Cubs are trying.

They installed a new pitching machine the other day.

Unfortunately it beat them 4-1.

lol. Burn Cubbies! *wrings hands & cackles*

Well, at least they're clean jokes anyway.

*snickers*
Okay, these ones were told to me by a blind guy, so I am officially absolved of all repercussions for repeating them:
1. What did Ray Charles say when somebody gave him a cheese grater as a present?
Answer: "Man, this is the most violent book I ever read in my life!"
2. Blind guy walks into a bar with his Seeing Eye dog. Once they get inside the guy picks the dog up by the tail and whirls it around his head several times. Everybody is all shocked and excited and the bartender yells "Hey, what the hell you think you're doing?!"
Blind guy says casually: "Oh, just lookin' around is all."

Screw the Chicago Cubs! My son, the Chef lived in Chitown for a couple of years. He was a Sox fan and said that Cub fans were the worst of the worst. And that stadium they have is the pits! In the middle of town and looks like a dump. (We visited one summer when Florida was on fire, other wise we never would have "gone north"). He lived in Oregon and loved it.(I think it had to do with the easily obtained Mary Jane)! We never got out there....too bad for us.I better get out of here before I get Lisa & Starla stoned and we start telling off color jokes to the passerbys.

Oh yea, I almost forgot....Wail on!

I don't have any feelings for the Cubs or the Sox either way, but I will say there is something icky about a team that gets called the Cubbies. *gluuuuurrrrrgggghhhhhh*
Around here we have the O's. Who have never even come close to their glory days of 1997. :(

I loved those Starla. Especially the Ray Charles one. LOL! At least you don't have to worry about blind people reading them. *wince*

And Cindy, your son couldn't be more correct about Cub fans! I could go on & on. Ugh. I live in Central Illinois so there's of course way too much unauthorized breeding of them in my town. And Wrigley? Worlds Largest Gay Bar. I've only been there a few times but mostly I remember the smell of urine & Old Style Beer!

Okay here's one that a Polish person told me (I'm kinda lying).

Q: Why don't pollocks kill frogs?

A: Its their national bird

Next?

Starla - yer talkin' the Baltimore Orioles, right? Did you know they used to be the St. Louis Browns. Not to be confused with the Stl. Cardinals who were also known as the STL Browns for a little while too. (many years ago, like in the early 1900's, I believe) Just a bit of trivia. Aw screw it, who cares?!

Got to go now. (I'm at work) Joke on!!

Okay, this is a West Virginia joke, told to me by my Dustin, who is a loyal son of WV:
A WV construction worker notices his work friend has a nifty new jug to drink out of at lunch. He asks what it is and his friend says "Why, Jake, this here's a Therr-muss! It keeps yer hot things hot and yer cold things cold!"
Jake ponders on this, and the next day he sees another guy at work with the same kind of jug so he says, wanting to make sure he has his facts straight "That-air's a Therr-muss, ain't it?"
"Yup."
"Keeps yer hot things hot and yer cold things cold, don't it?"
"Uh huh, shore do!"
So Jake promptly goes to Wal-Mart and buys a thermos for himself.
Next day, at work, his friend says "Hey there, Jake! I see you got you a Therr-muss!"
"Shore did!"
"Keeps yer hot things hot and yer cold things cold?"
"You betcha!"
"So what you got in there now?"
Jake beams with pride and says "Two cups o' coffee and a ice cream samwidge!"

Ok Duane peeps, Get over it!

Would Duane approve of your bashing his baby brother? NO
Would Duane have been mad a Gregg for turning on his drug pushers? maybe for a while but..

Is blood always thicker than water? YES

Would there had been a ABB without Gregg? NO
ie... Brothers Band.

Would you be able to hear the "voice" of the Allman Brothers band without Gregg? NO

Would the band ever broken nationally without Greggs bluesy vocals? Probably not
(1 in a Million chemistry)

Did the band get over it? YES

Soooo why dont you?

Ok,. heres the thing. we are all friends here right? And we are free to state are opinions here right?

How many years have gone by? Old news is dead news! Like the old Don Henley song goes, "Get over it!"

Poor old Gregg, "Sometimes he feels, like he's been down..to the whippin post....on Florida Cracker".

Wail on Brothers and Sisters and have a good time!

Lets just agree to disagree.

The Allman Brothers Band has enriched my life beyond measure. Past and Present!

Y"all knew this was coming! lol.

(Is this Duane's million dollar Goldtop refurbished and for sale?)

Gregg can play the fu.. out of a guitar.
Of course, Duane could too.. ;)

That one pic in the collage upper left is one of those rare looking at the camera, and not oofin
around faces.

Good job.

I *would* join the jokstresses, but I have almost been barred from here once'd or twice'd..and I don't wanna take a chance.

Oh come on, Owen. Surely a smart, articulate guy such as yourself can think of a couple of jokes that aren't liable to get you banned!
I mean, it's only inferior people who know only dirty jokes.
:)

Well said, Sheila! I just want to poke in a comment here on the fact -- and yes, it's a fact -- that Gregg is an awesomely talented musician. He may be whatever else, but you can't take that away from him.

Wail on!

Really guys and gals! Gregg doesnt need defending. The celebration of brother Duane's life comes with every gig they play today.

Didnt mean to be so heavy, or there will be hell to pay!!!!!!!!!! rumors of SBG...eeks...dont spray me, dont spray me...eeeekkkkkkkkkkkk!

See Sheila run
Run Sheila run,
Sbg, Sbg oh no sbg
is chasing me.
run sheila run!

I love you guys! You know i do! I look forward to every Wed. pic! Being here every week is kinda like meeting friends for lunch. Thank you Donnah as always for providing us a place to gather and discuss the great Duane Allmans clothes and sometimes even his toes! lol

Now Shiela you know how in a litter of pups (or kittens) the runt always gets the last tet......well that's how Gregg is. When it comes to Duane, Gregg is the runt. Don't mean he's not cute, don't mean he's not talented.....just means he's the runt. I am the youngest in my family and I never did (or do) get credit for anything because....I'm the runt. We Crackerheads are like a family.....and you guessed it, Gregg's the runt.

As far as why I don't prefer Gregg, it's less about what he did in the past but more of who he is now. Gregg is a follower, always has been, just along for the ride.You are correct about his voice being forever linked with the band, but the sound of the Brothers are those down and nasty duel guitars, one with another world tone and scream to it, and those unmistakable harmonies thrown in for good measure.And I am sure had our Hoss lived, he would have had alot of sh*t to answer for too. But it was not to be. He is forever young, forever forgiven for any transgressions he made. But I think he would have mellowed and aged much differently than the runt. Maybe not....what the h*ll do I know. Now don't get mad at me but it is what it is.

So, what's for lunch?

What's for lunch? Why, coffee and ice cream samwidges, of course! The poor man's fancy Starbucks coffee drink! lol
Sticking with the kitten analogy, because I love kittens and the comparison here is irresistible:
It doesn't even have to be the runt to get the short end of it. (Sometimes the runt, by virtue of being a runt, gets all the attention and sympathy and winds up the favorite.) In any litter, there's always a kitten who, he might not be the biggest or the best-looking, but when you get down on the floor to play with them, he's the one that climbs right up in your arms, purring, the one that looks right in your face, kneads you with his sharp little claws, bats at your earring, and nuzzles up under your chin.
That kitten is the one you look at and say "Well, I had that little runt in mind, or maybe that big fat tiger-stripy one, but this little guy has picked *me* out, so what can I do? Don't know why, don't know how, but this one is the kitten I'm taking home today."
That's Duane.

Damn Starla.. you like cats ?

They'd make better practice toys for my puppy if they couldn't climb trees..but as it is I have to stick with bunnies.

We're gonna have to revisit the whole kilt thing again..

Yes, Owen, I do. I like any animal who does such a good job keeping itself clean, and who never lowers himself to grovel or beg. A cat makes very few apologies. My kinda guys.

Y'all we will have a huge crawfish boil for y'all with tatars and corn thrown in. We actually had a shindig last weekend and boiled up 100 lbs of spicy mudbugs!

Southern ice tea, sweet of course, or some Bud brew!

Talking bout cats we have a magical one. His name is Merlin and we adopted him several years ago.
Hes snow white snd has been through alot. 3 hurricanes in the 3 years! The last time we had to leave him home and he escapted. We had a fire, water and wind damage. When we returned he was gone. We also had a break in with alot of stuff stolen.

After a couple of hours at home, Merlin marches up and comes in the house! We were overjoyed but he was scared of everything and kept staring at the ceiling. Our skylight blew out along with some windows so guess thats where that come from.

Then Merlin had to live n the truck for a couple of months. The motel wouldnt let him be in the room.

Now, finally moved into a house about 85 miles from the coast. He has settled in and is friendly, snoopy and will jump on a stranger coming in for the first time. His sense of humor is like a human. He can jump 4 ft in the with a half twist and listen to this. He chases the dogs now.

Anyway, agreeing to disagree is how it should be. and I am the squirt of the family too. My mom, when she was living use to say, sheila is my youngest, she will always be myyyyy baby. so, thats something you cant grow out of!

So, friends, play the blues! this weekend and spin some ABB!

Wail on Skydog!

my dog makes cats beg for mercy...

Is it true what they say about men and their macho dogs? Like about men and their giant trucks or their guns? lol
I love Merlin already, Sheila, and I've never even met him! He sounds like a fabulous kitty. Next time you give him a neck-scratch, add one from me too.
We have two cats: Buddy, who is sort of a peachy-buff color and VERY long and skinny, and Layla, who is an Orange Creamsicle cat, as Dustin calls her. Orange on top, four white knee socks and a white belly all the way to her chin. She's named in honor of guess what? She's not yet a year old but is already showing she's going to be a big beefy girl.
I had crawfish when I visited New Orleans a few years ago. Didn't think I would like them but they were pretty good. I just think mudbugs is one of the most unappetizing names for food anybody ever thought up.

Starla, You kitties sound super sweet! Love the names too!

My sister has a chiwawa, (I cannot spell it lol) about the size a size 6 shoe. Merlin bless his heart weights about 13 lbs. The chi is named Bitty. Bitty and Merlin run all over the house chasing each other. Its so funny. My brother in law like to scare Merlin and make him jump. He can jump really high striaght up. He teases that cat all the time, but the cat loves it. comes back for more. Merlin has been altered.(I dont know how to spell that word and didnt want to say de-nutted, oops i did lol) And when we got him he had been declawed. I think thats why they play so well together. Bitty's so small and Merlin is harmless pretty much. He can bite pretty good though.lol he doesnt do that much. He was mean when we got him, but like right now, he looks like a white bear rug spread out on the back of my chair.

I must fess up and tell you, I dont eat mudbugs. ecch. I dont even like the smell. I ate potatoes and corn and skipped the crawfish, although every one else loved em. (member Im am originally from the midwest) so, not all southern delicacies I appreciate.

Hope y'all are having a great weekend.
Play the blues!

I'm not native to the Delmarva Peninsula either, so I had to learn to like seafood. They don't you live here if you don't at least like a few things. So I got to like crab cakes and fried shrimp, but I never could stand oysters. Gag. Especially the local carnvial/fair specialty, fried oyster sandwiches. I used to think anything could be made edible bya heavy coating of fried batter, till I first set eyes on a huge bock of oysters thus coated, stuck between two wilting slices of Wonder bread.
You'll go to the Firemen's carnival and you'll see people waiting in line at the oyster-sandwich booth for as long as an hour or more. And they come away with a paper plate piled four deep with the things, and if a little kid (or a very short specimen such as myself) was to walk in front of them, they'd never see them and walk right over them. The cult of the fried oyster sandwich is one of life's big mysteries.
Chihuahuas are adorable. When I see one all I want to say is "Here, Leezard Leezard Leezard!" lik the Taco Bell dog.

I think they sound great. Except I'd batter them little darlings with corn meal.

Happy Mother's day to you all, and your mothers.

Yeppers, Happy Mother's day to us all! And them that aint too! Any excuse to eat! lol

Starla you are too kool for school! Oysters, NOT on my watch! Slimey stinking little fellows..french fried, baked or dried..I aint eating em!!

Or the ultimate in repulsiveness: raw oysters. Believe it or not, people do still eat them.
And raw clams, I've seen that a few times too. I won't even touch those things deep-fried, because they are like cooked rubber bands.
Not that I'd know what rubber bands, cooked or not, taste like. lol

I have a cat and a chihuahua. Our dog is named Co-co & our cat is Munchkin. Munchkin's an unfriendly bastard but we still love him. He's not mean or anything, he's just not one of those cats that will sit & snuggle with you & stuff like that. Co-co doesnt' like Munchkin much. Mostly because he always kinda stalks her & then he'll suddenly jump on her back. She'll growl & he'll go away. For a while anyway. But Munchkin does do the kneading thing for a little while at night when I go to bed. He used to come in & lay on me for about 10 minutes & leave. That's as good as it gets from him. He's actually my 12 year old daughter's cat. She's the one who named him Munchkin.

And let me just put my 2 cents in about Gregg - I would never deny that he's an extremely talented musician/singer/songwriter. I've been listening to that guy since I was about 11 years old which has been about 37 years! Good God! Anyway, I'd say after that many years how could I not grow some kind of attachment to the guy? I was just giving him some good ribbing is all. Must be the runt thing. I don't really care either way what he's done in the past in his personal life. I just listen to & love The Allman Brothers Band.

We call the kneading thing "making muffins." Or "marching" when it's Buddy doing it. He has such a determined, military way of doing it.
Layla's thing is water. She apparently didn't read the part of the cat book about how she is supposed to hate to get wet. I can say "I'm getting a bath!" and she will beat me into the aathroom. She'll sit on the edge of the tub and dip her paws in the water, and walk along the edge back and forth. Or if you're in the shower she'll step in with you and walk back and forth, always keeping mostly out of the spray. She'll lick water off the shower curtain and tub sides, and when you get out she weaves around your feet and licks water drippinf lff your legs. And yes, she does have a full water bowl at all times.
Buddy's cute kitty trick: when I first got him almost five years ago, he was just a few months old, but was already deeply interested in the news. Every night I would eat dinner with the TV on. Local news at 6 and then Dan Rather at six-thirty. Buddy recognized the sound of the CBS news coming on, and as soon as he heard it he would run and get in the recliner chair to listen. And he wanted company, so I would go over and sit down in the chair and he'd curl up in my lap to listen to old Dan.
I honestly think it was Dan he liked, because he lost interest in the news once Dan was gone.

I've heard of cats watching TV. That's the first time I've heard of a cat Dan Rather fan though. lol. I try to get Munchkin to watch things on tv like other cats or what have you but he could not care less about it. Plus, if he's in the chair & anybody sits in it, he just gets up & leaves.

Once Munchkin fell in the tub when my youngest son was in there. He totally got his freak on. He came running out of the bathroom with bubbles all over his butt & tail! It was funny but we all kind of felt bad for the little dude. Couldn't go near him though cuz he was super freaked.

I was saying that he's not mean but I kind of forgot that yes, he is. He's mean to my little step grand daughter when she comes over. He just hisses at her is all but it scares her. She's only 3. She told us one time that we need to take Munchkin to the zoo. lol.

Well, if I'm being brutally honest, Buddy has a little bit of a mean streak to him. Maybe it's more temperamental than mean. But sometimes you'll be rubbing on his neck (a thing he dearly loves) and he will raise his paw or show his teeth. You'll get the point and start to pull your hand away, and that's when he will grab onto you, sharp claws and sometimes teeth. His claws do the most damage. The thing is, the worst comes not when he first gets tired of your petting, it's when you see that he's tired of it and try to take away your hand.
But he sleeps between us on the bed every night, and in the morning he will go from one to the other of us, kneading and purring to wake us up. It almost makes mornings bearable.

I've got a really big dog...

Not really..She is just a German Shepherd..named Joesy.

Lovin hearing about all your pets! Dogs or cats they are wonderful company to young and old.

I have a little poodle I adopted 8 yrs ago when I was driving a truck. He went to all 50 states with me and Canada. My best little buddy ever. I always called him steering wheel dog cause when i came back from the truck from being gone I could see him sitting on top of the steering wheel with his back legs hanging between the spokes and his butt sitting squarely on the horn. lol he was watchin for his mom to come back! He cant see anymore as when I adopted him I was told he was only a yr old. turned out he was around 5. so he is a old guy now and has cataracts..but i love him to pieces! He is healthy otherwise.

When I was a kid around 8 or so we had a tiger striped girl cat who I use to tease alot. She got where she didnt like me one bit. When I got up in the morning she would chase me all over the house scratching my legs..It must have been funny me in my little dress (couldnt wear jeans back then to school)screaming every morning rounding around and jumping on the bed which didnt do a bit of good. I deserved it, and i never hurt the cat just messed with her. I never messed with another after that!

I have had hamsters, gerbils, fish, mice, ferret, birds,lizards, toads, frogs and numerous other pets. but my favorite is dogs. They always love you, no matter what! When I was offered my little phantom poodle, I said no the first couple of times. I didnt want no foo foo dog..but poodles are the best companion dogs there are. His name is Viscious lol, but I call him Viscy. Why name a 8 lb poodle Viscious, maybe cause when he could see if you got in his face he would growl and if you didnt move you face away he would bite your nose really hard.. lol

Anyway, this dang thing is too long...and again I love a good discussion so anyone's opinion is fine with me as long as I can get my 2 cents in! lol Today is Wed am..time for more Skydog!
Wail on brothers n sisters!

I thought you were going to say you called him Vicious after Sid Vicious. Then he could go incognito as Sid if he wanted people to not have any preconceived notions about him.
But it could also be a safety advantage to have unsavory characters such as you might meet on the highways and byways hear you calling a dog Vicious. They might think twice about bothering you and yours. :)
I never saw the appeal of ferrets till I baby-sat a friend's ferret last year. His name was Roscoe P. Coltrane (the ferret's name, not my friend.) They really don't smell that much after they're neutered and if they're kept clean and calm. Roscoe is leash-trained and litter-trained and for some reason loves riding in the car. And beign carried around draped over your shoulders like a fancy fur scarf. He definitely attracts attention when you walk out with him.