When I was around six years old, they were filming Adam-12 in my neighborhood - right around the corner from this beloved icon of food, legends, and barometer of late-night / early morning mmm's:
Anyway, we went to go watch the goings-on. As a kid who loved the show (plus Dragnet, its predecessor and founder), this was SO exciting for me. I already had a little-girl crush on both Officers Jim Reed and Pete Malloy.
They completed the scene (on a huge almost mountain-like old-school LA lawn) and I ran up and hugged this one's leg (and refused to let go, for a few [for him, I'm sure] horror-filled moments):
Funny how the memory takes on a whole new meaning at this age :P
I hate that I'm getting old and my alcohol recovery time is not what it used to be :(
it happens to the best of us...but I've decided I'm going to pretend I'm 25 for the weekend in Montana.
I'm not flying 625 miles to be a hungover mess of an old man on Sunday night complaining that I have to stand. 25 year old Heisenberg would kick this Heisenberg's ass!
I hate that I'm getting old and my alcohol recovery time is not what it used to be :(
it happens to the best of us...but I've decided I'm going to pretend I'm 25 for the weekend in Montana.
I'm not flying 625 miles to be a hungover mess of an old man on Sunday night complaining that I have to stand. 25 year old Heisenberg would kick this Heisenberg's ass!
Just use the rail to hold up your old ass! Just kidding...but you better at least have a few old stache porters!
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at it, you lose
Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker
Ein Viertel Teeloffel Salz
Eine Messerspitze turkisches Haschisch
Ein halbes Pfund Butter
Ein Teeloffel Vanillenzucker
Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
Einhundertfunfzig Gramm gemahlene Nusse
Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
... und keine Eier
In eine Schussel geben
Butter einruhren
Gemahlene Nusse zugeben und
Den Teig verkneten
Augenballgrosse Stucke vom Teig formen
Im Staubzucker walzen und
Sagt die Zauberworter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim
Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
KEINE EIER
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
Keine Eier
I hate that I'm getting old and my alcohol recovery time is not what it used to be :(
it happens to the best of us...but I've decided I'm going to pretend I'm 25 for the weekend in Montana.
I'm not flying 625 miles to be a hungover mess of an old man on Sunday night complaining that I have to stand. 25 year old Heisenberg would kick this Heisenberg's ass!
I have been thinking about this same issue lately. :think: Now that old age has made my hangovers so bad (up until a few years ago I was like a rock star when it came to partying! Amazing how fast things change! I can still hold my own in the moment with the best of them, but OH! THE HANGOVERS! :fp:), how am I going to manage myself in Missoula... Can I be that stoked and still manage some level of restraint? If history tells me anything, the answer is probably NO. I have a poor sense of impulse control. But I don't want to be hungover on Sunday either. It's a puzzle that I still need to solve.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy. ~ Desiderata
Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker
Ein Viertel Teeloffel Salz
Eine Messerspitze turkisches Haschisch
Ein halbes Pfund Butter
Ein Teeloffel Vanillenzucker
Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
Einhundertfunfzig Gramm gemahlene Nusse
Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
... und keine Eier
In eine Schussel geben
Butter einruhren
Gemahlene Nusse zugeben und
Den Teig verkneten
Augenballgrosse Stucke vom Teig formen
Im Staubzucker walzen und
Sagt die Zauberworter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim
Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
KEINE EIER
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
Keine Eier
The eggs of SatanA half cup of powdered sugar
A quarter of Teeloffel salt
A knife Turkish hashish
A half a pound of butter
A Teeloffel vanilla sugar
A half pound flour
Einhundertfunfzig of grams ground nuts
A little extra confectioner's sugar...
and no eggs
In a Scatterbrain
Butter einruhren
Admit ground nuts
andKnead the dough
Eye-ball sized pieces of the dough shapes
Roll in the icing sugar
and Says the Zauberworter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim
Place on a greased baking sheet
andBake at two hundred degrees for fifteen minutes
andNO EGGS
Bake at two hundred degrees for fifteen minutes
andNo eggs
Not today Sir, Probably not tomorrow.............................................. bayfront arena st. pete '94
you're finally here and I'm a mess................................................... nationwide arena columbus '10
memories like fingerprints are slowly raising.................................... first niagara center buffalo '13
another man ..... moved by sleight of hand...................................... joe louis arena detroit '14
Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker
Ein Viertel Teeloffel Salz
Eine Messerspitze turkisches Haschisch
Ein halbes Pfund Butter
Ein Teeloffel Vanillenzucker
Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
Einhundertfunfzig Gramm gemahlene Nusse
Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
... und keine Eier
In eine Schussel geben
Butter einruhren
Gemahlene Nusse zugeben und
Den Teig verkneten
Augenballgrosse Stucke vom Teig formen
Im Staubzucker walzen und
Sagt die Zauberworter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim
Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
KEINE EIER
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
Keine Eier
The eggs of SatanA half cup of powdered sugar
A quarter of Teeloffel salt
A knife Turkish hashish
A half a pound of butter
A Teeloffel vanilla sugar
A half pound flour
Einhundertfunfzig of grams ground nuts
A little extra confectioner's sugar...
and no eggs
In a Scatterbrain
Butter einruhren
Admit ground nuts
andKnead the dough
Eye-ball sized pieces of the dough shapes
Roll in the icing sugar
and Says the Zauberworter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim
Place on a greased baking sheet
andBake at two hundred degrees for fifteen minutes
andNO EGGS
Bake at two hundred degrees for fifteen minutes
andNo eggs
"eyeball-sized pieces.".
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy. ~ Desiderata
Comments
I say...
Bless you, Paul, and all the drugs you and The Beatles did. We can all understand how Magical Mystery Tour was made.
Look at that stache! :thumbup:
Anyway, we went to go watch the goings-on. As a kid who loved the show (plus Dragnet, its predecessor and founder), this was SO exciting for me. I already had a little-girl crush on both Officers Jim Reed and Pete Malloy.
They completed the scene (on a huge almost mountain-like old-school LA lawn) and I ran up and hugged this one's leg (and refused to let go, for a few [for him, I'm sure] horror-filled moments):
Funny how the memory takes on a whole new meaning at this age :P
Doesn't it suck?
it happens to the best of us...but I've decided I'm going to pretend I'm 25 for the weekend in Montana.
I'm not flying 625 miles to be a hungover mess of an old man on Sunday night complaining that I have to stand. 25 year old Heisenberg would kick this Heisenberg's ass!
Just use the rail to hold up your old ass!
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at it, you lose
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NY4QB1bkL3g
Where have you gone --
(ps to Paul - I was lost there after the first one :P )
Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker
Ein Viertel Teeloffel Salz
Eine Messerspitze turkisches Haschisch
Ein halbes Pfund Butter
Ein Teeloffel Vanillenzucker
Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
Einhundertfunfzig Gramm gemahlene Nusse
Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
... und keine Eier
In eine Schussel geben
Butter einruhren
Gemahlene Nusse zugeben und
Den Teig verkneten
Augenballgrosse Stucke vom Teig formen
Im Staubzucker walzen und
Sagt die Zauberworter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim
Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
KEINE EIER
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
Keine Eier
I think i will. We're all waiting for the "big one" here on the west coast.
http://www.microsofttranslator.com/Defa ... E8Activity
The eggs of SatanA half cup of powdered sugar
A quarter of Teeloffel salt
A knife Turkish hashish
A half a pound of butter
A Teeloffel vanilla sugar
A half pound flour
Einhundertfunfzig of grams ground nuts
A little extra confectioner's sugar...
and no eggs
In a Scatterbrain
Butter einruhren
Admit ground nuts
andKnead the dough
Eye-ball sized pieces of the dough shapes
Roll in the icing sugar
and Says the Zauberworter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim
Place on a greased baking sheet
andBake at two hundred degrees for fifteen minutes
andNO EGGS
Bake at two hundred degrees for fifteen minutes
andNo eggs
Not today Sir, Probably not tomorrow.............................................. bayfront arena st. pete '94
you're finally here and I'm a mess................................................... nationwide arena columbus '10
memories like fingerprints are slowly raising.................................... first niagara center buffalo '13
another man ..... moved by sleight of hand...................................... joe louis arena detroit '14