Bark's Lounge

Damn it Jokin! That was 1.5 years ago. Get your facts straight!

Easy A.M. - I licked my finger and put it to the wind and that's what the forecast indicated to me. Predicting is not an exact science... time will tell.

It appears it might be a ghost town of a thread tonight. I think I am going to go do my nails and shave my back.

You beat me to the punch on that response.

Good job taking one for the team kid. It was very uplifting. I really enjoyed this quote: Vegetable [vej-tuh-buh l, vej-i-tuh-] noun A generic term designated to random life forms with no regards for scientific data or good breeding. You pretty much summed up 50% of my family!

I hope he pitches a 2 hit shut out and is sent back to Rochester, It would be better for his development and psyche as he is on a better team, and honestly, what the hell has Rochester had go good for them except for Kodak? It's time for things to equal out. Lex Talionis! Rochester Red Wings AAA Champions!!! I no longer think about the Twins.

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Yes... yes. More please, I need more.

To the powers that be... does anyone think it is possible we can just pretend in the game thread and make up stories and game scenarios like we are sweet, an unstoppable force bent on conquest and destruction of other MLB teams. I think that would be nice. If that is disagreeable, I would gladly be happy if we could pretend I work at a poop factory and I am the taste tester. Your call.

I met a McCoy once. He was my dad and my great grandfather.

John your so witty I love you!

I hope Mauer's May is an abberation and his April is the Real McCoy.

Twins on, Twins in, Twins out. ~Timothy Leary (1966)

He would have "Made the Twins Great Again". I betcha we would have won 2 World Series in 1987, if not more.

I hear there is a Twins Monument up in the Iron Range called Mount Sadmore.

This is My favorite Salvador Dali Painting. It is titled "Atmospheric Terry Ryan Head Sodomizing a Grand Piano with a Twins Logo on it."

This goes out to you North, but I don't suspect that the Twins are responsible for this homicide.

If this is our baseball reality, I wish FSN would broadcast Rochester Red Wing games instead of the Twins.

If this sentence is not a "Bullseye", then darts and bows and arrows never existed and are a figment of our imagination.

Nader and Sanders might have a different ideology, but I think they both stand for the same disgust that stands against the"Main" political parties, especially for the leftists. It's okay that you don't like Nader, but your sentences seem to vilify him like he is some sort of evil creation. I will certainly say he is a lot better than the presidents that have represented us in the last 35 years. I'll be lenient on BO, but my quality of life has depreciated on his watch and substantially at that and I could not afford to lose that ground. It is mainly because of the ACA. Me and my wife have suffered greatly because of that. The deductibles and other modifications to our health care have made our quality of life very sad. I don't blame Obama fully, but the medical industry, the insurance industries have made our lives very sad. You spend 1 day in hospital and your are out $2,500 dollars... and that's my cost. A cost, we cannot afford, and my wife who has nefarious health problems she needs to look after very close has done nothing because I had a health scare back in the fall and we cannot afford it. That is wrong. Hey, we did everything right as we were told 20 years ago, my wife went to university, received her degree and went on for more. I went to trade school and it has not worked out. I really don't think Nader was that gross. I like Sanders, he would be my go to candidate, but I am not sure what either of those candidates could have accomplished.No candidate will accomplish anything until the system changes. If Elizabeth Warren were running for president, I'd be the first in line. I dislike Hillary and I hate Trump.

I don't read the political thread too much, probably for my sanity and I am not schooled on the subject. From my perspective, a new shift in leftist politics and new ideas began in 2000 with Nader's run for president. Some might blame him for Gore's failed presidency candidacy, I really don't care or have a comment on that. The wave for new ideas was destroyed by 9/11, and an era of fear encompassed this country. It is obvious that it hampers us to this day. But, those ideas are coming back, the sense of wanting the government to be run justly and morally. I really don't believe Sanders will run as a 3rd party candidate, but I feel like he wants his idealism, which a lot of us share to start having an impact on the political landscape. It is very important, to me and a lot of other citizens. I hope he keeps up the fight and gets what he wants out of this. Trump is ****, we all know that. He is gross. Hillary is gross too, but to a lesser extent, but she is gross nonetheless. My preference would be to have a woman be president, but not her. The landscape of politics needs to change big time, it needs to become secular again, socially liberal by the farthest reach and big business needs to wrangled and put back into it's pen... never to escape again. I really don't want to vote this year, I am sick of voting out of fear, but I will vote for her if she accepts some of Sander's ideas and pimps them out. The whole Sanders phenomena is not a new thing... it is an extension of Nader, which was suppressed by the whole terrorism/fear era of the last 15 years. Like anything, time dissapates the ideas and feelings of of fear. I feel confident the quest for just concepts will continue, but if this voice of the people is not answered to, we will be in for some very rough times in the near future.

I concede defeat. I was going to take the easy way out with John Lennon's Imagine, but that seemed lame. I choose Burl Ives "Big Rock Candy Mountain" instead. Audio included. Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees The soda water fountain where the lemonade springs And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain On a summer day In the month of May A burly bum came ahiking Down a shady lane Through the sugar cane He was looking for his liking As he strolled along He sang a song Of the land of milk and honey Where a bum can stay For many a day And he won't need any money Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees The soda water fountain where the lemonade springs And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain In the Big Rock Candy Mountain The cops have wooden legs The bulldogs all have rubber teeth And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs The farmers' trees are full of fruit The barns are full of hay I want to go where there ain't no snow Where the sleet don't fall and the wind don't blow In that Big Rock Candy Mountain There's a lake of gin We can both jump in And the handouts grow on bushes In the new-mown hay We can sleep all day And the bars all have free lunches Where the mail train stops And there ain't no cops And the folks are tender-hearted Where you never change your socks And you never throw rocks And your hair is never parted Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees The soda water fountain where the lemonade springs And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain Oh, a farmer and his son, They were on the run To the hay field they were bounding Said the bum to the son, "Why don't you come To that big rock candy mountain?" So the very next day They hiked away, The mileposts they were counting But they never arrived At the lemonade tide On the big rock candy mountain Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees The soda water fountain where the lemonade springs And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain 1. One evening as the sun went down And the jungle fires were burning, Down the track came a hobo hiking, He said, "Boys, I'm not turning I'm heading for a land that's far away Beside the crystal fountain I'll see you all this coming fall In the Big Rock Candy Mountain Chorus: In the Big Rock Candy Mountain, It's a land that's fair and bright, The handouts grow on bushes And you sleep out every night. The boxcars all are empty And the sun shines every day I'm bound to go Where there ain't no snow Where the sleet don't fall And the winds don't blow In the Big Rock Candy Mountain. Chorus: 3. In the Big Rock Candy Mountain You never change your socks And little streams of alkyhol Come trickling down the rocks O the shacks all have to tip their hats And the railway bulls are blind There's a lake of stew And ginger ale too And you can paddle All around it in a big canoe In the Big Rock Candy Mountain Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees The soda water fountain where the lemonade springs And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain In the Big Rock Candy Mountain The cops have wooden legs The bulldogs all have rubber teeth And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs The box-cars all are empty And the sun shines every day I'm bound to go Where there ain't no snow Where the sleet don't fall And the winds don't blow In the Big Rock Candy Mountain. Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees The soda water fountain where the lemonade springs And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain In the Big Rock Candy Mountain, The jails are made of tin. You can slip right out again, As soon as they put you in. There ain't no short-handled shovels, No axes, saws nor picks, I'm bound to stay Where you sleep all day, Where they hung the jerk That invented work In the Big Rock Candy Mountain.

I agree drooling is no good. I woke the same as any other day Except a voice was in my head It said, "Seize the day, pull the trigger Drop the blade and watch the rolling heads" The day I tried to live I stole a thousand beggar's change And gave it to the rich, yeah The day I tried to win I dangled from the power lines And let the martyrs stretch, yeah Singing one more time around (Might do it) One more time around (Might make it) One more time around (Might do it) One more time around (I might make it) The day I tried to live Words you say, never seem To live up to the ones inside your head The lives we make never seem To ever get us anywhere but dead The day I tried to live I wallowed in the blood and mud With all the other pigs, hey Singing one more time around (Might do it) One more time around (Might make it) One more time around (Might do it) One more time around (I might make it) The day I tried to live, yeah, I tried I woke the same as any other day you know I should have stayed in bed The day I tried to win I wallowed In the blood and mud with all the other pigs And I learned that I was a liar

Craig, I liked your post. I just want to keep some balance. I'll be the Ying to your Yang. (Geez, that didn't sound right) Lies - And you fill their souls With all oppressions of this world And all the glory you receive? So, What makes you supreme? Lies - Your crown is falling I offer fantasy And you, you creator are Blind with envy Let the children come to me Their mother loves me, so shall they Woman, bleeding, ate my gifts Man was close behind Just like a snake I'm slithering Thru my world divine And like the cat I'm stalking I'll take your soul and You'll Be like me In emptiness, free Just bow to me faithfully Bow to me splendidly

I think it is quite noble of you to shun your planet to assist TwinsDaily. The collective TD negativity readings must be off the charts. (gulp)