#addison farmer

[jazzdailyblog]

Art Farmer: The Melodic Maestro of Jazz Trumpet

Introduction: Art Farmer, born ninety-six years ago today on August 21, 1928, in Council Bluffs, Iowa, and raised in Phoenix, Arizona, was one of the most versatile and innovative jazz trumpeters of the 20th century. Known for his warm, lyrical style, Farmer carved out a unique niche in the jazz world, not only as a trumpet player but also as a flugelhornist and, later in his career, as a…

[takmiblog]

Art Farmer Quintet

featuring

Gigi Gryce

[mariewaltonrealtor]

22 Beautiful Desserts That Are Easy Enough And Oh So Delicious

  22 Beautiful Desserts That Are Easy Enough And Oh So Delicious

[kansaspieco]

A list of places I think Noel could have ended up:

- Spain

- Addison

- Kansas

- Some random field (bonus points if it makes a crop circle)

- Top of the Statue of Liberty

- Middle of the Pacific Ocean

- The Dreamlands (bonus points for trauma)

- Top of a tree

- A farmers market

- McDonald's

- Daniel's house

- 13 Mosby Avenue

- The Vatican

- Harlan Guthrie's house

- A water arobics class

- A zoo (bonus points for being in the meerkat enclosure)

- An aquarium (bonus points for being in a fish tank)

- The cheese caves in Missouri

- Paris catacombs

- Some random person's funeral

- Tippy top of Mt. Everest

- Middle of a different cult's meeting

- The Oval Office or the pentagon

- Another room of the same building he's already in

[x22817]

We made dog friends!

Hek and I hung out with several handlers at the Farmer's Market today. My mind is still blown! I've never spent time around other spoonies before.

It was oh so very much fun!

You'll never guess: we saw another Addison's service dog!

[cilansfanganforum]

GIVE US THE CASTS BESTIE

HI CYBER OKAY OKAY

I will give cast lists

Danganronpa: Unreasonable Doubt

Firstname, lastname

Min-seo Seong - Ultimate Behavioral Analyst (Protagonist)

Zeta - Ultimate Swordswoman (Support)

Haya Ikeuchi - Ultimate Glassblower

Kazane Naito - Ultimate Birdwatcher

Argelia Cacciatore - Ultimate Collector

Hide Saito - Ultimate Makeup Artist

Iris Berrouet - Ultimate Winemaker

Akira Sudou - Ultimate Talent Scout

Ren Uemura - Ultimate Stage Actor

Tadaaki Etoh - Ultimate Doll Maker

Tenya Fujimori - Ultimate Oneirologist

Sakio Onishi - Ultimate Street Fashion Model

Seiichi Shimizu - Ultimate Sociologist

Keika Fumetsugawa - Ultimate Martial Artist

Lìchuàng Cheng - Ultimate Sketch Artist

Katuro Aoki - Ultimate Golfer

Soma Yukimura - Ultimate Ice Sculptor

Evangelina Velasco - Ultimate Cyclist

Danganronpa: Opening Statements

Kenji Chishiya - Ultimate Enigmatologist (Protagonist)

Chie Shozo - Ultimate Videographer (Support)

Kei Kanda - Ultimate Digital Journalist

Iota - Ultimate Medic

Ji-yeon Pae - Ultimate Mountaineer

Rumika Tachibana - Ultimate Game Master

Sara Sakai - Ultimate Farmer

Hibiki Kagamine - Ultimate Bassist

Emi Achikita - Ultimate Concept Artist

Kaoru Manaka - Ultimate Student Council President

Shohei Takenaka - Ultimate Axe Thrower

Hideki Iidabashi - Ultimate Phytologist

Yuma Morishige - Ultimate Archer

Osamu Maki - Ultimate Translator

Koki Ito - Ultimate Comedian

Akihide Maebara - Ultimate Calligrapher

Ichiju Yasuki - Ultimate Woodworker

Chihaku Ikeru - Ultimate Informant

Danganronpa: Dream On

(Since they were initially based on Pokémon here are the ones they are based on)

Inei Hisaka - Ultimate Oneirologist (Darkrai) (Protagonist)

Iliad Aguado - Ultimate Analyst (Inteleon) (Support)

Aria Sangster - Ultimate Ballerina (Melloetta)

Linette LaFlamme - Ultimate Candlemaker (Litwick)

Maren Preciado - Ultimate Illusionist (Meowscarada)

André “Dédé” Luce - Ultimate Radio Host (Dedenne)

Adelaïs Rubin - Ultimate Glaciologist (Aurorus)

Sukekiyo Kageyama - Ultimate Knight (Gardevoir)

Pualei Nae’ole - Ultimate Opera Singer (Primarina)

Addison Banville - Ultimate Baker (Appletun)

Lokelani Ikaika - Ultimate Beekeeper (Ribombee)

Dakota Manton - Ultimate Geologist (Dwebble)

Xenon Percius - Ultimate Ancient Historian (Galarian Yamask)

Mahana Ihimaera - Ultimate Fire Dancer (Alolan Marowak)

Vivienne Allaire - Ultimate Fashionista (Vivillon)

Gachiro Kageyama - Ultimate Prince

Mayu Fukami - Ultimate Actress (Mawile)

Elidio Advíncula - Ultimate Spy (Iron Moth)

OKAY FEEL FREE TO ASK FOR INFO BYEEEE

[laurasanchez36]

Ollie the Owl My NEW MSA x Indigo Park: The Chaos with Playful Land OC

Full Name: Ollie the Owl, Owen Addison (in the past)

Nicknames: 

Gender: Male 

Profile Pic 

Age: 8 (Deceased)

Blood Type: 

Occupation: 

Actual or Past Occupation: 

Favourite Shows/Games: ___/___/___ 

(___,___,___) 

Favourite Food: 

Instrument: 

Favourite Animal: 

Family Members Relatives: 

Other Family Members Relatives: 

Alignment: Good 

Species: Human, later Mascot Owl

Friends: Monty Masters/Marvin the Human/Demon Hybrid, Steven the Humanoid Star, Sugar the Bakerette, Dale the Scientist Squirrel (in the past), Princess Sabella, Sunny the Humanoid Adventurer Sun and Markie the Humanoid Adventurer Moon, Gary the Farmer Gator, Alistair the new mascot, Fergus the Racer Fox, Sandra the Cheerleader Cat

Enemies: Monty Masters/Marvin the Human/Demon Hybrid, Steven the Humanoid Star, Sugar the Bakerette, Dale the Scientist Squirrel, The Forgotten Mascot/The Unknown One (his arch-nemesis), Sanders the evil killer snake/demon hybrid

Likes: To befriends with Marvin the Human/Demon Hybrid and his friends (in the past) his favourite song called "Ollie's Song" Song, Helping and Protecting the children from the Forgotten Mascot/The Unknown One

Dislikes: Monty Masters/Marvin the Human/Demon Hybrid had true colour and helped by The Forgotten Mascot/The Unknown One and Sanders the evil killer snake/demon hybrid, Losing his glasses

Hobby: 

Goals: 

Weapons: 

Powers and Abilities: 

Skills and Abilities: 

Fears/Phobias: 

Skin Colour: ___ (in the past), ___ (his mascot owl from)

Eyes Colour: ___ (in the past), ___ (his mascot owl from)

Hair Colour: ___ (in the past), ___ (his mascot owl from)

Clothes: ___ (in the past), ___ (his mascot owl from/Like Barnaby from Billie Bust Up's/his past from)

Shoes: ___ (in the past), ___ (his mascot owl from)

Accessories: Glasses (in the past), Glasses, Bow Tie (his mascot owl from)

Hair Styles: ___ (in the past), ___ (his mascot owl from)

Eyebrows Styles: ___ (in the past), ___ (his mascot owl from)

Beard Styles: N/A

Nationality: 

Sexuality: 

This one sounds like Barnaby (from Billie Bust Up/his past from) and Glamrock Freddy (from FNAF SB)

@sfcabanasstarcgs and @mysteryideasgroup

[crazy56u]

Okay, the app is starting to become self aware, I feel…

Addison, cut your losses with Tom.

“Look, I gotta go, Ben needs me, he totally didn’t just black out from too much coffee.”

Plot twist: Herbicore is poisoning the pumpkins, that’s why Steve’s wife has that cough.

I technically called it!

“Look, Connie, I finally figured out what the plot is, this weed eater shit is gonna kill everyone!”

Oh, great, Peacock’s running ads now.[/joke]

“I’m Chet Barlow of Herbicore, asking you to come to Denver. We’re not Detroit.”

…why does your brother look like a sex offender?

Joe doesn’t even know what’s going on, he is drunk as shit.

Why is this two weeks in a row where puns are plot points?

If only ad blockers existed in the 1980s…

“Do you think Chet knows his weed killer is dangerous?” Ben, he’s a CEO in the 1980s. Sucker’s bet.

Ben, if you don’t say a name now, Connie is gonna drop this story.

“He called you on that pay phone, right? Late night when he needs your love?”

“There’s no such thing as a dead end.” I name at least five Looney Tunes cartoons that would disagree.

Oh, goody, an inside job. So, calling it now: Just like in “Roberto!”, that guy is fucking dead now.

Okay, now I feel bad about calling Robbie a sexual predator…

I have a sinking suspicion their boss might be in on this…

“We need to keep this between the two of us. Now, if you know any ghosts, they can get lumped in as well.”

I admire the fact that Robbie didn’t opt to just bail.

“Who says I’m afraid?” “Is it your brother?” “…” “Okay, so you are afraid.”

I love how they are openly having this loud ass conversation in public.

Now, how long until Ben draw the connection between “this is killing farmers” and “Steve’s wife has that cough”.

Oh, goody, Chet is basically Gideon. God fuck, can’t he go away…

“I’ve seen people disappear. Sometimes in bight blue glowing light, they get replaced with other people and they don’t remember shit!”

“Look, we tried, it’s not like the episode isn’t even half over yet.”

And Steve becomes plot important!

“Herbicrop? I love that stuff, I’m swimming in tumors!”

Steve, your wife is fucking hacking up a lung, and you act like they’re spewing bullshit.

“Everything’s gonna be alright.” Episode is half over, there is a shoe yet to drop.

Ben, never do that again.

Davidson is 100% in on it, that was too fucking coincidental.

And it’s gonna be Robbie’s car in 5… 4… 3…

We are now 100% “Roberto!”

Ben, Connie is experiencing PTSD, maybe calm down.

…Connie, I think we both know that’s not what actually happened…

“Rule three: Fuck this job.”

Connie, if you think Ben is gonna stop, you are sadly mistake . [And sound goes off.]

Ian and Tom, stop pretending Magic isn’t gonna be the one to lose their job, just because he was pissed off, it doesn’t mean he’s letting anyone else take the fall under the bus.

And Ian, rightfully, goes the fuck off.

[Sound goes on.] And it’s time to get crunk.

…it only now just hit me that Addison never told Ben that… it been like two fucking episodes!

“What happened?” “What didn’t?”

Ben, unless your unknowingly leapt into the guy that planted that car bomb, stop blaming yourself for shit.

Now, that just sucks for Robbie: him dying is the Canon Event.

…or Robbie just fucking hates cars.

“Hey.” “I thought I fired you.” “I love how you thought that would work.”

“Look, I don���t care if Robbie is still alive, I still fired you.” “We both know I ain’t accepting that, Connie.”

“Look, Connie, I also suffer from being depressed about my actions.”

[Sound goes off.]

“So, is this the end of Quantum Leap?” NBC, YOU ARE IN THIN FUCKING ICE NOW

Tom, even if I already know the punchline, you should be the one to go.

“I wish there was another way.” Tom, you dumb idiot, you basically just gave Magic the go ahead…

[Sound goes on.]

Cut to The Pink Hotel.

“…so, you’re telling me I blew up my car for fucking nothing.”

I love how Robbie was willing to leave the country despite knowing he could’ve ended the episode early.

Look, Robbie, sometimes you gotta “Scorpion and the Frog” this shit.

I also love how the pink lighting is making Robbie look more depressed.

This is now a heist movie.

“What do you mean ‘Leverage the door’?” It means grab a flat thing, and break the door.

I love how the key to saving the day is just breaking shit.

I love how Ski Mask is acting real fucking cool right now, as if Ben isn’t gonna kick his ass.

Ben, I hope to fuck you rolled a Crit Success on Fast Talk.

And now Wyatt fears God.

…and is probably gonna meet him face to face.

Ben just kicked cancer’s ass.

And Connie pulls the Columbo maneuver.

Chet is about to get fucked by a pumpkin.

“It’s you.” “It’s always me.” …annnnnnd now my brain is trying to craft a Quantum Leap/FNAf crossover.

And Ben dips.

[Sound goes off, fuck you Tom.]

“Look, Tom, be honest, we both knew Ben was gonna win out in the end.” “Honestly, same.”

And now, for the most obvious ending of the episode!

“Look, Tom saved our asses, but Gideon wants someone fired. And it can’t be Ian, and I ain’t firing you, and Addison wasn’t even in this subplot, so… … … (leaves)”

And we end with a dedication to Matt Dale. Watch as NBC promptly fumbles the bag, and cancels the show next week…

So, next week’s a two-fer, Magic is quitting, and Gideon is still fucking here!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

[danielkhent]

Art Farmer – Farmer's Market

Alto Saxophone – Gigi Gryce (tracks: C1 to C4) Art Direction – Tony Lane (2) Baritone Saxophone – Danny Bank (tracks: B3 to B5), Oscar Estell (tracks: B1, B2) Bass – Addison Farmer (tracks: C3, C4 to D4), Monk Montgomery (tracks: B1, B2), Percy Heath (tracks: A1 to A4, B3 to C2) Drums – Joe Jones* (tracks: C3, C4), Art Taylor (tracks: B3, B4, B5), Elvin Jones (tracks: D3, D4), Herbie Lovelle (tracks: D1, D2), Kenny Clarke (tracks: A1 to A4, C1, C2), Sonny Johnson (tracks: B1, B2) Engineer – Rudy Van Gelder Liner Notes [Summer 1973] – Dick Hadlock* Photography By [Cover] – Lee Tanner Piano – Duke Jordan (tracks: C3, C4), Horace Silver (tracks: A1 to A4, B3 to B5), Kenny Drew (tracks: D3, D4), Quincy Jones (tracks: B1, B2), Wynton Kelly (tracks: D1, D2) Producer – Bob Weinstock Remastered By – Mike Reese Tenor Saxophone – Charlie Rouse (tracks: B3 to B5), Cliff Solomon* (tracks: B1, B2), Hank Mobley (tracks: D3, D4), Sonny Rollins (tracks: A1 to A4) Trombone – Jimmy Cleveland (tracks: B1 to B5) Trumpet, Horns, Flugelhorn – Art Farmer

[devilsgatewayhq]

Name: Gabriel Knox Age: 43 Occupation: Owner of Mad Dog Brewery Time living in Tonopah: Native Neighborhood: Springate Crossings Gang Affiliation: None Face Claim: Jensen Ackles

Biography: (tw: alcoholism, death of a spouse, death of a child, physical injury, depression)

For as long as anyone alive can remember, the Knox family has called Tonopah Valley, Nevada, home. Starting out as humble farmers looking to work the land and raise cattle to survive, ranching soon became a way of life for them and they’ve never looked back. Over the years, Rock Hill Ranch became the product of that survival. Spanning 300 coveted acres, the ranch has often been a point of contention between family and strangers alike. Thomas Knox, the latest in a long line of owners, is hellbent to keep Rock Hill in the family, while others are intended to cut a fat check and absorb the land for themselves. He’s done well to hold them off for decades, but now that point of contention has reached a fever pitch with the heir to Rock Hill and Thomas’s eldest son, Gabriel.

From the moment Gabriel came barreling into the world, he was a wild child— a far cry from his name’s biblical undertones. Growing up, he stayed in and out of trouble, supplying his parents with a nonstop headache and his younger siblings with the perfect example of what not to do. Despite his penchant for trouble, Gabe was a bright kid– perhaps too bright in that school never held his interest long enough for him to be good at it. He could crunch numbers quicker than most of the other kids in his class and his photographic memory stored every lesson whether he wanted it to or not, but school never thrilled him. He had all the makings of the next face of Rock Hill Ranch, but Gabriel had other plans. During his sophomore year of high school, he dropped out and turned to the rodeo.

Much to his father’s chagrin, fifteen year old Gabriel thrived in the rodeo world. What started out as him hanging out around the rodeo grounds and mucking stalls and cleaning tack soon turned into training and later, competing. At first, he rode in barrel racing and cutting events, but as time passed, Gabe began delving into bronc riding. Over the next several years, he lived for rodeo nights and neon lights. He lived for any thrill he could find. Little by little, he made a name for himself, and the deeper he got into rodeo, the further away he moved from his father’s idea of who he should be.

Along the way, he met his future wife, Addison. Initially, the two of them were simply using each other and living for the moment, never once thinking about the future– at least up until two pink lines snapped them both back to reality. With the prospect of fatherhood staring him in the face, he bought a ring and proposed. Gabriel couldn’t exactly admit to marrying for love, but he’d promised Addison that he’d be there to help raise their baby, and at twenty-seven years old, Gabe became a father to their firstborn son, Tyler.

The next few years were a balancing act for Gabe, having to divide his time between his family and his work, both at the rodeo and on his father’s ranch. During that time, he couldn’t claim that he always had his attention where it belonged, but shortly after his thirtieth birthday, he got a wake-up call. A riding accident at the rodeo one night left him with a concussion and a shattered shoulder blade, forcing him to slow down when he would have otherwise kept on going. Once he healed, he planned on diving right back in but Addison left him with little choice, threatening him with a divorce if he didn’t get his priorities in order.

With his future at a crossroads, Gabriel ultimately took a step back and started looking more and more at the family business. The short and long of it was that he’d never had any interest in running Rock Hill, and much to his father’s disappointment, he likely never would. More and more, Gabe’s relationship with his father strained over arguments about the future of the ranch. Thomas needed an heir and Gabriel needed a fresh start, a chance to carve his own path. Over the next little bit, Gabe obtained his GED and worked odd jobs here and there to support his family, all the while trying to discover his passion. If it couldn’t be the rodeo, then there had to be something else out there that would fill that void.

Much to Gabe’s surprise, that passion came in the form of brewing. He’d always liked trying different beers and learning about brewing, but he’d never expected to fall in love with it the way he did. Slowly but surely, he began learning the tricks of the trade and set up his own micro-brewery in his garage. His experiment failed more often than not in the beginning, but over time, Gabe finally got an iron grip on brewing. More and more, he desired to take his passion to the next level and open up his own brewery, but without the sufficient funds, he knew that dream would never happen— and he knew better than to ask his father for both his blessing and his financial backing. Luckily for him, he had an uncle that rebelled against Thomas just as hard as Gabriel did and he offered to help.

With his uncle as a silent partner, Gabriel opened up Mad Dog Brewery at age thirty-three. It wasn’t ranching, or the rodeo he’d grown to love and lean on over the years, but it was something Gabe could finally call his own. But that wasn’t the only change headed his way. Two years later, following a surprise pregnancy, Gabe and Addison welcomed twins, Logan and Lochlyn. It finally felt as though the bits and pieces of his life were sliding into place. The brewery was doing well, his kids were healthy and happy, his marriage was mostly back on track, and he still spent most Friday nights at the rodeo– only as a spectator this time. His relationship with his father was still strained the way it always had been, his parents split, but all in all, Gabe couldn’t complain. His life finally had a sense of direction and he could provide for his wife and three kids. To Gabriel, everything else was just noise.

But then one year ago, everything changed and the world as Gabe knew it ended right in front of his eyes. Addison had taken Logan to soccer practice one evening and couldn’t get her car to start on the way home, so she called Gabe to come pick them up. Leaving Tyler and Lochlyn in the care of his mother, he set out to get his wife and son. On the way home, a drunk driver slammed into Gabe’s truck, killing Addison and Logan on impact, and critically injuring Gabe. In the crash, he sustained multiple injuries, including L1 and L2 spinal fractures requiring surgical repair. Due to the extent of his spinal cord injury, Gabe spent the next several months in rehab re-learning how to walk.

Now, a year later, Gabe is still struggling to get his life back on track. A grieving, single father to Tyler and Lochlyn, he’s working hard to make ends meet and be the rock his broken family needs him to be. But his demons often get the best of him and the only solace he can find is usually at the bottom of a bottle. Still, he’s slowly but surely resurfacing and clinging to any semblance of normalcy that he can find in the town he’s always called home.

Headcanons:

Sawyer Decker will always be the one who got away.

Cousin to the Donovan family.

Gabriel named a beer “Raging Goat” after his brother.

[jackoshadows]

Hey, I am curious about something in the asoiaf universe. Like it's mentioned in fanfics that an illegitimate child can't hold lands Or a title. I was wondering if its true. And does it go for all illegitimate children Or just a noble man's. And does it mean that they can't inherit lands or does it mean can't own land at all? If it's true then what do the children do, when they are old enough?

Have a nice day!!

If a Lord or Lady of a house wants to give their bastard some land then that is possible. However that rarely happens because the Lords have their legitimate children who get the titles and land. Especially because marriages are also political, and hence catering to one's bastard would be a loss to the house they are married into. In AGoT, Jon Snow thinks this:

He had thought on it long and hard, lying abed at night while his brothers slept around him. Robb would someday inherit Winterfell, would command great armies as the Warden of the North. Bran and Rickon would be Robb’s bannermen and rule holdfasts in his name. His sisters Arya and Sansa would marry the heirs of other great houses and go south as mistress of castles of their own. But what place could a bastard hope to earn? - Jon, AGoT

In fact the reason Jon decides to join the NW at 14 is because he thinks that's pretty much the only option and career choice he has at that moment. Unlike his siblings he gets no land, no titles.

The only reason bastards do get land and titles is when all the natural born children are dead and the Lord wants his line to continue. In the North for ex. Roose and Ramsay come to mind and Larence Snow being considered as Lord Hornwood.

Catelyn knew how stubborn her son could be. “A bastard cannot inherit.”

“Not unless he is legitimized by royal decree,” said Robb. - Catelyn, ASoS

I would think those same rules extend to the smallfolk like the farmers and soldiers - in that their true born children always come before any bastards in terms of what they can inherit. Not to mention, the stigma and prejudice attached to being a bastard.

The ASoIaF wiki has a detailed summary on bastardy in Westeros and highlights some options available for bastards:

Nonetheless, a bastard might rise high. Male bastards may study at the Citadel and become a maester (e.g., Walys, a former maester of Winterfell[20]) Female bastards are allowed to join the Faith of the Seven and become septas, like Alysanne, Lily, Willow, and Rosey, the four bastard daughters of King Aegon IV Targaryen by his second mistress, Megette.[21] Potentially, this might mean that male bastards could become septons.

Bastards can also be knighted, and may even be appointed to the Kingsguard (e.g., Mervyn Flowers[22]). Bastards can even rise to become the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, as Robert Flowers and Addison Hill did.[23] In the Night's Watch, any man may rise to command, no matter the circumstance of his birth. Bastards who have risen to positions of command include Cotter Pyke,[9] who is the commander at Eastwatch-by-the-Sea, and Robin Hill[16] and Jon Snow,[24] who both became Lord Commanders.

They also mention a House Justman, where a bastard starts his own house! So there are exceptions to every norm.

[libidomechanica]

Untitled # 12403

A curtal sonnet sequence

               I

There is every one host’s identity should envy her breast. A bridegroom who hade ben ded and an outtrage and perfumes in space quat ȝe demen. There his fayre fylyolez þat ryched; and, quite to the same. I said in my body answers I send you have a milkwhite night win of a kynges coupled in a hand. Are pacing both my life, and no Serpent to his hert. Under mother person is evening stars or glowing said.

               II

May for hit hym þoȝt, bot styȝtel, þise lorde fast asleep tinkle in sewe sauerly he telle you woe. For how could not behave ill availed as like the cast thy life, and we dropez of historical superstition’s strenkþe, ȝif I þe belt and sette þe best; your love yourself; then my sleeping more of my honde, and þe wyse of þe grene chapel his name throne that flash of cherries where apart, but first yourselves forests just why he drowe.

               III

Now ridez þis flet, þe heȝe ouer þe loueloker haf ben euer of the after, mony misy and pens imbibed there yet ’tis that love makes my power of law before the knight. Now I will rescued the winds are at his who hold the Farmer’s fallez, and ȝe drows’d with regard. And I make synne, which growing convenient upon her armez, hent him rather sengel, and achaufed hym in þe mor, malt on Tweed, tho’ I was you mean!

               IV

Daughter, plaiting to be granted, to please the crowd of prys þat cofly hym kysse quen þay sette couþe cowpled hor houndez fire about the empression by their most for the woods were worthyly wonder, he let wolde ne grone; till we requiring for Lover! That the purest Plato. If thought he stars or glowing could not old queen sat little this sted wele ne be vale, and forth her hand, the bolde bot our horse the judgment of the tone.

               V

Exclaim the oceans miles around a moral double friar stifled by both. For the parries he made, that reaps not give for to compeyny noble the day was I who that charging on lenþe, þere was much to his mother pride ten thou shalt hear. And þerfore I hear away. Thy azure robe piece of þat þer weppen so þou wyl grant þerinne, but wisdom is turning rather thine, oh, beloved I lost thou can find the day?

               VI

’ With luf-lace schore, and for Cassandra’s blisse; each true; for I wene well should stand inly prayse, nor sweet Christabel, are so vilanous þat cortaysye, lest fell on me dead; but could rushing is awakens the night as a look up at the men shore, have acted on þe endeles me, lose these disches þat he had such lands convey its webs. Then to his sothe, ’ quoþ þe cloþe þat haþelez vchone, þat wynter hir blake chyn with ryȝt hym þen lymped.

               VII

Each thou now? Lightning airs and he took her wyles; and þerfor þat segge, in fearfully even a man die capiendus. Tis always before in violently of þe Rounde Table, vchon oþer chains before him some Wolfe thy cliffs. What honour, your enmy kene. In her some mete wyth hym mawgref his store; when Henry, which last till your eyes, and ryses þat I was full moon, have philanthropic din, unless the murderer much mirror store.

               VIII

That most myrþe, þer clengez on vche lyne vmbelappez þay pastures country’s very much solace by moonlight, my own. Not approved— wouldst thou kenst, then to the glorious glowing off distress join, i’ll rather odd is such watz vphalt, bot þe porter pure Gold her voice to a shrink, like Addison’s faint reflect,— that in my eyes o’er! The brings of care of delirious; so much; for quality. A thing’s maturing there we watching spaceship.

               IX

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               X

And I expectation—tis but Room for hire of the dooth the village freest, þat semed and brushed me yestermorn, as wyȝ þat semly innoȝe. No lighten with gret dyn to fallez hym vprysen, gestes þat walk about that is gode halȝez, as patrounes craft or art. Yes; she plight, where I sleep, in my gentlemen. Which wild Muse but all them up, gotten away from the Alamo. In nothing, and wlonk sadel settel semez.

               XI

But if his Mistress joined in chamber career, she couenauntez byfore me alone as my love, I think and dash my hairs be true! And loud to Lady T’other, whyle wyth wynter wyth hyȝe fest ful bene. Sic a wife affection, and Lyonel, and her; but in exile where you. The hallow-hearted so; her chance was a wab o’ plaiden, to holds thee that vivacious East, sighing of þe worlding holy antique hours be the truth?

               XII

My liege, ’ said Juan gripped into a father shone so proue, some once a brave expansion in words. Your seruaunt be as understands our proude skyrtez, þat watz nieȝ nyȝt, strakande bifore þe belt to stranges, and her armez, loutez fro hame. The execution, like a strong Happiness boughs, have you believed the Don, Balgounie’s bosom-friend: this second wedlock; and yet the king on to love, with the cool as I; but still let me rue it.

               XIII

Bi greuez grene knyȝt to þe depeincten liuely chere, boþe þe metes, for þe wlonk sadel, and slurring thee! Upon his concience moves dark creeping to her Face of nicety, when his hed rech yow wonted song, and haste alone with ass’s ear, which puzzling hours, hussar and as golde hym bisoȝt, þaȝ ȝe ȝourself to give himself speke: what ails the sky, do not gete. Bit him—and bitten me, firm, protective less with that Loue hath melt away.

               XIV

To shield her old face and told I love is a fact is thin fine on, posting came tumbled till devours, where henged with saȝez sene þis auntered, his high place, whene Guenore, and made lame; that smiling by his golde þat I am derely your in her passingly! Stained handsome wont þer sayde: I haf caȝt vp al hole in þat burnyst bryȝt wyn boþe. Dream of, not that’s the flying the earth—and fonde þat god Love, has twa the vast arms reach.

               XV

But though but all the forest ful fire, what is ful harde rocherez rungen ful softe watz bigged bi stoundez and brode watz Adam in this side! And whither raged mosses the air, that’s improve, to make no grwe for you spekez, I were was enclosed facility; then falser than can birth, the mon schowued. Believing in me is my luve o’ my kisse. Without delay; that which once as þe worse that is call’d restore, to lift my heart.

               XVI

Into a gallery, of what others but all my ghost—whatever’s kiss that some minute. They pass, by thee. We boughs, from his pistol butts a-twinkle home it melts into their folding thee to those who in cowl and winter wyth saylande wapped þerfore shore, thy petty price if you that to me here all Ladyes in a hurry, as going to conquests hot, and see just medium hit twixt king Arthur’s court and let lyk as hail.

               XVII

The things trouble deaf heave but Room for crime. As Juan took of hore okez ful grete, half etayn in erde with them closed the rest in Abraham’s bosom their Beauty of ours, which nothing touch on nor saw, famous farce saw that love, to cach; for þe laste. For all truth extolled, alas, that moment ere I country circle. To skim the utmost’—he would so cort to grow. To make his payttrure, þe leuez, to hoarder, do it will cry. Is it went.

               XVIII

Been and þe ȝonder ivied casement of my dome, for soþe, sir, quyl we may last of þe prynces of more heavy cheek and sayde, þe wal history: if any so hard essay’d their habit—there were not, I must have to their bodies, with apple he spokes fell upon his one prayed for independs upon suche þre costes þat he þrat hym to thee. A better, and cried my sex will on paper. Ne pine-tree: in your words Sir Leoline.

               XIX

And bote þe haste, fayth to ȝeldez aȝayn ful swetely sans culotte, ’ and quivering me along the Amor Mio’s! Ask me when I am, first glimpse of marble, mixt red and the countrymen, which he were to take that’s not her, pale, with my soul’s thou not the commenced to say, that ere short howls, not old, but serves: who saw in secrecy our substantinople, which loose from a dunce— inflicted upon another head,—as Auld Lang Syne!

               XX

’Er may be dead thy flowers checks Summer’s day my Stella alone with scenes will give profiteth me here þat ho bere þe halme grypez, and to quelle. A happy they shall wind, when, as plover’s cry, he dry and dalten, and bryȝt so, fermed in hor houndez, and clanging more or less to wish not love or to deny the village free; though it: came over love a littel quik—to þe depeincten liuely chere, and blood- red hearthstone?

               XXI

’ Th’ Sea, suddenly sigh’d;—the next to his luf-laȝyng a lyttel in hand, not to be gain’d,—a lamp and fondly in the girl when thou loue, who may and swear no where all pleasure as I swim through thou have laid down and Glory into cataracts. I though she knew thee alive when the night hence! Who doth many flower pleas’d with the conquest in þat yow for joys. No fault in fiction. Her heart of tryfles þe purest grew expansion.

               XXII

And if unfit, whatever heard the land and tossing and of day and wise, nor so far over-fond: so, to blowez, hent hem lykez. Were þay were were baser side—o rather dumb nor blink. Sure, that all things raise me dead have frae me love her who is myldest mon merkkez and breath, and roue þe wynter with dumbe thing, but this bedde, and the man I had vowed to syngne dame, were oft þen in years of sleep with hast. But the could skim the ocean.

               XXIII

Imbibed they shall her face as love to set budding nigh done, Salámán, and walt þay þayr hounds, young soul continuous lante, I schal vus bytwene to look down overplus; more joy to dille yow tender Lambes ytorne? Beneath the town, I sigh’d;—the newest mantle on my best know time’s remorde to force, but the heavy day I was, but traced as was they staid, pleasure though puddle; hurrah! And syþen þou wylt þyn ax haue frayned, and pride!

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Jays Thump Twins 15-0.

Blue Jays 15 Twins 0 W-Berrios (14-9) L-Matthews (1-2)

The Minnesota Twins snapped a four-game losing streak last night. They looked to keep the good fortunes going tonight at home. The Blue Jays were ready from the start as George Springer was hit by a pitch and Daulton Varsho smacked a Zebby Matthews fastball out to left-center for a two-run homer in the first. Vladimir Guerrero followed with a base hit to center and Spencer Horwitz crushed a curveball out to right for a two-run homer of his own. Alejandro Kirk doubled and Will Wagner singled. Nathan Lukes knocked one in with a ground-rule double to left. Leo Jimenez doubled home a pair with a single to center to extend the Jays lead to seven before the Twins grabbed a bat. Toronto added on in the second when Addison Barger took Zebby Matthews deep for a two-run homer. The Jays added two more in the third as the lead ballooned to eleven after three frames. Will Wagner added a solo blast off Scott Blewett in the sixth. This put Toronto up by twelve and Jose Berrios finished off six shutout innings. Tommy Nance put up a zero in the seventh and the Jays got a couple runs off Kyle Farmer. Erik Swanson had a scoreless eighth and the Blue Jays picked up another run in the ninth. Ryan Burr had a 1-2-3 ninth as the Jays shutout the Twins tonight.

-Final Thoughts- Zebby Matthews got knocked around and barely survived two innings. He gave up nine runs on ten hits with five strikeouts. Michael Tonkin allowed two runs in the third, Scott Blewett gave up a run over three innings, and Caleb Thielbar had a scoreless seventh. Kyle Farmer gave up three innings in two innings to save the bullpen. The Twins scattered four hits and went 0-for-4 with runners in scoring position. They left five men on base. Tomorrow, Yariel Rodriguez faces Bailey Ober in the series finale.

-Chris Kreibich-

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Beer Birthdays

Josef Groll (1813)

Christian Diehl (1842)

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Five Favorite Birthdays

Count Basie; jazz pianist, bandleader (1904)

Aubrey Beardsley; English artist, illustrator (1872)

Friz Freleng; animator (1906)

Joe Strummer; English rock singer, songwriter (1952)

Peter Weir; film director (1944)

Famous Birthdays

Janet Baker; English soprano (1933)

Nikolay Bogolyubov; Russian mathematician and physicist (1909)

Usain Bolt; Jamaican sprinter (1986)

Sergey Brin; Google co-founder (1973)

Bo Burnham; comedian (1990)

James Burton; guitarist (1939)

Dina Carroll; English singer-songwriter (1968)

Kim Cattrall; English-Canadian actor (1956)

Augustin-Louis Cauchy; French mathematician (1789)

Wilt Chamberlain; Philadelphia 76ers C (1936)

Jackie DeShannon; singer (1944)

Addison Farmer; bassist (1928)

Art Farmer; jazz trumpeter (1928)

Hubert Gautier; French mathematician (1660)

Charles Frédéric Gerhardt; French chemist (1816)

Carl Giammarese; singer-songwriter (1947)

Otto Goldschmidt; German composer (1829)

Eric Goles; Chilean mathematician (1951)

Nathaniel Everett Green; English painter and astronomer (1823)

Jean-Baptiste Greuze; French painter (1725)

Stephen Hillenburg; marine biologist and animator (1961)

Patrick Juvet; Swiss singer-songwriter (1950)

Angel Karaliychev; Bulgarian author (1902)

M.M. Kaye; British writer (1908)

X. J. Kennedy; poet (1929)

Ruth Manning-Sanders; Welsh-English author and poet (1886)

Giacomo F. Maraldi; French-Italian astronomer and mathematician (1665)

Patty McCormack; actor (1945)

Jim McMahon; Chicago Bears QB (1959)

Jules Michelet; French historian and philosopher (1798)

Christopher Robin Milne (1920)

Carrie-Anne Moss; Canadian actor (1967)

William Murdoch; Scottish engineer and inventor (1754)

Barry Norman; English author (1933)

William Henry Ogilvie; Scottish-Australian poet and author (1869)

Ozma, Queen of Oz; book character (1904)

Hayden Panettiere; actor (1989)

Frank Perry; film director (1930)

Basil Poledouris; Greek-American composer (1945)

Blossom Rock; actress (1895)

Kenny Rogers; country singer (1938)

Christian Schad; German painter (1894)

Lucius Shepard; author (1943)

Harry Smith; television journalist (1951)

Steve Smith; rock drummer (1954)

Ivan Stang; author (1953)

Jean Stas; Belgian chemist (1813)

Robert Stone; writer (1937)

Jeff Stryker; porn actor (1962)

Melvin Van Peebles; actor (1932)

Pete Weber; bowler (1962)

Clarence Williams III; actor (1939)

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Worth Tasting Announces Newest Culinary Tour Destination

Culture and Cuisine of Amelia Island, Florida to be Featured in

October 2024 Culinary Weekend

NEW HAVEN, CT (July 9, 2024) – “Worth Tasting," the highly esteemed culinary tour is excited to announce: A Culinary Weekend in Paradise at The Addison on Amelia Island in Florida. This exclusive, all-inclusive 3-night culinary weekend is scheduled for Friday, October 18th- Monday, October 21st.

 

Highlights of the weekend include a culinary walking tour of downtown Fernandina Beach with sips and small bites at each location, visits to farmers markets, cooking instruction, and of course incredible food the entire weekend. The weekend will be hosted by nationally syndicated culinary travel columnist Stephen Fries and serial entrepreneur Christopher Bartlett.

“Amelia Island is a gem known for its beautiful landscapes and rich history along with a vibrant culinary scene,” said Stephen Fries. “To be able to learn from local chefs while indulging in culinary delights will be an unforgettable gastronomic experience.”

Guests on Worth Tasting will stay at The Addison on Amelia Island, a charming bed and breakfast on Amelia Island. The inn resides in the Fernandina Beach historic district, surrounded by Victorian-inspired architecture, and is within walking distance of local activities.

The culinary experience includes a 3-course breakfast each morning at The Addison, lunch on Saturday and Sunday, and an evening social hour before dinner. Additional highlights of the weekend will include time spent in historic downtown Fernandina Beach, opportunities to learn the secrets of creating food boards, and unique dining experiences at renowned Fernandina Beach restaurants.

“Amelia Island has emerged as a premier foodie destination, and Worth Tasting is the perfect complement for visitors seeking an exceptional culinary adventure,” said Lisa West, owner of The Addison on Amelia Island. “Now in its second year, Worth Tasting delivers an authentic farm-to-table experience that highlights everything that makes Amelia Island so special. We are thrilled to be hosting Stephen and Chris along with Worth Tasting once again.”

About Stephen and Chris

Worth Tasting events are hosted by culinary travel columnist Stephen Fries and serial entrepreneur Christopher Bartlett. Stephen and Chris have hosted Worth Tasting in downtown New Haven, CT for 15 years. They are both on the Board of the International Association of Culinary Professionals. Stephen is Professor Emeritus of Hospitality Management and spent 36 years as Professor & Coordinator of the Connecticut Community College’s program. Chris is the CEO of GEM Advertising and the producer of Poetic Sunset Escapes which can be found on YouTube, Facebook, and Twitter.

This package is $895/person in addition to the room rate. For more info and reservations visit bit.ly/44f4sPZ