Life in the slow lane.
 

Approaching a rare controlled intersection (which is to say, a stop
sign off the congruence of two "major" highways that constitue the
flimsy rationale for the existence of the town) this morning, a
passerthrough witnessed a substantial group of youngish men gathered
around a flatbed trailer upon which rested a cheap looking upright
piano.....somewhere in LaFarge, or Wilton, or Ettrick, or.....

One of their number was standing in front of the instrument and
banging out some badly played and unfamiliar amateur rendition of
something eminently forgetable. The traveller, struck by the
incongruity (or perhaps it was the immediatley recognizable
perfection) of the scene came to a rare complete stop at the sign that
all locals know is just for tourists anyway. All eyes on the landward
side strayed to the road (there really wasn't all that much else to
look at anyway) while those in the vehicle serenely surveyed the
roadside scene.

"Rockin!" quoth the inhabitant of the latter.

Much laughter, came the reply from the crew.

Waves and smiles were exchanged.

giles
who, having been around the block a few times, notes that it could
have been worse.

Life in the slow lane.
 

On May 29, 9:47*am, Giles wrote:
Approaching a rare controlled intersection (which is to say, a stop
sign off the congruence of two "major" highways that constitue the
flimsy rationale for the existence of the town) this morning, a
passerthrough witnessed a substantial group of youngish men gathered
around a flatbed trailer upon which rested a cheap looking upright
piano.....somewhere in LaFarge, or Wilton, or Ettrick, or.....

One of their number was standing in front of the instrument and
banging out some badly played and unfamiliar amateur rendition of
something eminently forgetable. *The traveller, struck by the
incongruity (or perhaps it was the immediatley recognizable
perfection) of the scene came to a rare complete stop at the sign that
all locals know is just for tourists anyway. *All eyes on the landward
side strayed to the road (there really wasn't all that much else to
look at anyway) while those in the vehicle serenely surveyed the
roadside scene.

"Rockin!" quoth the inhabitant of the latter.

Much laughter, came the reply from the crew.

Waves and smiles were exchanged.

giles
who, having been around the block a few times, notes that it could
have been worse.

OK, read that three times and cannot get the image in my head
straight. :-(

--riverman

Life in the slow lane.
 

On May 30, 3:50*am, riverman wrote:
On May 29, 9:47*am, Giles wrote:





Approaching a rare controlled intersection (which is to say, a stop
sign off the congruence of two "major" highways that constitue the
flimsy rationale for the existence of the town) this morning, a
passerthrough witnessed a substantial group of youngish men gathered
around a flatbed trailer upon which rested a cheap looking upright
piano.....somewhere in LaFarge, or Wilton, or Ettrick, or.....

One of their number was standing in front of the instrument and
banging out some badly played and unfamiliar amateur rendition of
something eminently forgetable. *The traveller, struck by the
incongruity (or perhaps it was the immediatley recognizable
perfection) of the scene came to a rare complete stop at the sign that
all locals know is just for tourists anyway. *All eyes on the landward
side strayed to the road (there really wasn't all that much else to
look at anyway) while those in the vehicle serenely surveyed the
roadside scene.

"Rockin!" quoth the inhabitant of the latter.

Much laughter, came the reply from the crew.

Waves and smiles were exchanged.

giles
who, having been around the block a few times, notes that it could
have been worse.

OK, read that three times and cannot get the image in my head
straight. :-(

--riverman- Hide quoted text -

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I saw a bunch of youngish men standing around a trailer behind a
pickup truck, parked in front of a church. On the trailer was an
upright piano. One young man was standing on the trailer, in front of
the piano, banging out something execrable.....and doing it badly. I
came to a complete stop at the stop sign. I looked to my left. Some
of the young men standing in the street looked back.

I said, "Rockin!"

They laughed.

I drove through the intersection and, looking in the side mirror, I
saw them wave. I did likewise.

giles
who, truth be told, likes the first version better. not as
prosaically explicit perhaps.....but the REALLY good things in life
often aren't.

Life in the slow lane.
 

On May 31, 6:21*am, Giles wrote:
On May 30, 3:50*am, riverman wrote:





On May 29, 9:47*am, Giles wrote:

Approaching a rare controlled intersection (which is to say, a stop
sign off the congruence of two "major" highways that constitue the
flimsy rationale for the existence of the town) this morning, a
passerthrough witnessed a substantial group of youngish men gathered
around a flatbed trailer upon which rested a cheap looking upright
piano.....somewhere in LaFarge, or Wilton, or Ettrick, or.....

One of their number was standing in front of the instrument and
banging out some badly played and unfamiliar amateur rendition of
something eminently forgetable. *The traveller, struck by the
incongruity (or perhaps it was the immediatley recognizable
perfection) of the scene came to a rare complete stop at the sign that
all locals know is just for tourists anyway. *All eyes on the landward
side strayed to the road (there really wasn't all that much else to
look at anyway) while those in the vehicle serenely surveyed the
roadside scene.

"Rockin!" quoth the inhabitant of the latter.

Much laughter, came the reply from the crew.

Waves and smiles were exchanged.

giles
who, having been around the block a few times, notes that it could
have been worse.

OK, read that three times and cannot get the image in my head
straight. :-(

--riverman- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

I saw a bunch of youngish men standing around a trailer behind a
pickup truck, parked in front of a church. *On the trailer was an
upright piano. *One young man was standing on the trailer, in front of
the piano, banging out something execrable.....and doing it badly. *I
came to a complete stop at the stop sign. *I looked to my left. *Some
of the young men standing in the street looked back.

I said, "Rockin!"

They laughed.

I drove through the intersection and, looking in the side mirror, I
saw them wave. *I did likewise.

giles
who, truth be told, likes the first version better. *not as
prosaically explicit perhaps.....but the REALLY good things in life
often aren't.

LOL..with the Cliff's Notes, I reread the original and it made perfect
sense. :-)

--riverman

Life in the slow lane.
 

riverman wrote:
LOL..with the Cliff's Notes, I reread the original and it made perfect
sense. :-)

Not so much Cliff's Notes as a translation from the gibberish.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Life in the slow lane.
 

On May 31, 1:28*pm, Ken Fortenberry
wrote:
riverman wrote:
LOL..with the Cliff's Notes, I reread the original and it made perfect
sense. :-)

Not so much Cliff's Notes as a translation from the gibberish.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Gibberish? Well, Oxy Bow Wow!

g.
****in' preadolescent morons.
and.....um......oh yeah, BOO! :)

Life in the slow lane.
 

Giles wrote in news:7f7f3e3e-23cc-45bb-9abb-
:

On May 31, 1:28*pm, Ken Fortenberry
wrote:
riverman wrote:
LOL..with the Cliff's Notes, I reread the original and it made perfect
sense. :-)

Not so much Cliff's Notes as a translation from the gibberish.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Gibberish? Well, Oxy Bow Wow!

g.
****in' preadolescent morons.
and.....um......oh yeah, BOO! :)


Gibberish is putting it lightly, discombobulated bull**** is more in order;
only that Green Pea between the ears of Green Teeth Giles can comprehend
such nonsense.

HH.

Life in the slow lane.
 

On Jun 8, 9:55*pm, ScovilleUnit wrote:
Giles wrote in news:7f7f3e3e-23cc-45bb-9abb-
:





On May 31, 1:28*pm, Ken Fortenberry
wrote:
riverman wrote:
LOL..with the Cliff's Notes, I reread the original and it made perfect
sense. :-)

Not so much Cliff's Notes as a translation from the gibberish.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Gibberish? *Well, Oxy Bow Wow!

g.
****in' preadolescent morons.
and.....um......oh yeah, BOO! * * *:)

Gibberish is putting it lightly, discombobulated bull**** is more in order;
only that Green Pea between the ears of Green Teeth Giles can comprehend
such nonsense.

HH.

moron.

g.