Podcast 159 - ". I discovered that I could cure my Minnesota accent by sticking a piece of adhesive tape on the underside of my tongue, which makes me sound like a Harvard graduate. "
Today is my 94th birthday. While many things have changed over these 94 years,. some have not changed. These include birthday cakes and candles, greeting cards from family and friends, special presents and good food. I am a happy man.
Thank you Garrison. We shall overcome this temporary sullying of our nation. There will be retribution for the evil meted out by the sociopaths in DC. It may not be swift, but it better damn well be thorough.
When I was in seminary my preaching prof tools me to "lose the Rhode Island accent"( think Bawston with spikes) and I managed to turn it into an acceptable Midwest "drawl".
But I'm retired now....let the RhodeIslander out of that closet
Hey GK, I’m right there with you hanging on to the old times in my past but adjusting pretty quickly to the be-bop pulula beat of the singers all over New York, even here in Cold Spring these days. So life is good, however bad it might seem sometimes. Even more so at the moment with a President that might make it on the vaudeville circuit, but I doubt it. We need to unite and ignite our passion to bring good into the world and our neighborhoods. So let’s do it by letting our Representatives know we are not happy and in fact threatened by our wanna-be dictator king and it is your elected duty to remove him from his office before he starts a nuclear war.
Just as an aside, and as a 73 year old who knows the lyrics to Honkey Tonk Women, I was fascinated as a youngster with the coelacanth. It belongs to a class of creatures that have stayed relatively unchanged since the age of the dinosaurs, a phenomenon scientists call phenotypic stasis. Just in case you ever happen to mention this old fish again, it’s pronounced See-lo-kanth.
I'm not sure but think you might have your tongue in cheek and, if so, I congratulate you for the great comment. If I am mistaking your meaning, well, congratulations all the same for the good science. It's a welcome bit of salt and vinegar to all of the sugar and sweet here. I interpret the "sugar and sweet" and self- congratulations here though with affection and understanding because I think it is a form of self- comforting that reflects a human need for some peace and happiness, searched for and found even in places of nostalgia, fabrication and illusion. Call it the "reflecting pool" of the human spirit. We long for the clear blue waters that reflect our ideals and our idealized selves and when the reality is a desecrated, damaged slimey, swampy pit, we comfort ourselves with denial and illusion and reversion to imagined better days, happier times..What is troubling though is conflating the comforts and happiness of one person with the status of everyone, equating knowing the lyrics to songs with comfort and joy in the here and now. It's possible that the guy most recently arrested as the latest scapegoat for thump's crimes also knows the words to "Honkey Tonk Women." It isn't "politics" to rage against the transformation of our government into a body of organized crime. We can all still join in song, whether old hymns or old rock and roll or the lullabies of Broadway while grieving, weeping and raging and gnashing our teeth over the horrors our fellow citizens summoned upon us all. Maybe just one paragraph of disgust and outrage from Mr. K. about the "UFC" obscenity or the "reflecting pool" or the "war-not-war" or the sociopath-in-chief frequently saying he wants to be given the Medal of Honor....etc.etc.etc.
I was in the audience at savannah yesterday. Thank you for continuing your good work to bring optimism, humor, humanity, and a perspective, which is much needed in our current climate. I agree with your musings regarding the brilliance of what can be accomplished around four in the morning after a good night’s restive sleep… Also, I'm very much enjoying the audiobook version of your memoir A Minnesota life. Since it was Father's Day yesterday, I thought you might mention something about the trip with your father to New York City to deliver the Pontiac to the dock to be shipped to your to the service man, but what she did share regarding your daughter was actually much more poignant as were your many wonderful open honest recollections during your wonderful monologue . Thank you Again for continuing To Spread the Beautiful spirit Of humor , humility, And hope for the future.
Dear Garrison, Love this so much and have so enjoyed seeing you live twice this past 9 months!! Right here in Minnesota!!! Thank you for talking with us in the theater vestibule and for breaking the audience into song multiple times!!! It felt patriotic and real in a way we don’t often find lately. Thank you for being on the road this past year. It’s been awesome.
I am just now learning the words to some of the songs from the Stones, the Beatles and the Beach Boys...because they come up on the TV music videos..and I can still read. I really like some of the words..funny how I used to make up words that sounded like they fit in. I am enjoying them all now more than I had time for in my youth... I am 83 going on 84..
Well done, Gary and Happy Birthday. I enjoy your raves and criticism of the current collection of madmen in Washington DC. Be well and keep on keeping on in the spirit of the Prairie Home from which you came.
Artificial intelligence algorithms will never, ever be able to conjure, calibrate, or comprehend the exponential dividends from simple acts of paying it forward both of which are so very cherished by their inferior meat sack creators...
Appreciate you John thank you for taking our garbage bin out we are truly blessed to have you for our neighbor much love my friend please if we can help in some way we here for you my friend 🫶🙏⚘️
Well you and I can do that (ignore the current state) because we have enough wealth and will be legging it out of this veil tears soon. Others, this will effect them for decades and they deserve the efforts of all of us when the time comes.
Good one, G.K. God bless America and also forgive us for the mess that we're in . . . and help us out again if He will be so kind. It stinks, and we're all in it, ain't nobody clean, like Trip told Shaw in the movie, "Glory." https://youtu.be/Nxw4amhTsII?si=qwHABJ-MumDkEQz5
My parents never talked about politics, either. When I was in 2nd grade I asked my mother about the “I like Ike” buttons that some of the kids were wearing on Election Day. She told me that she and my father voted for Stevenson because they didn’t think it was a good idea to have a general as president. I guess that I became a Democrat that day.
Today is my 94th birthday. While many things have changed over these 94 years,. some have not changed. These include birthday cakes and candles, greeting cards from family and friends, special presents and good food. I am a happy man.
Happy Birthday!!! What an awesome thing to get to listen to GK
on your blessed birthday.
Thank you Garrison. We shall overcome this temporary sullying of our nation. There will be retribution for the evil meted out by the sociopaths in DC. It may not be swift, but it better damn well be thorough.
It will be a balancing of the books, a being held accountable
by one Very Annoyed Accountant!
It WILL be.
When I was in seminary my preaching prof tools me to "lose the Rhode Island accent"( think Bawston with spikes) and I managed to turn it into an acceptable Midwest "drawl".
But I'm retired now....let the RhodeIslander out of that closet
Or maybe 'Bahstin.'
Hey GK, I’m right there with you hanging on to the old times in my past but adjusting pretty quickly to the be-bop pulula beat of the singers all over New York, even here in Cold Spring these days. So life is good, however bad it might seem sometimes. Even more so at the moment with a President that might make it on the vaudeville circuit, but I doubt it. We need to unite and ignite our passion to bring good into the world and our neighborhoods. So let’s do it by letting our Representatives know we are not happy and in fact threatened by our wanna-be dictator king and it is your elected duty to remove him from his office before he starts a nuclear war.
Just as an aside, and as a 73 year old who knows the lyrics to Honkey Tonk Women, I was fascinated as a youngster with the coelacanth. It belongs to a class of creatures that have stayed relatively unchanged since the age of the dinosaurs, a phenomenon scientists call phenotypic stasis. Just in case you ever happen to mention this old fish again, it’s pronounced See-lo-kanth.
I'm not sure but think you might have your tongue in cheek and, if so, I congratulate you for the great comment. If I am mistaking your meaning, well, congratulations all the same for the good science. It's a welcome bit of salt and vinegar to all of the sugar and sweet here. I interpret the "sugar and sweet" and self- congratulations here though with affection and understanding because I think it is a form of self- comforting that reflects a human need for some peace and happiness, searched for and found even in places of nostalgia, fabrication and illusion. Call it the "reflecting pool" of the human spirit. We long for the clear blue waters that reflect our ideals and our idealized selves and when the reality is a desecrated, damaged slimey, swampy pit, we comfort ourselves with denial and illusion and reversion to imagined better days, happier times..What is troubling though is conflating the comforts and happiness of one person with the status of everyone, equating knowing the lyrics to songs with comfort and joy in the here and now. It's possible that the guy most recently arrested as the latest scapegoat for thump's crimes also knows the words to "Honkey Tonk Women." It isn't "politics" to rage against the transformation of our government into a body of organized crime. We can all still join in song, whether old hymns or old rock and roll or the lullabies of Broadway while grieving, weeping and raging and gnashing our teeth over the horrors our fellow citizens summoned upon us all. Maybe just one paragraph of disgust and outrage from Mr. K. about the "UFC" obscenity or the "reflecting pool" or the "war-not-war" or the sociopath-in-chief frequently saying he wants to be given the Medal of Honor....etc.etc.etc.
OMG, Garrison, I can't stop 🤣🤣🤣! And, congratulations on finally graduating from Harvard!
Yes, you said it exactly right! “He ought to go through a soul detector!” 👍🏼
I was in the audience at savannah yesterday. Thank you for continuing your good work to bring optimism, humor, humanity, and a perspective, which is much needed in our current climate. I agree with your musings regarding the brilliance of what can be accomplished around four in the morning after a good night’s restive sleep… Also, I'm very much enjoying the audiobook version of your memoir A Minnesota life. Since it was Father's Day yesterday, I thought you might mention something about the trip with your father to New York City to deliver the Pontiac to the dock to be shipped to your to the service man, but what she did share regarding your daughter was actually much more poignant as were your many wonderful open honest recollections during your wonderful monologue . Thank you Again for continuing To Spread the Beautiful spirit Of humor , humility, And hope for the future.
Part of the moral of the story is, pay attention to the little things and small pleasures of daily life while we have this precious gift.
Dear Garrison, Love this so much and have so enjoyed seeing you live twice this past 9 months!! Right here in Minnesota!!! Thank you for talking with us in the theater vestibule and for breaking the audience into song multiple times!!! It felt patriotic and real in a way we don’t often find lately. Thank you for being on the road this past year. It’s been awesome.
My musician husband from St. Paul, Minnesota wrote this anthem for our country’s 250th. It’s poignant and raw. Hope people can enjoy it. https://m.soundcloud.com/rickdimmel-thereverbs/two-hundred-and-fifty-years?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
I am just now learning the words to some of the songs from the Stones, the Beatles and the Beach Boys...because they come up on the TV music videos..and I can still read. I really like some of the words..funny how I used to make up words that sounded like they fit in. I am enjoying them all now more than I had time for in my youth... I am 83 going on 84..
Well done, Gary and Happy Birthday. I enjoy your raves and criticism of the current collection of madmen in Washington DC. Be well and keep on keeping on in the spirit of the Prairie Home from which you came.
Artificial intelligence algorithms will never, ever be able to conjure, calibrate, or comprehend the exponential dividends from simple acts of paying it forward both of which are so very cherished by their inferior meat sack creators...
Appreciate you John thank you for taking our garbage bin out we are truly blessed to have you for our neighbor much love my friend please if we can help in some way we here for you my friend 🫶🙏⚘️
Well you and I can do that (ignore the current state) because we have enough wealth and will be legging it out of this veil tears soon. Others, this will effect them for decades and they deserve the efforts of all of us when the time comes.
Good one, G.K. God bless America and also forgive us for the mess that we're in . . . and help us out again if He will be so kind. It stinks, and we're all in it, ain't nobody clean, like Trip told Shaw in the movie, "Glory." https://youtu.be/Nxw4amhTsII?si=qwHABJ-MumDkEQz5
My parents never talked about politics, either. When I was in 2nd grade I asked my mother about the “I like Ike” buttons that some of the kids were wearing on Election Day. She told me that she and my father voted for Stevenson because they didn’t think it was a good idea to have a general as president. I guess that I became a Democrat that day.