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A friend of this blog, David Golia, who is the husband of Big Lou the Accordion Princess and also plays bass in her band, Polka Casserole, sends this photo of a spot he and Big Lou recently visited:
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A friend of this blog, David Golia, who is the husband of Big Lou the Accordion Princess and also plays bass in her band, Polka Casserole, sends this photo of a spot he and Big Lou recently visited:
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MMM Yummy!! First?
Posted by: Audidealer | February 14, 2007 at 03:23 PM
Is it automatic or do you have to feed it quarters and use a wand?
Posted by: Hammond Rye | February 14, 2007 at 03:23 PM
SNORK @Hammie. but the sad thing is that i had to think about it for a minute.
Posted by: wickedwitch | February 14, 2007 at 03:25 PM
MMM Yummy!! First?
Posted by: Audidealer | February 14, 2007 at 03:25 PM
Dave is dropping names again.
Posted by: Jazzzz | February 14, 2007 at 03:25 PM
First!
Posted by: me | February 14, 2007 at 03:25 PM
Off to iTunes I go!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by: Addicted to 24 | February 14, 2007 at 03:25 PM
Todays word, kids, is EEEEEEEEEEW.
Can YOU say Eeeeeeew???
Posted by: Punkin Poo | February 14, 2007 at 03:27 PM
Sounds like a very romantic getaway kinda place...
Hammie? for our ho
rneymoon??Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 03:27 PM
So if the liver is raw, it won't be washed?
Washing any kind of liver... urrkkk!
Posted by: JerseyGirl | February 14, 2007 at 03:27 PM
liver brings a flashback of last nights' House episode with the 25 ft long gross tapeworm. eeeeeew!
Posted by: wickedwitch | February 14, 2007 at 03:30 PM
So if the liver is raw, it won't be washed?
Washing any kind of liver... urrkkk!
Posted by: JerseyGirl | February 14, 2007 at 03:31 PM
Is this like one of those "food & gas" signs you see along the highway. Cause if so, I think I'll wait for the next exit.
*Hoping for *"boiled lobster & pedicure" sign*
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | February 14, 2007 at 03:32 PM
If I
liverlived there, I'd move.Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 03:32 PM
*snork* at Cheryl!
Or "Veal Marsala & Massage"
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 03:36 PM
Paging Nurse Tammy...
Get a gander at Jazzzz and Hammie's socks... They turned out even better than I'd expected. Natural light makes all the difference.
Posted by: JerseyGirl | February 14, 2007 at 03:36 PM
*sends Dave an extra "s"*
Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 03:36 PM
Could've been worse, could've been wurst.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | February 14, 2007 at 03:37 PM
Liver and bacon and onions and mashed potato....droooooollll....sets off to supermarket....
Posted by: Dr Acula | February 14, 2007 at 03:38 PM
LOL Cheryl!
Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 03:39 PM
"Yup, you go up there past Fried Liver Wash, then take a left at Head Cheese Draw. Follow Chitlins Gorge for about a mile, the listen for the accordions."
Posted by: Hammond Rye | February 14, 2007 at 03:40 PM
It's the typo that's important. It's supposed to read Flied Liver Wash.
Posted by: Hereford | February 14, 2007 at 03:41 PM
Add an "n"
Posted by: Hammond Rye | February 14, 2007 at 03:41 PM
I'm with you Dr A. Sounds like the perfect VD meal.
Posted by: ubetcha | February 14, 2007 at 03:42 PM
For some reason this reminds me of a funeral home I saw in a small town in Ireland in 1978... There were gas pumps out front.
Posted by: JerseyGirl | February 14, 2007 at 03:43 PM
I would vote for a man who likes liver and onions. Dr. or not.
Posted by: Hanna | February 14, 2007 at 03:44 PM
or the sound of dueling banjos, Hammie....
Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 03:44 PM
Off to bed, 'nite all
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 14, 2007 at 03:45 PM
Nighty-night, Mot!
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 03:45 PM
Nite, Mot!!!
Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 03:46 PM
Mot, as close as I can figger, matinee?
Posted by: Hanna | February 14, 2007 at 03:47 PM
Siouxie! How's that Ming Dynasty vase?
BTW, lunch with Mom was truly delicious. Plus there were red and white balloons everywhere, and a king and queen were voted on and crowned. And four kinds of cheesecake!
*lady-like burp*
'Scuse me.
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 03:53 PM
Hey Sioux - Thanks for the past blast!
That kid grew up. You can check out his new video
under Banjo Boy. Dream Big is also incredible.
Posted by: Meditrina | February 14, 2007 at 03:57 PM
sounds like finger a manatee
Posted by: Chaz | February 14, 2007 at 03:58 PM
That was my first attempt. Let me try, try again.
Posted by: Meditrina | February 14, 2007 at 03:59 PM
Ducky, ask CH! we had the most interesting conversation! (he may still be a little sore).
wow...sounds deeeeelish!
I'm taking my
hot datedaughter to a nice lobster dinner tonight ;-)Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 03:59 PM
You have to click on Banjo Boy. Sorry, it was my virginal voyage with the textlinkythingamajig.
But worth it.
Happy VD all. Going to get the br
eats and referee the madness, but in a good way.Posted by: Meditrina | February 14, 2007 at 04:02 PM
I think CH may still be in a faint.
Lobster dinner sounds yummy! Mr. Ducky and I will go out for a nice dinner somewhere, but not tonight. Maybe over the weekend. It will be way too crowded tonight for his tastes, so I'll fix something nice at home.
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 04:03 PM
Thanks for the banjo boy, Med, that was great! Happy V Day to you!
*flaps off to take dog to vet*
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 04:04 PM
Dream Big by Ryan Shupe and The Rubberbands is my mantra. I know you wanted to ask but were afraid to.
Posted by: Meditrina | February 14, 2007 at 04:05 PM
The slideshow of Shroeder's makes it look like fun. One of the guys was quoted as saying something like: "Polka is better than aerobics, because in aerobics there is no beer."
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | February 14, 2007 at 04:13 PM
That's nothing. "Hungry Mother State Park" is off I-81 in SW Virginia.
Posted by: Phil | February 14, 2007 at 04:20 PM
CH was shopping... decided against the back-hair shaver. Didin't like the idea of ingrown hairs.
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 14, 2007 at 04:27 PM
Also didn't care for the fact that the packaging is clearly designed to appeal to gay men. NTTAWWT, but it ain't me.
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 14, 2007 at 04:28 PM
Well, when me and my baby go on romantic camping get aways, she often kneels down waist deep in the river after we set up camp. I play the accordian. We refer to this ritual as "washing the Tuna." Does anyone else do this when camping?........oh.
Posted by: Merriweather Lewis Jones | February 14, 2007 at 04:31 PM
Ducky....we are eating in tonight also (went out for sushi last night, I need a Midol™)
Posted by: Jazzzz | February 14, 2007 at 04:37 PM
That time of the month, Jazzzzie?
Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 04:59 PM
Jazzzz! I didn't know Midol affected the aftereffects of sushi consumption.
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 05:01 PM
my liver isn't fried, is there a pickled liver wash?
Posted by: crossgirl | February 14, 2007 at 05:02 PM
I'm retaining water today. Makes my joints ache. Actually, not too bad.
Posted by: Jazzzz | February 14, 2007 at 05:09 PM
Wellwellwellwellwell, Mr. Ducky just walked in with a vase full of one dozen peach colored roses (my favorite)! GOOD, Mr. Ducky! A fine start to the evening! ;-)
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 05:11 PM
*me thinks Walter ain't the only one trying to get lucky tonight*
Lucky Mr. Ducky??
Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 05:14 PM
We'll see... ;-)
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 05:17 PM
we get to see ?!!?!
*hurriedly plops into the hammock and sloshes beer everywhere*
Posted by: Mr.Fisher | February 14, 2007 at 05:24 PM
"VD"??? - I send my sympathy - I hear penicillin works.
*dashes back out to work*
Posted by: Gypsysoul66 | February 14, 2007 at 05:27 PM
ok, ya'll may have your nice dinners and roses and chocolates. the men in my life cleaned up the bathroom and did laundry when i was puking everywhere last night. top that!!
Posted by: crossgirl | February 14, 2007 at 05:32 PM
Good heavens. I didn't know that this was that sort of a blog.
*pulls up a comfy chair and cracks open a beer.*
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 14, 2007 at 05:32 PM
*closes curtains, locks doors*
Sorry, Mr. Fisher; the "we" in question pertains to 1) Mr. Ducky and 2) me.
That is all.
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 05:34 PM
awwwwwww cg! you done brung 'em up right! how ya feeling today??
Posted by: Siouxie | February 14, 2007 at 05:34 PM
Clean Hands: How's the back feeling? :-P
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 05:35 PM
cg...THAT, is true love
Posted by: Jazzzz | February 14, 2007 at 05:38 PM
*applauds crossgirl for her enlightened upbringing of male children*
Hope you're feeling better!
I will give my son applause, as well, since while I took the dog to the vet, he vacuumed the carpeting downstairs.
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 05:38 PM
much better siouxie, it musta been a 24 hour thing.
they were initially horrified, as was i, but they didn't have to be asked to help. this is the first valentine's day that i've been relieved to NOT have plans.
Posted by: crossgirl | February 14, 2007 at 05:39 PM
*dashes back in and waves at her buds - miss you all*
Posted by: Gypsysoul66 | February 14, 2007 at 05:42 PM
My back's just fine, since I've decided, for the moment (subject to advice & consent from she who must snuggle a scritchy back... or not) to leave it the h3ll alone.
Siouxie merely tanned it a bit back there. Crisped some of the less-robust hairs.
Do y'all smell something burning?
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 14, 2007 at 05:43 PM
((cg))
^5 cg's enlightened boys
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 14, 2007 at 05:46 PM
Hanna, Mot lives in South Africa.
Posted by: Jessica R. | February 14, 2007 at 05:48 PM
ah, it's ok, no worries, I didn't have any plans anyways.
I'll just sit here with Clean Hands and clip my toe nails or some such.
[[ burp! ]]
Posted by: Mr.Fisher | February 14, 2007 at 06:00 PM
Here in sunny Florida, we have a park that is named Faver Dykes. As I pass the roadside signs, I often think that's hardly fair! NTTIAWWT.
Must have cold beer before I can catch up on the BlogHaps.
*Fills washtub with beer and ice atop the BlogBar*
Posted by: CJrun | February 14, 2007 at 06:02 PM
For some reason this reminds me of a funeral home I saw in a small town in Ireland in 1978...
My daughters and I once camped outside of a little little town in Colorado (Alamosa?) where a local business was called "Just Caskets".
Posted by: slyeyes | February 14, 2007 at 06:02 PM
nothing says "love" like Fried Liver, washed and/or otherwise. (just sayin'...)
Posted by: puppytoes | February 14, 2007 at 06:04 PM
You lie in gentle sleep beside her
She hears your warm and rhythmic breathing
She takes her hand and holds it tightly
Over your mouth; can’t hear you screaming
She kisses tears from your eyes
Her smile is sweeter than the morning
And here it comes
Can’t you feel it Cleanie?
Can’t you feel it, here it comes
Feel it, feel it, fire, hot wax, sear!
Something’s burnin’
Something’s burnin’
Something’s burnin’; I think it’s flesh
I believe it’s flesh.
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 06:05 PM
Ouch.
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 14, 2007 at 06:08 PM
I am going to have nightmares now, Ducky. And I'm going to be sleeping very lightly. Thank you.
*shudders*
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 14, 2007 at 06:11 PM
(((Clean Hands)))
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 14, 2007 at 06:23 PM
Fried Liver Wash...sounds like wherever this location is, the state in question apparently hired the Official State Location Namer from hyar. This state hired him after he got fired from Nevada for coming up with the name, "Pahrump". Not sure what they fired him from hyar for...prolly don' wanna know...
Posted by: Skunkfeathers | February 14, 2007 at 06:55 PM
David Golia?
David and Goliath?
More dropped letters?
Posted by: Stevie W | February 14, 2007 at 07:18 PM
Hey Just Ducky, you got roses and Mr. Ducky is probably going to - um - get
luckya nice thank you and you're writing songs for us? ;)Cheryl, I'm with you on the "lobster and pedicure" off ramp. In a nice hotel, with a little champagne, right? :)
Posted by: Eleanor | February 14, 2007 at 10:19 PM
gee el, my valentine's day wasn't much but at least i didn't have to give a lobster a pedicure...
Posted by: crossgirl | February 15, 2007 at 08:30 AM
gee el, my valentine's day wasn't much but at least i didn't have to give a lobster a pedicure...
Posted by: crossgirl | February 15, 2007 at 08:30 AM
*zips in*
Hey lower case cg, we passed on giving the lobster a pedicure and just ate him - with a little melted butter. Yum.
Posted by: Eleanor | February 15, 2007 at 10:29 AM
Follow-up: I asked Mrs. H. last night, in all seriousness, whether I should consider doing something about my back hair. After she stopped laughing, she said that it really doesn't make any difference to her, but she was touched that I would consider it.
So there!
>.<
U
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 15, 2007 at 12:30 PM
CH, how sweet!
For funny names, there are towns in Oregon called Drain, Oregon and Boring, Oregon.
Posted by: Kristina L. | February 15, 2007 at 10:29 PM