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Well, that was interesting! I've never used it before. Heck, never even searched for ChatGPT before. But:
Develope a ballad for the 1800s cowboy Subdeacon JoeChatGPT said:
Absolutely, partner—here’s a classic-styled ballad about Subdeacon Joe, sung around a campfire under the stars. Let me know if you want music chords or to adjust the vibe.
Ballad of Subdeacon Joe
(An 1800s Western-style cowboy ballad)Verse 1
Out where the sagebrush meets heaven’s blue dome,
Rode Subdeacon Joe, a long way from home.
Bible in saddlebag, six-gun in hand,
He preached on the prairie, God's law in the land.Chorus
Oh ride, Subdeacon, ride through the storm,
Your collar is dusted, your spirit is warm.
From Dodge down to Tucson, the sinners all know,
There’s fire and grace in Subdeacon Joe.Verse 2
He'd walk into town with a prayer and a glare,
The rustlers would scatter, the saloons would stare.
He’d bless every bottle, then pour out the sin,
And challenge the devil with a toothy grin.Verse 3
They said he once healed a barkeep's blind eye,
Then shot a card cheat ‘fore he could lie.
“Repent,” he would say, “or taste iron and flame,
For I ride with the Lord and I shoot in His name.”Chorus
Oh ride, Subdeacon, ride through the storm,
Your collar is dusted, your spirit is warm.
From Deadwood to Tombstone, the legends still grow,
Of the gun-slingin’ preacher, Subdeacon Joe.Verse 4
One night in Durango, the devil came 'round,
With a gang full o' ghosts, bringin’ fire to town.
Joe stood on the steeple, cross high in the sky,
And hollered, “Come test me, but one of us’ll die.”Final Chorus
Oh ride, Subdeacon, ride through the flame,
Your soul is remembered, the West speaks your name.
The sun sets in silence where heroes don't go,
But heaven made room for Subdeacon Joe.
Yeah, right! Ol' Scratch likely has a chair with my name on it.
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Once at an indoor range I kept getting hit with .40 caibre brass from a guy 2 lanes to my left. Some went down my collar, 1 loged between my glasses frame and my skin. None of it burned. It was warm, yes, but none of it burned.
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17 hours ago, Rip Snorter said:
Yeah, just looked up recipes, nearly all sweets which we use very lightly. Way I was brought up, waste goes against my grain. One way or another, have to shell the dam' things.
Chop them, add to the crumbs used to coat fried foods. Toast the chopped nuts to sprinkle on salads or on top of steak.
Or
https://greatcurryrecipes.net/2011/12/30/chilli-roasted-pistachios/#mv-creation-149-jtr
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4 hours ago, Pat Riot said:
Thanks Marshal.
I love elephants.
Humans do something similar. At least human mothers do. Gather the young, keep them safe.
If you’ve ever been in an earthquake Moms and most women will strive to protect children. Men will strive to protect the women.
I should say most Moms, women and men. There are many that are just too stupid to protect themselves, let alone children or anyone else.
I read a lot of comments on various fora. A lot of idjits leaving things like, "Oh! Animals are soooo much better than people!" and, "If only people cared for each other the way animals do!"
I suggested that those people go watch bird feeders for a few days. Also to get out of big cities and look at the hicks and rubes in flyover country.
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31 minutes ago, Sgt. C.J. Sabre, SASS #46770 said:
Oh great. NOW he's going to get all swelled headed and post even MORE stuff.
All I have to say to THAT is
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4 hours ago, Marshal Mo Hare, SASS #45984 said:
ATK recommends Better than Boullion Roasted Beef Base
Or just their regular beef base. Both are excellent.
Mix it with sour cream and dehydrated onion flakes for onion dip, or with cream cheese thinned with mayonnaise or sour cream and minced kosher dills for a spread for crackers or appetizers.
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37 minutes ago, Pat Riot said:
Interesting. Thanks Joe.
I cannot tell you how many times I have gone up and down that highway stretch called “The Grape Vine”. It would have to be dozens.
Today I learned why suicide lanes are called “Suicide Lanes”. Cool!
If you go up and down that portion of the 5 you can se the logic in why the split the interstate like that. Smart engineering.
Oh, and the same morons that drive slow in the fast lane in the lowlands drive the same way up the grape vine.
That entire stretch of highway going north and south are rife with situations that escalate road rage due to driver ignorance and a lack of police presence except for the Truck Lanes on the NB side of the freeway. Cops are all over those truckers. If you drive over 35 going down into the San Joaquin Valley in the trucks lanes you are busted.
It’s definitely an interesting stretch of highway.
If you are in a bad mood the grapevine will add to that mood. Before you hit the grapevine pull off, get something to eat and or drink. Do the same after as well. I highly recommend the TA Truck Stop on the north end of that stretch.https://www.laalmanac.com/transport/tr27h.php
Thanks, Pat. I didn't know that the name went that far back. When going down into the Central Valley I always keep one eye on the rearview, I've avoided one runaway truck. That's two too many.
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Interesting woman.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ada_Blackjack
From the Dartmouth article:
In 1921, in an ill-fated attempt to settle Wrangel Island (in the Chukchi Sea north of Siberia) and establish a territorial claim, Vilhjalmur Stefansson recruited four men -- Allan Crawford, Milton Galle, Lorne Knight, and Fred Maurer -- to settle on the island and hunt game. While outfitting the expedition in Nome, the team hired Ada Blackjack, a woman whose ancestors had lived in area homelands since time immemorial. After an expected relief ship failed to appear late the following year, Crawford, Galle, and Maurer set out in January 1923 to walk over the pack ice to Siberia. They were not heard from again. Knight, suffering from scurvy, remained behind with Blackjack; he died on June 23, 1923. Left with the expedition’s cat, Vic, Blackjack survived alone until the arrival of Harold Noice and the crew of the Donaldson, on August 20, 1923.
And, a photo from the FB thread i found about her
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Man! No onions! When I don't know what I want to cook I start off with sauteing onions and garlic in butter and olive oil. If nothing else I just have that over bread.