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Code Monkey Dance

Remember Code Monkey? Course you do ....

Code Monkey have every reason

To get out this place

Code Monkey just keep on working

See your soft pretty face

Much rather wake up, eat a coffee cake

Take bath, take nap

This job fulfilling in creative way

Such a load of crap

Code Monkey think someday he have everything even pretty girl like

you

Code Monkey just waiting for now

Code Monkey say someday, somehow

Code Monkey like Fritos

Code Monkey like Tab and Mountain Dew

Code Monkey very simple man

With big warm fuzzy secret heart:

Code Monkey like you

It follows naturally that we now have a Code Monkey Dance on YouTube.

# posted by Brian Dunbar : 8:57 PM

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Copperhead Road

Catchy tune catches up with reality.

I volunteered for the Army on my birthday

They draft the white trash first,'round here anyway

I done two tours of duty in Vietnam

And I came home with a brand new plan

I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico

I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road

Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air

I wake up screaming like I'm back over there

I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you know

You better stay away from Copperhead Road.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present Kentucky - grass capital of the United

States.

Many of the small towns of Eastern Kentucky, steeped in a tradition

of bootlegging moonshine, also have high rates of unemployment and

poverty and in some cases, public corruption, according to federal

drug officials. People can make as much as $2,000 from a single

plant, an often irresistible draw when good-paying jobs are scarce.

Much of what is harvested is carried in car trunks to such cities

as Pittsburgh, Cleveland and Detroit, authorities say.

Complete with DEA choppers and booby traps. Saaa-lute.

# posted by Brian Dunbar : 7:27 PM

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Heart Attack

"A heart attack?" she said, "Shut up!"

Thanks, Nancy, for a bit of sunshine in a dismal morning.

First - Pasty is fine . . .

for someone who is on her back in ICU. Yes, she had a heart attack,

but we got her to the hospital in time and the doctors and the medical

arts are good enough that matters were brought to a halt before there

was any damage to her heart.

There was also a feeling she had that it wasn't gas and that the right

course of action was to drive quickly but with due caution to the

emergency room. Deity chiming in? Common sense? Subconscious? Damfino