Many Many MANY moons ago, when you could download music from this site, there was a torrent called, "Music To Fist By".  Does anyone have the exact playlist (in order) that it was supplied in?  I have the songs, but they're not in the original order.
Thaanks!

Not impressed with the new layout.  Takes forever to load with all those pics.

What I find very humorous is the fact that several years ago while living in a large college town and on my lunch break I decided that I would like something out of the ordinary and made my way to the Mid-East Market/Deli (not it's real name). I became "fond" of some of the food from the Persian Gulf region while I was stationed there and had a craving. While standing at the counter, several "foreign nationals" were watching football (what we in the US call soccer) and glanced over at me and started making derogatory remarks in the dialect of their origins (which shall remain nameless, as it would id where they were from), I guess they didn't know I could understand what they were saying. Boy, were they in for a surprise!

After receiving my order, in the same dialect as the young gentlemen watching football, I requested to speak to the manager. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that every one of these "gentlemen" shut their traps. I then, in the FORMAL dialect they were speaking, registered my complaint, LOUDLY. I asked if he "entertained" these types of "ruffians" often in his establishment and stated that I would be having a word with the local Imam, (insert name here), the next time he was in my office, which just happened to be after I finished my lunch. It seems that one of the gentlemen was related to the Imam and came forth and promptly apologized. I asked his name and thanked him for his apology and told him he would be better off not consorting with the likes of those gentlemen and would be telling the Imam the same thing.

Turns out, the gentleman that apologized came to my office with the Imam who asked that I go with him to the diner and point out who these "ruffians" were. At first I was hesitant. I dealt with the Muslim community quite a bit, and didn't want trouble, but finally agreed. As we exited the office, what I would call "Elders" (it was one of the Elder's sons' that apologized) met us and we walked to the diner. When the bell jingled, the place got deathly quiet. The owner of the establishment then apologized and every other "ruffian" apologized there after.

I shouldn't have been nervous it turns out. Honor is a strong thing among the Muslim community that I'm speaking of, each of the gentlemen that gave me "lip" had to come to my office, with their parents, and apologized over the course of the next week. My business, which had a minority of Muslim clients, increased when the local Muslim people realized that I could speak, not necessarily fluently, several dialects of Arabic.

Just like not all American's are "nice", there are "assholes" from every country, and they are the ones that give that country/region a bad name.

(I still don't list the fact that I can speak these dialects on my resume. It's nice to keep some things a surprise until they are needed.)

Born & raised in West Virginia, USA (East Coast) and NO… we are not part of Virginia. We formed our own state in 1860's to avoid becoming a Confederate State during the Civil War. At age 23 I joined the US Navy and had the chance to travel the world. Spent a lot of time in the Caribbean (Cuba, Puerto Rico), France, Italy, Turkey, Morocco, Israel, UAE, PI, just to name a few. One time I spent 2 weeks on different airplanes and flew around the world twice, never disembarking except to change aircraft while on the airstrip or ship. Sounds gross? It was! Was only able to shower while aircraft was on the ship. Got stinky after a while (shudder).

So, I've been around. But I moved back to my hometown. Was missing the mountains!

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