Monday, June 13, 2011

Song of the Week, Sault Ste. Marie and Clarification of the Social Status of Certain Viruses

I have just returned to Saginaw from Sault Ste. Marie, my home sweet home. I reconnected with the engineering mastery of the Soo Locks,
the deliciousness of Peanut Butter Mackinaw Island Fudge ice cream, 
the sweet juiciness of a bacon cheeseburger,
the warm feeling of the Barbeau winds carrying the smell of the green acres across my face,
the animalistic joy of sinking a putt on a mini-golf course,
the discount sensation of fullness that comes with a meal from Frank's Place,
the overwhelming see of little tourist shop gimmicks and merchandise,
the complete satisfaction of ingesting a Chai Smoothie from Penny's kitchen, and....

...the sound of my sister having put her shoes in the drier at 7am to rouse the house.


A classic, and one that everybody can participate in producing on Sunday's jamfest.

We are still working out the details of biking the last portion of the trip into Bliss with Robbie. If you have questions, post them. Otherwise, we will continue to update and plan.

 stu out


  1. I dig the pick. I was just singing this song to myself as I was biking the hilly rollercoaster from Rapid to Wall, SD.

    I trust that you guys visited The Holy Grounds.

  2. Yeah, while you were being a tourist I was enjoying the adventures of pretending to be like Kenny Powers out on the jet ski for hours.... my shoes... that I needed to wear for work that evening.... They dried the rest of the way in my back window in the car :) SHOUT OUT!