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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2014 7:07 am
by dcarter
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 1:16 pm
by highlandcreek
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 1:04 pm
by calexico
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It's been some time.

Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 8:01 pm
by gblues
I am mourning tonight for one of the the finest men I have known. The Pogues! For you,Ben!

Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 6:52 pm
by sturgeongeneral

Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 9:07 am
by ct
WOW, how horrible!

Rest in Peace, Ben.

Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2012 12:52 am
by Dr. Zapatos

Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 9:52 am
by cooiyddba
Rest in peace Ben.

Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 8:55 am
by Still Be Around
Just checked this for the first time in months and saw this. What happened??

Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 7:59 pm
by seobts004
It makes sense, thanks for post.

Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 2:16 pm
by Talus
Huge heart, small ego, and just a whole lot of fun to bullshit with. Turned me on to some great music and made me laugh. This Stella is raised to you Mr. Hilton.

Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 2:23 am
by SPIKE
This is so wierd. It's like when you know someone who dies but you don't know them that well but you feel bad, only you know someone online who dies who you don't know that well online, or even at all in person, and you still feel bad.

I'll guess like so many other broken hearts, I will remember Ben best for decieving me into falling in love with his avatar.

Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 9:03 am
by calexico
Anyone still hanging around here hit me up on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/jim.condon.7

or Twitter @calexico65


Reach out and touch....

Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:40 am
by sturgeongeneral
we had a couple back and forths about various authors. russell banks was a topic du jour. an exerpt from our discussions:

"Russell Banks' works embody and express the spirit of the functional dysfunctional everyman. Mr. Banks is the echo who speaks to the man who wandered the lesser road leading to a prison of ice that encapsulates his fears, insecurities, false bravados and his demons hiding under the bed."

so tell my baby i said so long
tell my mother i did no wrong
tell my brother to watch his own
and tell my friends to mourn me none

i'm chained upon the face of time
feelin' full of foolish rhyme
there ain't no dark till something shines
i'm bound to leave this dark behind

Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 6:13 pm
by gdavis5446
I love you!
Another favorite of his. I don't know how many Westerberg boots he mailed me from UK to FL with wonderful commentary provided.
Seems fitting
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2lyx2rm ... ata_player