Saturday, August 25, 2007
The Name of the Blog
So I did some research and here goes my conclusion as to why this blog is named Alice's Restaurant: There is a folksinger named Arlo Guthrie who did quite the long song back in '67 which was named "Alice's Restaurant." The fact that Mr. Guthrie played at Woodstock (the original in '69) leads me to believe that Mr. N could like his music and/or he himself, although I am not assuming that Mr. N liked every song performed or every artist that performed those songs. We all know how Mr. N loves the Woodstock concert. I have read the lyrics to the song in full (it is quite a good story, even if it has nothing to do with the name of the blog) and I am convinced that it may be his inspiration for naming the sight. Also, it seems like him to set up an activity (or in this case, the name of a blog) based on music and to have us try to find out who the artist responsible for the song in question may be. I might be wrong but this is what I'm going with.
Monday, August 20, 2007
10...err..8 possible reasons this blog is named Alice's Restaurant
Ever since Mr. N launched his new blog and invited me to be a contributor, I have been obsessed with discovering why he named the blog "Alice's Restaurant." So, I have created a list of possible reasons for his choice of a name.
1. Mr. N used to flip burgers and take out the trash at a restaurant owned by a gal named Alice.
2. Alice's Restaurant has some hidden meaning in a counter culture.
3. Alice's Restaurant isn't really a restaurant at all.
4. If you know about Alice's Restaurant it can change your life.
5. You can get about anything you want at Alice's Restaurant.
6. One dreary November day, Mr. N burned the turkey and had to eat Thanksgiving dinner at Alice's Restaurant.
7. Richard Nixon was convinced Alice's Restaurant was really owned by communist sympathizers.
8. Alice bailed Mr. N out of jail.
Alice's Restaurant...hmmm...I don't have a clue. Do you?
Mr. G
1. Mr. N used to flip burgers and take out the trash at a restaurant owned by a gal named Alice.
2. Alice's Restaurant has some hidden meaning in a counter culture.
3. Alice's Restaurant isn't really a restaurant at all.
4. If you know about Alice's Restaurant it can change your life.
5. You can get about anything you want at Alice's Restaurant.
6. One dreary November day, Mr. N burned the turkey and had to eat Thanksgiving dinner at Alice's Restaurant.
7. Richard Nixon was convinced Alice's Restaurant was really owned by communist sympathizers.
8. Alice bailed Mr. N out of jail.
Alice's Restaurant...hmmm...I don't have a clue. Do you?
Mr. G
Sunday, August 19, 2007
What I did on my summer vacation.

Hello students!
Welcome to Applied Communications and Alice's Restaurant. I trust you had a fantastic summer. These last three months have seemed to evaporate overnight.
My summer started with a vacation to New England. My wife who is from New Hampshire and I combined visiting her family with doing some touristy stuff. We went whale watching and saw some awesome displays of humpback whale behavior. We went to Salem, Massachusetts and
toured the Salem Witch Museum. If you had me for Junior English, you know all about the witch hunts from reading The Crucible last year. Traveling through the Green Mountains of the Appalachian Range looking for moose produced no results, but we did see some gorgeous scenery.
We reached the Vermont/New York border and decided to travel the 120 miles into upstate New York to see the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown. You can spend a week there and not see everything.
Sometimes those trips to see relatives, especially in-laws can be tedious visits, but that was hardly the case for me. My wife's brother lives on the edge of Lake Winnepesaukee in the heart of the White Mountains in N.H. I fished, jet skied, and
toured the Salem Witch Museum. If you had me for Junior English, you know all about the witch hunts from reading The Crucible last year. Traveling through the Green Mountains of the Appalachian Range looking for moose produced no results, but we did see some gorgeous scenery.
We reached the Vermont/New York border and decided to travel the 120 miles into upstate New York to see the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown. You can spend a week there and not see everything.
Sometimes those trips to see relatives, especially in-laws can be tedious visits, but that was hardly the case for me. My wife's brother lives on the edge of Lake Winnepesaukee in the heart of the White Mountains in N.H. I fished, jet skied, and

ate all the lobster I could eat while we were there . I wrote a poem in my journal about the lake. It is truly hard to complain about the country I live in when I look at the picture of me fishing below the U.S. flag.
One of the highlights of my trip came when we were visiting my sister-in-law at Hampton Beach, N.H. She lives about two blocks away from the beach. I arose one morning at 4:15 am to take a video of the sunrise over the ocean. Armed with my camera I shot some pretty amazing video. I posted the video to the web, and if you're interested, you can watch it here:
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