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Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will.
Oh, man has invented his doom,
First step was touching the moon.

Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sit there as the night grows still.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?

Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill,
Then they bury him with stars,
Sell his body like they do used cars.

Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sit there facin' the hill.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?

Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies.

But there's a woman on my block,
Sitting there in a cold chill.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?

Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker,
Heartbreaker, backbreaker,
Leave no stone unturned.
May be an actor in a plot,
That might be all that you got
'Til your error you clearly learn.

Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled.
Oh, man is opposed to fair play,
He wants it all and he wants it his way.

Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sit there as the night grows still.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?



Copyright © 1983 Special Rider Music

dj, that was a fabulous collection of traveling songs. You are an amazing person, my friend and so relevant to what we try and discuss here. Right listeners?

John of Virginia, you have no need to be vindicated. You have already done that on the battlefield.

edgar, where in the world you find these unusual tunes, I will never know. They are always so different. I just finished watching The Odyssey. It really was fabulous. Great special effects; the acting was truly superb, and there were quiet messages.

My night time song to you all, in the studio, and listening on the radio:
There was a moon out in space
But a cloud drifted over it's face
You kissed me and went on your way
The night we called it a day
I heard the song of the spheres
Like a minor lament in my ears
I hadn't the heart left to pray
The night we called it a day
Soft through the dark
The hoot of an owl in the sky
Sad though his song
No bluer was he than i
The moon went down stars were gone
But the sun didn't rise with the dawn
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day.


Good night all.

With love from Letty

I have always been interested in songs no one else of my acquaintance is aware of. I don't do this to be different; my nose merely leads me to them.

Good Morning All:

Some birthday celebs for March 9:

1451 Amerigo Vespucci, explorer (Florence, Italy; died 1512)
1918 Mickey Spillane, writer (Brooklyn, NY)
1926 Irene Papas, actress (Chiliomedion, Greece)
1934 Yuri Gagarin, cosmonaut and 1st person to travel in space (Gzhatsk, USSR; died 1968)
1936 Mickey Gilley, country singer/musician (Natchez, MS)
Marty Ingels, actor (Brooklyn, NY)
1940 Raul Julia, actor (San Juan, Puerto Rico; died 1994)
1943 Bobby Fischer, chess champion (Chicago, IL)
Trish Van Devere, actress (Tenafly, NJ)
1948 Jeffrey Osborne, musician/songwriter (Providence, RI)
1960 Linda Fiorentino, actress (Philadelphia, PA)
1965 Brian Bosworth, football player (Oklahoma City, OK)
1922 Benito Santiago, baseball player (Ponce, Puerto Rico)

Thought for the day:
Satire is meant to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable.
(H.L. Mencken)

Good morning, WA2K radio.

edgar, Perhaps you should call yourself the bloodhound of the music industry.

For those of us who reside in the United States, here's a bit of humor about the tax system:

TAX Time


America is a land of untold wealth. Most of it is untold on the tax forms!


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Tax loopholes are just like parking spaces. As soon as you get there, they aren't there anymore.


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Don't put off until tomorrow what you can do today.
There may be a tax on it by then!


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There is nothing more permanent than a temporary tax.


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The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax.

Albert Einstein


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I don't mind telling you, I'm worried sick. I put a Valentine card and my income tax return into the same mail. Now I can't remember which one I signed "Guess Who"?


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A man had fallen between the rails in a subway station. People were all crowding around trying to get him out before the train ran him over. They were all shouting. "Give me your hand!" but the man would not reach up. Mulla Nasrudin elbowed his way through the crowd and leaned over the man. "Friend," he asked, "what is your profession?""I am an income tax inspector," gasped the man.

"In that case," said Nasrudin, "take my hand!"

The man immediately grasped the Mulla's hand and was hauled to safety. Nasrudin turned to the amazed by-standers. "Never ask a tax man to give you anything, you fools."


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Isn't it appropriate that the month of the tax begins with April Fool's Day and ends with cries of "May Day!"


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A couple of weeks after hearing a sermon on Psalms 51:2-4 (knowing my own hidden secrets) and Psalms 52:3-4 (lies and deceit), a man wrote the following letter to the IRS:

I have been unable to sleep, knowing that I have cheated on my income tax. I understated my taxable income, and have enclosed a check for $150.00.

If I still can't sleep, I will send the rest.


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It's easy to find out who is going to become a tax collector. In the nursery, give all the kids lemons. The one who squeezes it dry is going to work for the IRS.


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The difference between the short and long tax forms is simple:
If you use the short form, the government gets your money.
If you use the long form, the accountant gets your money.


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Taxation WITH representation isn't so hot, either.


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Fully half of Americans would rather be mugged by street criminals than audited by the IRS, according to a recent survey reported in Harper's magazine.

We assume the other half have never been audited.

(Survey source: Harper's, April 1998)

Well, Raggedy, It looks as though you and I were two ships that passed in the night. Thanks for that update, gal.

Quiz for the poets:

From what narrative poem did the quote, "...two ships that pass in the night...." originate.

And Dino greets us with a morning song:

Good morning life
Good morning sun how are your skies above
Gee it's great to be alive and in love

Good morning life
Good morning birds sing out your happy tunes
Feels so good because I'll be seeing her soon

Last night she said she loved me
What a pity to part
I slept with both eyes open waiting for today to start

Good morning life
Good morning world how are you happiness
All at once I know what livin' can be
It's life, it's free, it's someone waiting for me
Who'll someday be my wife, good morning life

Good morning life
Good morning life

Last night she said she loved me
What a pity to part
I slept with both eyes open waiting for today to start

Good morning life
Good morning world how are you happiness
All at once I know what livin' can be
Ah it's life, it's free, it's someone waiting for me
Who'll someday be my wife, good morning life

Well, it must be spring here because just after sunrise this morning the sky over my house was filled with hot air balloons, this will continuue every morning now until next winter and is quite a delight to sit on my patio and talk/wave to the people in the baskets in the sky while I have my coffee. I shall take a pic or 2 to post on this thread in the near future.

dys, what a delight that must be to witness the sky full of hot air. <smile>

Explain the reason for the season, if you will.

balloons
There is a landing field not far from Dys (and my house) which means we get to see the balloons low in the sky as they come in for a landing. My two dogs have learned to look up at the sky as they hear the whoosh-whoosh of the balloons as they reduce the gas to land.

The balloon season is defined by the winds in the valley. High winds are a no-no. The early morning is the least windy time of day.

Over 200 registered balloon pilots live in the Albuquerque area.

BBB

BBB and dys, it is a warming sight to see such colors in the azure. So it's just a hobby with some folks like wind sailing or surfing, then.

Lovely picture. I wish that our radio audience could see what we see.

actually letty here it's a popular business with a number of pilots (hot air) selling hot air balloon rides (about $100) every morning that is flyable. in the fall there is the balloon festival with 1,000's of balloons from all over the world including one night-time flight with all the balloons lit up in the sky from the propane burners. quite a sight.

Oh, behind every piece of blue there's a green. Did I see a Remax promo?

When, I was a kid, listeners, I had a game called The Wise Old owl. It was really a great learning device. I recall that one of the questions had to do with, "When was the Atlantic first crossed by air?" The answer was, "By two men in a balloon in 1846." That year may not be correct, but I think the refax is.

Background on ballooning
Background on ballooning

Ballooning began in the late 1700s when brothers Jacques Etienne and Joseph Montgolfier, French papermakers, began experimenting with hot-air balloons. They launched their first balloon, made of cloth lined with paper and filled with smoke, on June 4, 1783, in Annonay, France. That September, they again launched a balloon, this one carrying a duck, a rooster and a sheep. The balloon stayed aloft about eight minutes and delivered the animals safely back to earth.

On Nov. 21 the same year, another Frenchman, scientist Jean Francois Pilatre de Rozier, ascended to an altitude of about 80 feet in the first manned balloon flight.

Ballooning quickly became the rage, especially in France. Other milestones in ballooning's history include:

* The first balloon flight across the English Channel, Jan. 7, 1785, when Frenchman Jean-Pierre Blanchard and American physician John Jeffries crossed from Dover, England, to Calais, France, in two hours.

* The first manned flight into the stratosphere, in 1931, when Swiss physicist Auguste Piccard developed a pressurized cabin in which he and an assistant ascended from Augsburg, Germany, to 51,775 feet.

* The first transatlantic crossing, in August 1978, achieved by Ben Abruzzo, Maxie Anderson and Larry Newman, who set off from Presque Isle, Maine, and landed 40 miles west of Paris after a flight of 137 hours, 6 minutes.

* The first North American transcontinental flight, in May 1980, by Anderson and his son Kris, who flew from Fort Baker, Calif., to Matane, Quebec.

* The first Pacific crossing, in November 1981, when Abruzzo, Newman, Rocky Aoki and Ron Clark flew from Nagashima, Japan, to Covelo, Calif., in 84 hours, 31 minutes.

BBB, are you trying to tell our listeners that the wise old owl erred?

Quite a list of balloon firsts, however. Thanks, gal

Military balloon flight history
Military balloon flight history

http://www.wrs.afrl.af.mil/library/balloon.htm

Speaking of first flights, BBB. Our Hispanics don't seem to be well represented here, so this is for them:

El águila (un fragmento) Él abrocha el crag con las manos torcidas; Cerca del sol en tierras solas, Ring'd con el mundo azul, él está parado. El mar arrugado debajo de él arrastres; Él mira de sus paredes de la montaña, y como un rayo él se cae. -- Alfred, Señor Tennyson

Can anyone here translate that without resorting to subterfuge?

No. Subterfuge employed.....

Alfred Tennyson, Lord Tennyson
The Eagle
HE clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

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