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Bon matin Francis. Doesn't that mean it's not ripe yet?

Greetings.

Here's some thoughts on the subject of time for you busy inhabitants of the international community


Between haunting past and taunting future
Constantly revolving
Between ghosts we fear and hopes we nurture
The present is dissolving

Here's a saying from the mystical orient:

The past is history, the future's a mystery. This moment is a gift, and that's why we call it the present.

Take it to heart, and you'll never be late again

I would say so, Bob!

Greetings. Some BD celebrities for today:

1767 Andrew Jackson, 7th president of the United States and hero of the War of 1812 (Waxhaw, SC; died 1845)
1904 George Brent,actor (42nd St, Jezebel, Dark Victory);(Dublin, Ireland, died 1979)
1923 Laurence Tisch, entertainment executive (New York, NY)
1932 Alan Bean, astronaut (Wheeler, TX)
1933 Roy Clark, country singer (Meherrin, Va.)
1933 Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Supreme Court justice (Brooklyn, NY)
1935 Judd Hirsch, actor (New York, NY)
1941 Mike Love, singer/musician and member of the Beach Boys (Los Angeles, CA)
1944 Sly Stone, singer/musician (Dallas, TX)
1954 Craig Wasson, actor (Ontario, OR)
1961 Fabio, actor/model (Milan, Italy)

B'day of Albert Eisntein today:
"The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once." -- Albert Einstein

Dys: We said Happy Birthday to Einstein yesterday.

BTW: I loved your Ballad of Easy Rider the other day.

Good morning, WA2K radio.

Wow! all those songs that say something about every personality known in America.

dys, I never cared for In the Summertime or whatever. The meter was all out of whack.

Andy, that was a very interesting story. Yikes! Wonder what that delegation would have thought of Miami?

I see that I have some catching up to do, so I'll be back later with earth shaking news.

and now for some important announcements:

Cyracuz is a man with marvelous thoughts.
Panz knows his music, but has never revealed his Canada key.
Raggedy always keeps us up to date on who's who and when they were born.
McTag obviously recognizes that the car doesn't always make the man.
edgar is prolific with his songs and pithy observations.
Francis is the French that we love to love.
Bob from Boston always amazes us with his extensive knowledge in many areas.

And dys is dys. <smile>

With McTag's permission and understanding of American history, I know that he won't be offended by the following Johnny Horton song in honor of Andrew Jackson and his kitchen cabinet.



In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans

We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

We looked down the river and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing

We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire till we seed their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em ..Well....we...

…fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannonballs 'n' powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind

We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

SPOKEN TAG

Hut, hut, three, four

Unfortunately, listeners, Jackson's Indian policy was not one that we are very proud of.

Letty, onstage we call A the Canadian key(eh?)
And C the Mexican key(si)
Just sillyness. And of course D in the South is dawg.

Thanks Raggedyaggie for letting us know it's Roy Clark's birthday. Since I've already posted lyrics to Yesterday when I was Young, I ll have to choose another song he sang.

For The Good Times

Roy Clark

Don't look so sad,
I know it's over
But life goes on
And this old world will keep on turning.

Let's just be glad
We had some time
To spend together
There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning

Lay your head
Upon my pillow.
Hold your warm and tender body
Close to mine.

Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft against the window.
And make believe you love me.
One more time.
For the good times

I'll get along,
You'll find another.
And I'll be here if you should find
You ever need me.

Don't say a word
About tomorrow or forever.
There'll be time enough for sadness
When you leave me.

Lay your head
Upon my pillow.
Hold your warm and tender body
Close to mine.

Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft against the window.
And make believe you love me.
One more time.
For the good times.

I saw him perform many years ago on stage at an old movie theater. He had such a terrible cold, he had to stop singing during the second half of the show, so he played banjo and guitar instead and he was great.

Thanks, Panz. I was hearing the pronunciation incorrectly.

Thus "eh" is "hey". (long a)

My brother in law is a real stickler when it comes to the pronunciation of French wine.

One is required to say Lafite Roth-"shield" instead of Roths child.

Cr "eh"pes instead of crapes. As I have always said, listeners. It's the sound of the language that makes it appealing.

Odd, folks. I always thought that Bon matin meant good morning song.

Ah, the things that we learn and the beauty of songs. Each tells its own story.

Question for the day:

Without looking it up, who sang: Ruby, Don't Take Your Love to Town.

Kenny Rogers

My, my, Bob, that was quick. You have just won a free pass to see a car assembly line in action in motor city.

Back later, folks. If anyone can locate eoe, we certainly would like her updates.

Thank you! Thank you! That was second on my list . First was the surfing olympics on a sea of boiling lava.

weather wise, we now have our first snow of measurement on the ground (still coming down) for this winter. Last week meself and the lady Diane spent in the back yard landscaping 72 degrees and today there is 6" snow and the temp is 32".

persnickety, aren't we, Bob. Making a moue at Bob.

Here's an interesting article on the birth of the blues, listeners:

http://www.springingtheblues.com/briefhistory.cfm

The ides of March has come, but not gone, folks.

Surely you jest. Actually I chose that sport because the number of entries was really small. The last time I tried it I was the only entry. I came in first (also last).

I every time I hear that (or read it) all I can think of is:
I'm perfectly serious...and don't call me Shirley.

Well that is most peculiar.

I've heard of a indian summer. Is that an eskimo winter?