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My word, listeners. I was certain that C.I. was going to give us a warning about a PC threat. I'm assuming, that the paddle worm is a prototype for something that isn't alive and inching it's way through whatever. <smile>

Shudda warned you; it's from a MD, not a tech doc.

C.I., I think it was an engineer who invented the EKG machine. Odd that an MD should send you that info, especially after you maligned the profession. Tsk, tsk.

Listeners, I would like to recommend the movie, King Arthur. Not only was it engrossing, but presents the Camelot King in quite a different light from the legends.

http://www.themoviebox.net/movies/2004/IJKLM/King-Arthur/trailer-page.html

C.I., do me a favor and repost that link to the funnneeeeee twelve days of Christmas. My friend here has a birthday on New Year's Eve, and he is very ill. I would like to make him and his wife laugh.

Good Morning to All

Some Birthday celebrities for today:




1808 Andrew Johnson, 17th president of the United States (Raleigh, NC; died 1875)
1809 William Gladstone, British prime minister (Liverpool, England; died 1898)
1876 Pablo Casals, cellist (Venrell, Spain; died 1973)
Rasputin, monk, mystic (Siberia, Russia; assassinated 1916)
1936 Mary Tyler Moore, actress (Brooklyn, NY)
1938 Jon Voight, actor (Yonkers, NY)
1946 Marianne Faithfull, singer (London, England)
1947 Ted Danson, actor (San Diego, CA)

Raggedy, Great group picture of the cast of The Mary Tyler Moore Show. Betty White was soooooo funny in Lake Placid. She dared to smile at a crocodile.

Just a little tune from Peter Pan:

Never smile at a crocodile,
Never stop and say you'd like to chat awhile.
Don't be taken in by his friendly grin,
He is thinking how you'd fit into his skin.
etc. etc.etc.

And then there is the SIR Elton John version:



Well I saw my baby walkin',
With another man today,
Well I saw my baby walkin'
With another man today.
When I asked her "What's the matter?"
This is what I heard her say.
Chorus:
See you later alligator,
After 'while, crocodile.
See you later alligator,
After 'while, crocodile.
Don't you know you're in my way now?
Can't you see you cramp my style?

When I thought of what she told me,
Nearly made me lose my head,
When I thought of what she told me,
Nearly made me lose my head.
But the next time that I saw her,
Reminded her of what she said.

Repeat Chorus

She said, "I'm sorry, pretty daddy,
You know my love is just for you."
She said, "I'm sorry, pretty daddy,
You know my love is just for you,
Won't you say that you'll forgive me,
And say your love for me is true."

I said, "Wait a minute, 'gator,
I know you mean't it just for play."
I said, "Wait a minute, 'gator,
I know you mean't it just for play.
Don't you know you really hurt me,
And this is what I have to say."

Repeat Chorus

See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile,
See you later alligator,
So long, that's all,
Goodbye.

New Year's Eve is approaching, listeners. Or should that be New Year's EVA. <smile>

News item:

A sad day, listeners:

http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=514&e=7&u=/ap/20041229/ap_on_en_tv/obit_jerry_orbach

Jerry Orbach died from prostate cancer at age 69. Please have your prostate checked regularly after you reach 50 years of age. http://www.nytimes.com/2004/12/29/arts/29cnd-orba.html?ex=1262062800&en=e0fc15b88203e0bf&ei=5089&partner=rssyahoo

Endlessly
words and music: by Brook Benton and Clyde Otis







Higher than the highest mountain
And deeper than the deepest sea
That's how I will love you, oh, darling, endlessly

Softer than the gentle breezes
And stronger than the wild oak tree
That's how I will hold you, oh, darling, endlessly

Oh, my love, you are my heaven
You are my kingdom, you are my crown
Oh, my love, you're all that I prayed for
You were made for these arms to surround

Faithful as a morning sunrise
And sacred as a love can be
That's how I will love you, oh darling, endlessly

Darling, endlessly
Darling, endlessly

dedicated to my wife

Of course, C.I. I'll do that very thing tomorrow. (sorry, couldn't resist)

edgar, your wife is blessed. What a beautiful dedication.

Listeners, feel free to dedicate your poetry, songs, whatever to someone you love. This is the voice of the world, and not just America.

Op.Ed:

We stand before a world that is at odds. We see the forces of men and of nature and either shrug it off, or stand in defiant fear.

Let's take a look inside for a moment.

The faces of love are subdivided. They contain familial love; sexual love; love that only describes our need; love that is manipulative for one's own benefit; platonic love and much more .

Out of that love there emerges a fear which in turn leads to hate; insecurity; rancor; division and frustration. Why can't they be like us? That was the declaration of the old immigration era in America, and in turn the cry of every country that wants Like minded people ONLY.

Diversity is beautiful in spite of our experiences with those that are DIFFERENT.

Tonight, I saw on ABC news that Orlando, Florida has an alarming number of gangs and it is increasing continually. Why? Because the youth are wanting to be accepted somewhere, and they do NOT trust. In the final scheme of things, trust is the ultimate fear, because in that emotion, lies the sense of betrayal.

We're all in it together? Yes, whether we want to be or not.

When I was a kid the wilder and faster the rock songs the better I loved them. I used to move the dial on the radio for an hour at a time searching out this song as it came on the different stations. Ya know what? I still listen to it today. So there.

High school confidental

You better open up honey
it's your lover boy me that's a knockin'
You better listen to me sugar
all the cats are at the High School rockin'
Honey get your boppin' shoes
Before the juke box blows a fuse
Got everbody hoppin', everybody boppin'
Boppin' at the High School Hop
Boppin' at the High School Hop
Shakin' at the High School Hop
I've rollin' at the High School Hop
I've been movin' at the High School Hop
Everybodys hoppin' Everybody's boppin'
Boppin' at the High School Hop

Come on little baby gonna rock a little bit tonight
Woooh I got get with you sugar
gonna shake things up tonight
Check out the heart beatin' rhythm
cause my feet are moving smooth and light
Boppin' at the High School Hop
Shakin' at the High School Hop
Rollin' at the High School Hop
Movin' at the High School Hop
Everybodys hoppin' just a boppin' just a boppin'

Come on little baby let me give a piece
good news good news good news
Jerry Lee is going to rock away all his blues
My hearts beatin' rhythm and my soul is singin' the blues
Oooooh Boppin' at the High School Hop
Shakin' at the High School Hop
Rollin' at the High School Hop
Gettin' it at the High School Hop
Everybodys hoppin' Everybody's boppin'
Boppin' at the High School Hop

Boppin' at the High School Hop
Shakin' at the High School Hop
Rollin' at the High School Hop
Movin' at the High School Hop
Well Everybodys hoppin' Everybody's boppin'
Boppin' at the High School Hop

If you liked that one as a kid, Edgar, you must remember this one ...


The Fool
Sanford Clark


Gather round me buddies,
Hold your glasses high,
And drink to a fool, a crazy fool who told his baby goodbye.

Too late he found out he loves her,
So much he wants to die.
But drink to a fool, a crazy fool who told his baby goodbye.

He needs her, he needs her so.
He wonders why he let her go-oo-oo.

She's found a new love, buddy,
He's a lucky guy,
So drink to the fool, 'cause I'm that fool who told his baby goodbye.

(instrumental break)

He needs her, he needs her so.
He wonders why he let her go-oo-oo.

She's found a new love, buddy,
He's a lucky guy,
So drink to the fool, 'cause I'm that fool who told my baby goodbye.
My baby goodbye,
Who told my baby, who told my baby.......

I remember that one like it was yesterday.

This was not her first battle with cancer; she had breast cancer a long time ago, and kicked it.

While edgar and tico are at the hop, we await the ticking of the clock.

BBB and Osso, an amazing woman, Susan Sontag. Doesn't it seem odd, listeners that a woman would beat breast cancer and succumb to leukemia? Here's to Susan Sontag:

A different approach to Robert Burns Auld Lang Syne


Words adapated from a traditional song
by Rabbie Burns (1759-96)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?

CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I'll be mine,
And we'll tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine,
But we've wander'd monie a weary fit,
Sin auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne.

And there's a hand my trusty fiere,
And gie's a hand o thine,
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught,
For auld lang syne

I had never heard that adaptation before, and it is enchanting.

Subject: Wounded Skunk

A man and his wife were driving home one very cold night when the wife asks her husband to stop the car. for a baby skunk lying at the side of
the road. She geta out to see if it was still alive.

A it was, she said to her husband, "It's nearly frozen to death. Can we take it with us, get it warm, and let it go in the morning?"

He says, "O.K., Get in the car with it."

"Where shall I put it to get it warm?"

He says, "Put it in between your legs. It's nice and warm there. But what about the smell?"

"Just hold its nose."

The man is expected to recover, but the skunk she used to beat him with died at the scene.

And listeners, at the request of several call in's, here is a song dedicated to C.I.'s skunk:

Crossin' the highway late last night
He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right
He didn't see the station wagon car
The skunk got squashed and there you are!

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose!
Roll up yer window and hold yer nose
You don't have to look and you don't have to see
'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

Yeah you got yer dead cat and you got yer dead dog
On a moonlight night you got yer dead toad frog
Got yer dead rabbit and yer dead raccoon
The blood and the guts they're gonna make you swoon!
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

C'mon stink!

They forgot to add the dead armadillo.

Hey, Jes. Did you know this:

Entertainment - AP


By JEFF WILSON, Associated Press Writer

BURBANK, Calif. - "American Bandstand" icon Dick Clark plans to watch his New Year's Eve show from the hospital bed where he is recovering from a stroke.


AP Photo


AP Photo
Slideshow: Dick Clark Suffers Mild Stroke




Clark, 75, suffered what was described as a mild stroke and has been hospitalized since Dec. 6. Regis Philbin is filling in for America's oldest teenager on ABC-TV's "Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve 2005" on Friday.


"Even though I won't be in New York this year, I will be watching 'New Year's Rockin' Eve' on TV and there's one tradition I intend to maintain," Clark said in a statement Wednesday.


"As I always have in the past, at midnight I plan on kissing my wife Kari and wishing her a happy new year," Clark continued.


Clark has been "doing some rehab," publicist Paul Shefrin said without elaborating. He wouldn't give any details about the impact of the stroke or discuss whether there was paralysis or impaired speech, as reported in the supermarket tabloids.


"I will neither confirm nor deny what's in the tabloids but there are things in the tabloid reports that are false," Shefrin said, noting, "I talked with him last night."


The spokesman insisted there is no cause for alarm and said doctors are thrilled with Clark's progress. For privacy reasons, the name of the hospital has been withheld.


"He's still in the hospital and there's nothing definite on when he will be released," Shefrin said Wednesday. "He will be there through the new year. It's all up to the doctors when he'll get out."


Clark's wife and children have been visiting the entertainer at the hospital and there has been a huge outpouring of support from friends and fans, Shefrin said.


Clark, who went from hosting "American Bandstand," "Bloopers" and game shows to producing awards ceremonies, has been a television New Year's Eve tradition for 32 years with his shows from Times Square.


Clark also produces the American Music Awards, Academy of Country Music Awards and Golden Globe Awards (news - web sites).


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Reading WA2K's news today has made me feel very sad. And Auld Lang Syne always makes me cry.

So, let's all sing Happy Birthday to:

1928 Bo Diddley, singer/songwriter/musician (McComb, MS)
1932 John Hillerman, actor (Denison, TX)
1935 Sandy Koufax, baseball pitcher (Brooklyn, NY)
1938 Joseph Bologna, actor (Brooklyn, NY)
1942 Michael Nesmith, singer/songwriter and member of the Monkees (Dallas, TX)
1945 Davy Jones, actor/singer and member of the Monkees (Manchester, England)
1957 Matt Lauer, TV anchor (New York, NY)
1959 Tracey Ullman, actress (Slough, England)
1960 Julianne Moore, actress (Boston, MA)
1975 Tiger Woods, golfer (Long Beach, CA)