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Maybe you'll just have to stay on A2K; or since it's such a nice day, sunbathe with a good book.I shall do the latter...

My word, folks, a tornado in Birmingham, Bob? Thanks, dear, for the bio on Whitney and also the alerts about the sunbelt sordid simulations. (someone once told me that alliteration was a poetic stutter).

edgar, W.C. fields was the most wry entertainer that the world has ever know, right folks? That song was sooooo typical.

Well, dys, the song was lovely but unknown to me, and I declare if you and Diane aren't hooked on RVin.

Well, listeners, it seems that the shuttle will come down in California, so I got up early for nothing; however, it was worth it because there were seven white ibises gazing into my small pond and watching for breakfast. <smile>

Good Day to all.

Lovely morning view, Letty, but ---- I just can't help feeling sorry for all the little fish in that pond.

August 9 birthday celebs:

1593 - Izaak Walton, English angler (d. 1683)
1648 - Johann Michael Bach, German composer (d. 1694)
1653 - John Oldham, English poet (d. 1683)
1674 - František Maxmilián Kaňka, Czech architect (d. 1766)
1757 - Thomas Telford, civil engineer (d. 1834)
1776 - Amedeo Avogadro, Italian chemist (d. 1856)
1797 - Charles Robert Malden, British naval officer (d. 1855)
1805 - Joseph Locke, railway and civil engineer (d. 1860)
1845 - Brother Andre, Canadian religious figure (d. 1937)
1875 - Reynaldo Hahn, composer (d. 1947)
1896 - Jean Piaget, Swiss psychologist (d. 1980)
1896 - Lev Vygotsky, Russian psychologist (d. 1934)
1899 - P. L. Travers, author (d. 1996)
1902 - Zino Francescatti, French violinist (d. 1991)
1911 - William Alfred Fowler, American physicist, Nobel Prize laureate (d. 1996)
1914 - Tove Jansson, Swedish author (d. 2001)
1919 - Joop den Uyl, Prime Minister of the Netherlands (d. 1987)
1919 - Ralph Houk, baseball player and manager
1921 - J. James Exon, Nebraska Senator and Governor
1922 - Philip Larkin, English poet (d. 1985)
1927 - Daniel Keyes, author
1927 - Robert Shaw, actor (d. 1978)
1928 - Bob Cousy, basketball player
1933 - Tetsuko Kuroyanagi, Japanese television personality and children's author
1938 - Rod Laver, tennis player
1944 - Sam Elliott, actor
1945 - Ken Norton, boxer
1945 - Posy Simmonds, cartoonist
1949 - Jonathan Kellerman, mystery writer
1957 - Melanie Griffith, American actress
1962 - Kevin Mack, American football player
1963 - Whitney Houston, American singer and actress
1964 - Brett Hull, hockey player
1967 - Deion Sanders, American football player
1968 - Gillian Anderson, actress
1968 - Eric Bana, actor
1969 - Troy Percival, baseball]] player
1972 - Juanes, Colombian singer
1974 - Jeremy Castle, country music singer
1974 - Matt Morris, American baseball player
1976 - Jessica Capshaw, actress
1976 - Rhona Mitra, actress
1977 - Chamique Holdsclaw, basketball player
1977 - Mikael Silvestre, footballer
1978 - Audrey Tautou, French actress
1982 - Karol Bancerz, Polish journalist

Avogadro - the man
Lorenzo Romano Amedeo Carlo Avogadro, conte di Quaregna e di Cerreto (1776 - 1856), was born in Turin, Italy, on 9th August, 1776. He was the son of Count Filippo Avogadro and Anna Maria Vercellone. His father was a distinguished lawyer and civil servant, becoming a senator of Piedmont in 1768, and was appointed advocate general to the senate of Vittorio Amedeo III in 1777. Under the French rule of 1799 he was made president of the senate

More here

Good day, Clary. Nice to see you back with your word of solace to McTag.
Be careful, however. You need to heed that sun.

And here's our Raggedy in the company of Isaac Walton, the complete angler. Ah, dear, there are no fish in my little pond, just creatures with stained glass wings and an occasional alligator. There are some fluffy moorhens that tend to grow and thrive in spite of the world.

My, my. and Jean Piaget, psychologist and epistemologist who is very accommodating while assimilating.<smile>

Whitney and Sam and Robert, an unlikely trio, no?

Song for today:

Song of The Sea

Broken clouds along the blue horizon
The sun is setting and the wind is dying down
Outward bound, there is music all around
Can you hear it, it's the song of the sea

Soundings taken at the edge of darkness
The widest silences the heart can ever hear
You can steer to the stars along your lee
Set you bearings to the, the song of the sea

Oh and the song is as ancient as the days
And the winds upon the waves
Let it carry you away, so far away

Trim my sails to greet the breaking morning
Past the headlands to the rolling open sea
And it comes to me, I have never felt so free
As when I'm listening to the, the song of the sea

Oh and the song is as ancient as the days
And the winds upon the waves
Let it carry me away, so far away

Some were meant to watch the world from windows
And never look beyond the road beneath their feet
But for me, I was always meant to be
One forever chasing the song of the sea

The song of the sea
The song of the sea

Dan Fogelberg

And here's our Francis, whom I missed. Avogrado? My goodness, Francis. I always thought that a mole was a double agent. As for chemistry, American Movie Classics featured James Bond last evening in "Dr. No." and there always seems to be some chemistry between our lady viewers and Sean Connery. Of course, Pierce Bronsnan isn't half as nice as the half of your face.

If we follow the fish, my friends, we must add this lovely poem:

Silver

Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breast peep
Of doves in silver-feathered sleep;
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws and a silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.

-- Walter de la Mare

We can exhale now, listeners:

Discovery Lands Safely in California
AP - 25 minutes ago
EDWARDS AIR FORCE BASE, Calif. - Discovery and its crew of seven glided safely back to Earth on Tuesday, ending a riveting, at times agonizing, 14-day test of space shuttle safety that was shadowed by the ghosts of Columbia.

"...earth is where love is; I can't think of where it's likely to go better..."

NAME THAT POET.

A little frost here, meanwhile...

Well, now, Paris. That's a subtle way of saying that you got the right answer, but no one, as yet, has identified "...and like the rainbow's lovely form evanescing amid the storm..."

And here is the full poem that I am quite surprised our McTag did not recognize:


But pleasures are like poppies spread
You seize the floor, its bloom is shed
Or like the snow falls in the river
A moment white then melts for ever
Or like the borealis race
That flit ere you can point their place
Or like the rainbow's lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm
Nae man can tether time or tide
The hour approaches Tam maun ride
That hour, oe' night's black arch the key-stane
That dreary hour Tam mounts his beast in
And sic a night he daks the road in
As near poor sinner was abroad in.

Singer Marc Cohn Shot in Denver

By Charlie Amter Mon Aug 8,10:08 PM ET

Singer Marc Cohn, best known for his 1991 hit "Walking in Memphis," was shot Sunday in Denver, according to the Denver Police department.

Per a DPD statement released Monday, Cohn was shot in the head late Sunday during an attempted carjacking near the city's convention center.

Cohn is said to be recovering after doctors successfully removed a bullet from his temple.

The Grammy-winning singer-songwriter, who is married to ABC News' Elizabeth Vargas, is expected to make a full recovery.

Vargas is in Colorado with her husband, who has already been released from Denver's Health Medical Center.

"All of us at ABC News are thinking of Marc and Elizabeth at this time and wish Marc a speedy recovery," an ABC News publicist said in a statement released to E! Monday. "The good news is that he will be fine. Elizabeth has made her way to Denver to be with Marc, and they are likely to return to New York soon."

Cohn, who was in Denver to play a sold-out concert at the city's botanical gardens, was allegedly shot by a man named Joseph Yachteen, according to police.

Police have released a picture of the suspect, in addition to the license-plate number of the car he was last seen in, to local media--they hope to have him in custody soon.

Yachteen is suspected of attempting to carjack Cohn's vehicle. The 26-year-old reportedly fired a single shot into the singer's rented van in the process of the unsuccessful vehicle boost, grazing the driver (Cohn's road manager Thomas Dube) and seriously injuring Cohn after they refused to unlock the van door for the suspect.

Both Dube and Cohn were treated and released for their respective bullet wounds after driving away from the armed suspect.

Cops nearly arrested Yachteen yesterday for crimes allegedly committed earlier Sunday, but he slipped away by fleeing on Denver's Stout Street, which intersects with the city's 16th Street Mall.

He was last seen carjacking a Subaru Forester at 14th and Stout, where he allegedly forced four white males out of the car.

An arrested warrant has been issued for Yachteen, who is wanted for first-degree attempted murder and multiple aggravated robbery charges.

Cohn, who rose to fame in 1991 after his eponymously titled Atlantic Records debut clicked with fans and critics alike, hopes to rejoin his current tour with Suzanne Vega as soon as he recovers--perhaps even by Thursday when the tour stops in Chicago.

If Cohn is unable to rejoin the tour, he said he'll do his best to reschedule the missed gigs.

Ah, but if it doesn't frost it burns...

You know, Bob. I looked for some songs by Cohn, and couldn't find nary one. Thanks, buddy, for that news release.

Well, folks, we're missing our dj and yitwail, but I do feel that both will be back anon.

Walter is entertaining so here is a song for him:

Let me entertain you
let me make you smile
I can do a few tricks some old
and then some new tricks
I'm very versatile
and if you're real good
I'll make you feel good
I want your spirts to climb
so let me entertain you
and we'll have a real good time
yes sir, we'll have a real good time!

As sung by Mrs. Walter, of course. :wink:

Walking in Memphis

Marc Cohn

Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy -- won`t you look down over me
Yeah I got a first class ticket
But I`m as blue as a boy can be

Then I`m walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel

Saw the ghost of Elvis
On Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered `round his tomb
But there`s a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room

(Chorus)

They`ve got catfish on the table
They`ve got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green be glad to see you
When you haven`t got a prayer
But boy you`ve got a prayer in Memphis

Now Muriel plays piano
Every Friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would --
Do a little number
And I sang with all my might
And she said --
"Tell me are you a Christian child?"
And I said "Ma`am I am tonight"

(Chorus)

Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain

don't know Marc Cohn, and haven't been to Memphis, yet, but i do know this song:

Long-distance information, get me Memphis, Tennessee
Help me find the party who tried to get in touch with me
She could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call
'Cause my uncle took a message and he wrote it on the wall

Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie
She's the only one who called me here from Memphis, Tennessee
Her home is on the south side, high upon the ridge
Just a half a mile from the Mississippi bridge

(instrumental; same pattern as verses)

Help me, information, more than that I cannot add
Only that I miss her and all the fun we had
But we were pulled apart because her mom would not agree
Tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee

Last time I saw Marie, she was wavin' me goodbye
With hurry-home drops on her cheeks that trickled from her eyes
Marie is only 6 years old; information please
Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee

Don't we love it, listeners? There's Bob with an all encompassing song by Cohn and Yit with Memphis, Tennessee.

and in keeping with the theme:

Darkness on the Delta

When it's darkness on the delta that's the time my heart is light,
When it's darkness on the delta let me linger in the shelter of the night;
Fields of cotton all around me, folks are singin' sweet and low, Lord I'm
lucky that you found me Where the muddy Mississippi waters flow.

Lounging on the levee, Listenin' to the nightingales way up above,
Laughter on the levee, no one's heart is heavy,
All God's children got someone to love.

When it's darkness on the delta, Only heaven is in sight,
When it's darkness on the delta, let me linger in the shelter of the
night.

For some reason "Walking in Memphis" always makes me think of Warren Zevon.


"Jesus Mentioned" - Warren Zevon

I'm going down to Memphis
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going down to Graceland
Thinking about the King
Remembering him sing
About those heavenly mansions
Jesus mentioned

Can't you just imagine
Digging up the King
Begging him to sing
About those heavenly mansions
Jesus mentioned

He went walking on the water
He went walking on the water
He went walking on the water
With his pills

Can't you just imagine
Digging up the King
Begging him to sing
About those heavenly mansions
Jesus mentioned

Hey, Tico, Well, honey, they've dug up kings before. One is even on display in Egypt:

Speaking of digging up, let's dig up Sinatra(Wow! this theme thing rivals Poe)



Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams

Dreams broken in two
Can be made like new
On the street of dreams

Gold, silver and gold
All you can hold
Is up there on a moonbeam
Poor, there ain't nobody poor
As long as love is sure
On the street of dreams.

How's that!

All good things come down in California, because.....

IT NEVER RAINS IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA

Got on a board a west bound seven forty seven
Didn't think before deciding what to do
All that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true.
Seems it never rain in Southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California
But girl, don't they warn ya
It pours man it pours.
Out of work, I'm out of my head
Out of self respect I'm out of bread
I'm under loved I'm under fed
I wanna go home
It never rains in California
But girl don't they warn ya, it pours, man it pours.
Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it
Had offers but don't know which one to take
Please don't tell them how you found me
Don't tell them how you found me give me a break
Give me a break
Seems it never rains in Southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California
But girl, don't they warn ya
It pours man it pours

Jane, you pretty thing. Welcome back! and incidentally, girl, I know that song.

Here's an answer:

California Dreaming
~ The Mamas and The Papas



All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day

I'd be safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Oh, I got down on my knees
And I pretend to pray

You know the preacher likes the cold
He knows I'm gonna stay
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day

All the leaves are brown
And the sky is gray
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day

If I didnt tell her
I could leave today
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day

(California dreamin')
On such a winter's day
(California dreamin')
On such a winter's day

My dear friend once told me that Mama Cass looked like a moray eel. Naughty Bill. <smile>

Well, folks. From singing to dancing and the following news item shows just how sure of foot some thieves can be:

Bank Mon Aug 8, 8:40 PM ET



SAO PAULO, Brazil - Thieves tunneled nearly 300 feet to a Central Bank vault in northeastern Brazil and stole about $65 million, police said Monday, in what has been described as the biggest such robbery ever in Brazil.








The money was stolen from the Central Bank's vault in the city of Fortaleza, about 1,550 miles northeast of Sao Paulo.

The thieves built a 13-foot deep, 262-foot-long tunnel from a house near the bank to the vault, federal police said in a statement.

The elaborate tunnel had electric lights and walls reinforced with wood panels and lined with plastic sheeting, police said.

The short statement did not explain how the robbers broke through the vault's six-foot thick concrete walls to reach the cash. Police said the robbers left behind a drill, electric saw and a blowtorch.

The heist took place sometime between 6 p.m. Friday when the vault was closed for the weekend, and 8 a.m. Monday when it was reopened. The statement said cameras and motion detectors inside the vault did not function.

The biggest previous bank heist in Brazil took place in 1999 when thieves got away with about $16 million from a Sao Paulo bank.

Hmmm. and just where is Craven? sounds fishy to me.


Oh, yes, dear Francis. Fire and Ice. Is Paris burning? <smile>