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A blonde is on board a small two seater plane when
suddenly the pilot dies. Not knowing how to fly a
plane she grabs the radio. "Mayday, Mayday! My pilot
just died!" she screams.

Ground control receives her call for help and answers
back: "Don't worry, madam. I'll talk you down, just do
as I say. First I need you to give me your height and
position"

"I'm 5"2' and sitting in the front"

dys, tsk, tsk. That should be, "seriously"? <smile>

Thanks, hawkman, for the bio's today. Having looked through both of your celebs, I find that most of us are aware of the two, but knew little of your smaller details.

After some research, listeners, I shall be back to comment, and I hope our other listeners will as well. Will as well? that's a bit awkward sounding.

Well, folks, other than Bob's blonde funny, I couldn't find any hard evidence to support my remembered notions about Jean Harlow and Alex Bell. I do know, however, that our bell is a descendant of Graham Bell.

It seems to me, that the Wizard of Menlo Park didn't do all the original inventing, but simply improved on the strides made by others. You know, "standing on the shoulders of giants?"

Some oral myths about Jean:

She died because she peroxided her hair.
She died because her mother, a Christian Scientist, wouldn't seek medical attention.

Some real facts:
She died.

Well, let's hear a song about the phone man:

The Sweet
Song: Alexander graham bell
Album: Sweet


Chinn/Chapman

A candle flickers in a window
Two thousand miles away she waits there
There's a young man thinking by a window
How was she to know just how much he cared
He always knew just what he could do
He always knew that his dream would come true

Alexander Graham Bell
Well, he knew darned well
That he could find the only way
To talk across the USA
Telephone, telephone
Never be on your own
Many many years ago
He started something with his first "Hello, hello"
Alexander Graham Bell
Alexander Graham Bell
Alexander Graham, Alexander Graham
Alexander Graham Bell

The sun rises early in the morning
Millions of people still unaware
Of something he discovered without warning
So he could show a girl just how much he cared
He always knew just what he could do
He always knew that his dream would come true

Alexander Graham Bell
Well, he knew darned well
That he could find the only way
To talk across the USA
Telephone, telephone
Never be on your own
Many many years ago
He started something with his first "Hello, hello"
Alexander Graham Bell, Alexander Graham Bell

Alexander Graham Bell
Well, he knew darned well
That he could find the only way
To talk across the USA
Telephone, telephone
Never be on your own
Many many years ago
He started something with his first "Hello, hello"...

Hi. We need a picture of Jean:



and of course Alexander Graham Bell: :wink:

Well, there's our Raggedy, folks, with two stand ins for Jean and Alex. Love it, gal.

"Raggedy, come here. I need you."

As for blonde women, there are also blonde men:

Sent by mail to our studio by the wizard of light:




The sheriff in a small town walks out in the street and sees a
blonde cowboy coming down the walk with nothing on but his cowboy
hat, gun, and his boots, so he arrests him for indecent exposure.

As he is locking him up, he asks "Why in the world are you
walking around naked?"

The Cowboy says, "Well it's like this Sheriff -- I was in the
bar down the road and this pretty little redhead asks me to go out to
her motor home with her. So I did. We go inside and she pulls off her top and
asks me to pull off my shirt, so I did. Then she pulls off her
skirt and asks me to pull off my pants, so I did. Then she pulls off her
panties and me to pull off my shorts, so I did.

Then she gets on the bed and looks at me kind of sexy and
says, "Now go to town cowboy," so I did.



Son of a Gun, Blonde Men do exist.

tryagain, you are totally delightful. I am so glad you said something bad about me, because now you have added your wit and wisdom to our little cyber station, so it's all's well that ends with a will leaving all to Letty.

And, buddy, where there's a wheel there's a way, especially if it's dys' porche.

You know, listeners, it is difficult for me to believe that a Frenchman beat an Italian to that song. Is there such a thing as a French mafia?

Ah, well, listeners. Let continue the theme:

RELIENT K - My Way Or The Highway... Lyrics

Should I start this song off with a question?
Or should I say what's on my mind.
(Add a cello here to add a sad impression).
Cause I'm not looking forward to leaving my friends all behind.
I didn't vote (though I'm not proud), cause I'm Canadian, and
I'm not allowed.
Give it a go or throw in the towel.
Stand all alone or swim through the crowd.
No one around to help you decide.
It's time to make up your mind.
It's time to make up your mind.
By the wayside we fell.
He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell."
It's your decision, choose it well.
He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell."
Decisiond we make; life's an election.
Precision we take, seeking direction.
But there's so many lies.
Unsure where we can look.
But we've got a guide- a really thick handbook.
No one around to help you decide.
It's time to make up your mind.
It's time to make up your mind.
Are you with me or against me?
Noticed you're sitting on the fence.
We wondered why yo'ure not cut and dry.
You got to choose our side and live, or their side and die.
Which hand holds your soul?
Do you want to guess one?
If it scares you to death, may that be your lesson.
It's your decision, make it the best one.
And should I end this song off with a question?

Well, that's supposed to be a tongue in cheek song, so perhaps that is French as well.

"so it's all's well that ends with a will leaving all to Letty." Except that…

George Strait


Chorus:
All my ex's live in Texas,
And Texas is a place I'd dearly love to be.
But all my ex's live in Texas
And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee.

Rosanna's down in Texarcana; wanted me to push her broom,
And sweet Ilene's in Abilene; she forgot I hung the moon,
And Allison in Galveston somehow lost her sanity,
And Dimples who now lives in Temple's got the law lookin' for me.

Chorus:
All my ex's live in Texas,
And Texas is a place I'd dearly love to be.
But all my ex's live in Texas
And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee.

I remember that old Frio river where I learned to swim.
And it brings to mind another time where I wore my welcome thin.
My transcendental meditation, I go there each night,
But I always come back to myself long before daylight.

Chorus:
All my ex's live in Texas,
And Texas is a place I'd dearly love to be.
But all my ex's live in Texas
And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee.

Some folks think I'm hidin',
It's been rumored that I died,
But I'm alive and well in Tennessee.

Hey, listeners. Care to join in this fun stuff?

And from little Tammy:




TAMMY WYNETTE
D-I-V-O-R-C-E
(Bobby Braddock/Curley Putman)

Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand
Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E
But the words we're hiding from him now
Tear the heart right out of me.

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

Watch him smile, he thinks it Christmas
Or his 5th Birthday
And he thinks C-U-S-O-T-D-Y spells fun or play
I spell out all the hurtin' words
And turn my head when I speak
'Cause I can't spell away this hurt
That's drippin' down my cheek.

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

Play The Game
Words and music by Freddie Mercury

Open up your mind and let me step inside
Rest your weary head and let your heart decide
It's so easy when you know the rules
It's so easy all you have to do
Is fall in love
Play the game
Ev'rybody play the game of love

When you're feelin' down and your resistance is low
Light another cigarette and let yourself go
This is your life
Don't play hard to get
It's a free world
All you have to do is fall in love
Play the game ev'ryone play the game of love

My game of love has just begun
Love runs from my head down to my toes
My love is pumping through my veins (play the game)
Driving me insane
Come come come come play the game play the game play
the game play the game

Play the game everybody play the game of love

This is your life - don't play hard to get
It's a free free world all you have to do is fall in love
Play the game yeah play the game of love
Your life - don't play hard to get
It's a free free world all you have to do is fall in love
Play the game - ev'rybody play the game...

well, tryagain. That's the oldest game known to man, I guess, other than the world's oldest profession.

According to the Bard, Romeo and Juliet experienced love at first sight. There is a theme to the movie made from that play. I'll check it out later.

Let's listen to Michael Buble (bu bla)


Love At First Sight

I'm making this one special evening
Taking a chance in my life
Hoping you feel the same way as I do tonight
Just try and look into my eyes
Don't be scared of what you might see there
The first time I saw you
I knew love at first sight must be true, so true, oh so true
And now I just have to explain why I feel this way
I feel joy, I feel pain
You're in my heart and it's tearing me apart
'Cause I love you, I love you, I love you!

Goodnight, tryagain; it looks as though it was just you and I again. <smile>

and for the rest of you out there, tomorrow is command day because it's "march forth".

With a smile and.....................

From Letty with love.

"We've Only Just Begun" (written by Paul Williams and Roger Nichols)


Cool

Hello Young Lovers

When I think of Tom.
I think of a night,
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white,
The soft mist of England
Was sleeping on a hill.

I remember this,
And I always will...
There are new lovers now
On the same silent hill,
Looking on the same blue sea.
And I know Tom and I are a part of them all --
And they're all a part of Tom an me.

Hello young lovers, whoever you are,
I hope your troubles are few.
All my good wishes go with you tonight,
I've been in love like you.

Be brave, young lovers, and follow your star,
Be brave and faithful and true,
Cling very close to each other tonight.
I've been in love like you.

I know how it feels to have wings on your heels,
And to fly down the street in a trance.
You fly down a street on the chance that you meet,
And you meet -- not really by chance.

Don't cry young lovers, whatever you do,
Don't cry because I'm alone;
All of my memories are happy tonight,
I've had a love of my own.
I've had a love of my own, like yours-
I've had a love of my own.

Be brave, young lovers, and follow your star,
Be brave and faithful and true,
Cling very close to each other tonight.
I've been in love like you.

I know how it feels to have wings on your heels,
And to fly down the street in a trance.
You fly down a street on the chance that you meet,
And you meet -- not really by chance.

Don't cry young lovers, whatever you do,
Don't cry because I'm alone;
All of my memories are happy tonight,
I've had a love of my own.
I've had a love of my own, like yours-
I've had a love of my own.


From the musical "The King and I"

Something Wonderful

[LADY THIANG]

This is a man who thinks with his heart,
His heart is not always wise.
This is a man who stumbles and falls,
But this is a man who tries.

This is a man you'll forgive and forgive,
And help protect, as long as you live...
He will not always say
What you would have him say,
But now and then he'll do
Something
Wonderful.

He has a thousand dreams
That won't come true,
You know that he believes in them
And that's enough for you.

You'll always go along,
Defend him where he's wrong
And tell him, when he's strong
He is
Wonderful
He'll always
Needs your love
And so he'll get your love.
A man who needs your love
Can be
Wonderful.

She'll always go along
Defend him when he's wrong
And tell him when he's strong
He is wonderful.
He'll always need her love
And so he'll get her love
A man who needs your love
Can be wonderful.

From the musical "The King and I"

An early good morning to our fans and contributors at WA2K radio.

Thank you, Rex, for those great songs from The King and I. A wonderful musical and a fantastic musical score.

I truly enjoyed watching "Monk" and "House" last evening. Those two shows are worth staying up late to see. I recommend them to all our listeners as they are broadcast from our sister station, USA. <smile>

Well, folks, our Walter ought to be back from his brief jaunt by now, and I do hope he and McTag check in today.

I was thinking about the songs from WWI and decided to play one as a reminder that no war is the war to end all wars:

Probably was of the most clever set of lyrics every written by Irving Berlin, and it says something to us at 5:31 here in Florida:


"Oh! How I Hate To Get Up In The Morning,
Oh! How I'd love to remain in bed
For the hardest blow of all is to hear the bugler call:
'You've got to get up, you've got to get up,
You've got to get up this morning!'"

Someday I'm going to murder the bugler
Someday they're going to find him dead
I'll amputate his reveille and stomp upon it heavily
And spend the rest of my life in bed!

A bugler in the army is the luckiest of men
He wakes the boys at five and then goes back to bed again
He doesn't have to blow again until the afternoon
If ev'rything goes well with me I'll be a bugler soon!

"Oh! How I Hate To Get Up In The Morning,
Oh! How I'd love to remain in bed
For the hardest blow of all is to hear the bugler call:
'You've got to get up, you've got to get up,
You've got to get up this morning!'"

Oh, boy! The minute the battle is over
Oh, boy! The minute the foe is dead
I'll put my uniform away and move to Philadelphia
And spend the rest of my life in bed!

I guess Walter will post again on Monday, unless he stops by some Internet Café.


Snowing day here.

Let's listen to this song:

One Snowing Day

Lyrics/Music: Kang Ta

I guess it's like that.
Unchanging even though time goes by...
the reason it can happen...
Though I laugh sometimes and cry sometimes and I'm in great pain from time to time...
It means so much, to be happy because I have someone.
Even though today hurts, tomorrow I will always be with you.

CHORUS:
Love purely love...
Parting itself parting...
The promise to be together forever is, after all, only a dream of that moment.

My heart I couldn't tell at last...
will never be erased after all...
We will be together forever.
Love is a memory after all...

Watching you from sadness will be painful...
Only by forgetting...erasing...

CHORUS:
Love purely love...
Parting itself parting...
The promise to be together forever is, after all, only a dream of that moment.

I guess it's like that.
Unchanging even though time goes by...
the reason it can happen...
Even though today hurts, tomorrow I will be with you always.
Everything will start again like that.

Well, there's our Francis, folks. What a lovely song, Paris. I suppose the pristine beauty of a snowfall can bring both sadness, happiness and memories of tomorrow where love is concerned.

It has been a while since Letty has experienced the white stuff, but I still have my perfect picture of snow angels.