...and to Oak's new underground avatar:
No one can blame you for walking away
But too much rejection, uh huh...
No love injection
Life can be easy
It's not always swell
Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl
'cause it hurts like hell
But down in the underground
You'll find someone true
Down in the Underground
A land serene, a crystal moon
A-ha
It's only forever
Not long at all
Lost and Lonely
That's underground, underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Heard about a place today
Nothing ever hurts again
repeat
Sister, sister, please take me down,
gotta get underground
Written and sung by David Bowie, the goblin king
it is good work......but intense and sometimes I need a break. So talking to you (who is not a babbling idiot) is better, I'd say than eating dish after dish of ice cream.......or watching TV.
good song, Letty, and I love your quotation too. Sometimes it does seem that way, doesn't it?
Personally, i prefer ice cream to 'me';
but then what kind of a judge am i?
Oh no, not roto rooter? sigh.
Old boy friend coming to visit me tomorrow, along with his mate and his mate's sister. Well, old as in years ago. It was pre gay's coming out much, and he is gay. We visit every few years. Looking forward to seeing him and them.
Last night i had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war . . .
It's a tug of war
What with one thing and another
It's a tug of war
We expected more
But with one thing and another
We were trying to outdo each other
In a tug of war
In another world
In another world we could
Stand on top of the mountain
With our flag unfurled
In a time to come
In a time to come we will be
Dancing to the beat played
On a different drum
Oh dear, my mind is so full today. Now I'm hearing a Bob Dylan song.....all this and work too......damn.
Some time ago a crazy dream came to me,
I dreamt i was walkin' into world war three,
I went to the doctor the very next day
To see what kinda words he could say.
He said it was a bad dream.
I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though,
They were my own dreams and they're only in my head.
I said, "hold it, doc, a world war passed through my brain."
He said, "nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane,"
He grabbed my arm, i said "ouch!"
As i landed on the psychiatric couch,
He said, "tell me about it."
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast,
It was all over by quarter past.
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When i peeked out from a manhole cover
Wondering who turned the lights on.
Well, i got up and walked around
And up and down the lonesome town.
I stood a-wondering which way to go,
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
And walked on down the road.
It was a normal day.
Well, i rung the fallout shelter bell
And i leaned my head and i gave a yell,
"give me a string bean, i'm a hungry man."
A shotgun fired and away i ran.
I don't blame them too much though,
I know i look funny.
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, i said, "howdy friend,
I guess there's just us two."
He screamed a bit and away he flew.
Thought i was a communist.
Well, i spied a girl and before she could leave,
"let's go and play adam and eve."
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
When she said, "hey man, you crazy or sumpin',
You see what happened last time they started."
Well, i seen a cadillac window uptown
And there was nobody aroun',
I got into the driver's seat
And i drove 42nd street
In my cadillac.
Good car to drive after a war.
Well, i remember seein' some ad,
So i turned on my conelrad.
But i didn't pay my con ed bill,
So the radio didn't work so well.
Turned on my player-
It was rock-a-day, johnny singin',
"tell your ma, tell your pa,
Our loves are gonna grow ooh-wah, ooh-wah."
I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue,
I needed somebody to talk to.
So i called up the operator of time
Just to hear a voice of some kind.
"when you hear the beep
It will be three o'clock,"
She said that for over an hour
And i hung it up.
Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then,
Sayin, "hey i've been havin' the same old dreams,
But mine was a little different you see.
I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me.
I didn't see you around."
Well, now time passed and now it seems
Everybody's having them dreams.
Everybody sees themselves walkin' around with no one else.
Half of the people can be part right all of the time,
Some of the people can be all right part of the time.
I think abraham lincoln said that.
"i'll let you be in my dreams if i can be in yours,"
I said that.
speaking of songs in one's head - I'll rest.
Now why did I go and do that?
it seemed like a good idea at the time
some people complain that I do too much introspection...........and ask the same question too many times.......but I never ask the same question twice. What I do is simply search until I find the right question Big difference.
usually finding the right answer depends on asking the right question
yes, yes, yes the right question.....that's what I search for.......but well, sometimes it takes a little while
niggling little oddities tarrying about in the brain wrecking havoc......and strife
Found it now though. Yup. yup yup
Why does Sean Connery alwaysh shound
ash though heesh had a bit too mutsh to darink?
I know...........I'm in the minority.......I can't stand Sean Connery for this very reason. He actually talks like GW with a Scottish accent..
Boy!
that's below the belt.
or, perhaps, after the 'belt'.
well, it's true.......... was it too nasty? Oh well, you know me. It's in my nature. characterological, don't you know. Can't help myself. I plead guilty by reason of nastiness, your honor......
yeh, sure, with eyelashes fluttering, and hems climbing............
probably get away with it
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well,
Will you be there holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite . . .