bare with me

I have a song to share

     I was listening to World Cafe tonight, and this beautiful song came on.
     Yes, I am taking the easy way out tonight....but read the lyrics.
     And, in advance, you are welcome.

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People Get Old

Lori McKenna

Someone said, "Youth is wasted on the young"
I spilled every last drop of time that summer in the sun
My daddy had a Timex watch
Cigarette in his hand and a mouthful of scotch
Spinnin' me around like a tilt-a-whirl on his arm

Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Kids, come on in before your supper gets cold
Collection plates and daddy's billfold
And that's how it goes
You live long enough, people get old

I sat up right beside him in the cabin of that truck
Goin' thirty miles-an-hour down a side road talkin' 'bout the fish we caught
And I'm older now than he was then
If I could go back in time, I would in a second
To his beat-up blue jeans and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off

Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Kids growin' up and sneakin' out the window
Hittin' every small-town dirt road
And that's how it goes
You live long enough and people get old
Yeah, people get old

Daddy keeps busy in the aftenoons playin' cards by himself
And he shouldn't be shovelin' that first snow, but you know he won't take the help
Full of pride and love, he don't say too much but hell, he never did
And you still think he's forty-five and he still thinks that you're a kid

One day you'll find yourself sayin' the things that he said
You'll be walkin' down the hallway, turnin' off every light switch
When you twirl your kids in your arms
Before you know it, it won't take too long
They'll be runnin' off makin' a life just like you did

Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Nothin' says "love" like a band of gold
Babies grow up and houses get sold
And that's how it goes
Time is a thief, pain is a gift
The past is the past, it is what it is
Every line on your face tells a story somebody knows
That's just how it goes
You live long enough and the people you love get old

just been thinking

I have come up with some ideas for  tv shows

     Now, I know I don't have the same sense of humor or gift of creativity that a lot of Hollywood writers have, but I do have quite an imagination.
     I am using that imagination to pitch some tv shows to the nation.  Feel free to use these to develop the next mega hit, just be sure to include me in the riches.
     Digression.....I forgot to buy a lottery ticket tonight!  $400 million!! And I forgot.  Damn, damn, double damn.
     Back to the tv shows (or movies...you choose.)
     Woof Over My Head.......It's a dog's world, and Maggie and Homer are dogs.  They have two owners who have children, but the dogs actually talk and the people just bark!  The dogs run the house, prepare the food, do all the human stuff, while the humans do all the dog stuff, like chew on furniture, play fetch.  I don't know how to handle the waste elimination aspect, but in a tv world people never use the bathroom anyway.  It's a comedy.
     Oops, My Mistake......aged lawmakers approve a beer guzzling frat boy to a high ranking court, only to get voted out of office and end up working as greeters at a big box store run by an ego driven megalomaniac.   It's a comedy.
     What in the Hell??.......A game show in which participants are expected to tell what  products from the 1920s and 30s were used for.  Props could be women's corsets, spats, rotary dial phones,  cranks from car windows......you get the idea.
     Where am I?........ A reality show where seniors are taken a new location and left,  then have to find their way home using only an I phone for help.
     Beach Patrol........ A drama featuring two well muscled men and three very beautiful women who spend the day cleaning up beaches around the world that are flooded with plastic bottles, bags, netting, dead whales, and oil from offshore drilling oil spills.  Imperative the men wear Speedos and the women nun outfits.
     Common Sense.....Not based on Tommy Paine's best seller, this show focuses on one family each week that  suffers from a lack of common sense.  They always discover at the end of each episode that:  They don't have a relative in Nigeria trying to send them money; they have not won $50,000 in a contest they never entered but have to send money to insure their prize is sent; the 39 fake  Facebook posts they shared exposed their computer to 2,898 viruses...you get the drift.  Not a comedy.
     He Gone.......Show focuses on a professional baseball team that struggles through a season but manages to have won the most games in their league, only to have it slip away with 3 straight losses to end the season.  Not a comedy.  (Title in homage to Hawk.)
     I think some of these are real winners, guaranteed to get high ratings.
     And you can book it, Dano!
     I think I am done.
     Good night.

dry as toast

I can't think of anything

Maybe it's the wine.  Or the rain.  But my mind is blank.  I think I fell asleep at the computer to.
I'll just settle into my chair and listen to the thunder.
Have a great night.......

procrastination

I made a bird feeder for a little girl today

     Ok, truth be told.  I volunteered to help kids make bird houses for a mini course project at my old school.  This little fourth grader did not get a chance to make a pop bottle bird feeder on the last day because I crushed the bottle while making the stick holes.  I promised her she would get a new one by the end of the school year.
     She is now in sixth grade......and I finally got a Round Tuit. 
     By the way, I can walk to her house.....she lives that close.
     That's how I roll.
     Why did I make it now?
     Guilt.
     I ran into her dad recently and immediately called him by his brother's name.       He quickly corrected me and then I realized I had still not done the bird feeder.
     On Saturday I will take it over to her house along with a letter of apology.
     A little late, but hopefully she will see some birds this winter.
     I actually had a feeder blow down recently.  That was before the rains, and I could not get it back in the ground.  It's on my deck and someday I will put it back in the ground.
     I don't always like feeding birds in the summer....plenty of food for them to find in nature.
     But in winter, I like putting food out for them and I like to see them visit my feeders.
     Winter.   Coming soon.
     Nite, here now.

so far, so mediocore

The end is near

     The end of what, I am not sure.  But someday things will stop.  Hope I am done with my to do list.
     I have actually been working on clearing out stuff.
     This, for example:

     This is a floor tile from Emily's old house...the one that went the way of the wicked witch in Oz.  It was blown away.  Not like when you see a show you like, or a concert, but blown away  by 120 mph winds.   
     Anyway, there are about 12 of these tiles in my garage.
     I think they would be great for a craft project...or tiling a really small section of floor.      If interested, let me know.
     I also have a big, blue suitcase with a lock on it.  I don't think Emily, Julia, or John want it...so it is going in the trash some day.
     I have gotten rid of several boxes of things I was saving for a garage sale.....trouble is, I never have a garage sale.  Now, they are gone.
     Ever see flying blueberries?  I went to Aldi's yesterday and had my hands full of fruits and vegetables.  When I went to put items on the conveyor, I literally tossed the blueberries about 2 feet in the air....and a foot away from the conveyor.  There were blueberries all over the place!  The nice clerk swept them up while I went back for another box.  I told her I would willingly pay for the ones I tossed, but she said that stuff happens and I did not have to pay.
     Better to toss my blueberries than my cookies, I suppose.
     And if you like numbers, this blog has been visited by 140,000 people!   Hard to believe, after all, it's just about my boring life.
     And now I am going to bed.  I did not sleep well last night....just too pissed about the Cubs.  I know it's a game, and in this world it is the least of things I should be worried about.
     But they took me away from the real world for a few hours on game day.  I don't like the real world.  Too many people who are jerks inhabit it.
     And that's all I'm gonna say about that.
     Good night, Gracie.

it's only a game

As a Cub fan, tonight stinks

Losing 2-1, it's such a kick in the gut.
It was a good season, but the ultimate goal is a championship.
Listening to Pat and Ron on the radio, sounds like Pat is near tears. 
I can't imagine what the players are going through.
I guess I am stunned.
Good night.

why???

Why do I stay up late?

     I like listening to Echos on my local public radio station.  It comes on at 10 and goes until midnight, with some of the coolest music I have ever heard.
     Artists I don't know, songs I have never heard.
     And it is a quiet, mood enhancing, soothing way to end the day.
     Sometimes I listen until BBC news comes on at midnight, but most of the time I tune out about 11:15.  I just really like the music.
     For instance, tonight the soft tunes are playing against a backdrop of thunder and rain.....creating quite an evocative mood.  I can almost enjoy it over the ringing in my ears.
     Because of the lateness, I tend to get up about 8.  I then read the paper on line and check e mail and Facebook.
     Saturday I was reading the Trib, in my pajamas, when there was a knock at the door.
     I looked out and saw two nicely dressed women with pamphlets in their hands.
     I opened the door and all hell broke loose!
     I forgot to turn off the alarm.  Things are beeping, Corki has started barking, I am running through the house, Jackie is yelling......
    I turned off the alarm and went back to the door, and opened it.
     There I was...hair sticking up all over the place, my pajamas on  (I did not think to see if they were buttoned shut.) Corki still barking.
     The one lady said, seriously, "We hope we didn't disturb you."
     I quickly replied, "No, it's always like this when I sit down in my pajamas to have a cup of tea and read the paper and we are not interested in what you have to say or offer.....so thanks, and have a nice day."
     And I shut the door.
     If someone had recorded the whole event it would be an Internet smash.
     David Arkinstone music is playing.....mellow.  Calming.
     Time to look at pictures.
     Good night.