"SHE BLINDED ME WITH SCIENCE" is stuck in my head
Here it is, the neo-conservative smash hit: BUSH WAS RIGHT
Not so sure I agree with THIS PARTICULAR TOUR
Quotes from yesterday:
Constant talk is not communication
Let the world change you and you can change the world
OK. Hmmm. Well, she's gonna be drunk and stupid now
Can you help me? I'm looking for the self-help section
News from yesterday:
The newspaper ad for John Prine's concert last night was this: Troubador for the times John Prine's antiwar messages find a new audience these days.
Well, OK, John did a couple of anti-war songs in the early 70's, although they weren't blatently anti-war. Well, actually, I guess they kinda were. Still, I can really only think of two, SAM STONE and PUT A CANDLE IN THE WINDOW. But he can hardly be called an anti-war singer of protest songs. He's no peacenik. He's no activist. He's no Joan Baez.
This happened in Chardon, Ohio. A 75 year old Amish widower, afraid about his church community finding out about his seeking sex from a prostitute, was scammed out of more than $67,000 by a hooker and her boyfriend. He gave them money after they convinced him that photos of him and the prostitute would appear on the internet.
OK, fair enough, although when I turn 75 I'm not really planning to make apologies for anything I may or may not be able to still do. My biggest question about this whole thing, and mind you, we're not eat up with Amish folks here in Florida so I'm not real familiar with their society's list of dos and don'ts, is this. Ain't the Amish kinda like a little clan of technophobes? Don't they eschew modern contraptions and convienences like electricity? Convienences like, oh I don't know, maybe THE INTERNET?? And if I am correct in my assumptions, which I am amazingly often, then doesn't that mean he could only be found out breaking the community standards by someone breaking a different community standard? Or do the Amish, perhaps, have a non-Amish that surfs porn for them and reports back with the latest developments? I don't know. This one is fairly perplexing to me although between you and me, I'd high five the guy and move on.
Thank you, thank you. You've been a wonderful audience. I'll be here all week. Never a cover charge and a very reasonable two drink minimum. Good night.
The Blues and Me
Don't believe you're lonely
Don't believe you're falling out of grace
But don't you look to me to find the answers
You tried that once and I could not be honest
And the tears you cried were tears I could not face
I am not a martyr
A martyr dies for something he believes
And I could never pin down my emotions
The ebbs and flows more like the restless ocean
But I am weak, unlike the mighty sea
You came to me a lover
You came to me a spirit running free
I came to you with hands outstretched and wanting
And all the while I know I gave you nothing
For some reason I can't share that part of me
For some reason I can't share that part of me
And the blues have led me home to New Orleans
The blues and me are home in New Orleans
Ed
Caribbean
Bouncy, like a red rubber ball, out
Ramblin' Ed
1 comments:
The Gray Lines tour of the Katrina "zone", hey, you have to admire their entrepeneurship (or however you spell that word) and I suppose some folks would enjoy the tour. I'll pass.
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