Ok, as is suspected, I love women. I love men, but not in the biblical sense. One of my favorite songwriter, musicians, and just plain old cool cats, is Delbert McClinton. Here is a song I suspect he wrote. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3Y1Weja0Vw That's Delbert on harmonica. I first heard this while watching or listening to the Blues Brothers. I still have a copy of John Belushi's obituary. Anyways, both John Belushi and Dan Akroyd are studs. I was in Reno for a weekend, and saw the ...
I've just discovered this video and I'm watching it for the first time, I'm especially entranced by the photo (3rd?) of the peacock! [url]http://youtube.com/watch?v=nEgteJA9tEE[/url] and then, last night, I was listening to [I]Devendra[/I] when I realized something, that a verse in his song "Chinese Children" might be about Krishna-- "and up from my lungs, and dancing on my tongue, my little blue baby sung!" :)
[B]8:30 pm[/B] Sir Bartholomew's mom brought him in front of the clinic. Sir Bartholomew has a weekly appointment with the doctor because his dog Kim bit him at the forehead. His parents were afraid Bartholomew had rabies. Kim was also sent to the vet, and had her shots. Sir Bartholomew will have his shots too, although sustained. He didn't mind. He's more afraid of electric plugs and outlets than shots. His mother meanwhile is afraid of almost everything. As soon as their appointment's over she ...
So I've finally decided to get round to continuing/ really beging the litnet challange, because althugh I did read some of the books I forgot to write down what I thought while I was doing so now I must begin again. The big plus is that Ive had to concede I will not be able to take very many 'real' books with me to Prague as I want to take my laptop and I have a 20 kg weight limit... and Ive got to take work cloths and multiple shoes ...but lucky apparntly not kitchen utensils. And while everyone ...
Updated 08-20-2008 at 05:29 PM by Nightshade
I'm still hurt of what you said I couldn't sleep, lying alone in bed Thinking of you, not trusting me Thinking of you turning down my plea How dare you deny me the right Of sharing pain with you and blight The pain was so excruciating Misery is what you're creating I really cared and was there for you You pushed me away and turned me blue If we still can't trust each other Why should we care or even bother I treated ...
Recent Comments
