I Gotza Song.....

.... sorta.  Kinda.  But I can't sing worth a pickled egg!  Ask anyone who has ever showered with me, see, cause that is mostly where I sing.  Fact is, ya know, that I do such a Great job of Not singing well that the turned off the water that time when I was singing at the YMCA and told me that hence-forth & such I should just shower at home.  And there was no one else in the shower at the time!

And I don't even know whole songs all the way through.... just bits&snatches&bits&pieces... like that is gonna stop a body like me wit a heart & soul like mine iffen I really wanna sing! No Sirree Bob!

So I gotza song.... sing it with me!

Oh Beautiful

for Spacious skies....
For amber waves of grain....

For purple mountains majesty...

...above the fruited plain....

America, America.....
Come gather round people
wherever you roam

God shed his grace on thee

...and admit that the waters
around you have grown....
from sea to shining sea.....

...if your time to you is worth saving....
...and crown thy good with brotherhood

..for the loser now
will later to win...

...Oh, beautiful
for Patriot Dreams...

..Don't criticize
what you can't understand...

Come writers and critics
who prophesize with your pen

...hum hum hum hum

that sees beyond the years.

thine alabaster cities gleam....

undimmed by human tears...

hum hum hum hum &hummmmm

Come Senators and Congressmen
please heed the call....
..till paths be wrought
through wilds of thought...
Don't  stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall....
...till selfish gain
no longer stain
the banner of the free ....
...as the present now
will later be past......................

... and sometimes I just cry in the shower.

OK.... so it's hot all over!

Just chill out!

That'll be the Day!

JOIN NOW!! "Calender Reformation Project"....we want a month of Sundays! 

Christmas in July! 

Weekly Blue Moons!

Designated 'That'll be the day' weeks! 

And forget about it Tuesdays!

 Seriously.  Everyone complains about Monday.  And yet.... no one ever does anything about it!  I want to change that!  I want to change a lot of things, but unfortunately there are those items that seem to defy change.... Sarah Palin, Tuna Casserole, the Chicago Cubs, Conservatives.... I could go on.... and if it was late enough to have a beer I probably would, but I truly think the Calendar needs reform.

Start with.... special days... like

PARK(ing) Day 2010 is Friday, September 17th!

July 17, 2010 is Yellow Pig Day

July 29th is Rain Day ( in case of sunshine, it will be made up as a double header) 

November 20 Survivors of Suicide Day 

National Flossing Day National Flossing Day November 26th 

National Underwear Day  August 5th

And to say nothing of......

National Waffle Day August 24 

October 23  Mole Day

National Lazy Mom's Day is Sept. 2nd 

Every 3rd Saturday in September is Big Whopper Liar's Day

I could go on.... and, like I said, given a later time and had it been ingestation of  amber colored alcoholic beverage day... I might.  But let's just start with eliminating Monday. 

More innovations coming each 6th Saturday of the month!

 

 

OK. Two years....& older

It just dawned on me that I have been on and about the blogs for about four years now..... and have had The Eggroll Emporium  running for about two.  Wowsers & stuff!

Not that it really means anything.  Nope.  I didn't met any cool people from all over the place.  I didn't get all sorts of cool information and ideas.  I wasn't inspired by the sublime, the articulate, the passionate, the silly, the gut wrenching posts that I read.  I didn't cry.  I didn't learn that I was interconnected to folks that were even, and kind and felt like me.
  Yeah.  Right.

But I have been preoccupied.....  Mom is permanently in a nursing home.  She will be 89 and while still alert, needs more care than what can be given to her at her house.  She can not stand up anymore.  The arthritis in her shoulder and wrists do no allow her to help others assist her.  The nursing home is fine, but old.  The bed she has in her room must date from the 1950's; it is 'hand-crank' adjustable.  It just doesn't work for her and the current room is too small to accommodate the electric state of the art bed she has at home.  She is on a list for a new, nicer room when the addition is completed at the facility, this fall.  In the mean time she sleeps in her power assisted reclining chair that my brother bought her years ago.

It's not anyone's fault.  The facility is in a small community, is old, and they cannot keep up with the growing need for rooms, bed, staffing.
Mom knows what is going on.  It makes her sad, but she knows what is going on.  She has corrected the dietary staff who give her too much salt in her food.  She knows folks there and visits them. When possible she still gets in her 'power-chair' and makes it the four blocks to Mass at church.  It is what it is and she knows it.

Maybe..... when my time comes.... I will write the Emporium from a nursing home.  With a double bed to accommodate a nurse..... and a big fridge filled with salt free beer.

Love you guys!!!!!!!

 

behind blue eyes

If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
Would you hear my voice come thru the music,
Would you hold it near as it were your own?

It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
Perhaps they're better left unsung.
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the air. 

Robert Hunter 

Aw... gees... Accidents happen.

Ooops... things happen.  Rand Paul would have us believe that.  It really wasn't BP fault... accidents happen.


"It bothers me. I saw the full-page ad in the newspaper and they've promised to pay for the clean up. Do we have to have a villain? That's my whole point -- do we want a presidential administration that says outlandish things like we're going to put our boot heel on BP? I want BP to pay, everybody wants them to pay for cleaning up the oil mess. But the thing is, is that sometimes people are well-intentioned and bad things happen. And I don't know if there was negligence or fault here -- it should be investigated and if there is someone should be punished for it. But we shouldn't automatically assume that there is."

Ooops... things happen.

quoted on CNN in March, 09...
CNN :
In a budget proposal released Friday afternoon, Louisiana Gov. Bobby Jindal indicated he is only rejecting $98 million of the federal stimulus funds due his state.

I could have sworn hearing him on the news lately that Obama is not doing enough to help Louisiana.  This MUST be Obama's fault.  I guess a Free Market doesn't bail out states when Big Business fucks up.  The government must.


... of course, now, the Big Government both of them hate... is not being quick enough to solve the BP mess in the gulf.

I guess it's only Big Government when you don't need anything.  Like meat inspection, Airport Security, highways, sanitation systems, garbage collection, clean water & air, vaccines, safe places to work an eight hour day at a reasonable wage.

ooops... Government happens. Shitheads speak.

a view of Scotland- For David B

My daughter recently was able to spend some time in Scotland.  I asked her of her impressions.... and she sent me the above photo.

I asked if she had any butter'Scotch' candy...... and she sent me this.

Sometimes I should keep my mouth shut..... and hope she was kidding.

Ah, Scotland.

Addendum

ooops