Sybilrose - Far Above Rubies

[TheBloozeMan]

Pouring self a cup .... Mmmmmmmmmm, g'mornin'

Hey punkin...

 

[RhymeFairy]

Hey punkin...

It rained here all day yesterday. I loved it.

I was the one dancing in the puddles.




Mornin' sweet sweet man ....

 

[TheBloozeMan]

It rained here all day yesterday. I loved it.

I was the one dancing in the puddles.



Mornin' sweet sweet man ....

You're so nice...

I wish I felt more like that... haven't been doing too good with that lately. Eyes turned inward a lot lately.

I don't like it much, but it is hard to get away from. It is like pulling whiskers with tweezers. It hurts, and makes an ugly hole in your beard - but you keep right on pullin' the damned things...

What a mess...

$

 

[RhymeFairy]

You're so nice...

I wish I felt more like that... haven't been doing too good with that lately. Eyes turned inward a lot lately.

I don't like it much, but it is hard to get away from. It is like pulling whiskers with tweezers. It hurts, and makes an ugly hole in your beard - but you keep right on pullin' the damned things...

What a mess...

$

I'm not nice. Me ... nevah , I'm a barracuda on steroids


Sounds like you need a pick-me-up. My solution? Get outta the hose. Go to your favorite spot and enjoy your day. A picnic, camera, guitar. Whatever it takes to let loose a bit and step outta your box. Everyone needs to reenergize every now and then. AND for pete's sake, no more whisker tweezing, their all scruffy and sexy, leave'm be ~!!

 

[TheBloozeMan]

I'm not nice. Me ... nevah , I'm a barracuda on steroids


Sounds like you need a pick-me-up. My solution? Get outta the hose. Go to your favorite spot and enjoy your day. A picnic, camera, guitar. Whatever it takes to let loose a bit and step outta your box. Everyone needs to reenergize every now and then. AND for pete's sake, no more whisker tweezing, their all scruffy and sexy, leave'm be ~!!

Well, I got scruffy down to a fine art. In the dictionary, when you look up "scruffy"? Yeah... that's my picture there.



So, itty bitty pretty one, what are you doing up at this hour usually reserved for dairy farmers, thievies and hookers? I thought I was on here by myself...

 

[RhymeFairy]

Well, I got scruffy down to a fine art. In the dictionary, when you look up "scruffy"? Yeah... that's my picture there.



So, itty bitty pretty one, what are you doing up at this hour usually reserved for dairy farmers, thievies and hookers? I thought I was on here by myself...

Funny you should say that, lol. I was raised on a dairy farm.

I'm having my coffee and dreaming a bit. I also, have to go to work in a bit. *pouts* I was so wishing to skip work and go over the mountain. BUT, that seems a dream for another day. *pouts*

Thank you for the coffee, I better scoot off. Work calls and I need to get ready. Have a great one Blooze ... 'till we chat again.

 

[TheBloozeMan]

You have a good one too Punkin...

 

[TheBloozeMan]

Okay... well, you all have a good day.

$

 

[Beam_of_lite]

Well, I got me a thread to pull on with the interface - it is taking over the sound card - not much of a thread really. What it means is that I am going to look in a couple option menus for something that looks like it will straighten it out - failing that, I'm going to start calling people.

I need somebody to help prepare me for talking to the helpdesks. If you fill your mouth with Cheerios and talk as fast as you can, I'll see if I can understand you, or listen until I do...

This little delay has messed me up even more. Like, I felt all along I should have another verse to the song, but the idea that a simple song would only have one verse fits my sense of order so I didn't push it. Well while I was trying to remember the tune I came up with a couple more lines. Six of them, half a verse.

Now, I ain't much of a song writer, and I damn sure ain't no poeter, but I know the danger of half a verse, or even one line. You wait on it, and you wait on it - and sooner or later you start pressing, scratching for it, grasping for it. You can find the line in a song, in a poem, hell - in a movie script, where the guy ran out of ideas - got impatient. Maybe it was a deadline, a budget, but whatever the reason... there is a line that makes no sense, doesn't fit.

Sometimes it just kind of taps you when you go by it. Like something in the back of your mind says, "Huh, what was that?" It really doesn't stand out - it just unsettles you about the whole piece. When asked, you say "I don't know, I can't quite put my finger on it... it's missing something."

And other times it sticks out like a sore thumb. Your brain shuts down and you say, "What? What in the hell does that mean?" or "What in the hell is that doing there?" It would be refreshing to ask the writer that sometime and have him say "I ran out of ideas and was reachin'" instead of spouting some sort of existential bullshit trying to justify it.

You run into that with Jazz musicians too. You hear some sort of run that is discordent as hell, and doesn't resolve - it usually followed by a short drum solo or the bass thumping along holding the song together. But ask the musician. The honest answer - "Fuck, I don't know - I got lost and I was just trying to get back to someplace I knew." or you get the music theory major... "Well actually, that was a diminished scale based on the flatted 9th of the root's suspended fourth - it isn't supposed to resolve."

Yeah right.

So anyhow, I got half a verse...

And when I went re-huntin' for the melody and was trying to cement it in place, I tried in a couple different keys. I found one that is interesting, that requires me to capo the guitar to sing it. But it is rife with cool possibilities. That has me on the techincal hunt. El can tell you, it is frustrating to listen to... I keep stopping, going back, playing a passage over and over again, hunting around.

Anne used to get up and come kiss me on the forehead and tell me, "That's nice - why don't you play it for me when you figure it out." My Dad used to just holler, "Play something you know for Christ's sake!" That also meant I was playing too loud.

So now I got me half an arrangement to go with my half a verse, and a PC based digital recorder that can't hear my $500 condensor microphone.

This being a recording artist is not all it is cracked up to be. I wonder does Willy Nelson have to put up with this shit...

$

Sounds like you need a roadie to set everything up and do a sound check for you.

Morning Chief...Morning Family

 

[TheBloozeMan]

Good Morning Little Bit.

 

[TheBloozeMan]

Well, I got up. I had a look at today.

I'm goin' back to bed.

$

 

[elron77]

you are just a master of compliments today...


heading out.

 

[TheBloozeMan]

you are just a master of compliments today...


heading out.

Huh? Which Compliment or set are you referring?

 

[RhymeFairy]

Where's everyone at ???


I'm home from work and off tomorrow.

Making tha rounds and sending out lotza ... lovin'

 

[DiJiT]

Where's everyone at ???


I'm home from work and off tomorrow.

Making tha rounds and sending out lotza ... lovin'

*Sneaks up behind her* GOTCHA!!

 

[RhymeFairy]

*Sneaks up behind her* GOTCHA!!

wiggle, wiggle ~~~

 

[DiJiT]

wiggle, wiggle ~~~

*wraps his arms tightly around her and whispers into her ear*

Not trying to escape are we?

 

[RhymeFairy]

*wraps his arms tightly around her and whispers into her ear*

Not trying to escape are we?

*eyeing my toy bag ~~ then DiJit *

Nevah .... *weg*

 

[DiJiT]

*eyeing my toy bag ~~ then DiJit *

Nevah .... *weg*

*Follows her gaze to her bag then back to her "Oh, and what fun things do we have in here?"*

 

[TheBloozeMan]

Dragons and Fairies wrastlin' in the hall over a sack full of Fairy toys...

~~ shakes his head and clucks his tongue ~~

Kids these days...

Speakin' of bags full of Fairy dust, I just rubbed a bunch of Cat Nip into Ms. Audrey's scratching post. When I left she had scratched herself half way up it horizontally - she looked like she was performin' stripper tricks on one of those poles. I laughed. She looked at me like I was rude, and kept on a-scratchin' until she fell off. That young lady sure do like to take a nip now and then...

Nikki wants to buy Munchie a post like the one I have for Audrey. She and I went a shopping today. Two Walmarts, a pet store, and a farm supply store later we still got no post and we were both worn out. We found scratch condominiums; we found scratch treadmills; we found scratch logs with holes in them that looked like an oversized woodpecker house. What happened to simple little posts? I told Nikki I'd take her in to the big Pets Mart in Tulsa out on the miracle mile next weekend, but right now - how 'bout we run up to the Goldies' on 86th Street North and get a chili dog?

She thinks her ole man is pretty smart, and he makes her laugh. She had fun today.

The tune is fixed - the half a verse still wanders about where ever it is that missing verses go... and the recorder snears at me, daring me to get techincal and figure out what is ailing it. I glare back at it and figure I have a good one on it. I'm not messing with it until Monday when office hours are up... I shall build cars instead.

Maybe the missing verse is over by the chicane on the backside of Road Atlanta...

I hope you all are having a dandy Saturday. I really do!

$

 

[RhymeFairy]

*Follows her gaze to her bag then back to her "Oh, and what fun things do we have in here?"*

*grins*

My, my what big teeth you have ...


*weg* and chuckles. Naughty man, what do you suppose is in there, hmmmm?

Dragons and Fairies wrastlin' in the hall over a sack full of Fairy toys...

~~ shakes his head and clucks his tongue ~~

Kids these days...

Speakin' of bags full of Fairy dust, I just rubbed a bunch of Cat Nip into Ms. Audrey's scratching post. When I left she had scratched herself half way up it horizontally - she looked like she was performin' stripper tricks on one of those poles. I laughed. She looked at me like I was rude, and kept on a-scratchin' until she fell off. That young lady sure do like to take a nip now and then...

Nikki wants to buy Munchie a post like the one I have for Audrey. She and I went a shopping today. Two Walmarts, a pet store, and a farm supply store later we still got no post and we were both worn out. We found scratch condominiums; we found scratch treadmills; we found scratch logs with holes in them that looked like an oversized woodpecker house. What happened to simple little posts? I told Nikki I'd take her in to the big Pets Mart in Tulsa out on the miracle mile next weekend, but right now - how 'bout we run up to the Goldies' on 86th Street North and get a chili dog?

She thinks her ole man is pretty smart, and he makes her laugh. She had fun today.

The tune is fixed - the half a verse still wanders about where ever it is that missing verses go... and the recorder snears at me, daring me to get techincal and figure out what is ailing it. I glare back at it and figure I have a good one on it. I'm not messing with it until Monday when office hours are up... I shall build cars instead.

Maybe the missing verse is over by the chicane on the backside of Road Atlanta...

I hope you all are having a dandy Saturday. I really do!

$

A strip post for a cat? AND your doggin' me about MY toys,


Sounds like ya'll had a blast. I love it ~!! I thought about chili dogs for supper too but skipped it for a big kitchen sink salad.

 

[TheBloozeMan]

LOL - not me... those chilli dawg thangs is Nikki's deal, not mine! I had a classic burger dinner, (no bun and a dinner salad on the side).

I have one more venture out "there" this evening - need to lay in a few provisions. I had sort of spaced the church deal and had planned that time for some grocery getting. So it is either this evening, or early tomorrow.

The name of your salad alludes to either a whole bunch of various ingredients, or one really wierd one. Care to illuminate?

$

 

[RhymeFairy]

LOL - not me... those chilli dawg thangs is Nikki's deal, not mine! I had a classic burger dinner, (no bun and a dinner salad on the side).

I have one more venture out "there" this evening - need to lay in a few provisions. I had sort of spaced the church deal and had planned that time for some grocery getting. So it is either this evening, or early tomorrow.

The name of your salad alludes to either a whole bunch of various ingredients, or one really wierd one. Care to illuminate?

$

I'm from and in the south Hun, a kitchen sink salad includes everything BUT the kitchen sink.

 

[TheBloozeMan]

I know of those salads - I make them all the time. Say, a couple handsful of lettuce from one of those bags that has five different lettuces in it, now let's see, cool! Olives - cut 'em up? naw, just spoon a bunch in there, and some of the brine. ooo, and swiss cheese, and eh... never mind, I think I'll throw this away.

Oh, and quick - poor a handful of frozen peas into a glass of war water, and cut up a chunk of salami here, and crumble about a half dozen Ritz crackers, a few green onions and a couple radishes. Good, we're out of tomatoes - I don't like cuttin' them up - so messy. Oh, yeah! A couple pickled banana peppers all sliced up is good - maybe a little more Salami - I wish we had some pepperoni.

I almost forgot - dump the water out of the glass and dump the peas in the salad. There...

That's it. Nowg et the Wishbone Italian out and... wait just a sec. Lemme look here in the pantry, somewhere... maybe back here... yeah there it is. Hot damn - we got us a can of them itty bitty shrimps. I gonna open this sucker up and dump it in there too. Now, get the dressing.

Like that? Is that how a kitchen sink salad turns out in the South?

$

 

[TheBloozeMan]

Well, I think I'll go build a couple cars before bed time.

Saturday night... are you all a party? Seeking out the bright lights and music all dressed in your finest and wearing your dancing shoes?

Are you having a party with your buddy tonight? The friend that helped you with your lawn, and washed your clothes today? Are you opening doors for her, holding her chair, and treating her like a queen, like a sex godess, tonight?

Have fun everybody...