not sure how many words

[Angeline]

It's a good year to be
in Beantown, sportsmania is blessed
years of tears in beers, and been there
seen that"ellegies, replaced with "My God,
how'd he catch that?' soliloquies

If only my own history could be
so easily overhauled by living
just a bit longer, pumping in new blood
revising my approach (and oh, yes,
spending a few million dollars),

but I digress, blessings are meant
to be relished in the moment,
like a Brat between 2 warm buns,
savored slowly all the way down

let's leave the nightmares
for another day.

Dave "Big Papi" Ortiz was on Conan O'Brien last night. Conan asked him what he advises reporters. Papi said "go home and get some ass."

Manny was on Leno. He was wearing a suit that looked like he bought it at Wal Mart. lol.

 

[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

Bongo Lenny

.....

 

[Angeline]

gimme an iced cappuccino
yes.. steam my cream
put a Jamaican grind
to my arabica bean
I'll be up all night
cause the java will start
p-p-p-palpitations
in my tar paper heart
throw caution to wind
pay the devil his due
got a monkey on my back
for that brown sugar brew
i need a saxophone
playin like prez
i need a cigarette holder
and a red felt fez
gold smokin jacket
in the gentleman's car
a turtle neck sweater
for the café bar
tap them bongos
read Kerouac
sippin espresso
scalding and black
a cup of mud
a shot of joe
i just ran outta slang
so i gotta go

You said Prez!

Another reason to love you.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

We need an AV with a monkey in a fez now. Seriously.

bj

 

[Tathagata]

You said Prez!

Another reason to love you.

I was listening to Prez and Billie today
then my coffee showed up
woo hoo
I need to go watch movies
Kurosawa's " Dreams" sounds good
I can grind my teeth while I read subtitles



btw
there's still a hold up on one paper to start the construction
the contractor has talked to the guy
my wife has talked to the guy
he keeps saying " tomorrow" and then doesn't deliver
tomorrow I'm going to City Hall to speak to him

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I was listening to Prez and Billie today
then my coffee showed up
woo hoo
I need to go watch movies
Kurosawa's " Dreams" sounds good
I can grind my teeth while I read subtitles



btw
there's still a hold up on one paper to start the construction
the contractor has talked to the guy
my wife has talked to the guy
he keeps saying " tomorrow" and then doesn't deliver
tomorrow I'm going to City Hall to speak to him

Wear your fez. No one argues with a man in a fez.

bj

 

[Tathagata]

We need an AV with a monkey in a fez now. Seriously.

bj

so let it be written
so let it be done

 

[unpredictablebijou]

so let it be written
so let it be done

because you rawk.

bj

 

[Tathagata]

because you rawk.

bj

I used to rawk
now I creak



Nite people
then again
I may be back in a few hours
bug eyed and talking really fast

 

[Angeline]

I was listening to Prez and Billie today
then my coffee showed up
woo hoo
I need to go watch movies
Kurosawa's " Dreams" sounds good
I can grind my teeth while I read subtitles



btw
there's still a hold up on one paper to start the construction
the contractor has talked to the guy
my wife has talked to the guy
he keeps saying " tomorrow" and then doesn't deliver
tomorrow I'm going to City Hall to speak to him

Okay MacBeth.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing

Y'know?

I still say you can spend the winter with us in Maine. It's one way to keep cool about all this.

PS I love to listen to Prez and Billie. Did you listen to Mean to Me? They do that so beautifully together. <sigh emote>

 

[Angeline]

Wear your fez. No one argues with a man in a fez.

bj

My son and his buddy wore red fezzes in eighth grade. They were trying to start a trend. They didn't.

 

[Tzara]

Wear your fez. No one argues with a man in a fez.

bj

Oh, God. You've turned him into a Shriner.




Not that I have anything against Shriners. They have a nice golf course just north of me. They give money to hospitals. They seem to be good, if odd, people.

It's, well, it's that fez thing. It creeps me out in Casablanca: Vultures. Vultures everywhere. And there's that "you're never going to do it without the fez on" weirdness.

I mean, come on. I don't wear a fez. Is that a problem?

Uh, is it?

 

[unpredictablebijou]

My son and his buddy wore red fezzes in eighth grade. They were trying to start a trend. They didn't.

Tell your son he has a true fan.

bj




No no, T. A fez is not necessary. Fedoras and bowlers are nice too.

 

[wildsweetone]

there is a goldfish, a pale pink fish
laying on its side in the tank,
it sounds like its swim bladder
is malfunctioning. it might live
or it might die. the orange goldfish
has been nudging it up, getting
the pink moving around the tank. sometimes
it tries to reach the top of the water
but in the last day it has just been laying
on the bottom. the orange fish
has stayed by its side, some part of it
always touching the other fish.
this afternoon, it moved away, so
now the pink fish lays by itself,
struggling to breathe, i think.
it's just a fish.
i inherited them both from my son.
if things were different right now
i would ask him to take it to the creek
to let it go, to do
or to die.
if things were different, i might
just lift it out of the water and wait
with it in the palm of my hand,
or i might knock it on the head
quickly. but i can't kill it. i don't need
more death. so i pray
that it is not in pain, wait
for the inevitable
and the rest of the tears will be loosened
and maybe my body will stop hurting
and my mind will find some peace.
i wonder too if i helped it, would it go
somewhere less than perfect. i
cannot steal that reward,
even from an old fish.

 

[Tathagata]

Okay MacBeth.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing

Y'know?

I still say you can spend the winter with us in Maine. It's one way to keep cool about all this.

PS I love to listen to Prez and Billie. Did you listen to Mean to Me? They do that so beautifully together. <sigh emote>

Yes I know

but then again, authority figures, especially one who work for the city/Govt. who disturb my Wa for no good reason perhaps need their karma adjusted and I may be that instrument ya know?
In any case what's the harm in asking the guy what the fuckin problem is, why he lied to my wife and contractor, and if I could have the spelling of his last name for any complaint/report I may want to fill out in the future...in a nice way of course.


I appreciate the offer, can I bring Lilly with me?
I need my fix once a week at least
( oh was I gushing? how unseemly)
ewwwwww

Fine and Mellow, Who wants love , Foolin' myself etc

Mean to me wasn't on this album...errrr cd
but I have heard it, it's magic

 

[Angeline]

Yes I know

but then again, authority figures, especially one who work for the city/Govt. who disturb my Wa for no good reason perhaps need their karma adjusted and I may be that instrument ya know?
In any case what's the harm in asking the guy what the fuckin problem is, why he lied to my wife and contractor, and if I could have the spelling of his last name for any complaint/report I may want to fill out in the future...in a nice way of course.


I appreciate the offer, can I bring Lilly with me?
I need my fix once a week at least
( oh was I gushing? how unseemly)
ewwwwww

Fine and Mellow, Who wants love , Foolin' myself etc

Mean to me wasn't on this album...errrr cd
but I have heard it, it's magic

My 12-grade English class read Macbeth. It was one of the things that made me want to major in English in college. You said "tomorrow" and it just clicked that speech on in my head. Kinda like Pavlov but without the drool.

Good luck, even if the city hall people won't care how snotty you get lol.

And yes, bring little Miss Samadhi. She's my kinda girl.

 

[Tathagata]

My 12-grade English class read Macbeth. It was one of the things that made me want to major in English in college. You said "tomorrow" and it just clicked that speech on in my head. Kinda like Pavlov but without the drool.

Good luck, even if the city hall people won't care how snotty you get lol.

And yes, bring little Miss Samadhi. She's my kinda girl.

I do that with music, mine includes the drool


No they won't care , but at least they will understand that we aren't
"cowering" because, as we've been told, pissing off City Hall can " cause problems and delays"
Well seems to me we already have both
lol

Every once in a while when I'm watching her I'll say a mantra, in an everyday tone, and she stops what she's doing and looks me right in the eye
every time
Kinda neat


I'm off

 

[Tathagata]

,,,,,

 

[wildsweetone]

It is not a locked room
nor a hole
in ones heart
a missing piece
of mind
or soul

it is a weight
of years and eons
lifetimes uncounted
the oppressive cloak of knowledge
the blending of a smile
and tears
always

to have loved and lost

never to love
in that closeness
openness
blast furnace scorching
of fear and reason
again
a choice we make
and lay to rest
a desire an expectation
what we were told
was the end of the road

the paradox of love
something taken away
can cause each subsequent moment
to be so burdensome

without the knowledge of the bad, we would have little to measure the knowledge of the good.

 

[Tathagata]

without the knowledge of the bad, we would have little to measure the knowledge of the good.

and eventually realize
there's no bad or good, just what is

 

[Tathagata]

.....

 

[champagne1982]

now the trees are gilded
gold leafed as masonic monuments
a splendid ruination
nature in necrosis

a splendid ruination
that frames clapboard houses
graywashed and weathered
as the faces that reside there

graywashed and weathered
soil sown with perseverance
still the fields display stumps
frosted with transience

What a pretty rubiyat!